Chapter 41 The Real Qi Poison

Because we were eating out.

By the time we got back to the school gate, it was already 2:30 in the afternoon.

The scheduled gathering time is two o'clock, and we are already half an hour late.

Feng Qin looked a little anxious, but Tao Tao was still walking slowly.

"Don't panic. You have already completed your training in excess. What comes next will not be an instant attack."

Feng Qin was stunned and asked curiously:
"If it's not instant attack, then what is it?"

"It depends on how your master arranges it. Anyway, your level of instant attack is considered to be in the upper middle level among the outer sects. There is no need to stick to one technique."

After hearing what Tao Tao said, Feng Qin followed Tao Tao doubtfully and walked towards the back mountain.

Tao Tao waved goodbye only after they climbed to the mountainside.

Along the way, Feng Qin did not ask why she said that she had given her enough face during the meal.

To be honest, during the sparring process, I was completely focused on the panel and instant attacks.

He really didn't care about Tao Tao's feelings.

There is no such thing as face.

Unable to figure it out, Feng Qin simply stopped thinking about it, quickened his pace, and continued towards his own exclusive place of practice.

……

"How is it, Mr. Tao?"

Ma Long threw two stones, hitting the target hanging on the tree. Without even turning his head, he knew that it was Tao Tao coming up behind him.

"It's OK. It's quite interesting to teach people. But our little junior brother is really not someone I can teach."

Tao Tao picked up a stone from the ground.

As Ma Long threw the stone, he immediately took action and intercepted it in mid-air.

This made Ma Long's mouth twitch, and he forced himself to continue the topic:

"You think highly of my junior brother."

"You are the same. If you hadn't expected so much from him, you wouldn't have really given it your all that day."

"Speaking of this again..."

Ma Long smiled helplessly and did not refute.

Tao Tao only took a quick glance and his expression gradually became serious. She was impressed by Feng Qin's talent. It was really amazing that even someone like Tao Tao could be interested in him.

At this moment, Tao Tao repeatedly recalled the scene of sparring with Feng Qin in the morning.

With just a few pointers, your progress can skyrocket.

With this kind of comprehension ability, he would definitely be able to do it even if he didn't say it.

Rather than saying that I am teaching Feng Qin, it would be more accurate to say that it is the other way around, that he is teaching me to be a teacher.

If this isn’t giving enough face, then what is?
Whether it was intentional or not, she felt that she had gained a lot this morning. At least she knew...

It turns out that there really are geniuses in the world who even they themselves feel that they are "out of reach".

……

……

Feng Qin arrived at the place of practice and looked around, but did not see the figure of his master.

I don’t know if it was as Tao Tao said, that the class ended instantly and the master went to prepare a new set of skills.

Or maybe because I came too late, he was angry and left.

No matter what the reason was, what Feng Qin was most concerned about at the moment was how powerful his instant attack could be.

So he took out a wooden stake without authorization, looked at the surface which had no marks or traces, and yet he felt a real pulse beating.

The acupuncture points are almost imprinted firmly on the wooden stake at first glance.

Feng Qin sank slightly, and his right hand was like a phantom, leaving several afterimages in an instant.

bang bang bang-

The loudness of each sound was consistent, and the frequency of hitting the target was almost the same. With each strike, the gathered Qi flame was like a controllable glass ball, swinging back and forth on the fist without any disorder.

Until the final blow was delivered.

The blow was far more powerful than the previous one and directly pierced through the wooden stake!
The wooden stake was solid, with a thickness of nearly 30 centimeters, but in Feng Qin's hand, it couldn't even withstand a set of instant attacks. Even he himself couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

That's...too strong.

This is only the strength of level 3 with 120 experience points.

If you go to level 4 or even level 5...

Maybe, when I reach that level, I can really surpass Ma Long.

Of course, this is just one martial art. Ma Long’s strength lies in his mastery of all the martial arts and his proficiency is not low.

