Infinite Fighting

Chapter 4: Iron Shirt

"Uncle Deng, buy some medicine."

"What kind?"

"Buy some for injuries and trauma. I was hit by a box before."

"This, this, and this, they are all for external use. Use this to reduce swelling on bruises. If there is a wound, disinfect the wound, sprinkle some powder on it, and wrap it with a bandage."

The process of buying medicine is not difficult.

The other party did not ask what I planned to do.

The medicine is a bit expensive though.

It took one hundred and fourteen batteries.

Most of the saved batteries were used up in an instant.

After returning to his residence, Zhang Ji looked around inconspicuously. Not noticing anything strange, he went to the door and knocked gently.

No sound came out.

After opening the door and stepping inside, Zhang Ji did not see any figure.

"gone?"

Zhang Ji's expression changed slightly.

The mood is a little complicated.

He thought of this possibility, but the result still made him a little disappointed.

Don't come to my house. Putting down the medicine, Zhang Ji sat on the bed and sighed.

This was the closest he had come to the fighting world since arriving here.

If you miss this opportunity, you don’t know how long it will take for you to have such an opportunity again.

After sitting there in a daze for a while, Zhang Ji adjusted his mood and prepared to rest, when suddenly there was some noise coming from the direction of the door.

"Zhizhizhi~!"

The steel bars of the other door were bent by the huge force. Kratos took them away and walked into the door.

Then he straightened the thumb-thick steel bar with his bare hands and placed it under another door.

With such a great force, Zhang Ji roughly guessed why his door lock was loose.

It was apparently pulled apart by bare hands.

"Where's the medicine?" asked Kratos.

"On the table." Zhang Ji stood up and pointed at the medicine on the table.

Kratos walked to the bed and lay down, lifting up his clothes, revealing his strong muscles, but also a wound.

It was a bullet, Zhang Ji couldn't tell what model it was, but the bullet was stuck in the muscle and didn't go too deep, at least it didn't hit the internal organs.

"Use that to pick it out for me." Mr. Kui pointed to the needle-nosed pliers placed not far away and said to Zhang Ji.

"okay!"

Zhang Ji reacted, picked up the pliers, and then picked up the lighter, intending to disinfect it.

Kratos just watched quietly without saying anything.

The flame burned on the pliers, and then Zhang Ji came to Kratos.

Kratos lay down, and Zhang Ji carefully approached the bullet with a pair of needle-nosed pliers.

The bullet was a bit slippery and the pliers were not very stable, so they needed to go deeper.

Zhang Ji looked at Kratos. His expression hardly changed, still calm, as if he didn't feel any pain.

Knowing that there was no time to waste on this kind of thing, Zhang Ji directly probed into the flesh with the pliers, then held the pliers tightly with both hands and pulled it out.

"Pfft~!"

The bullet was pulled out.

On the other side, the muscles at Kratos' wound squirmed, tightened and squeezed together, blocking the overflowing blood.

"It also needs disinfection and application of medicine." Zhang Ji said.

"Well, come on." Kratos nodded.

Zhang Ji picked up the things, rinsed and disinfected Kui Ye, then sprinkled medicine powder on him and put on gauze.

During the whole process, Kratos didn't say a word.

It was not until Zhang Ji finished that he suddenly asked, "Why are you here?"

Mr. Kui is asking how Zhang Ji came to Shanli Island.

This is where criminals are exiled, and petty thieves who have been incarcerated for more than ten days are rarely sent here.

In today's Dongji Country, only those who have committed serious crimes with a prison sentence of more than five years and are extremely antisocial will be thrown here.

He did not see similar characteristics in Zhang Ji.

"Not very clear." Zhang Ji answered truthfully.

God knows how time travel works.

"Over the years, many people have thrown garbage here. They seem to treat this place as a garbage dump. Once they see someone they don't like, they will just throw it here." Kratos said.

He misunderstood Zhang Ji's situation.

However, Zhang Ji had no intention of explaining, and this matter was difficult to explain.

"I will stay here with you for a few days, and you just need to live a normal life. If I'm fine, I will give you what you deserve. If something happens, you don't need to worry, and you won't be implicated." Kratos said.

Zhang Ji stared at Kratos. He really wanted to take something from Kratos, but not this.

"I can't give you the things on me. You are a smart man and you should know that those things will bring you trouble." Seeing that Zhang Ji was still staring at him, Mr. Kui couldn't help but speak out.

"I want to learn martial arts and become a fighter," Zhang Ji said frankly.

Kratos refused without a second thought.

"It's too late. You're too old. A true martial artist needs to start laying the foundation at the age of three, and also needs to have a certain physique. This requires a lot of financial resources, and the individual also needs to work hard and constantly temper himself. Only in this way can he achieve something before the age of 25 when his qi and blood are at their peak. But it's just an achievement. If you want to be extraordinary, you have to go through more inhuman training, and even experience life and death several times, before you can break the limits of the human body and step into this hall."

"I still want to learn." Zhang Ji said seriously.

There is nothing easy in this world.

Not doing it is the most difficult thing.

Kuiye and Zhang Ji looked at each other, and seeing the same unyielding look, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. Let's rest today."

That night, Zhang Ji gave his bed to Kui Ye, and he slept on the floor with cardboard as a cushion.

It doesn't feel much different from sleeping on that bed, just one is higher and the other is lower.

The next morning, he went to get some food and came back to eat.

Two copies, the extra one is for Kratos.

Fortunately, he has always had a big appetite. Sometimes he would save some space for the roast duck rice, and would eat less or even nothing for that meal, so no one else noticed anything.

"I'll teach you a breathing method. Try to learn it." While eating, Kui Ye suddenly said, "Huff~inhale~inhale~inhale~inhale~huhuhuhu. Follow this rhythm and repeat it over and over until it becomes instinct."

