Great Dao Ji

The sun shines brightly, and everything wakes up from silence.

Yangmingshan, Xue's Manor.

Bang bang bang~~~

The strong wind howled, and the low sound of fists clashing sounded like a drumbeat.

On the empty martial arts stage, two figures were fighting each other quickly.

Jing Xiaolou never left the ground, his fists and elbows flew, and his whole body was filled with the strength of a big gun, hitting hard. An Qi was shocked and stepped forward, hissing like an old elephant, and moving his arms like a whip, like an old elephant flicking its trunk.

The two of them hit each other quickly and head-on. In just a few moments, they had already collided dozens of times.

Bang!

After a collision, the two separated.

"call!"

An Qisheng raised his palm and slowly pressed it down to his abdomen, spitting out a breath of turbid air like an arrow.

"Strengthened from all directions and penetrated the eight extremes, Bajiquan is truly extraordinary."

Jing Xiaolou’s face was rosy and he was full of energy:

"Martial arts still requires communication to improve, not working behind closed doors."

"Grandmaster's Xiangtang Fist is indeed powerful."

An Qisheng couldn't help but admire.

He has been staying at Xue's Manor for half a month. In the first seven days, Xue Zheng taught him the transformation and integration of the four powers, which made him gain a lot.

In the next seven days, with Xue Zheng's acquiescence, he obtained the essence of Xiangxingquan. Similarly, Jing Xiaolou also obtained the essence of his Baji.

The two played against each other several times and felt that they had gained a lot.

Of course, Jing Xiaolou has entered Huajin, and he is the one who has benefited the most.

"Teacher has learned the boxing techniques of hundreds of schools, and the killing techniques in the army have also been perfected for a long time. This Xiangxiang boxing has its own essence of the boxing techniques of hundreds of schools. Brother An, please study it carefully."

Jing Xiaolou showed no secret and pointed out the flaws in An Qisheng's boxing:

"Among Lu Xingzhong, the elephant power is the best. Teacher's Xiangxiang Quan focuses on big opening and closing, hard punching and hard hitting."

An Qisheng nodded secretly.

He has studied the twelve forms of Xingyi and also has some understanding of this kind of boxing method that is based on animals.

Only by learning this Xiangxiquan can you make rapid progress.

"It's a pity that I can't master the teacher's dragon-elephant attack yet."

Having said that, Jing Xiaolou felt a little regretful.

Under Xue Zheng's sect, he practiced Xiangxiang Fist, held pills with dragon-shaped fists, and the dragon-elephant combined attack was Gang Jin. Now he has mastered Xiangxiang Fist, and also dabbled in dragon-shaped boxing.

But if you want to achieve a dragon-elephant attack, it is far from enough.

One form is easy to practice, but two forms are difficult to combine. This is the truth.

"Brother Jing's talent, maybe it won't take long to be able to perform this dragon-elephant attack."

An Qisheng smiled.

"One's own family knows one's own affairs."

Jing Xiaolou also smiled, waved his arms and said:

"Go and rest for a while. I just have some news to tell you."

"good."

An Qisheng nodded.

The two came to the pavilion, and the tea was just boiling.

Jing Xiaolou holds a pot and pours tea:

"Here, I want to say sorry to Brother An."

"Um?"

An Qisheng raised his eyes.

"Yesterday, I received news that Brother An was on the Death Invitation on the dark web."

Jing Xiaolou put down the teapot and said softly:

"Then I was curious and investigated Brother An's information."

"No matter what happens, there is no need to say sorry, Brother Jing."

An Qisheng shook his head and didn't care much.

In this information age, real-name authentication is required to play games. Some information cannot be hidden from anyone who wants to investigate.

After saying this, his smile faded and he looked at Jing Xiaolou:

"Then what is the so-called Death Invitation?"

He had never heard of the Death Invitation, but he had heard of the Dark Web.

The word darknet is associated with drugs, black trade, slaves, and digital currencies.

"The dark web is also called the deep web and the invisible web. As the name suggests, it is an evil force that is inaccessible to most people, deeply hidden, and rooted in the Internet."

Jing Xiaolou's face also looked a little solemn:

"The Dark Web itself is a place where killers, mercenaries, fugitives, and hackers hang out. This invitation to death is the task list of the Dark Web.

The meaning is that once you are on this list, it is like receiving an invitation from the god of death. "

"Death Invitation"

An Qisheng frowned slightly, and the first thing he thought of was the Bamboo Dragon Society.

The Bamboo Dragon Society is in trouble this time. They actually put a bounty on them on the dark web?

But shouldn't there be a reward for Wang Zhixuan? What's the point of putting a reward on him?

"The main target is Wang Zhixuan. People like you and Jiang Shili are not the main targets. As far as I know, no one has taken over the task yet."

Jing Xiaolou told what he knew:

"Daxuan has always been a forbidden area on the dark web. You are not the main target, so there is no need to worry too much. I am telling you to be careful."

"I see"

An Qisheng nodded and thanked: "I still have to thank Brother Jing for reminding me."

This news was a bit surprising to him, but it was also expected.

Bamboo Dragon will suffer such a big loss. If he swallows this breath, he will no longer have to hang out in the dark world in the future.

It’s just this death invitation

"No need to thank me."

Jing Xiaolou waved his hand.

"How much does Brother Jing know about the dark web? Are there any experts?"

An Qisheng asked again.

Although he had heard of the dark web, he was not familiar with it. The reason why it was a dark web was that it was a place that was absolutely impossible to enter without any way.

"Needless to say killer organizations and mercenary organizations, it is impossible for these foreign forces to enter the occult with guns. What really deserves your attention are those kung fu masters."

Speaking of this, Jing Xiaolou looked a little solemn:

"The ranking system of the dark web is from one to six, corresponding to the six realms of martial arts. The criterion is to have a record of killing. For example, a level six killer must have a record of killing a god!"

"Kill a god?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

A god-seeker avoids danger and seeks good fortune and avoids danger. How difficult is it to kill him?

"There is indeed no record of killing a god-seeker on the dark web."

Jing Xiaolou naturally knew what An Qisheng was thinking:

"It's just that there is no record of killing a god-seeker, which does not mean that there are no killers at the level of a god-seeker on the dark web!"

"There are such killers on the dark web?"

An Qisheng was really surprised.

What is the status of a god-seeker?

Would such a person also become a killer?

"There are seven level five killers on the Dark Web. These seven are called the Seven Great Gods of the Dark Web. They are top killers who have a record of killing powerful warriors.

And level six"

Jing Xiaolou sighed slightly:

"The current holy Garuda of Sanyin is the only known killer of the God of Seeing on the Dark Web. He is not level six just because he lacks a record of killing a God of Seeing."

"Garuda"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and his information emerged.

Garuda is a victim of the caste system in Sanyin. He is the product of an inter-caste marriage and the lowest level of untouchables.

His father is a dung collector and his mother is a prostitute, so he himself is needless to say.

It is said that when he was a child, he was almost beaten to death because he accidentally stepped on someone else's shadow.

He grew up in discrimination and oppression since he was a child, and he suffered all kinds of suffering in the world.

Perhaps it was because of this experience that he practiced yoga to a level that has never been seen before and will never be seen again, becoming the only warrior who has seen a God in Sanyin for hundreds of years.

Once a pariah, now a sacred one.

Garuda.