Chapter 229: Confidence in Reaching the Peak of Martial Arts (4100)

Boom, boom...

The thunder is getting louder and louder, and the rain is getting heavier. In the dark night, it looks like waterfalls hanging from the sky.

Lightning flashes and thunders one after another.

Kaxiu was silent for a long time before digesting some of what Feng Liusi had just said. Fighters are not the end of the secret martial arts, and there are more powerful beings above fighters.

Feng Liusi just said that the old man just released his spirit. As far as the eye can see, it is overwhelming. The spirit in the sky is as hard as rock and surging like a waterfall. Just from such a side description, Kaxiu can imagine how powerful it is.

If you can reach such a realm, high explosives, rockets, and even missiles may not be able to do anything to it.

At this moment, his heart was inexplicably settled, and the previous sense of hesitation and confusion gradually faded away in his mind.

Kaxiu is not afraid of the many realms of the secret martial arts, nor is he afraid of the difficulty of cultivation and the tight bottleneck. He was afraid that the ceiling of the secret martial arts was too low and he could reach it by jumping a few times.

This was definitely not a good thing for Kaxiu.

Ordinary secret martial arts practitioners worked diligently step by step for ten years, and they were talented and perseverant. Maybe they had a certain hope of crossing the threshold of boxers in this life. Of course, they didn't have to think about the peak of secret martial arts, because ordinary secret martial arts practitioners were lucky to reach the level of boxers. As for the late stage of boxers, the several stages of fighters were not something they considered at all. Not to mention after fighters.

Kaxiu was different. He actually had a very firm belief in his heart. He was absolutely confident that he could climb to the peak of the secret martial arts.

With the ability of retrospection in hand, he could enter the past era to continue learning and training, fighting and learning, and growing step by step.

If he couldn't reach the peak in ten years, then thirty or fifty years.

Even a hundred years in the retrospective era.

There were not many obsession antiques and legendary antiques in the real world, but they were definitely not pitifully few. As long as Kaxiu can complete his obsession in the retrospective era and bring his strength back to reality, making himself stronger. Then he will be more capable of collecting the two kinds of antiques, whether by himself or by using his strength to build a force.

Get more and better quality obsession antiques.

This is actually a positive feedback and positive cycle process.

There is still a way forward for fighters in the secret martial arts!

This is a reassurance for Kaxiu. He lay on the suspended wooden bed and exhaled, and there was no more confusion in his eyes. Feng Liusi next to him nodded when he saw this scene.

Young people still need to solve more doubts and praise more.

With confidence, many things will be much easier.

Seeing that Kaxiu stopped talking, Feng Liusi finished the previous story by himself: "The old man released his spirit, and the knife ghost was suppressed in place. However, he did not target his spirit at me, and even seemed to avoid me deliberately. At that time, the situation was urgent and I could not think of anything else. So I ran directly towards the beach. At the last moment, I turned my head and looked at it. I felt that the old man's breath was familiar. Later, I carefully recalled that the breath was similar to Nandou..."

He sighed, and his expression seemed a little regretful.

"Of course, when I recalled it, it was a few days later..."

"I fled from the Eternal Life Island and got on the fishing boat that had been waiting for me on the coast. Not long after our boat left, a drastic change occurred on the Eternal Life Island. The terrifying loud noise could be heard several kilometers away. There was an explosion on the island, just like a volcanic eruption. More than a dozen tons of soil and trees were blasted into the sky by unknown forces, and the whole sky turned red..."

Feng Liusi paused: "I never dared to stay near the Eternal Life Islands again, and took a fishing boat back to the coast of Donghai County..."

"Then I went to Windsor County to recuperate. It was this severe injury that caused me to fall from my peak state. I gradually lost control of the Nandou Hongjiu Fist, and my state of mind was affected by it. Three years ago, I even became obsessed and sealed myself."

"I thought I would keep trying to maintain my state in the Death Canyon until I became completely obsessed. I became a madman, a wild man in the Roka Mountains. Or I would kill myself before I became a madman..."

Feng Liusi subconsciously touched his bare beard.

"So, Kaxiu, I still have to thank you again."

"Thanks to you, I got rid of the state of being obsessed with the Nan Dou Hong Jiu Quan, and even eliminated the hidden injuries and returned to the peak."

Kaxiu seemed to be indifferent and said in a deep voice: "I have actually said it many times, I will help you, and then you will teach me the Nan Dou Hong Jiu Quan. Just think of this as my tuition..."

