Fantasy: I can equip everything

When Chen Chuang left the Little Knife Society, he carried a thousand taels of silver on one shoulder and ten catties of demon leather in the other.

Although he only had a few hundred taels of silver left, he was in a very good mood.

Whistling softly, she moved with light steps.

Joining the Small Swords Society was a last resort, but so far everything seems to be going smoothly.

Master Dao is a man of principle, and he gave him what he needed most right now.

However, after a few days, they discovered that they were actually able to survive the curse of the ghost bride.

Moreover, the more comfortable and prosperous life becomes, the more trouble may come knocking.

In any case, let's improve our strength as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, the Little Knife Society does not have any martial arts techniques above the level of internal strength.

According to Zhang Shuwen, any cultivation method that allows one to directly cultivate to the level of internal strength or higher is a secret manual of internal martial arts.

In the entire Qinghe County, the county magistrate might be the only one who might have one.

Other martial artists with internal strength all rely on arduous training in external martial arts to achieve their level.

Otherwise, if Chen Chuang had an internal energy cultivation technique, he could have directly broken through his cultivation level after equipping it.

In Qinghe County, there's no need to be beholden to others anymore.

While pondering, Chen Chuang walked into a secluded alley.

When they came out again, their hands were empty.

The attribute panel that appeared in front of me has changed.

Chen Chuang

[Health/Mortal Energy: 130/160 (Abnormal Status - Ghost Bride's Expectation: 10 Health/Mortal Energy Loss Daily) Health/Mortal Energy Recovery Rate: 10 Health/Mortal Energy Daily]

Power: 18

[Defense: 6]

[Internal interest: 0]

[Agility: 8]

【Charm: 69】

【Equipment Slot (1): Iron Bone Skill (Fragment)】

(Consolidation requirement: 10 catties of demon tiger bone)

【Equipment Slot (II): Century-old Wild Ginseng】

【Equipment Slot (3): Hundred-Year-Old Snow Lotus】

...

The newly acquired Rolling Blade Skin martial arts technique has been solidified into Chen Chuang's own attribute.

The remaining thousand taels of silver were used to unlock the third equipment slot.

In terms of strength, both power and defense have increased by 5 points.

Chen Chuang curiously examined his current skin.

His skin is fairer than before.

But the skin has become much tougher and smoother.

It's like old cowhide that's been polished many times.

Chen Chuang took out a boning knife and tried pressing it against the skin on the back of his hand.

But before he could exert any force, the boning knife slid out.

Therefore, if an ordinary person's strength is weak, a slash will be deflected by the skin.

While he wasn't exactly invulnerable, it would take considerable effort for a martial artist of the same level to break through his current defenses.

Compared to the Canal Gang's Iron Bone Kung Fu, which greatly increases strength, the Small Knife Society's kung fu clearly focuses more on defense.

After all, in a street fight, having a knife and being able to withstand more blows is more important than being strong.

After sensing the changes in his physical body, Chen Chuang breathed a sigh of relief.

The curing of the roller blade skin saved him a lot of work.

The newly unlocked third equipment slot can also be used to equip the Hundred-Year Snow Lotus and break the curse of the Ghost Bride.

A person has 130 points of Qi and Blood, and recovers 10 points each day.

Even if the curse changes again in two days, Chen Chuang can withstand it for several more days in his current state.

Not to mention, if pushed too far, he might just use two century-old medicinal herbs.

This is equivalent to having 230 points of Qi and Blood reserves.

stable!

Half an hour later, Chen Chuang returned to Nancheng.

During the day, Chunfeng Tower is still bustling with people.

But as soon as Chen Chuang arrived at the door, he noticed something was wrong.

The madam, who was so enthusiastic yesterday, now seemed very guilty when she saw him.

He avoided eye contact, even glancing around unconsciously.

"Where are my two brothers?"

Chen Chuang stepped forward and asked directly.

The madam forced a smile and stammered, "Sir...you...you're back. Please come inside..."

Chen Chuang frowned, grabbed the madam by the neck, and lifted her up.

"I'm asking you a question!"

The madam's face turned purple and she struggled incessantly, but her feet, which were almost a meter off the ground, had nowhere to get a foothold.

bump!!!

With a muffled thud, Chen Chuang slowly turned his head, expressionless.

Behind him, the thugs from Chunfeng Tower stared in disbelief at the broken wooden stick in their hands.

The wooden stick that used to break other people's bones struck Chen Chuang as if it had hit a stone wall.

