Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 38: The Secret of the Final Attack

In addition to practicing, Tang Wenlong also secretly investigated Feng Qin.

Without any backing, he relied on his own means to investigate Feng Qin.

The reason is very simple. If Feng Qin was told that he just had a good talent for studying, he could accept it.

But... during the discussion.

He saw with his own eyes that Feng Qin used the [Qi Poison].

Naturally, everyone saw it, but because they had only known Feng Qin as a fellow apprentice during this entire month, they had not had much contact with each other for a long time.

So some details are not clear.

Tang Wenlong is Feng Qin's roommate, but he can see him as soon as he wakes up.

He can guarantee...

The other party has never taken any external medicine!

Without taking medicine, I learned how to poison Qi.

If this gets out, not to mention the younger generation, even the respected older generation of people in the outside world won't believe it, right?

Qi is not poisonous in itself. Only when you take external medicines will the toxicity of Qi be catalyzed and combined with the toxicity of the medicine.

Therefore, he developed the [Qi Poison].

It is understandable that others could not see Feng Qin's abnormal and strange practice method, but Zhang Wang and Tang Qiushan, as directors, did not "take it seriously".

Tang Wenlong couldn't resist his curiosity and went to check it out.

The result was obvious, nothing was found.

I really don't know anything about this junior fellow apprentice...

If I can't even understand him, can I really surpass him?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Tang Wenlong slapped himself hard.

What was he thinking? He was an inner sect disciple and his eldest senior brother, yet he was thinking about surpassing him instead of becoming his role model.

What a shame!

"Brother...what are you doing?"

Feng Qin was sleeping soundly when he was woken up by the crisp slap. His eyes were full of confusion.

Since becoming an extraordinary person, Feng Qin has become very sensitive to the movements around him. He can subconsciously know when to wake up and when to ignore everything.

For example, when Tang Wenlong was walking around in the dormitory or washing up, Feng Qin could choose to ignore it and sleep soundly.

But this slap was too abrupt, wasn’t it?

"It's okay, there are mosquitoes."

"..."

Even more abrupt.

You can kill a mosquito with just two fingers, so why slap yourself?

Tang Wenlong didn't say anything, and Feng Qin didn't dare to ask, so he could only fall asleep again.

……

There was no conversation all night, and when I opened my eyes it was already morning.

The sun has not yet actively shone on the earth, but only makes a pale glow in the sky.

Feng Qin obediently followed the time Zhang Wang told him and arrived in front of the wooden stake at 6 o'clock.

Because it was too early and the canteen had not yet prepared breakfast, Feng Qin left the dormitory at 5:30 and went outside the school gate to buy buns.

I also brought two for Zhang Wang.

Zhang Wang had a calm expression at first, and wanted to give Feng Qin a look to let him know that the focus should be placed here, and he must not neglect the main skills because of other people's classes.

But Feng Qin thoughtfully brought him two buns.

It was hard to control the gloomy expression.

Look at such a sensible disciple, isn't it too harsh to show a bad face to him?

"Well... today we are still practicing instant strike. Don't worry if there is no progress. Your current instant strike level is comparable to many disciples' one year of practice."

In fact, none of the disciples who joined last year can compare to Feng Qin today.

However, Zhang Wang did not speak about this matter publicly. The older generation always believed that disciples should not be allowed to become too proud.

Feng Qin looked at the seventy moves he had left to train and the final strike he had, and said firmly:
"We must win today!"

"..."

Zhang Wang didn't know why Feng Qin was so determined. In fact, as a master, he just wanted his apprentice to understand what a bottleneck is.

Then, by practicing other techniques, you can create a sense of freshness, break through this bottleneck, and let them experience the taste of it.

Where is the motivation...

But Feng Qin had already made his preparations, so Zhang Wang didn't know what to say and decided to just practice first.

But this time, it wasn't Zhang Wang who mentioned the wooden stake.

Tao Tao's sweet voice came from the woods not far ahead.