"Hahaha." Feng Liusi smiled, and then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "I actually have two main purposes for going down the mountain this time. One is Dao Gui, one of the core members of the Gate Organization who seriously injured me ten years ago. A few years ago, I accidentally learned that Dao Gui did not die in the Eternal Life Islands like me, but returned to the Hongli Federation after paying a certain price. I want revenge..."

Kaxiu glanced at Feng Liusi and smiled. This old man had many nicknames when he was young, such as the Killing Fist, the Blood Fist, and the Death Fang. They all have a very murderous nature and like to fight.

It was fine after he was old and weak, but now that his physical condition has returned to its peak, his spirit has returned immediately. If you think about it carefully, this kind of plot of making enemies ten years ago and taking revenge ten years later is really a bit passionate. It’s just that the protagonist is not a young man in a fantasy novel, but an old man.

"If you want to take action against the Gate Organization, I support you."

Kaxiu suddenly said: "I actually have a grudge against the Gate Organization. Sooner or later, I will have to fight with them. If you have any plans, you can take me with you. If one person can't beat Daogui, then let's try to join forces. The purpose of my deep into the secret martial arts world this time is to fight with the strong..."

He was also very unhappy with the Gate Organization. In the real world, he was forced into a desperate situation by a member of the Gate Organization, the fighter Peacock. If it weren't for the ability to rewind, he would have died.

Oh, I thought of Peacock. The current retrospective era is the 110th year of the Federation calendar, and the real world is the 156th year of the Federation calendar. Now is about fifty years ago, and the old man Peacock in the real world is probably about twenty years old now, a young boy.

If he has been exposed to secret martial arts since childhood, he is probably a boxer now?

Anyway, it is unlikely that he will reach the limit of the human body.

If I find the young Peacock now and beat him up... It's a bit interesting to think about it, but it's too embarrassing.

Kaxiu quietly suppressed the bad taste in his heart.

Feng Liusi next to him was a little moved when he heard Kaxiu support him, but he didn't show it, just nodded.

"Okay."

He then talked about his second purpose: "I plan to go to the Eternal Islands again. The two things that impressed me most in my life are learning the Nan Dou secret in the ruins of the Roca Mountains and the experience of the Eternal Islands."

"So next, I will probably find a suitable time to try to go to the Eternal Islands. The old man who is suspected to be in the Holy Fist realm, and the Nan Dou secret in the ancient underground ruins of the Eternal Islands..."

Feng Liusi's idea of ​​what to do next is quite clear.

He turned his head and glanced at Kaxiu: "Kaxiu, I'm afraid I have some things to do in advance after going down the mountain, which will probably delay me for a week to two weeks. I may not go back to Windsha County first, please wait for me at the Red Eagle Fist headquarters for a while."

"I know the purpose of your coming here is to challenge many fighters in the secret martial arts world and improve your boxing skills. It just so happens that I know a little about several fighters in Windsha County, whether they are in office or in seclusion." Hearing this, Kaxiu perked up.

Feng Liusi continued, "There are about five or six fighters in the entire Windsor County, except for me, an old man who is about to die. There are three or four left, two of whom are from the same sect, Mia City Evil Eye Fist! Among them, the great elder of the Evil Eye Fist is a veteran fighter. His Evil Eye Fist is mysterious and unpredictable, and his strength is definitely not weak."

Feng Liusi glanced at Kaxiu and found that Kaxiu listened carefully and then continued, "In addition, there are the masters of Extreme Judo and Blood Hand Fist. These four people are good at..."

He talked freely, allowing Kaxiu to have some understanding of these fighters. It is naturally best to know some information before the battle.

A lion fights a rabbit with all its strength, and there are many cases of boats capsizing in the gutter in the secret martial arts world. Feng Liusi planned to explain it clearly to Kaxiu first.

That night, it rained heavily, and the old and the young talked about a lot of things. Although they were not in the name of master and apprentice, they were in fact master and apprentice.

Early the next morning, in the Rocka Mountains.

The two continued on their way, and there were still many dangers along the way.

It was not until nearly noon that Feng Liusi and Kaxiu emerged from the woods and looked at the empty green grassland in front of them. The blue sky and white clouds, the breeze blowing on the face, and the green grass swaying and crouching.

The faint fragrance of flowers immediately made people feel relaxed and happy.

The two looked at each other.

