Chapter 78 - 77: Unveiling (Part 2)

"Ah!"

He let out an astonishing scream of agony, his arm was forcibly twisted behind him by Lou Yi.

Subsequently, the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground, barely able to move, like a dead dog.

It’s unimaginable how immense the power Lou Yi applied to him at this moment.

"Stop it!"

Zhou Yang’s expression changed, he shouted loudly, his body shot forward like an arrow with a ’swoosh’, while his palm aimed towards Lou Yi’s face.

’Clap!’

The thunderous explosion made Lou Yi’s scalp tingle, and every hair on his body stood up.

Without thinking, he leaped back while neatly throwing Huang Longgang back to the opponent.

"You, your strike was too ruthless!" Zhou Yang supported Huang Longgang, turned his head, and glared at Lou Yi fiercely.

Lou Yi felt a slight chill in his heart, but did not admit it verbally: "Senior Brother Zhou, in a martial competition, it’s hard for me to hold back."

At the same time, he slightly parted his legs, one in front of the other, ready to change positions at any time, wary of the other attacking again.

Fortunately, under the watchful eyes of many, Zhou Yang didn’t shamelessly continue to attack Lou Yi, only snorted coldly to show his displeasure.

In his arms, Huang Longgang’s face was twisted, and his eyes glared at Lou Yi with resentment.

Lou Yi completely ignored it, but he knew in his heart that the enmity between them could not be resolved.

And Zhou Yang taking sides was also noted in his mind.

Huang Longgang was quickly taken away by Zhou Yang for treatment, and the others on site returned to their normal training.

"Brother Liu, I didn’t expect you to have innate divine power, looking forward to entering the Martial Arts Arena with you." A gentle and pleasant voice came.

Jia Hong walked towards Lou Yi like a light green swan, her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation, inviting good feelings from others.

In the Extreme Fist Sect, registered disciples are outer disciples, only allowed to train at the Martial Arts Training Ground.

Only those disciples who received the Breathing Technique are inner sect disciples, qualified to go to the Martial Arts Arena.

It’s said there are always many inner disciples stationed there, like Chen Muju and Zhou Yang, such breaking through martial artists are everywhere.

Unexpectedly, Lou Yi just slightly responded with a ’hm’ and turned his head to practice boxing, making Jia Hong’s smile freeze slightly.

"I won’t disturb you practicing boxing, Brother Liu."

Jia Hong, being very well-mannered, smiled and left, attracting the wandering eyes of many disciples who only followed her graceful figure.

"Miss Jia is beautiful, with a gentle temperament, truly a fairy-like figure."

"This Lou Yi doesn’t know what’s good for him..."

The disciples on the scene murmured, looking at Lou Yi with somewhat unfriendly eyes.

"Haha, I’m really starting to like you more." Zhan Weida shook his folding fan gently, swaggering over to chat with Lou Yi, "This girl Jia Hong, appears pure but has a heart as deep as the sea, I’ve always disliked such women."

Lou Yi said nothing, only continued to weigh those martial training devices beside him, stone locks, stone hammers, stone discs, iron melons, and so on.

Seeing Lou Yi ignoring him, Zhan Weida was not embarrassed, his face full of confidence: "In the whole courtyard, there are few I, Zhan Weida, find worth noticing, and you’re one of them."

Lou Yi found a two-foot-long stone lock, lifted it easily with one hand, its weight estimated to exceed two hundred pounds, which made Zhan Weida on the side blink rapidly.

"Your basic strength is terrifying, many who have practiced the Breathing Technique are not as strong as you. My eye, Zhan Weida, really isn’t just for show, hahaha." Zhan Weida muttered to himself on the side.

Seeing Lou Yi still ignoring him, he became a little anxious, even lazy to swing his fan, "I, old Zhan, speak straightforwardly. I want to be friends with you."

"Sure." Lou Yi didn’t even raise his head, responding casually.

