Chapter 1127: This is definitely edited!

The next morning, when everyone went to work, Zhang Cheng came to a nearby wood factory.

He had asked Professor Dong for leave yesterday, intending to customize a wooden dummy for himself.

After all, the quality of those bought online is too poor, and they might not be able to withstand it, so Zhang Cheng intended to do it himself.

Because he didn't know what to film, Zhang Cheng intended to record it as a video as well. Anyway, it's all about earning fans. Maybe he has talent in being a handmade blogger?

Of course, if this were abroad, he would definitely be a "hand-rubbing" blogger, without a doubt!

Wood transfer station.

Zhang Cheng, who was wandering around, was looking for a suitable target, because he wanted to find some wood with sufficient hardness, but didn't need too much.

After a round, Zhang Cheng came to a chubby boss and said: "Brother, look at you, your kidneys don't seem very good!"

"Who the hell are you? Little brat, do you know how to talk? Do I know you?"

Suddenly hearing someone say this sentence, the boss turned around and shouted angrily, rolling up his sleeves and intending to make a move.

Because as a man, you can mention anything, but if you say this, then sorry, you've made an enemy, a big enemy!

"I can cure it, see results in two hours!"

Looking at the boss seriously, Zhang Cheng looked at him with a smile.

"Come, come, come, you come over, let's chat!"

Wrapping his arms around Zhang Cheng's shoulder, the boss directly pulled him into a corner and checked if there was anyone around.

And after confirming there was no one, he looked directly at Zhang Cheng and said: "Brother, no, big brother, miracle doctor, do you really have a way?"

"Can I lie to you about this kind of thing? Just like selling melons, can he sell you raw melons?"

Speaking to the man, Zhang Cheng raised a finger and said: "Drink it down, if it doesn't work in ten minutes, you can smash my skull!"

"Miracle doctor!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, the man was about to kneel down the next second.

Helping the man up, Zhang Cheng hurriedly said: "Don't rush, don't rush, do you want that wood, I'll trade the recipe with you!"

"Ah, you mean that Indian steel wood! These are scraps, cut ones, that won't work. If you can cure me, I'll pull five tons over for you, the miracle doctor can play with it as he pleases..."

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, the man immediately became serious.

"No need, no need, I'll just get some small things, more is useless!"

Looking at the man in front of him, Zhang Cheng smiled.

A few minutes later, Zhang Cheng wrote a recipe for the man and said: "Passed down from the master, one dose and it will be effective, guaranteed to return you to eighteen!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, the man revealed a meaningful smile and said: "Good, good, good, miracle doctor, let's add contact information!"

Returning to the apartment, Zhang Cheng found a corner with no one and took out various carpenter's tools.

These were borrowed by Zhang Cheng from the man before leaving.

However, although he said he borrowed them, the other party expressed that he gave them away directly, because he didn't lack this stuff at all.

But what kind of person is Zhang Cheng? He is a person of integrity. Borrowing means borrowing, but he doesn't guarantee he will definitely return them!

Indian steel wood is the hardness champion among woods, with an extremely long lifespan, reaching three hundred to five hundred years!

And even if a bullet hits it, it can't leave any traces at all, just like hitting a steel plate!

Setting up his phone, Zhang Cheng started working.

As a general who started leading troops to fight from the Northern Song Dynasty, although Zhang Cheng didn't know much about carpentry, he definitely knew more than ordinary people.

Because things like wooden barriers, camps, and siege weapons all required strict supervision by generals.

Ancient scaling ladders aren't like the ladders in movies where you just lean them up and climb; that's Lincoln freeing the slaves, looking for death!

The real scaling ladder is a great killer in war. The bottom is a troop transport vehicle equipped with wheels, and the top is a tower. Moreover, when the scaling ladder is placed on the city wall, it also has hooks used for fixing. Those without the strength of a hegemon cannot flip it over.

This is also why those who could flip over scaling ladders in ancient wars were hailed as brave generals!

Because the scaling ladder has hooks, and more than a dozen people are rushing up, and you can still flip it over. If you aren't a brave brother, could you be the God of War Guo Kai?

Peeling off the sturdy bark, even Zhang Cheng felt a bit of a frown.

Because this thing is definitely the first choice for a wooden dummy. It won't crack when hit, and it can even be used as a weapon in some cases!

Imagine, someone with a knife comes in, you pull out the wooden dummy as a weapon, and you can even counter-kill...

After a whole afternoon of careful polishing, Zhang Cheng even specially brushed on a layer of paint, making it look full of aesthetic appeal.

Moving the wooden dummy into the apartment, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and started hitting it.

And as the muffled sound rang out, Zhang Cheng's speed also became faster and faster.

Just as his hands flowed between the wooden dummy like afterimages, his footsteps also started to accelerate.

Circling the wooden dummy, Zhang Cheng performed Bai Mei and Pigua with his left and right hands respectively, killing close, hitting far, like a true martial immortal!

After a long time, when Zhang Cheng slowly stopped his movements, everyone standing at the door was stunned.

Because they seemed to have seen a scene they shouldn't have.

"What's wrong with you guys?"

Looking at Zeng Xiaoxian and the others suspiciously, Zhang Cheng walked forward and turned off the video recording.

"Big brother? Were you just hitting a wooden dummy?"

Swallowing his saliva, Lu Ziqiao doubted life.

Because he just saw a man as fast as lightning, constantly attacking around the wooden dummy, making a bang-bang-bang sound.

"Ah, just hitting it for fun!"

Having said this, Zhang Cheng smiled.

Rushing forward quickly, Hu Yifei looked at Zhang Cheng's arm and said: "Your hand? Didn't break?"

"Why would it break?"

Looking at Hu Yifei curiously, Zhang Cheng teased.

"My God!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Chen Meijia couldn't help but walk forward and look at the wooden dummy and said: "But you don't even have a soft pad here!"

As she spoke, Chen Meijia threw a punch carefully.

"Ah! It hurts me to death! What kind of wood is this, so hard!"

Hitting the wooden dummy, Chen Meijia immediately felt incomparable pain.

"This is Indian steel wood? You use this as a wooden dummy? Aren't you learning Bai Mei? How can your fist be so hard?"

Asking in surprise, Hu Yifei also discovered something was wrong.

Because normal wooden dummies are usually made of locust wood or elm wood, who would use Indian steel wood to make a wooden dummy!

When Hu Yifei originally thought Zhang Cheng was just an ordinary martial arts learner, now she started to doubt him, because Zhang Cheng is definitely not as simple as he appears!

Just the hitting technique he just showed, and his kung fu, are enough to prove that this guy is definitely a dangerous person!

"Oh, this is nothing. By the way, does anyone want to eat hot pot?"

Looking at the crowd, Zhang Cheng hurriedly changed the subject, otherwise he wouldn't be able to escape tonight.

"I do!"

Raising their hands, everyone spoke up one after another.

And just after Zhang Cheng uploaded the video of hitting the wooden dummy, he didn't care much about it.

After all, this was just a very normal teaching session.

When he practiced the Thirteen Taibao of Hard Training back then, he changed from wooden sticks all the way to solid steel sticks!

Lying bored on the bed, Jiang Nansun was scrolling through her phone, and when she saw the recommended video, she was stunned.

Because the person hitting the wooden dummy on it was actually Zhang Cheng!

And after reading the comments, the section below had completely exploded, because most people felt this must be fake.

After all, how can anyone hit a wooden dummy and make it sound like that? It must be edited. Even Master Ip, the best fighter in Foshan, isn't this amazing, right?

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