By the time the monthly test was over, it was already noon.
Xue Jing flexed his wrist, put the notebook recording his grades in the office, went to the cafeteria to eat a medicinal meal, left the cafeteria, turned a few corners, and came to a door.
He pushed open the door and walked in, and was greeted by an extremely strong medicinal fragrance.
The room was like a Chinese medicine store. The four walls were densely packed with countless built-in medicine cabinets. A rough count showed that there were hundreds of grids. Each grid was made of wine-red solid wood, and there were words engraved on the outside to indicate what kind of medicine it was.
This is the medicine storage of Canglong Dojo. In addition to the four walls for storing medicine, there is a large table for preparing medicine in the center of the room, which is filled with various instruments used for preparing medicine.
Xue Jing skillfully picked up a scale on the table and began to pick out the medicines needed today from various medicine cabinets.
By the time he finished picking, the scale was already filled to the brim. He took the scale, went to the medicine mixing table, and began to mix the Canglongliu's secret body-refining medicine according to the steps taught by Li Qi.
After the preparation was completed, Xue Jing put all the medicines into a container similar to an electric kettle, poured in the corresponding proportion of water, turned on the switch, and let it boil automatically.
After doing all this, Xue Jing picked up the notebook and pen on the medicine preparation table, opened it, and wrote down the specific dosage of the medicine he had taken.
After writing, he compared it with the price list next to it and calculated that it would cost about twelve thousand Zhuxia coins.
"Who among ordinary people can afford to practice martial arts..." Xue Jing sighed.
Half an hour later, with a ding sound, the secret medicine was ready.
Xue Jing picked up the nebulizer inhaler that was like a thermos cup next to him, opened the lid, and poured all the boiled medicine into it.
The black liquid medicine gave off a strong pungent smell, but Xue Jing's expression remained unchanged, as he had already gotten used to it.
After pouring it out, Xue Jing walked out of the medicine storage, closed the door, and returned to his own training room.
He put the nebulizer aside, took a deep breath, got into position, and began to practice today's armor-shaking exercise.
This exercise has five sets of movements, one set is practiced every day, and one cycle is five days. What Xue Jing practiced today is the "bone training" movement.
As the breathing method was practiced, Xue Jing began to strike various strange postures, which were obviously extremely difficult.
At the end of each movement, his whole body would tremble like a real dragon shaking its armor, and then the sound of countless bones rubbing against each other would be heard from inside his body, like the sound of rumbling thunder in a sky covered with dark clouds.
Intense stinging and burning sensations came from deep within his bone marrow, but Xue Jing remained indifferent and showed no change in expression. He just practiced the Shaking Armor Technique slowly and firmly, step by step.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
With the final tremor, the sound of bones crackling filled the air. Xue Jing slowly calmed his breathing and stood still.
He seemed to have realized something, and vaguely understood something from this whole set of shaking armor exercises, but the feeling was very vague and passed by so quickly that he could not grasp it at all.
"Master said that this set of bone training movements corresponds to 'Sealing Cloud Tail', one of the five ultimate moves of the Hidden Dragon Style. It uses one's own strong bones to absorb and bear the enemy's strength, adding it to one's own body, and then superimposing it to explode into a counterattack."
"If there is a sufficiently intense actual battle, maybe I can catch this hint of inspiration..."
Xue Jing thought to himself.
Shaking his head, he picked up the nebulizer inhaler next to him, put it on, pressed the switch button, and inhaled the light black medicine mist into his lungs using the corresponding breathing method.
While practicing the breathing method, he opened the panel and took a look.
[Fitness Level 6 (2108/3000)]
[Health Level 4 (669/1200)]
[Cooking Skills Lv4 (681/1200)]
[Running Level 5 (1821/2000)]
[Charm Level 5 (335/2000)]
[Aiming Lv5 (227/2000)]
[Fighting Lv5 (785/2000)]
[Luck Level 6 (733/3000)]
[Visualization Lv3 (337/800)]
He spent all of these seven or eight days practicing martial arts and improving other skills, and gained a lot.