"you..."

Before the thug could finish his sentence, Chen Chuang casually kicked out.

His burly body was sent flying backward, crashing through the wooden window of Chunfeng Tower and then falling silent.

Chen Chuang then turned around and placed the madam on the ground.

The madam was breathing heavily, and the makeup on her face kept falling off as her body trembled.

Having worked as a madam at Chunfeng Tower for so many years, her perspective is far broader than that of the average person.

Yesterday was Chen Chuang's first visit, and she could tell he was no ordinary person.

But she never expected that he would be a martial artist.

"Sir, please listen to me, it has nothing to do with me!"

After the madam calmed down a bit, fearing that Chen Chuang might actually kill her, she quickly explained, "This morning, after your two brothers got up, we arranged breakfast for them."

"After they finished eating, they were about to leave when they unexpectedly ran into Lei Dafu, the Master Lei."

"I tried to dissuade him, but Master Lei is a big shot, and he's accompanied by a martial artist. Our Chunfeng Pavilion can't afford to offend him."

Chen Chuang's expression remained unchanged; he simply said softly, "They're both dead?"

The madam shuddered, sensing the intense killing intent beneath Chen Chuang's calm tone. She spoke at breakneck speed, "No, no! Master Lei had them beaten up and taken away..."

Chen Chuang got the answer and turned to leave.

...

Inside the gambling den in Muddy Alley.

The blind rat and the lame monkey were tied to the stake, covered in blood.

"Keep fighting!"

Lei Dafu sat leisurely in the armchair, holding a teacup in his hand, his face showing a ruthless expression.

"Damn, those two cripples, they're pretty tight-lipped."

Snapped!

The thug's leather whip whistled through the air as it lashed the lame monkey's bloodied and mangled body.

But the lame monkey only groaned and didn't cry or shout.

"I really don't understand, you two lowlifes, what kind of benevolence and morality are you spouting?"

Lei Dafu shook his head, looking at the two men as if they were idiots, and said, "As long as you tell me where that kid hid my money, I'll give you a quick death."

The lame monkey took a deep breath and grinned.

The mouth, from which several teeth had been knocked out, emitted somewhat indistinct sounds.

"Brother Chuang, they'll come to save us."

Lei Dafu burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke.

"He'll come to save you? Hahaha!"

"I'm telling you, that brat is probably already sunk to the bottom of the Daqing River!"

Lei Dafu was full of confidence.

He has been in Qinghe County for so many years, spent so much money, and supported so many people.

Naturally, they are well-informed.

I had already received word from the Canal Gang that their steward, Tian Zhi, had led a group to find Chen Chuang last night.

That's an external martial arts master from the Canal Gang!

Chen Chuang, a mere street urchin, no matter how good he is at fighting, could he possibly survive against Tian Zhi?

Even if that guy manages to escape, he won't be afraid to come knocking again!

Thinking of this, Lei Dafu turned to the side and said, "Young Master Yang, it seems these two guys are determined not to talk. How about you come with me to their house to take a look?"

Beside him, a young man dressed in brocade robes was holding two women arranged by Lei Dafu, one in each arm, and groping them.

Hearing Lei Dafu's words, he withdrew his hand somewhat displeased.

"What are you afraid of?"

"That Tian Zhi is an external force martial artist. Although his strength is not as good as mine, he is not someone that a mere street fighter can compare to."

"That guy won't survive. Don't worry, you can go by yourself. I have other things to do."

Lei Dafu smiled obsequiously and said, "Yes, yes, Young Master Yang's judgment is definitely correct. I was just thinking of playing it safe. What if that kid gets the news in advance and runs away? That would be a big problem. Please..."

Faced with the son of the martial arts instructor from Changchun Martial Arts School, Lei Dafu could only coax him with kind words.

"This is so troublesome..."

Yang Jun impatiently pushed the woman away, stood up, and said, "Then hurry up, I'll be back when I'm done..."

boom!!!

Before he could finish speaking, a loud bang was heard.

A tall figure crashed through the door and flew in.

Lei Dafu looked down and saw that it was Dazhu!

But at this moment, the martial artist in the Body Tempering Realm was strangely left behind, with a large area of ​​his chest caved in.

His eyes widened, and despair and fear froze on his face.

Da da da.

A figure slowly walked in from outside.

Behind him, Lei Dafu had more than a dozen thugs, scattered here and there, none of them intact.

"Chen Chuang!??"