chapter 6 Dragon and Tiger Boxing

Stanley saw a trace of evil in the eyes of the young man in white shirt looking at him.
"Do I know you?" Stanley frowned.
The young man in white shirt snorted coldly, his face full of arrogance, "Of course you don't know me, because you are not qualified to know me at all!"
"Since I don't know you, you say I'm ungrateful as soon as you come up. Who are you?" Stanley sneered.
"Huh?" A sharp coldness flashed in the eyes of the young man in white shirt, but then a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "No wonder you, a humble pariah, dare to go against the Zhang brothers. You are indeed very bold. "
"But I advise you to know your identity clearly. It is impossible for Yedda to have any interaction with a pariah like you." The young man in white shirt said in a strong tone, with sharp eyes and a threatening aura.
Stanley glanced at Yedda. This woman was very beautiful. In terms of his secret love for Yedda, it was rather an appreciation of good things.
With the Life and Death Bead, Stanley believed that his future achievements would never be limited to a small Qing Yun City. After experiencing one incident after another, he also discovered that in this world, without strong strength, everything would be impossible.
Therefore, what Stanley wanted to pursue in his heart was peerless martial arts. As long as he had enough power, what kind of woman he couldn't get?
Moreover, the young man in white shirt was aggressive and mocked and belittled him, but Yedda remained silent. Did it mean that she actually thought so in her heart?
"Fei, stop talking." Yedda frowned and said, "Stanley is the person who helped me. I don't allow you to talk about him like this."
Then she looked at Stanley and said, "If you fail to pass the assessment in three months, I will write you a letter of introduction. You can take it to Liu's house and someone will make arrangements for you."
As she spoke, she took out a piece of delicate letter paper from her sleeve and handed it to Stanley.
Stanley burst out laughing. She was the daughter of the Liu family. If he went to her house to work as a guard, would it be regarded as a disguised rejection, letting him know the difference in status between him and her?
From the way Yedda looked at him, Stanley could understand some obscure meanings.
"No, thank you for your kindness." Stanley refused without hesitation, and pointed to the three martial arts secret books in his arms, saying, "I have to go back to practice, so I'm leaving."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards the door without looking back.
Yedda was slightly startled with her beautiful eyes flashed, and thoughtful.
Fei Xu, the young man in white shirt, snorted disdainfully, "Yedda, what do you care about this untouchable?"
Yedda shook her head, "Maybe I hurt his self-esteem by doing this."
"Self-respect?" Fei became even more disdainful, "Do untouchables have the right to talk about self-esteem?"
After registering with the Presbyter guarding the library, Stanley walked out of this place that contained many martial arts secrets with three martial arts secret books in his arms.
He didn't know how long it took to choose martial arts in the library. When he came out of the library, he didn't see Hui and Harry. They probably went to the medical room to treat their injuries.
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"The annual assessment will be held in three months. Students aged fourteen and seventeen must take the assessment. Those who fail will be expelled from the Martial Hall."
The reason why there were such regulations in the Martial Hall was because martial arts training was difficult. The further one went, the more difficult it was to upgrade. Therefore, for the Martial Hall, students who couldnot meet the requirements were not worth of training and would naturally be eliminated.
Of course, if students in the junior grade under the age of fourteen were promoted to the fifth level, they could take the assessment and be directly promoted to the intermediate grade. The same was true for intermediate students being promoted to the advanced grade.
In his room, Stanley calmed down. He visualized the life meridian diagram in his mind, and performed the invert bone material.
The first thing he had to do was to improve this second-grade material.
It took two days for Stanley to finally complete the improvement of the invert bone material, and it had reached its limit and could not continue to improve.
Then Stanley began to practice according to the improved technique. The vitality of heaven and earth gathered on his body surface, forming a hazy white mist. After the vitality entered the body, Stanley would feel the throbbing of his soul, and under the affect of the Life and Death Bead. Next, the vitality absorbed into the body would be transformed into the bipolar Qi of life and death.
The fourth to sixth levels of culyivation belonged to the stage of refining the muscles and quenching the bones. The energy of life and death were refined into the muscles and bones. While strengthening the muscles and bones, the internal energy was also stored in the muscles and bones, so that they could be used as desired during battle.
Therefore, the higher the cultivation level of a warrior was, the richer the inner energy and the stronger the power were.
Time was forgotten in cultivation. This time of retreat was far longer than the previous one, and a month past in the blink of an eye.
In just a few days before, he had broken through from the second level to the fourth level, but the speed of his cultivation began to slow down.
On the one hand, it was because the higher the cultivation level was, the more difficult it was to upgrade. On the other hand, it was because Stanley, unlike those from aristocratic families, had superior cultivation conditions.
Slowly opening his eyes, Stanley felt the cultivation in his body and mused, "It took me a month to finally reach the fifth level. If I can be like those of the aristocratic family, taking elixirs and exercitation, in the time time, I can at least reach the sixth level!"
Stanley had nothing to do about this. Whether it was elixirs, exercitation, or vitality stones used to activate exercitation, it was all expensive and required a large investment of money.
"The cultivation level has been improved, and the next step is martial arts and body skills!"
Stanley got down from the bed and began to practice the second-grade martial arts Dragon and Tiger Boxing in the room. The wind of the fist was fierce, and there seemed to be the roar of dragons and tigers. The power was much more powerful than the Buffalo Boxing in the past.