The aiming was upgraded again to Lv5, which enhanced his accuracy, vision, reaction speed and so on.
Coupled with the daily practical training with Senior Sister Meng, his fighting skills were upgraded again.
His visualization was also upgraded to a higher level during his practice of the Hibernating Dragon Technique, which strengthened his consciousness and mental abilities, and the "dragon energy" on his body became increasingly stronger.
Of course, there are also some gains that cannot be seen directly on the panel.
Although the strengthening of the skin, flesh, bones and blood brought about by practicing the five sets of Jijia Gong movements was not reflected on the panel, Xue Jing himself could clearly feel the benefits.
For example, his ability to exert soft power, in addition to the improvement of his power-using skills, is also inseparable from the "blood training" of the Doujia skill.
Blood is the source of human power. The cleaner and better the blood is, the smoother its circulation will be, just like adding lubricating oil to gears, making it extremely smooth.
After staring at the sublimation conditions of [Fitness] for a while, Xue Jing closed his eyes, carefully practiced the breathing method, and silently absorbed the medicinal mist.
…
On the other side, in the northern part of the city, there is a villa.
In the spacious and luxurious living room, Pei Youguang sat on the sofa in the corner, feeling very uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but look up at the group of people sitting in a circle in the living room, chatting and laughing, with a complicated expression on his face.
He felt that he was superfluous and out of place here.
Pei Youguang looked at a handsome young man in the center of the crowd.
He was wearing a very simple casual outfit, and the saying "clothes make the man" didn't seem to apply to him, and instead it became "clothes make the man".
His clean and handsome face had a smile as warm as the sun. He chatted and laughed with a group of rich and noble men and women without showing any shyness, and even felt that he was respected as the center of the crowd.
That simple outfit seemed like a gorgeous dress at a banquet on him.
Only someone like my elder brother is worthy of staying here... Pei Youguang sighed and looked at his elder brother Pei Tiancheng in a daze.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of a figure.
'Hmm... If it's Brother Jing, maybe he can compete with Big Brother. ' He thought to himself.
Speaking of which, I haven’t seen Brother Jing for a long time. He has been asking for leave recently and hasn’t come to school for many days.
I had only met him once before at school, and heard from him that he had entered a dojo and became a direct disciple of the dojo... I was so envious.
"You Guang, why are you sitting so far away? Come over here, I have something to say."
At this time, the gentle voice of elder brother Pei Tiancheng came from the center of the crowd.
Pei Youguang was startled and quickly stood up, walked to his side, found a seat and sat down.
Because he was too anxious, he squeezed into a pretty girl with delicate makeup. The latter rolled her eyes, moved the corners of her mouth in disdain, and made a click of the tongue, as if she wanted to say something, but looked at Pei Tiancheng and still didn't speak.
"Tomorrow is Young Master Ye's banquet. Remember to dress up well and don't embarrass our Pei family."
Pei Tiancheng spoke.
His voice was gentle from beginning to end and was quite pleasant to the ear, causing several wealthy ladies nearby to smile.
"Ah? I want to go too?"
Pei Youguang's wealthy face revealed a trace of embarrassment.
What was he going there for? To make up the numbers
A well-dressed man sitting on the sofa said with a smile: "Mr. Pei's brother is also a handsome man, how could he be embarrassed?"
"However, the hotel where the banquet is held is haunted by murderers. If there is any danger, Master Pei must not only focus on protecting his own brother and neglect us, his foster brothers and sisters."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the living room burst into laughter. When they heard that a murderer was about to appear, they all showed excited and interested looks.
Holding a banquet in a hotel where a murderer might appear is exciting just by thinking about it. It's like a plot from a detective novel!
Pei Tiancheng laughed and shook his head.
"Don't worry, everyone. Although I am not well-trained, I do have some skills. I don't take this kind of coward who only attacks weak women seriously."
His tone was as gentle as ever, but there was a strong sense of confidence in it that he couldn't hide.
"I assure you that tomorrow night will be a wonderful party and nothing unexpected will happen."