It is no exaggeration to say that if he also has a panel, the average level of each skill should be between level 4 and 5.

However, since I have only been learning for more than a month, there is no need to rush.

clap clap-

Zhang Wang clapped his hands and walked out of the woods.

"Not bad, not bad. Your instant attack is considered to be in the upper middle level among the disciples."

"It can only be considered the outer gate. As for the inner gate..."

Feng Qin wanted to be humble, but Zhang Wang glared at him fiercely.

"As for the inner and outer sects, everyone attends classes together, but there are slight differences in sparring and other things. Do you really think that the outer sect is definitely weaker than the inner sect?"

After practicing for so long, Feng Qin almost forgot that the inner and outer gates of the Tang Sect today are in name only, and there is not much difference between the teachers and the content they teach.

For example, I am from the outer sect, but my roommate is Tang Wenlong from the inner sect. There is no generation gap at all.

At most, the inner sect will receive relatively more guidance from Tang Qiushan and Tang Miaoxing, but that's all.

If we really talk about strength, there are also many low-level disciples in the inner sect.

"But don't get too complacent. Just catching up with the instant attack is not of much value. You need to keep up with the [Slippery Steps], [Hidden Weapon Techniques], and [Weapon Hiding and Concealment Methods]."

Zhang Wang first praised him, and then gave him an invisible pressure, not only to let Feng Qin be proud of his achievements, but also to hope that he would not be too conceited.

The circle of extraordinary people is not safe. It is possible to get hurt when fighting with the righteous, not to mention meeting the Quan Xing outside. The slightest contempt and complacency may lead to death in the wilderness.

Feng Qin kept it in mind. Five years later, when he knew that the Luotian Grand Ceremony would be held and the Jiashen Rebellion would emerge, how could he not know the danger outside?

Not to mention five years, in order to cope with the experience, Feng Qin can't be lazy at this time.

Zhang Wang was not dissatisfied with his attitude at all. After suppressing him, he continued:

"But you can learn these techniques with everyone else in a few days. You should have a basic understanding of them now. Come, take this pill and don't spit it out."

As he spoke, Zhang Wang handed over the pills and water in his hand.

The pill does not have a rubber coating like Western medicine, but is made like Chinese medicine, rolled into a round pill that appears orange to black.

There are incomprehensible patterns carved on it, and it feels slightly heavy when placed in the palm of your hand. It is so thick that one doubts whether one can chew it.

If it were an ordinary person, he would ask the master what this pill is.

But Feng Qin, who knew the Tang Clan well, knew that this was a "poison".

Medicine that can trigger the poisonous Qi flame.

But Feng Qin was puzzled. He had already refined the [Qi Poison], so why did he still need to take medicine?
Although he was doubtful, he still stuffed the medicine into his mouth.

The pill didn't look that big in my hand.

You can put it in your mouth and feel its huge size.

Moreover, a strong bitter and pungent smell swept through the entire mouth.

I almost couldn't hold it in and vomited out bile.

Fortunately, Zhang Wang pressed Feng Qin's chin with one finger, then lifted the water and poured it into his mouth, forcing him to swallow the huge pill.

But the bitterness and stench will not disappear once it is swallowed.

On the contrary, that taste is all the way from the mouth to the stomach.

Feng Qin felt so nauseous that his stomach shrank. He hunched over on the ground, gritting his teeth and sweating.

Zhang Wang was not surprised and said as if it was normal:
"from now on…"

"You are now officially ready to come into contact with the [real Qi poison]."

 'Qi Poison' is a Qi-transporting technique that can be practiced by anyone, even without taking any medicine. However, its attack power is very low, because Qi Poison is mainly a technique that stimulates toxicity, and uses penetration and stickiness as its main attack methods. It is not like the Golden Light Curse or Thunder Method, which can be directly transformed into an attack.

  ——Based on personal analysis, different opinions are welcome to discuss
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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