She was wearing a tight-fitting outfit and walked out calmly. After taking a deep look at Feng Qin, she asked Zhang Wang:

"My task today is to practice with him?"

"Yes, after every ten rehearsals, you should point out the deficiencies you have discovered and teach him how to correct them."

After Zhang Wang finished explaining, he stood back and did not disturb the two people's sparring.

For a moment, Feng Qin looked at Tao Tao in confusion.

Why change players at this time?
"There's nothing to be confused about. Director Zhang asked me to start teaching the newcomers tomorrow, so naturally I have to practice in advance. We can be considered to be improving together."

Tao Tao explained without any emotion, her eyes already observing Feng Qin's every move in front of her.

Although she could ignore the skills and commissions that she was not interested in.

But when it comes to things that interest him, his seriousness is no less than others.

She was interested in teaching people, especially when that person was Feng Qin.

A person who just got started and used the skill of [hiding one's weaknesses] to teach everyone in the Tang Sect a lesson.

Feng Qin nodded slightly on the surface, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

Unexpectedly, in 2010, Tao Tao's ability was already good enough to teach newcomers.

Thinking about it this way, her strength may be even stronger than Ma Long.

When he thought about how he was killed instantly by Ma Long, he calmed his breath and punched out with great fighting spirit!
The instantaneous attack was like raindrops falling, gradually turning into heavy rain, and finally gathering into a point, punching the wooden stake at its vital point, leaving a deep dent!

This series of instant attacks far exceeded Tao Tao's expectations, so much so that he was forced to take a step back during the last attack.

Tao Tao had just finished a set of moves when she felt a storm in her heart.

The strength, technique and even speed... don't seem like that of a newbie who has only learned for more than a month.

Compared with the initial melee, the strength has at least been greatly improved!

Feng Qin was so focused that he didn't notice Tao Tao's expression changes at all. The only thing in his eyes was the wooden stake.

Just after a pause, the instant attack in his hand attacked again.

With my current proficiency level, every time I perform a set, the training in the mission is completed.

In other words, you only need to practice seventy times today, and if you can deliver a perfect final blow among the seventy times, then you will be considered advanced!

31 / 100 ...

32 / 100 ...

……

40/100!

After finishing ten sets, Feng Qin took two steps back, stopped and listened to Tao Tao's instructions.

The wooden stake in Tao Tao's hand was no longer recognizable as wood and was in tatters.

"..."

Tao Tao was silent for a while before she reacted and said:

"You really only studied for more than a month?"

"Correct."

Feng Qin knew that he had made rapid progress, but he was not modest.

"Well... I have to say, you have made almost none of the mistakes that a newbie would make. The problem is that your Qi is very messy."

Generally speaking, when a beginner practices instantaneous strike, he or she may not consider the direction of the Qi flow for the time being.

But Feng Qin was no longer a newcomer, so Tao Tao naturally treated him as a student with a solid foundation.

"The strength and speed of your instantaneous attacks are very even, but the direction of your Qi in each attack is extremely chaotic."

Tao Tao stretched out his index finger, and a ball of light blue Qi emerged from it. Then Tao Tao hit the wooden stake in front of him.

Then he slowly retracted his fingers and stretched out the index finger of his other hand to hit the wooden stake.

There were two strikes in total, but it took two seconds.

But Feng Qin's pupils trembled.

Tao Tao's Qi seemed to have a track. In two seconds, it moved from the left hand to the right hand very smoothly.

There is no sign of re-cohesion at all!

"The Qi in the human body is limited. You have to gather Qi again with each attack. Not to mention how much energy is wasted in the process, it will be difficult for you to perform other exercises when you are interrupted in the middle of the process."

Tao Tao pointed at herself and said coldly:
"For example, if you hit me with a flash attack, would that mean..."

"Will I be like a wooden stake, not knowing how to fight back?"

　Brothers, I don’t have any big ideals in this life. I just want to go to Sanjiang, get 10,000 orders, and become famous all over the country…

　　I'll leave the voting matter to you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)