Chapter 20: Improving Strength (Please Collect and Read)

In the 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 the supercar, and the envy in their eyes could not be hidden.

Purple Flame Dragon, the latest supercar released by BGA, the top luxury car company in Canglan Realm, 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 skills and practice martial arts."

Qi Sui shook his head, he didn't understand the world of rich people.

"Ding, identity verification, passed!"

Qi Sui walked into the hall holding the identity card that the martial arts school manager had issued to him last time.

The temperature in the martial arts school was still very cold, but it couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm for training.

"Well, sign in, confirm attendance!"

Qi Sui stood in front of the self-service machine, put the identity card on the inspection port for scanning, and his information soon appeared on the screen.

Name: *****

ID: Yingfeng Xiongba Tianxia

Level: Primary sparring partner of martial arts gym

Strength assessment: Martial arts student (not yet entered)

Match: 1

Status: On duty.

In Xia country, martial artists pay great attention to protecting their privacy. After all, sometimes the existence of information gap may affect their lives.

Therefore, in Qinlong martial arts gym, many people are used to showing themselves with pseudonyms and masks.

For people like Sun Rong who can only be regarded as martial arts enthusiasts, it doesn't matter.

Qi Sui found a sofa to sit down, took out his mobile phone and watched short videos.

Some young and beautiful female martial artists can gain a large number of fans by simply posing a few poses, wearing some seductive clothes, and just a little bit of edge.

Who among those ordinary people doesn't want to marry a female martial artist as a wife? Although they may suffer serious domestic violence, it is definitely a very conquering thing to see a strong woman surrender under them.

Qi Sui has no feelings for this kind of blogger.

What annoyed him most was those who were obviously ordinary in strength, but wanted to hang 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.

His conscience was black.

A few minutes later, a message popped up.

"Hello, Yingfeng Xiongba Tianxia, ​​the ID is "If you touch my woman, you will die" and I sent you an invitation to practice with you. Do you want to accept it?"

"You have 3 chances to refuse this month."

"Accept!"

Qi Sui turned and entered the practice lounge, found his own exclusive wardrobe, changed into a pure white martial arts uniform, and finally put on the cold wolf mask, and walked towards the ring on the second floor.

Area A No. 8.

A short and sturdy figure was stepping rhythmically, shouting from time to time and punching the air.

Qi Sui walked slowly, holding the ring rope with both hands, exerting force on his legs, and jumped up.

"Hello, my ID is Yingfeng Xiongba Tianxia, ​​and I am happy to serve you."

He saluted with a fist.

At the same time, he recalled the customer's information in his mind.

"Ordinary member of the martial arts hall."

"Strength rating: Martial Arts Student I"

Compared to the 10 million diamond membership that Sun Rong paid, ordinary membership only has the most basic 500,000 entrance fee.

"Hello, are you new here?"

The opponent wore an eagle mask and spoke in a slightly childish voice, probably a high school student.

"Your strength is quite weak, not even a dan, but don't worry, I will show mercy and will not beat you to death."

You are really a good person.

Qi Sui was speechless for a while.

But after all, he was a customer, so he was still very humble and said: "Thank you, you attack first!"

"Okay, then you be careful."

The eagle mask said no more.

He lowered his center of gravity, with his left palm erected in front of his chest and his right fist hidden behind his waist, posing a very popular starting position among martial arts students.

"Hey, watch my fist!"

Instantly, he moved.

The explosive force of his foot made a dent on the ring. He came to Qi Sui in a few steps like a wolf pouncing on its prey. His right fist rushed to his chest with the momentum of a meteor chasing the moon.

There is something.

This is Qi Sui's evaluation.

But that's all.

He is smart. He used his left hand to touch the elbow of his opponent's right arm, and then pressed down with his whole body. His right hand grabbed the opponent's neck like lightning and threw him over his shoulder without any hesitation.

The eagle mask was like a chicken that had lost its resistance and was thrown not far away.

He stood up with a carp jump, touched his slightly red neck, and said in surprise: "I underestimated you a little. I didn't expect you to react so quickly."

"Interesting, come again!"

Reaction?

Reaction should be his weakest link.

Qi Sui shook his head slightly. After a short fight just now, he knew that the opponent was far from his opponent, but as a sparring partner, he had to let the opponent have fun.

"Golden Ape Skill."

The Eagle Mask used a breathing technique, his chest pumped, and the muscles in his arms were visibly knotted.

"Ape Arm Fist!"

Both fists went straight to his face, with crisp bone crackling, and the fists were heavy and heavy, raising a gust of wind.

It should have a force of about 1,200 pounds.

In the previous life, he could easily knock out a world-class boxing champion.

But in Qi Sui's eyes, it was nothing special.

He controlled the strength and threw both fists over.

The fists collided, and the terrifying force crushed and interacted between bones and flesh.

"Hiss——"

The Eagle Mask took a breath of cold air, and felt that his fists hit the fine iron heavily, and the pain made his eyes red.

He was shocked and took two steps back. He endured the pain and rushed forward again, exerting his boxing skills to the extreme.

Fast and fierce.

One punch after another, like an endless rain, ordinary warriors would be defeated if they were hit by him for a mistake.

But Qi Sui's expression was normal, and he just countered the opponent's moves.

On the small arena, two figures flashed and crossed each other, their movements were fast but extremely precise, and every contact between punches and kicks was like thunder and lightning, making a dull collision sound.

"Hehehe!"

The Eagle Mask shouted to exert force.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, his physical strength began to weaken, sweat rolled down his cheeks, and the rhythm of his breathing method was a little out of sync.

Just a moment of distraction, the fist he threw out was half a beat slower.

Qi Sui's fist took advantage of the situation and went straight to his face.

Before the fist arrived, the terrifying strong wind had already blown his face.

Feeling the power condensed in the fist, the hair on the back of the Eagle Mask's neck exploded, and every pore on his face was twitching uncontrollably. His body was stiff in place, and he completely lost the ability to resist.

"Hello, do you need a rest?"

Qi Sui's voice woke up the Eagle Mask from the dead state. His pupils gradually became focused, and the fist that frightened him was steadily stopped 1cm in front of his eyebrows.

"Yes, yes, I'm a little tired and need a rest!"

The Eagle Mask swallowed hard.

This god is not yet a level.

Just look at the control that the opponent showed just now, which was so easy to control, and his brother might not be able to do so well.

And his brother is a college student who has a martial arts degree in the province, and has an honorary certificate of "Martial Arts Student Second Level" issued by the National Martial Arts Certification Center.

"Well, remember to give a five-star review."

"Okay, okay."

The Eagle Mask looked back with lingering fear, and staggered off the ring.

Qi Sui was still standing on the ring, and he looked at his hands.

This is the first time I have fought with other martial arts students. I feel pretty good. I have never been confident in my own strength before. I think other martial arts students are martial arts masters who can fly over eaves and walls. Now it seems that this is not entirely true.

A mere "Martial Arts Student 1st Stage" is not enough for me to fight.

At the same time, a prompt floated in front of me.

"Battle settlement, defeated, professional [Martial Arts Student] experience +50..."