Meng Xiang came here with the determination to become stronger, so he naturally did not dare to slack off. On the first day, he ran, swam, climbed volcanoes, slept on a needle board... He practiced twice as much, and his whole body felt like it was limp, but at night, he still practiced aura manipulation until late at night.
It was only the next day, when Huanhai cast the Curse Spirit Ingot on Meng Xiang, that Meng Xiang realized what it meant to live a life worse than death.
Cursed Spirit Medallion is one of the magical techniques of the Reiwa Fist. The person who is cursed will feel as if his whole body is reinforced with hundreds of kilograms of heavy iron. He must concentrate spiritual energy at all times. It is a necessary practice for the inheritor of the Reiwa Fist. Yusuke has also practiced Cursed Spirit Medallion before.
Since Meng Xiang had not yet obtained the "Spiritual Light Jade", his spiritual energy was not enough to resist the Curse Spirit Ingot, so in the first few days, he had to do the most basic physical exercises, such as push-ups and pull-ups. Every night, Huanhai personally guided Meng Xiang, and of course Meng Xiang was beaten every time. After that, Meng Xiang still personally used the spiritual light waves to echo the potential spiritual energy in Meng Xiang's body, guiding out the deepest spiritual power hidden in Meng Xiang's body. After a month, Meng Xiang's spiritual energy was enough to support the Curse Spirit Ingot and he could move normally.
Starting from the second month, Meng Xiang had to do all kinds of physical and spiritual training. The high-intensity training caused Meng Xiang's muscles to tear and hurt. Then at night, when his spiritual power was exhausted and he was almost unable to move due to the influence of the cursed spirit ingot, he had to fight Huan Hai. Huan Hai did not hold back at all, and Meng Xiang was even beaten to the point of vomiting blood.
Fortunately, the barren mountains surrounding the temple were full of spiritual energy, and Huanhai's spiritual wave magic had a strong healing ability. By the next day, his injuries had basically recovered.
Meng Xiang practiced meticulously. He would not give up on anything he was determined to do. He always believed that this was his only advantage. Every night after being beaten half to death by Huan Hai, he would take a short rest and continue to practice his spiritual energy after lying down, so as not to let time pass in vain.
Because the temple is surrounded by spiritual energy, practicing in such an environment can increase the spiritual energy with half the effort.
Although Huanhai's training was harsh, Meng Xiang knew that this seemingly cold Master Huanhai actually cared a lot about his disciples. He was now practicing rigorously every day while also tasting a variety of delicacies. In addition to torturing his body personally, Huanhai also used the spirit wave magic to help him heal his wounds and restore his energy every day.
Unconsciously, Meng Xiang had been practicing for almost two months and had already adapted to the Curse Spirit Ingot.
Late at night, the temple was silent inside and outside. After Meng Xiang completed his practice during the day, he continued to practice concentrated spiritual energy for about 2 hours before falling into a deep sleep.
The clock struck three times, and it was already 3 o'clock in the morning, which was the time when people were most sleepy. In the dimness, he suddenly felt uneasy, as if he was being stared at by some wild beast. Meng Xiang opened his eyes and immediately unlocked his potential. He walked gently to the window and listened to the movement outside the window. There was a subtle breath in the temple that was incompatible with the spiritual energy all over the mountain.
It's evil spirit.
There were many monsters living in the surrounding hills, but all of them were guests of the Phantom Sea and would never sneak into the temple quietly at night. Meng Xiang knew something was wrong and paid closer attention to the movements outside the temple.
In the dim light of the moon, a figure was seen sneaking closer to the temple, and a faint demonic aura was emanating from this figure. The figure groped his way to the temple window, stretched out his hand and gently pulled, and with a "pop" sound, the window frame broke.
If the monster wanted to be a thief, it would never dare to sneak into the temple surrounded by spiritual energy. And despite his best efforts to suppress it, Meng Xiang still felt a faint murderous aura coming out of the monster.
Meng Xiang opened the window and said to the monster not far away with a grin, "Friend, if you want to beg, come here during the day and I guarantee you won't starve. But if you sneak in at night, be careful or I'll call the police."
The monster was stunned for a moment, then ran towards the back mountain without looking back.
The spirit world does not allow monsters with A-level or above demonic energy to stay in the human world, so the back mountain is full of barriers. Meng Xiang is afraid that this monster will cause trouble, and if this triggers the side plot, he will be in trouble.
"Swoosh!" Meng Xiang used the "Shave" to catch up. At this time, he had already adapted to the Curse Spirit Ingot, and even though he felt like he was carrying hundreds of kilograms of burden, his "Shave" speed did not slow down much.
The monster seemed to be in a panic, running along the hillside towards the back mountain. The mountaintop filled with talismans in the distance was already looming. Meng Xiang was very anxious, and dozens of scattered bullets of spiritual energy had been fired.
The monster seemed to have eyes on its back, and it didn't turn its head. It turned a corner and avoided the spiritual energy shooting. This was exactly what Meng Xiang wanted. The muscles in his legs swelled, and his body shot forward like an arrow, blocking the way to the back mountain.
