Chapter 20 Strength Improvement (Please collect and read)
evening.
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, unable to hide the envy in their eyes.
Zi Yan You Long, 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 so much money to buy exercises and practice martial arts."
Qi Sui shook his head. He didn't understand the world of rich people.
"Hey, 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: Windward Dominates the World
Level: Junior sparring partner in martial arts gym
Strength assessment: Martial arts student (not yet qualified for Dan)
Number of sessions: 1
Status: Attendance.
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.
Therefore, many people in Qinlong Martial Arts School are accustomed to showing themselves with pseudonyms and masks.
People like Sun Rong can only be regarded as martial arts enthusiasts, so naturally it doesn't matter.
Qi Sui found a random 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 striking 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 no sympathy for this kind of blogger.
What displeased him the most were those who had ordinary abilities but wanted to claim the title of "Martial Arts Master," and then relied on video editing to exaggerate their abilities 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: Whoever touches my woman will die. Please accept it."
"You have three more opportunities to decline this month."
"accept!"
Qi Sui turned around and entered the sparring lounge, found his own exclusive 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 Yingfeng Xiongba Tianxia. I am happy to serve you."
He cupped his fists and saluted.
At the same time, the customer's information is recalled in the mind.
"Ordinary member of the martial arts school."
"Strength Rating: Martial Arts Student Level I"
Compared with Lotus Sun who paid 10 million for diamond membership, ordinary membership only pays the most basic admission fee of 500,000.
"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 rank of Duan, but don't worry, I will be merciful and won't beat you to death."
Then you are such a nice person.
Qi Sui was speechless for a while.
But he was a customer after all, so he still said humbly: "Thank you, you can attack here first!"
"Okay, then be careful."
The eagle-faced mask said no more.
He lowered his center of gravity, raised his left palm in front of his chest, and hid his right fist behind his waist, assuming a starting position that was very popular among martial arts students.
"Drink and 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. His right fist had the force of a shooting star chasing the moon, heading straight for his chest.
Something.
This is Qi Sui’s evaluation.
But that's about it.
He has sharp ears and eyes, and uses his left hand skillfully to hit 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 was like a chicken that had lost its resistance and was thrown away not far away.
He stood up suddenly, touched his slightly red neck, and said with some surprise: "I'm a bit underestimating you. I didn't expect you to react very quickly."
"It's interesting, come again!"
reaction?
Reaction is probably my weakest link.
Qi Sui shook his head slightly. After the brief exchange just now, he knew that the opponent was far from his opponent, but as a sparring partner, he had to make his opponent enjoy the fight.
"Golden Ape Kung Fu."
The eagle-faced mask used breathing techniques, and when the chest was beating, the muscles in both arms were obviously knotted.
"Ape Arm Fist!"
The fists went straight to the face, and there was a crisp crack of bones. The fists were powerful and heavy, creating a strong wind.
It should have a force of about 1,200 pounds.
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.
"hiss--"
The eagle-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, held back the pain, and rushed forward again, using his boxing skills to the extreme.
Fast and fierce.
One punch after another, like an endless rain, an ordinary warrior would be defeated if he accidentally punched him.
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.
"Drink, drink, drink!"
The eagle-faced mask uses violent shouting to gain strength.
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 fist he swung out was half a beat too slow.
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-faced mask exploded, and every pore on his face twitched uncontrollably. His 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!"
The eagle-faced mask swallowed hard.
This god is so unqualified.
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 it feels pretty good. I have never been confident in my own strength before, and 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 me.
"Battle settlement, defeated, professional [Martial Arts Student] experience +50..."
(End of chapter)