Twilight Speaker

Chapter 16: The strength increases dramatically, and a visit is made!
Except for the head, which Hei Yan deliberately avoided under Chen Xiang's control, Man Dong's torso and limbs turned into a handful of snow-white powder and drifted away with the wind.

"so close."

Chen Xiang sat slumped in the mud, staring at the somewhat charred head, with lingering fear.

That Man Dong did not lose his fighting ability immediately after being burned by the black flames. If he had been faster.
Is the gap between the levels of secret martial arts so huge?

How terrifying would the creatures who embarked on the extraordinary secret path be?
A stronger god?
In shock, Chen Xiang lowered his eyelids and picked up the head from the ground:
"I will go and bring a gift."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and the black flame that burned Man Dong flew back, bringing back with it dozens of times the life energy that burned the triangular sunglasses!
This is the spirit of a top martial artist, a man who is infinitely close to the third level of secret martial arts and has already stepped into the extraordinary realm!

Chen Xiang groaned, feeling himself enveloped by a frighteningly dense energy.

He quickly sat cross-legged, visualizing the Dusk Titan in his mind, and at the same time used the Colossus Technique's tempering methods to sort out, distribute, and integrate this terrifying energy!

Skin, muscles, bones, flesh and blood, spirit.
Everything is transforming.

The second level of secret martial arts is called [Martial Arts Master]. A martial arts master is someone who has mastered both skills and methods. Only in this way can one control the power to temper the five internal organs.
Chen Xiang only had one day of contact with the secret martial arts, even though he was mentally strong,
It is not enough to master skills and methods, it cannot temper the fragile internal organs, and it is impossible to directly rely on this energy to step into the level of a martial artist.
It is even necessary to give up some energy to avoid excessive life energy overflowing and damaging the internal organs.
but.

Although the huge mental power cannot control the details, it can grasp the overall situation.

Under the restraint of mental power, the rich life energy did not endanger the internal organs, but was all poured onto the skin, flesh, and bones!

Chen Xiang's cracked right leg recovered as before, his spirit and will rose again, his muscles and bones rubbed against each other, making a sound like thunder rolling in the sky! !
Time passes little by little.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still a master of the first level of secret martial arts.

only.
"defense."

Chen Xiang placed the Rhino Hunting Style 5 against his forehead and pulled the trigger six times in a row, emptying all the bullets in the magazine.

Six bullets hit the same spot, and that small area of ​​skin turned a little red.

"speed."

He bent his knees and rushed forward. The air around him stagnated for a moment, then rolled into visible wrinkles, and a strong wind blew! !

It is close to the speed of sound and can be compared with the previous Mandong.

"strength."

He walked to the end of the alley, raised his foot and stomped it.

'Boom! ! ! '

With him as the center, the silt of more than ten meters around him first rolled strangely in an instant, then exploded with a loud bang, and dirty water mixed with silt covered the sky! !
The entire deep alley became chaotic, with countless fat rats hiding in the darkness squeaking and scurrying around in dense crowds.

"Then"

"Spirit."

Chen Xiang visualized the Twilight Titan, the god standing on an ancient golden chariot.

An indescribable rhythm spread out like water waves, and hundreds of squeaking and running mice suddenly stopped making any noise, and one after another crawled on the ground, motionless.

Those who were close were crushed by this overwhelming force!
Yes, courage.

The third level of secret martial arts, the [courage] that can only be possessed by extraordinary people after their spirit is materialized.

With five hundred ghosts, plus the spiritual nourishment of Mandong, who already had the rudiments of spirit, Chen Xiang's own spirit has also materialized!
It took me two days to transform from an ordinary person to an inhuman person in every aspect.

not.

"Black Flame of the Abyss"

Chen Xiang felt palpitations. He wanted to plunder the remaining lives for his own use. Even he had dark thoughts in his heart.
For example, if he swallowed all the lives in the Eight Rings and even the Great City, how powerful would he become?
Become a monster of flesh and blood or become a god through power?
Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind, but Chen Xiang's heart was still beating, both for Black Flame and for the Lord of the Abyss.
If I can do this myself, what about the Lord of the Abyss?
Hard to imagine.

"This world is huge. Secret martial arts are just the foundation. Transcendence is just the beginning."

Chen Xiang admonished himself in this way to calm his restless heart caused by the sudden surge of power.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. The foul air condensed into a white arrow, blasting a small pit in the mud under his feet.
whirling around,
Chen Xiang walked to the middle of the alley, picked up Man Dong's head, and walked out of the alley with it in his hand.

He found a working telephone booth and made a call.

"Hello, is this the Academic Affairs Office? I'm Chen Xiang, the teaching assistant of Lecturer Lin Yulang, and my number is 54249."

Chen Xiang recalled the number on his teaching assistant certificate, read it out, and continued:
"I have some urgent questions about a project that I need to communicate with a student. Could you help me find the phone number of Wei Qingqiu, a freshman? Okay, thank you."

