"The specific time is half a month later. The county competition will be held in Beiliu County first. Each secret martial arts school can send ten disciples to participate, so in fact, there will be a competition within the secret martial arts school. Of course, we don't need to waste time to participate, because the five places have been reserved by core disciples."
Senior Brother Heige glanced at everyone and finally paused for a while on Kaxiu: "This county exchange competition will gather more than a dozen secret martial arts schools of all sizes in the entire Beiliu County. Some are small schools with only a few people who have been passed down from generation to generation, and some schools have more people and are even larger in scale than our Fengxiang Sect."
"Among them, there are probably three secret martial arts sects that we need to pay attention to, namely Jinyan Fist, Black Crane School, and Mingshui School. These are the top third-rate secret martial arts sects, comparable to our Fengxiang Sect. The secret martial arts within the sect are quite powerful, and there are many talented masters." Heger walked to the window and opened the curtains to let the sunlight in.
"So, everyone, remember not to be careless. The people you will meet will not be worse than you. Don't lose to your opponent because of underestimating the enemy. This also represents the face of the Wind Elephant Sect."
"Understood." Several core disciples responded.
Half an hour later, the four of them left the three-story building where Senior Brother Heige lived. The morning sun shone obliquely on their faces.
Kaxiu walked on the far left and glanced at Senior Brothers Moses and Lanxi who were a little excited in front of him. They seemed to be betting on the number of people who would defeat their opponents in the county competition. If Lanxi lost, he would have to call Moses, who was originally his junior brother, Senior Brother. If Moses lost, he would have to call Lanxi "Third Senior Brother" every time they met.
It sounds like the bet is a bit unfair, but in fact Lan Xi thinks it is quite fair. Because Moses never calls him Third Senior Brother, but always calls him "sissy" or "sissy". This makes Lan Xi very unhappy, and sometimes he secretly feels angry.
This time, I'll take this opportunity to let Moses know the majesty of Senior Brother Three! Lan Xi snorted inwardly.
At the same time, Moses smiled at Kaxiu with ulterior motives. He was determined to trick Lan Xi this time!
Kaxiu shook his head and glanced to the right.
The second sister, Jiadisi, is now 27 years old. She is taciturn and loves to be in seclusion. Perhaps because of her long years of seclusion, Jiadisi has very fair skin. She is wearing a green fighting suit, with a well-proportioned figure and especially long legs.
She has an above-average appearance, with deep and cool features. She has neatly trimmed short black hair that falls to her ears.
Perhaps realizing that Kaxiu was looking at her, Kate looked back, her lake blue eyes seeming to ask if there was anything wrong.
Kaxiu shook his head quickly.
He withdrew his gaze and sighed. He was not the kind of guy who was good at socializing with the opposite sex. He could get along well with the third and fourth brothers after a fight or two. But when facing the second sister, there was always a layer of estrangement and concern.
Although in fact, he couldn't beat the second sister...
In fact, Kaxiu was very satisfied with the current situation of the core disciples of the Wind Elephant Sect. Everyone was very friendly, not scheming against each other. It would be too uncomfortable if they were inconsistent in appearance and reality.
He really likes this kind of atmosphere now.
Focus all your attention on martial arts and experience the fulfillment of progress bit by bit, instead of wasting your precious time on meaningless internal friction, forming cliques, and cliques.
"Have breakfast first, then go to the exercise room..."
Kaxiu's figure gradually disappeared on the cobblestone road.
Ten days later, in the afternoon, close to evening.
The sky at dusk is like a canvas, painted with red and yellow paint to create sunset glow, and the sky becomes a mysterious palace filled with all kinds of magnificent and mysterious colors. The red sunlight shines into the training room, and a young man with his upper body naked is punching again and again, and screams can be heard in the air.
Kaxiu was breathing heavily, and sweat dripped down his bronze body, soaking his tight training pants. The weather has been getting hotter recently.
“Whoosh!”
A fist as big as a sandbag stopped suddenly in mid-air.
"Okay, time's up. Let's stop here for today and continue tomorrow." Lisha looked at Kasu and stood up.
"Teacher, please go eat first. I feel like I'm getting better from my practice today and I want to practice for a while longer." Kaxiu said, turning around.
"Okay, I've left the key on the table for you. Remember to lock the door when you leave." Lisha put down a brass key and walked out.
Hearing the door creak shut, Kaxiu took a deep breath. He looked at the upper right corner and saw his hands gradually unfolding.
Then he repeated the previous state and continued to practice punching.
"Blue Wind Airflow: One layer 99.9% (two layers in total)"
As he practiced the Blue Wind Airflow more and more, Kaxiu felt that he had a talent for it. The fact that he had achieved the above results after only seven or eight months of practice was proof of that.
There was only the last 0.1 percent left, and he planned to finish it in one go, so he was destined to miss dinner tonight.
It was past eleven in the evening, and the training room was already quite dark, but the window was still shrouded in bright moonlight. Under the moonlight, Kaxiu stood with his hands clasped in front of his chest.
"Blue Wind Airflow: One layer 100.0% (two layers in total)"
The words jumped gently and the numbers gradually became blurred.
"Blue Wind Airflow: Second layer 0.1% (two layers in total)"
He opened his eyes and looked down at his calloused palms. Suddenly, it seemed as if a layer of liquid seeped out from every corner of his palms. A stream of air like quicksand enveloped Kaxiu's palms and moved rapidly in all directions.
"What a wonderful feeling..." Kaxiu realized that he could control the appearance and disappearance of this airflow, as if it were an instinct.
"Try the power."
He looked up at the wooden dummy in the far corner.
He walked over with big strides and slapped the wood without any hesitation. His palm instantly came into contact with the wood, and a layer of wind about one centimeter thick between the two was moving rapidly in all directions, and Kaxiu's palm was immediately wrapped in a large ball of sawdust.
When he let go, a deep palm print appeared on the wooden man, about five or six centimeters deep.
"I haven't used my full strength yet, let's try it with all my strength."
Kaxiu took a deep breath and turned his palm into a fist. The muscles in his entire arm tensed and bounced, and the power burst out instantly.
The fist whizzed through the air and hit the wooden man.
"Electric Drill Fist?!"
In the midst of the wood chips, Kaxiu pulled back his fist. In the center of the wooden stake, which was half the thickness of a man, a black hole sank deep into it, almost piercing through it. This was the result of his full-strength burst, and his fist actually pierced through the hard wood like an electric drill.
"This power is much greater than I imagined..."