The breathing method was a little complicated, but Zhang Ji remembered it. His memory had never been so good. He began to breathe according to this method, with an average of more than a minute per cycle.

Didn't feel much different.

Then he went to work.

It would be suspicious if he stayed here.

The warehouse is still operating stably as before, as if Kratos's disappearance has no impact.

This means that the other party does not want the news about Kratos to spread for the time being.

Zhang Ji continued to work while maintaining the same breathing method.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I feel that using this breathing method makes it easier to exert force.

Zhang Ji worked until the evening and brought back a large portion of roast duck rice.

Didn't see Kratos.

But Zhang Ji already understood something in his heart.

After waiting for a while, Kratos knocked on the door.

There was no need for him to show force this time.

Zhang Ji opened the door, and Kui Ye walked in, then went straight to the roast duck rice.

While eating, Mr. Kui also noticed Zhang Ji.

I found that he was still maintaining that breathing rhythm.

Kratos nodded secretly in his heart. He did not make any mistakes and his attitude was very correct. He didn't mind teaching him.

After dinner, Mr. Kui said to Zhang Ji, "Take off your shirt."

Of course Zhang Ji didn't have any bad thoughts, but quickly took off all his clothes.

Kratos picked up a piece of cardboard, rolled it into a barrel shape and hit Zhang Ji hard on the back.

"Crack~!"

It was a little painful, but Zhang Ji just frowned slightly.

"Do you feel anything?" Kratos asked.

Zhang Ji was thinking, when suddenly Mr. Kui knocked again.

"Crack~!"

While feeling the pain, Zhang Ji vaguely felt that with every breath, blood suddenly filled up somewhere in his body for an instant, reducing a lot of the damage caused by the attack.

"This is?"

Zhang Ji touched his shoulder and his eyes became a little surprised.

"The breathing method stimulates blood circulation. When you are hit, you can concentrate your blood and qi to reduce the damage." Mr. Kui looked at Zhang Ji and said, "This is the basic theory of the horizontal martial arts "Iron Shirt"!"

"Then what?" Zhang Ji was a little excited. He asked, "What should I do next?"

"Being beaten!" Mr. Kui explained, "From light to heavy, from light hitting with a wooden stick at the beginning to fierce smashing with an iron stick later. The ancient method even involves putting sandbags in to ensure that the whole body is evenly stressed. Under the attack, the body will experience a process of injury and then self-healing. The skin, flesh, tendons and bones will generate some stratum corneum to protect itself. However, this training method is very harmful to the body and overdraws potential. When you get old, you will develop a disease and become disabled. So after the improvement, as long as you get a certain amount of beatings, and then use medicine to cleanse the whole body, you can ensure that the body recovers quickly. At the same time, it also tempers every part of the body, and it won't grow ugly stratum corneum."

"Come on!" said Zhang Ji.

"Not now." Mr. Kui shook his head and said, "There is no medicine. If you fight, you will only be disabled. You have to go get medicine."

"Where is it?" Zhang Ji asked.

"West Warehouse No. 2." Mr. Kui said, "I have several registered disciples here, and they have been training all the time. I usually have people go to get them. When you go there, you can directly get them by entering the correct password. But you'd better not only take those things, but also take something else as well, so as not to arouse suspicion."

West Warehouse No. 2.

Zhang Ji took advantage of the lunch break and came over pushing a forklift.

He had never been here before.

They are only responsible for loading and unloading, and then someone pushes a forklift to take the goods away.

This warehouse is quite large and contains a lot of things.

After all, Kuicheng District is quite large, and it is not easy to support the lives of thousands of people.

"What are you looking for?" A man in work clothes came over and asked Zhang Ji.

"Where is warehouse 3-5?" Zhang Ji asked.

"Over there!" the man pointed in a direction.

"Thank you."

Zhang Ji pushed the forklift and quickly arrived at the destination. He looked at warehouse No. 3-5, and then walked to the next to it, warehouse No. 3-7.

There is an electronic lock at the door of the warehouse, which requires a password to open.

Zhang Ji entered the password that Kratos told him.

[Ding~ The password is correct! Please wait, the door is opening! ]

The warehouse door rose and Zhang Ji pushed the forklift in.

The cargo boxes here are all metal boxes with combination locks, and they look much more advanced than ordinary goods.

Zhang Ji found the boxes that Kui Ye told him about and loaded them all onto the forklift. He also took a few boxes with the word "food" labeled on them and stacked them on top to conceal his whereabouts.

Zhang Ji didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he left here and hid the things.

That night.

He carried the box back to his residence.

Kratos opened one of the boxes, which contained some miscellaneous ointments.

"Are these?" Zhang Ji asked.

"You think too much."

Kratos glanced at Zhang Ji and removed the top layer of ointment, revealing what was underneath: several rifles.

Zhang Ji raised his eyebrows. He knew that it couldn't be that simple since Kratos was willing to risk being exposed and ask him to get something.

"Where is my medicine?" Zhang Ji asked.

"That one over there is it. The password is the same."

Kratos pointed to a box next to him, then aimed his gun at it, as if to see if there was anything wrong with it.

Zhang Ji opened the box, which contained bottles and jars of ground powder. He took out one of the bottles, opened it and smelled it. It had a strange smell, like the smell of a stink bug.

"It's poisonous, don't smell it. It has to be mixed before use." Kratos said.

Zhang Ji was startled and quickly closed the bottle.

Mr. Kui laughed, put down his gun and said, "Don't worry, I will teach you. I will keep my word."

Zhang Ji didn't say anything either.

He had no choice. The initiative was in Kratos's hands, and he could only accept it all passively.

(End of this chapter)