Chapter 20: Strength and improvement (please collect and read)
Chapter 20 Strengthening Strength (Please collect and read)
evening.
At the entrance of Qinlong Martial Arts School.
A low-key purple supercar attracted Qi Sui’s attention.
Several young girls were posing for videos around this supercar, and they couldn't hide the envy in their eyes.
Ziyan Youlong, the latest super sports car released by BGA, the top luxury car company in the Canglan world, is limited to 300 units worldwide, and the price of each one on the market exceeds 50 million Xia coins.
“It would be great to use this much money to buy exercises and practice martial arts.”
Qi Sui shook his head. He didn’t understand the world of rich people.
“Dip, identity verification is in progress, passed!”
Qi Sui walked into the hall holding the ID badge that the martial arts school steward had given him last time.
The temperature in the martial arts hall is still very cold, but it cannot stop everyone's enthusiasm for training.
“Well, sign in and confirm your attendance!”
Qi Sui stood in front of the self-service machine, placed his ID tag at the detection port and scanned it, and his information soon appeared on the screen.
Name:*****
ID: Facing the wind and dominating the world
Level: Junior sparring partner at martial arts school
Strength assessment: Martial arts student (not yet qualified for Dan)
Shows: 1
Status: On duty.
In the Xia Kingdom, warriors attach great importance to protecting privacy. After all, sometimes the existence of poor information may be related to their own lives.
So in the Qinlong Martial Arts School, many people are used to showing others with pseudonyms and masks.
For people like Sun Rong, they can only be regarded as martial arts enthusiasts, so naturally it doesn’t matter.
Qi Sui found a sofa and sat down, took out his mobile phone and started watching short videos.
Some young and beautiful female warriors can gain a large fan base by simply posing in a few poses, wearing some tempting clothes, and just brushing the edges.
Those ordinary people who don't want to marry a female warrior as their wife, although they may suffer severe domestic violence, watching a powerful woman surrender under him is definitely a very conquering thing.
Qi Sui has nothing to do with this kind of blogger.
What he dislikes the most is those who are obviously average in strength, but still claim the title of "martial arts master", and then rely on video editing to exaggerate their strength in order to deceive ordinary people into accepting disciples or selling lessons.
My conscience is darkened.
A few minutes later, a message popped up.
“Hello, Yingfeng Xiongba Tianxia, I have sent you a sparring invitation with the ID: Touch My Woman, Death. Please accept it.”
“You have 3 rejection opportunities left this month.”
"accept!"
Qi Sui turned around and entered the sparring room, found his own wardrobe, put on his pure white martial arts uniform, and finally put on the cold wolf-faced mask and walked towards the ring on the second floor.
No. 8, Zone A.
A short and powerful figure was walking rhythmically, shouting loudly from time to time, and punching the air.
Qi Sui walked over slowly, holding the ring rope with both hands, exerting force on his legs, and jumped up.
Hello, my ID is Yingfengxiongbatianxia. I am very happy to serve you.
He saluted with clasped fists.
At the same time, the customer’s information is recalled in the mind.
“Ordinary members of martial arts schools.”
“Strength Rating: Martial Arts Student I Level”
Compared to the diamond membership fee of 10 million RMB paid by Lotus Sun, the ordinary membership fee is only the basic admission fee of 500,000 yuan.
“Hello, are you new here?”
The opponent wears an eagle mask and speaks in a slightly childish voice. He should be a high school student.
"Your strength is quite weak, you haven't even reached the first level, but don't worry, I will be merciful and I won't beat you to death."
Then you are such a nice person.
Qi Sui was speechless for a while.
However, he was a customer after all, so he still said humbly: "Thank you, you can attack here first!"
“Okay, then be careful.”
Hawk face mask no more words.
He lowered his center of gravity, raised his left palm in front of his chest, and hid his right fist behind his waist, adopting a starting stance that was very popular among martial arts students.
“Drink, let’s watch the punches!”