Immediately, the troops were divided into two groups, Feng Liusi went to one side, and Kaxiu ran towards the direction of Mia City, and his figure gradually disappeared.

August 28, 3 pm, Mia City.

As always, it was the same as always, outsiders kicked the door.

A total of four games, two wins and two losses.

The disciples of the Red Eagle Fist headquarters dojo are in a more and more depressed state.

Sect leader Rune is trying to unite several other equally oppressed medium-sized schools in Windsha County, and want to resist the pressure of the Evil Eye Fist together. Wait for the manic period of the Rocka Mountains to pass, and then send someone to invite the old sect leader Feng Liusi, the absolute pillar.

At the same time, the Great Elder Red Eagle Fist was constantly chatting with other elders, as if he had other ideas in mind.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the nearest city to Windsor County in Kajong County. Namu City, 300 kilometers away from Mia City.

The sky was red at dusk, and the sunset glow was like the paint on the painter's canvas, splashed on the lower edge of the clouds by the brush. It looked magnificent and mysterious, making people dazed and yearning.

A black train stopped at the platform.

Passengers got off the train like a school of fish until everyone was gone. Suddenly, someone got off from the front carriage of the train, a total of more than a dozen people. Regardless of gender, age or status, all of these people were tall and straight, with sharp eyes like swords and a strong temperament. There was a sword-shaped silver clip on their necks.

It shone slightly in the sun, very iconic.

Among them, there was a young man walking in the middle. He was wearing a light-colored windbreaker, half-long purple hair, and black eyes with red. He had a blank expression, and his temperament was cold and low.

There was also a long tool hanging around his waist, wrapped in white bandages. But it can be seen that it was a sword.

"Lance, this is the last stop in Cajun County, Nam City." An old man with a bald head and some reflections next to him looked at the pointed railway station in front of him and said, "The headquarters of the Thorn Pavilion Secret Sword Association is here. The president is a master who has reached the level of a boxer ten years ago. I'm afraid he is even stronger now..."

He turned his head and glanced at the purple-haired young man.

"How is it? Are you confident?"

"Hehe..." Lance sneered: "Teacher, you should ask them this question, not me. As long as I have a sword in my hand and can use the Soul-Destroying Sword, I will never be afraid. Even when I was sparring with the master of the fighter level, I was never afraid of being wrapped in that aura..."

"Okay." The old man patted Lance on the shoulder: "Fight all the way and successfully build your own invincible momentum. The probability of you entering the fighter realm within five years is at least 50%!"

At 7 pm, Nam City, night fell.

On a remote street in the north of the city, a dozen warriors wearing silver sword buckles marched in a uniform pace.

Until they turned an intersection and a building similar to a martial arts dojo appeared in front of them, everyone stopped.

They stood quietly and looked ahead.

On the road, only one purple-haired young man continued to walk towards that building. He had a handsome face, but his temperament seemed very cold. He had a tall figure and wore a pair of velvet gloves.

Ta-ta-ta...

The footsteps were getting farther and farther away.

A bandage originally used to wrap the sword fell from the hem of the windbreaker and was carried by the cold wind towards the street corner.

Clink!

The sword was unsheathed, and a cold moonlight flashed on the edge.

The handle was held by a hand wearing a white glove.

"Who is it?!" The guard at the entrance of the dojo was frightened.

Lance took a step forward, and his light-colored windbreaker was blown back by the airflow, and a reflective long sword in his right hand seemed to capture the moonlight.

"Lance, the first core of the Soul-Destroying Sword. I want to challenge the president of the Thorn Pavilion Secret Sword Association, Hua Secret Sword, and I hope the president will teach me!"

August 29th, one o'clock in the afternoon.

Kant City, one city away from Mia City.

On the busy street, a man wearing a hat and sunglasses held a map in his left hand and a cuttlefish roll wrapped in newspaper in his right hand. He ate a few bites while walking.

Halfway through the meal, he also asked a passerby where the address of the Blood Hand Fist Martial Arts School was, and where it was on the map.

"Thank you, sorry for the trouble." Kaxiu closed the map.

"You're welcome, beautiful lady. It's a piece of cake." The young man who was asked for directions snapped his fingers, and his face was extremely smiling.

Kaxiu nodded, and his smile also became more and more overflowing.

The two passed by each other, and the young man took a few steps, and suddenly felt numb in his body, and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was not injured, just a little bruise on his knees, and the skin was not scratched.

"Snap!"

The young man's head shook.

He seemed to hear someone snapping his fingers behind him.