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Ask for monthly ticket
Chapter 60: A Banquet Hidden with Dangers
Dongcheng District, Ruizhu Hotel, seventh floor, in a suite.
In the dark room, a shirtless figure with bandages on his head and legs sat on a chair, smoking a cigarette.
In the mist, with the faint light shining into the room through the gap in the curtains, a gloomy man's face was revealed.
It was Duan Kaiping, a member of the Razor Gang and a disciple of the Golden Wind Dojo.
He looked towards a corner of the room with an uncertain expression.
It was a rectangular object about two meters long and one meter wide, standing upright in the corner of the wall. It was completely wrapped in circles of black tape on the outside, and it was impossible to see what was inside.
Only occasionally, there would be rustling and crackling noises coming from inside, which made people feel inexplicably creepy.
Duan Kaiping stared at the rectangular object in fear, took out his cell phone from his pocket and made a call.
The call was connected quickly.
"… "
Although he was just on the phone, Duan Kaiping immediately became respectful, nodding and smiling flatteringly:
"Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't expect that even though I had fed 'Number One' in advance, it would still bite through the cage and go out to hunt on its own... Fortunately, it has been staying in the cage since it was born and regards the cage as its home. It will come back on its own after eating..."
"… "
"Don't worry, there will be no mistakes. Those stupid second-generations have no idea that we are targeting them, yet they dare to hold a banquet today... I have installed the things you gave me. I have calculated that the range is just enough to cover the entire floor. By then, no one of them will be able to contact the outside world."
"… "
After the other party hung up the phone, Duan Kaiping stopped nodding and bowing, took a deep puff of cigarette, and continued to stare at the rectangular object anxiously.
The rustling sound still could be heard from time to time.
…
At night, in Canglong Dojo, a place for nourishing the mind.
"How about this one?" Takeyama Ying was holding a neatly folded burgundy suit in his hand. It was obvious at first glance that it was made of very high-quality materials.
"For a party, you have to dress nicely. I have experience, so listen to me!"
She said this with a smile, holding the clothes and gesturing on Xue Jing.
Chen Fuguang beside him sighed and said, "Junior Sister Zhu, you are wrong. You should know what our junior brother's greatest advantage is. It's his youth! Look at this face that looks very youthful."
"If you ask me, you shouldn't wear clothes that make you look too mature. You have to highlight your strengths. I think the uniform of Qing Affiliated High School is pretty good. It's also a suit style, but it has a youthful feel... I wanted to apply to the Affiliated High School because of its good-looking uniform, but unfortunately I didn't get in."
Xue Jing sighed and said helplessly: "I'm going to be a bodyguard... You can wear whatever you want. I have already contacted the hotel, and their car is almost here, Brother Chen, Sister Zhu."
On Zhu Shanying's young and pretty face, his eyes, as bright and agile as a newborn animal, glared at her and said angrily, "You are going there as a representative of our Canglong Dojo, how can you be so casual? You must suppress the disciples of other dojos!"
"This one looks good, I'll wear it. I took a long time to pick it out from my closet at home!"
At this time, Meng Qingjiao, who had been standing silently beside him, also walked over with a set of clothes in his arms.
"Senior Sister Meng." Xue Jing was stunned.
"… "
Meng Qingjiao's cold and pretty face showed no expression. She just silently handed the clothes to Xue Jing, then raised her hand and touched his head.
Xue Jing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wear what Senior Sister chooses."
"Hey~ Why is this happening? I was clearly here first." Takeyama Ying pouted, looking a little disappointed.
Chen Fuguang took a look at the dress and flattered, "Senior Sister Meng is still very tasteful."
Xue Jing smiled.
There was no one present who needed to be shy, so he stripped down to his shorts and changed into his clothes.
It was a black linen martial arts uniform in the style of the Republic of China, with a pure white lining matched with a black jacket and trousers, and the cuffs rolled up to reveal the white lining, which was quite consistent with the capable temperament of a martial artist.
Overall, it is the kind of clothing commonly seen in kung fu movies set in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.