In the light of the moon, I could see that the monster was wearing a black tights, had a medium build, had short, smooth hair, and had an annoying and arrogant face with a hint of sinisterness, a typical image of a gangster.
"Lijiang?" Meng Xiang blurted out. The monster in front of him was a member of the Demon Envoy Team participating in the Dark Martial Arts Tournament, the Earth Envoy Lijiang. In order to win the competition, he used his connections to change the rules of the tournament, which once put the Urameshi team in danger.
The officer snorted and said with great pride: "I didn't expect that even a human like you would know my name. But since you recognize me, you must die."
"Hulala..." A powerful demonic aura emanated from General Shi. The mud on the ground stuck to his body like a magnet, and he was already wearing a very cool set of mud armor.
Nian Tu Dou Yi, this is the Li Jiang's unique skill, of course Meng Xiang recognized it.
Li Jiang's strength cannot be ignored. Meng Xiang originally only wanted to stop him from going to the back mountain, but this aroused his competitive spirit. He has always wanted to know where his strength ranks in "Yu Yu Hakusho". Shi Jiang's strength, in terms of demonic energy, belongs to a B-level lower monster, which just happens to be his test subject.
Meng Xiang's eyes were blank, his muscles bulged, he had completely unlocked the potential lock level 2. In order to test his strength, he did not intend to use the Kaio-ken, but despite this, the surging spiritual energy still faintly fought against the demonic energy on Shi Jiang's body, and he did not lose the upper hand.
Li Jiang seemed to have not expected that Meng Xiang's spiritual energy was so strong. He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "So, you are the one who crushed one of Takeda's disciples last time?"
"That's right, you were sent by Takeda? You want to assassinate Master Huanhai? Aren't you underestimating the master?" After hearing what General Shi said, Meng Xiang finally figured out the purpose of his visit.
"Humph, Huan Hai is just an old woman now. She passed the Reiguang Jade to Yusuke. Now she can only wait for death."
Meng Xiang didn't expect that he knew so much. Because Huan Hai passed the Spiritual Jade to Yusuke, his spiritual energy was no longer as strong as before. It seemed that Takeda had already investigated everything clearly in order to kill Huan Hai.
"Does Master need to use his spiritual energy to deal with you? I heard that you were beaten badly by Kuwabara in the Dark Martial Arts Tournament. As a demon ninja, you have been reduced to being a thug for humans. It's really sad for you."
"Nonsense novel, you are my target anyway, go to hell." The officer rushed forward, punching at him with his fists as fast as lightning under the earthen armor. Meng Xiang felt that the demonic energy emanating from the earthen armor was stronger than the officer's own demonic power. He did not dare to underestimate the enemy, but he did not retreat either, and fought hand-to-hand with the officer with both fists.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Meng Xiang was hit by the official's heavy punch. His body retreated repeatedly and hit his head on a big rock on the side of the mountain.
The officer licked his lips and said proudly, "Your strength is only this much? How dare you speak so arrogantly? I'll kill you first, and then it'll be Huanhai's turn. Humph, and that ugly man Kuwabara Kazuma who made me look so ridiculous at the conference, all of them must die."
“Hehehe…” Meng Xiang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, dusted himself off and said, “You’re fast, but not strong. Compared to the training I usually do, your attack is like fart.”
The officer was furious and yelled with gnashing teeth: "Boy, you dare to laugh at me, die, bombing fist!" The evil spirit on the officer's body became stronger, and the armor on his shoulders swelled like two big hammers, and rushed over as fast as lightning. Meng Xiang protected himself with both hands, only to feel a huge force hitting him like a bulldozer, and his body was involuntarily knocked away, breaking the big rocks behind him. Meng Xiang opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"How about this trick?" The official put his hands on his hips, a smug look on his face.
Meng Xiang coughed and spat out blood, then tore off his torn coat and wrist guard. The two halos wrapped around his wrists were dazzling in the darkness. "This move is quite powerful, but the move is too monotonous. If I had met you two months ago, I might not have been your opponent."
"Huh, what about now?" the official said disapprovingly.
"Now? You are not even worthy of polishing my shoes. Excuse me." Meng Xiang shouted angrily, and the two halos on his hands suddenly disappeared. The spiritual energy surged out like a hurricane, scaring the officers and generals to retreat again and again.
After removing the Curse Spirit Ingot, Meng Xiang's spiritual energy increased by at least 100%, and he also got rid of the hundreds of kilograms of burden on his body. Meng Xiang felt as light as a swallow, and said with a light jump: "Let's proceed to the second round of the competition. I've said it before, if you don't try your best, you will die."
"It's you who will die." The arrogant self-esteem of the official was severely hit. In his rage, his demonic energy became even stronger. "Bombing Fist!" His right shoulder condensed an even stronger demonic power. With a flash of black shadow, he was already in front of Meng Xiang.
Meng Xiang leaned forward with both palms, directly blocking the shoulder hammer from the officer. The powerful force squeezed the soil under his feet, and his whole body began to slide backwards, leaving two deep pits on the ground.
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