Zhan Weida was taken aback, smiled bitterly while touching his nose, "You’re quite interesting, kid."

"I want to learn the Breathing Technique, can I directly approach Senior Brother Chen?" Lou Yi asked.

"You already made it sound like a clap?" Zhan Weida’s eyes were fixed on Lou Yi, "If I remember correctly, you’ve been here for less than a month, right?"

"I’ve practiced boxing before; you can see I’m older than the rest of you."

"Still impressive. Those masterful with punches, haven’t they all practiced for ten or eight years? Even if they come to learn Extreme Fist, they can’t grasp it immediately." Zhan Weida lamented for a while, then continued,

"The Breathing Technique is a core of a sect, even the introductory Chapter before achieving martial artist status.

To learn it, you need Chen Muju to have a sect elder stationed for assessment.

Even if you pass, you can’t learn it right away, you have to have your background checked up to three generations, sign a confidentiality document, to acquire the true inheritance."

"Thanks for letting me know." Lou Yi put down the equipment in his hand, cupped his hands to express gratitude as the other provided detailed information.

"It’s a small matter." Zhan Weida chuckled, his big eyes blinking.

...

In the following days, Huang Longgang did not appear, seemingly off for treatment.

The instructor teaching boxing switched from Zhou Yang to Chen Muju.

Lou Yi and Zhan Weida became increasingly familiar with each other.

Their exchanges increased daily, sticking together all day long, it could be said they regretted meeting so late, at least Zhan Weida thought so unilaterally.

Lou Yi also learned about the other’s background.

The Zhan Family, not inferior to the Huang Family, engaged in the herbal medicine industry.

In Tai City alone, they have five or six chain pharmacies, and even in neighboring Jiang City, Yang City, Lian City, they have branches.

If it were in the past life, it would be a company of stock market level.

Unfortunately, Zhan Weida isn’t the eldest son, he’s ranked second in the family and is not heavily valued.

Of course, Lou Yi only makes friends based on character, not caring too much about background.

Anyway, as long as he’s given enough time, others’ backgrounds will become mere backdrops for him.

"Do you know what realm Senior Brother Chen and that Zhou Yang have reached?"

Lou Yi, this outsider, only knows martial artists are divided into one blood, two blood levels, beyond that, it’s a bit vague.

"They should be Small Cycle Martial Artists, as for Great Cycle, even some elders in the Extreme Fist Sect may not reach it."

From Zhan Weida, Lou Yi learned a lot of common knowledge.

Three Blood Minor Circulation, Secret Blood achieves the trend of three talents circulating within the human body, gradually forming tough fascia under the skin.

Compared to Xu Xi, a two blood martial artist, the strength will see a qualitative leap, capable of fighting three at once without an issue.

Five Blood Great Circulation, Secret Blood achieves the state of five elements circulation within the human body, bones and skin gradually highly fortified, greatly enhancing not only strength but also endurance.

But Great Cycle Martial Artists are rare throughout Tai City, each one is a sect pillar and core combat strength.

’Small Cycle...’

Lou Yi considered in his heart, based on intuition, he probably couldn’t match them now.

Zhou Yang, that guy, is quite unfriendly towards him, so he needs to keep improving his strength to avoid being taken advantage of.

As for Huang Longgang, he doesn’t look like a forgiving person.

These days, when Lou Yi leaves the building, he cautiously takes a detour, afraid of being followed back to his lair by someone else.

...

A few days later, one night.

Just as Lou Yi returned to his rented place, he saw a pink-clad girl waiting at the door.

With her noticeable twin buns, round face, and sweet smile, she was Tian Su’s maid Xiaoqian.

"Miss asked me to bring you something." Xiaoqian handed over a black brocade box.

Lou Yi opened it and looked.

The item was square, palm-sized, gray-white all over, with natural spirals engraved on the surface, like a piece of art.

"Stone Spirit?"

Lou Yi felt a burst of joy in his heart, just worried about how to improve his strength, and here came a pillow as he was about to doze off.

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