In an instant, he moved. The ring was dented by the explosive power of his feet. He was like a wolf rushing towards prey. He arrived in front of Qi Sui in a few steps, and his right fist was like a shooting star chasing the moon, heading straight for his chest.
Something.
This is Qi Sui’s evaluation.
But that’s all.
He has sharp ears and eyes, and uses his left hand skillfully to point it at the elbow of his opponent's right arm. Then he presses down with his whole body, pinches the opponent's neck with his right hand like lightning, and throws him over the shoulder unceremoniously.
The eagle-faced mask is like a chicken that has lost its resistance and was thrown away not far away.
He stood up straight, touched his slightly red neck, and said with some surprise: "I'm a little underestimated of you, I didn't expect you to react very quickly."
“It’s interesting, come again!”
reaction?
Reaction should be your weakest link.
Qi Sui shook his head slightly. After the brief exchange, he knew that the opponent was far from his opponent, but as a sparring partner, he had to give his opponent a good fight.
“Golden Ape Skill.”
The eagle-faced mask uses breathing techniques. When the chest is inflated, the muscles of the arms are obviously knotted.
“Ape Arm Fist!”
The fists went straight to the face, and there was a crisp sound of bones. The fists were powerful and heavy, setting off a wisp of strong wind.
Should have about 1,200 pounds of strength.
In his previous life, he could easily KO a world-class boxing champion.
But in Qi Sui’s eyes, it’s just nothing.
He controlled his strength and threw his fists away as well.
The fists collided, and the terrifying force crushed and interacted between bones and flesh.
ifier
Hawk-faced mask took a breath of cold air and felt his fist hit the fine iron hard, which hurt so much that his eyes turned red.
He was so shocked that he took two steps back. Holding back the pain, he rushed forward again, using his boxing skills to the extreme.
Fast, medium and fierce.
One punch after another, like an endless rain. If an ordinary warrior makes a mistake and gets punched by him, he will probably lose.
But Qi Sui's expression remained as usual, he was just showing off his skills.
On the small arena, two figures flashed and intertwined, their movements were fast but extremely precise. Between punches and kicks, every contact was like thunder and lightning, making a dull impact sound.
“Drink, drink, drink!”
Hawk-face mask is used to gain strength by drinking violently.
After fighting for dozens of rounds, his physical strength began to weaken, sweat rolled down his face, and his breathing rhythm could not keep up.
It was just a flash of magic, and the punch was half a beat too late.
Qi Sui took advantage of the situation and rushed in with his fist, heading straight for the front door.
Before the punch came, the terrifying wind was already blowing in his face.
Feeling the power condensed in the fist, the hairs on the back of the eagle-face mask exploded, and every pore on the face was twitching uncontrollably. The body froze in place, completely losing the ability to resist.
“Hello, do you need a rest?”
Qi Sui's voice woke up the eagle-faced mask from its dead state. His pupils gradually became focused, and the fist that frightened him was steadily stopping 1cm in front of his eyebrows.
“Yes, yes, I’m a little tired and need a rest!”
Hawk Mask swallowed hard.
This **** is so out of line.
With the control that the other party showed just now with ease of sending and receiving, and with ease, his brother may not be able to do it so well.
And his brother is a college student with a bachelor's degree in martial arts. He has the honorary certificate of "Second Dan in Martial Arts" issued by the National Martial Arts Certification Center.
“Well, remember to give it a five-star review.”
“Okay, okay.”
The eagle-faced mask looked back with fear, then staggered down the ring.
Qi Sui was still standing on the ring, looking at his hands.
This is the first time I have played against other martial arts students, and I feel pretty good. I have never been confident in my own strength before, and I thought that other martial arts students were all martial arts masters who could fly over walls and walls, but now it seems that is not the case.
A mere "1st Dan Martial Arts Student" is really not enough for me to fight on my own.
At the same time, a prompt floated out in front of my eyes.
“Battle settlement, defeat, professional [Martial Arts Student] experience +50…”
(End of this chapter)