Chapter 25: Use Your Strength to Challenge the Opponent

Three days later.

Xue Jing's home, in the 'gym'.

[You practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]

[You practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]

[You practiced...]

Looking at the prompts on the panel that popped up more than a dozen times, Xue Jing felt the various rhythms generated in his body when he breathed.

The stretching of bones, the operation of internal organs, the contraction and expansion of muscles...

He stared at his arm in a daze, and the muscles under the skin expanded and contracted with his breathing, like a living thing with independent consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, until a critical point, Xue Jing felt a stream of heat gushing out from all over his body, and with the rhythm of his breathing, it quickly condensed towards his right arm.

He walked silently to the vertical sandbag in the middle of the room, bent his knees slightly, put his right hand behind his waist, and posed a posture of about to throw a straight punch.

Xue Jing took a deep breath and threw a straight punch.

"Bang!!"

Compared to his previous punches, this punch was not fast and powerful.

But the vertical sandbag with a base of 300 kilograms seemed to be hit by an oncoming car. With the place where the fist hit as the center, the whole sandbag was bent into a shrimp, flew out horizontally, and hit the wall, shaking the whole room.

[Conditions have been met, activate the skill: Use Strength]

[Use Strength Lv1 (0/300)]

In an instant, the strength that was originally just a flash of inspiration was quickly mastered by him and turned into his instinct.

Xue Jing's eyes were filled with joy.

He immediately used the breathing method, and the internal organs of his body immediately followed his breathing and operated, producing various rhythms, converting into kinetic energy, and "creating" strength.

Xue Jing's mind moved, and the strength flowed to his right foot, and then he raised his foot and stepped!

Crack——

The tile floor cracked, and the reinforced concrete under the tiles also cracked a little, and the floor shook.

[Hit the floor, strength experience +1]

Xue Jing's mouth twitched.

He just had a hammer in his hand, and he couldn't help but use the floor as a nail.

I hope my mother doesn't notice it when she comes back.

Maomao squatted beside him, tilting his head to look at Xue Jing, with an anthropomorphic look of disbelief on his face.

"... You said you just came into contact with breathing methods three days ago?"

"Yes." Xue Jing nodded and straightened the vertical sandbag that was knocked out by his punch.

"You have never been exposed to martial arts before?" Maomao's tail shook.

"How many times do you want to ask." Xue Jing was a little helpless.

"I've said it before, I have invincible talent and amazing wisdom."

He said without blushing or beating his heart.

Maomao rolled his eyes: "Yes, he is quite talented, but it is too early to say that he is invincible. There are geniuses in this world who can learn strength as soon as they come into contact with breathing methods."

"Even some big companies can use special scientific and technological means to create such "geniuses"."

"The world is big, you are just a little talented, don't get carried away."

Ning Fengwan solemnly warned.

Xue Jing smiled, walked in front of it, pinched its arrogant little face: "I know."

"Don't touch me, and call me the leader." Maomao said indifferently.

"Okay, Master Xiaowan." Xue Jing rubbed its cat head.

Ning Fengwan just refuted out of habit. She has been used to Xue Jing's rudeness in the past three days.

"However, since you have such a talent and have already practiced strength, then we have to change the way to enter the Canglong Dojo..."

Maomao thought for a while and said.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Xue Jing asked in confusion.

The cat jumped up and sat on Xue Jing's shoulder. It licked its paw and said:

"If you got in purely because of my relationship, then you are a real 'relationship person'. It is inevitable that you will be looked down upon and treated differently."

"Then how can we get in? Teacher Wan." Xue Jing saw that it looked like a little adult, a little cute, and couldn't help but joked.

It seemed that it was quite satisfied with the title of teacher. The cat's tail couldn't help but wag, and a hint of anthropomorphic pride appeared on its little face.

"Of course, that's the rule of the underworld, kicking the club!"

...

On the other side, at the dock of Nancheng District.

A strong old man wearing a black short coat, with gray hair, a gloomy face, and a body as tall as a thousand-year-old pine, walked slowly into a warehouse with his hands behind his back.

In the warehouse, Duan Kaiping and a black-clothed young man named Yunye had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the old man coming in, Duan Kaiping's face suddenly became serious. He knelt down in front of him, supported his hands on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully:

"Kaiping greets my teacher. I wish my teacher good fortune and a long life!"

Yunye, who was standing next to him, looked at this scene and sneered, as if he was disdainful.

"..."

The old man, Jiao Hongyuan, the owner of the Golden Wind Dojo, did not change his expression at all. He just said to Duan Kaiping calmly, "Well, get up."

Then he turned to Yun Ye and said, "Where are the things?"

Yun Ye shook his neck and pointed his thumb back at a three-meter-high container in the warehouse.

"Knowing that you would come back today, I brought it and put it in there."

"Then, our transaction with Kant Company is now over. Send the remaining money to..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiao Hongyuan turned his eyes to him and interrupted him without any fluctuations in his tone:

"End?"

"You may have forgotten that when placing the order, Kant Company clearly stated that it must be kept confidential and must not be leaked."

"How did you do it? You swaggered through the edge city and rushed in directly?"

"Now that the Sixth Agency has intervened in the investigation, do you know how big a trouble this is?"

Yun Ye sneered, "What do you think?"

Jiao Hongyuan smiled.

"I heard that the 'Tianxu Insect Mother' can give birth to corresponding special insect species according to the different things it is fed. I am very curious about this. Is it true?" Yun Ye frowned and raised his left hand wearing an arm-covering glove without hesitation, aiming at Jiao Hongyuan and the others. However, at the same time he raised his arm, Jiao Hongyuan's strong body had disappeared from the spot. Duan Kaiping didn't react to what happened. Just a flash of his eyes, Jiao Hongyuan had appeared behind Yun Ye, shaking off the blood on his right hand. "Golden Wind... White Rainbow Sword..." Yun Ye said the last sentence with difficulty in a hoarse voice, and his head and left hand slid down and fell to the ground. The headless body was still standing, and the cuts on the neck and arms had no curling edges, as if they were cut by an extremely sharp and peerless divine weapon. "Master... this..." Duan Kaiping swallowed his saliva, a little frightened. "These desperate criminals are too rough in both their conduct and their work. It's their luck to die in my hands." Jiao Hongyuan said slowly.

"Master, what about the others?" Duan Kaiping said worriedly.

"Of course, we will go down with him. Kant Company has already dealt with it."

Jiao Hongyuan put his hands behind his back and looked at the three-meter-high container in front of him. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be some kind of beast-like breathing coming from it.

"Kaiping, where are the things I asked you to prepare?"

Duan Kaiping said respectfully: "It's ready. All the cockroaches are farmed, not purchased from outside. The people are also ready. All are officially recorded as dead or missing..."

Jiao Hongyuan nodded with satisfaction: "Prepare more. After a while, when the attention from above is shifted away from Qingcheng, we can start planning."

"Yes." Duan Kaiping replied.

"By the way, Master, didn't the junior brother come back with you?"

"He is still participating in the selection competition in Fengcheng. He has to play a few more games..."

...

In front of a building in Dongcheng District

Xue Jing was wearing casual clothes suitable for activities. He raised his hand to block the dazzling midday sun and looked up at the building.

"The Hidden Dragon Dojo is on the 17th floor. GOGOGO, go up!"

Maomao sat on Xue Jing's shoulder, pointed his paw upwards, and urged.

...

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