But Stanley was not satisfied. He visualized the life meridian diagram in his mind to further improve this martial skill.
The inner energy of the of life and death circulated in the skin, flesh and muscles. The mystery of life and the horror of death contained some profound truth, which was imprinted on his body and soul. This feeling was very wonderful.
Roaring!
Stanley's body ran like a tiger pouncing on a prey, with a hazy black brilliance rising on the surface of his body, and the aura of death filled the air, as if he really transformed into a tiger and wanted to tear the target into pieces.
"Bang!"
The wooden table in the room could not withstand the force and fell apart in an instant, with sawdust flying.
Stanley stopped and saw a dented fist mark left on the wall, with some small cracks around it.
The buildings in the Martial Hall were made of hard rocks and couldnot be destroyed without the power of the seventh level of cultivation.
"What a powerful force!"
Stanley looked at the fist marks and cracks on the wall, his face full of excitement. This effect was definitely comparable to the power of third-grade martial arts.
"Dragon and Tiger Boxing is divided into Tiger Style and Tenglong Style. Tenglong Style is more powerful than Tiger Style. I wonder what kind of effects it can have?"
Stanley was a little eager to try, but he didn't dare to continue practicing in the room. If the damage to the house was serious, he couldn't afford the compensation.
Thinking about this, Stanley opened the door and went to the martial arts field. In addition to martial arts, he also needed to practice the One-inch Kick technique. After all, the space in the room was still too small.
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"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
In the black stone area of ​​​​the martial arts arena, a young man wearing black clothes was swinging his fists in front of a black stone tablet. Every time a punch landed on the black stone, it would make a dull sound and leave a shallow dent.
The black stone stele here was made of a material called black stone. The black stone was very strong. Only a warrior at the sixth level or above could leave traces on the black stone.
Moreover, the black stone also had a characteristic that it would automatically repair itself. Regardless of the bumps on it, it would be smooth and steady again after a few hours.
"Brother Zhao is so awesome, you deserve to be a master in the intermediate grade!"
"I wish I had such great strength."
Near the boy in black, several nymphomaniac girls screamed and shouted.
Stanley had also heard about this young man in black, Grover Zhao. He was a student in the intermediate grade. He came from a wealthy family at the same age of Stanley. However, he had been promoted to the intermediate grade last year and was expected to the eighth level before seventeen and promoted to the advanced grade.
Those who could be promoted to the advancedgrade were the elites of the Qing Yun City Martial Hall and would receive key training. This was also the dream of every student who entered the Martial Hall.
There were many stone steles in the Black Stone area, so Stanley chose an unused stone one and walked over.
But as soon as he arrived here, he attracted some people's attention.
"Who is that person? He actually came to the Blackstone area to practice. Is he also a master of the intermediate grade?"
Someone pointed at Stanley and said, because the people who come here to practice usually were all warriors above the sixth level.
"This person seems to be in the junior grade. I heard that he has been in a lot of limelight recently. He even beat two fifth level intermediate grade students in front of the library." Someone recognized Stanley.
"Huh? A guy from the junior grade actually beat up someone from the intermediate grade?" Some people who had never heard of Stanley couldn't help but be full of curiosity.
"Hmph, if you don't have the strength above the sixth level, you won't be able to leave the slightest trace on the black stone. Do you really think that by defeating two from fifth level, you will be a master?"
There were also some people who looked at Stanley with ridicule and disdain.
The crowd's discussion also made Grover, who was practicing boxing, looked towards Stanley.
"The Blackstone area is not a place for trash from the junior grade." Grover said rudely, looking a little arrogant.
Stanley didn't take it seriously and punched the black stone tablet in front of him.
"This guy is so ignorant, let's see how he will make a fool of himself!"
"That's right, that's right, does he think he is a master like Brother Zhao?"
"Bang!"
The fist collided with the black stone tablet. The punch was powerful and heavy. Stanley did not use any martial arts or inner energy.
A shallow dent appewered on the stone tablet, which was similar to the mark left on the stone tablet by Grover's attack just now.
Stanley nodded secretly. Since integrating the Life and Death Bead, he had not only improved rapidly in his cultivation, but also in his physical fitness, which seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation and sublimation. His pure physical strength was comparable to that of the sixth level.
At the same time, those martial arts students who were preparing to see him make a fool of himself and laugh at Stanley suddenly seemed to have their throats stuck, and the smiles on their faces froze.
Grover also frowned. He felt it was very embarrassing that a trash in the junior grade could achieve the same level as himself, .
"He must have raised his inner energy to the extreme just now and used his boxing skills, so that he left traces on the black stone tablet."
"Yes, I think that's the case too. Otherwise, how could he, a guy from the junior grade, achieve this level of success? Isn't right, Brother Zhao?"
When he heard someone asking him, Grover put his hands behind his back, looking like a master giving guidance to others, and said, "You were right in your guess. Even if I want to leave traces on the black stone tablet, I must use my inner energy."
"Brother Zhao said so. This Stanley must have used the power of martial arts to create this effect."
"Must he use martial arts? It's embarrassing!"
However, before these people could finish their words, Stanley punched the black stone tablet again. With this punch, he still did not use any martial arts skills, but he used the inner energy of life and death.
"Boom!"
This punch was so powerful that the rock-solid black stone tablet shook slightly.
A clear fist mark appewered on the black stone tablet, making everyone not far away, including Grover, stared blankly and unable to believe their eyes.