death gap

Chapter 55 From the outside to the inside
"It's so stuck." Su Chen thought for a while and then asked unwillingly:
"I remember that students can still skip grades? Is there any way to make people jump over the lower limit of 20 years old and register as a fighter?"

"Impossible." Hong Shisan waved his hand decisively and said in a deep voice:
"Xiaochen, you don't know something."

"Decades ago, there was a dark period in the martial arts world when various sects competed to create prodigies and geniuses and engaged in vicious competition."

"In order to build momentum, those unscrupulous sects force their disciples to follow evil ways and trade their lives for hard work."

"It wasn't until the Wushu Association set a lower age limit for registration that this trend of destroying young talents was killed."

"So this aspect is very stuck, and the investigation is very strict."

"It's not like there's no room for it." Lu Feng thought of something at this moment and said immediately:

"If you can make significant theoretical contributions, you can break through the age limit and become an official fighter."

"Okay." Su Chen had no idea after hearing this.

He himself still needs Hong Shisan to teach him, so he cannot make any theoretical contributions.

"Xiaochen, why do you say such things?" Hong Shisan finally came to his senses and looked at his disciple in surprise:

"What you just said gave me the feeling that if you were 20 years old this year, you could become a fighter."

"It doesn't mean that you can become a fighter at the age of 20." Lu Feng also explained patiently: "Being 20 years old is only one of the conditions. You also need to develop your dark strength!"

"I've done it." Su Chen replied.

The office instantly became quiet, so quiet that you could almost hear your heartbeat clearly.

Hong Shisan and Lu Feng sat on the spot as if turned to stone, their pupils dilated, their expressions dull, and drool almost dripped from the corners of their mouths.

It took a full ten seconds for the two of them to lift their petrification.

Hong Shisan frowned in confusion, raised his left hand and pointed at the young man, with an expression of hesitation and desire.

Finally, I squeezed out only two words:
"Naughty!"

"Naughty!"

Lu Feng pointed at Su Chen and repeated the teacher's words.

"Not bragging."

As Su Chen spoke, he spread his legs, lowered his waist and sat on his crotch. They were stiffened in front of them, and they suddenly shook with force.

The joints all over his body made a dull roar at the same time, as if a burst of thunder came from the distant sky on a rainy day, and a series of roars sounded in their ears from far to near as they breathed.

"..."

When Lu Feng saw this scene, he was immediately stunned.

His mouth was wide open, his tongue was swirling in his throat, but no sound came out.

"Have you actually mastered An Jin?"

Hong Shisan suddenly stood up from the sofa, his expression changed several times, and finally swept away the previous gloom, and laughed loudly:

"Okay, okay, if you can make it this far, your future is limitless."

"As long as we maintain this momentum, it is entirely possible to break the barrier between heaven and man and reach a state that is beyond my reach in this life!"

"With a disciple like this, what else do I need from the Black Armor Wu Xiangzong!?"

At this moment, he seemed to have a profound enlightenment and a feeling of "letting go".

At this age, what is the purpose of maintaining the sect?
Isn’t it just that I hope to cultivate a disciple who surpasses myself?
As long as this disciple breaks the barrier between heaven and man, his reputation will also rise, and then he can completely build a new Xuanjia Wuxiang Sect!

"..."

Lu Feng struggled to close his mouth, and with a complicated expression he cupped his hands to the young man:

"Young people are to be feared, junior brother. From now on, the sect will depend on you."

"Senior brother, you don't have to be like this." Seeing that the other party's mentality was a bit broken, Su Chen quickly returned the gift:
"Some people look like they are talented, but they are just precocious. Some people look dull, but they are actually late bloomers."

"I believe that Senior Brother Lu is the backbone of the sect."

"No matter what, you are my senior brother, and our sect brothers should be brothers for life." After saying these words, Lu Feng's expression softened visibly, and his mood swings returned to calm.

He is a kind person by nature. Although he can be jealous, he has no harmful thoughts.

It can also be heard that the other party's words not only safeguarded his own face, but also recognized his status and cleared up the interests.

There was no more grudge in my heart at that moment.

In fact, Lu Feng also knew that the meaning of the other party's words was true, but the truth should not be taken seriously.

There is no such thing as a late bloomer in martial arts.

Only boxing is afraid of young people.

There is only courage and diligence.

If you cannot break the barrier between heaven and man at the age of 30, you will have no hope for life.

Because no matter how well a person takes care of himself, his physical fitness will still decline significantly once he reaches the age of 30. At this time, efforts can only slow down the decline in condition.

He is 25 years old this year. He can see the end of his martial arts journey at a glance. He can be a master, but he cannot be a deity beyond the limits of the human body.

"I'm not a late bloomer." Lu Feng smiled with relief and reached peace with himself:

"I will be satisfied if I can train to the master's level in this life. Junior brother is the future of the sect! I have to take a step in advance, you can talk slowly."

After that, he stood up and walked out of the office quickly, leaving time for Hong Shisan and Su Chen.

"It's rare that the relationship between you senior brothers can be so harmonious." Hong Shisan nodded gently, showing a satisfied expression:

"You and Xiaofeng are both my favorite disciples. We must support each other in the future."

"Of course." Su Chen replied calmly.

"Okay, you come with me."

Hong Shisan waved to him and led him out of the office to the northwest corner of the boxing gym, in front of a room sealed with a gate.

After turning the turntable of the gate and opening it, there is a completely spherical blue-black space inside.

The walls were coated with wrought iron, giving the entire interior a slippery look.

At the bottom of the room, there was a dark iron ball about the size of a football.

Hong Shisan asked the boy to take off his shoes and socks, led him barefoot into the room, then closed the door and walked all the way to the iron ball on the bottom floor.

"listen."

Hong Shisan picked up the iron ball and shook it with both hands.

Om-!
He didn't know what was inside the iron ball, but as soon as he shook it, there was a thunder-like concussion sound.

After the vibrations spread, they echoed alternately in the spherical space, and even the iron sheets on the footings vibrated.

humming-!
The whole room was filled with thunderous muffled sounds.

Not only that, the concussive sound also followed the soles of Su Chen's feet and penetrated into his body, making his bone marrow feel faintly hot.

"How amazing!" The young man couldn't help but say.

"This iron ball is called the Thunder Ball. The inside is layered according to a special structure and filled with a lot of mercury." Hong Shisan held up the iron ball with one hand and said seriously:

"Whenever it moves, it makes a thunderous sound, and then resonates with this room, shaking the bone marrow from the outside in."

"That's it." Su Chen suddenly understood.

"You can only stay here for two hours every day!" Hong Shisan's expression became more and more solemn:
"And you must be with me. You must not be greedy and come here secretly without telling me! Because being in this kind of environment for a long time will damage your body and may even damage your brain."

"Understood!" Su Chen agreed with a serious look.

But in my mind I thought of my own creation mask.

　Thanks for the tip of Fatty Salted Fish
　　
　
(End of this chapter)