After writing down the number, he called Wei Qingqiu.

"It's me, Chen Xiang."

"Chen Yongshi?"

Wei Qingqiu on the other end of the phone was a little surprised:

"How do you have my phone number? Never mind, what's the matter? If you want to accept the invitation, wait until you finish the secret teaching class tomorrow. It's inconvenient to talk about more over the phone."

“No, I want to ask you.”

Chen Xiang pondered for a moment and continued:

"Is the position of an assistant teacher at Colossus College a high position?"

"If you are an assistant professor of ancient mysticism, then your status is very high, second only to lecturers, associate professors and deans of practical courses."

After a pause, Wei Qingqiu explained in detail:
"The instructors of the practical classes are all extraordinary people who have reached the third level of secret martial arts, and the professor-level ones are those who have embarked on the secret path of transcendence."

"I mean outside." Chen Xiang said softly. "That's even higher. Outside, you represent the Colossus Academy. Even the director of the Eight Rings Administration Department would not want to offend you."

"Does the leader of the Crocodile Sect dare to hurt me or even kill me?"

"Of course not. If he attacks you, it would be a slap in the face of the academy. The Crocodile Sect is a big force, but it is nothing in front of the academy, so what?"

Chen Xiang thought about it and did not explain too much. Instead, he changed the question:
"What level is the leader of the Crocodile Sect? You should know, right?"

Wei Qingqiu was even more confused:
"On the surface, he is a Beyonder, but there are problems behind the Crocodile Sect, and it seems to involve the Church of the Evil God. It is not convenient to say more on the phone. Are you going to cause trouble?"

"Ah."

"Go ahead, but don't attack Wu Jinlu proactively, and don't kill too many people, otherwise he will be able to fight back openly."

Chen Xiang was thoughtful:
"Where is his son?"

"Assistant Wu?" Wei Qingqiu thought for a moment before saying, "Just don't kill him. Even if you don't kill Wu Jinlu, he can't hurt you. But don't expose that thing."

She was referring to Heiyan, but the phone call was not safe, so she didn't say it directly.

"I see. Thank you."

After Chen Xiang thanked him sincerely, he hung up the phone gently, went home to pack up, and walked towards District 11.

The Wu Family Manor in Crocodile Gate is well-known throughout the Eighth Ring Road.

Good people are often bullied, and sometimes they have to show their claws and teeth.

………………

Wu's Manor.

The bodies at the gate of the manor had been cleared away, and a small round table was placed on the open space.

Wu Jinlu and Li Dongyun sat opposite each other at a small round table, while Wu Shangpin stood obediently at the side, responsible for making tea and pouring water.

As for the villa in the manor
I don't know when it became a ruin.

"Why hasn't Mandong come back yet?"

Wu Jinlu muttered to himself and took a sip of tea:

"Master Li, it seems you won't stop until today? I just invited that little guy to be my guest, why are you doing this?"

After a pause, a mocking look appeared on his face:

"Or is it that Master Li wants to show off his presence in front of that little guy and wag his tail? This is not like you, Li Dongyun."

Li Dongyun raised his eyelids slightly, too lazy to say anything, and also took a sip of tea.

Wu Jinlu obviously didn't intend to stop:
"Master Li, why don't you go back? You killed all the security guards of my manor and demolished my villa, but I won't bother with you, but..."

He stroked the rings on his left index and middle fingers:
"If Sect Master Li doesn't leave, how about I go to the Fire Sect headquarters tomorrow?"

Li Dongyun then raised his head and said lightly:
"Chen Xiang is here. I'll take him with me."

Wu Jinlu narrowed his eyes dangerously:
"What if I say no?"

Li Dongyun raised his head, and the two middle-aged men looked at each other silently. The air where their eyes met was wrinkled, and the small round table between them vibrated slightly.

Li Dongyun said calmly:

"Why, didn't you have enough fight just now, want to fight again?"

Wu Jinlu smiled with a fake smile, and said meaningfully:

"What's the point of fighting if you can't show your real skills?"

They each took a sip of tea.

Wu Shangpin looked at the scene in a daze. Just as he was about to speak, he saw his father and Li Dongyun frowning at the same time, and then they both looked past their heads.

In the distance, a young man was walking slowly.

It was already night, and the moonlight made the boy's shadow very long.

"That's..." Wu Shangpin asked in astonishment: "Chen Xiang?"

The person who came was Chen Xiang, carrying a wooden box half a person's height on his back. The wooden box looked like the kind used for storage in ordinary people's homes, and in his hand he was holding a ball wrapped in black cloth.

Li Dongyun frowned slightly, and Wu Jinlu showed a calm smile on his face:
"Mr. Chen is here? You're here, but why are you bringing things? Why are you being so formal? Hmm? Where's Man Dong?"

He was a little confused and looked behind the boy.

Saw nothing.

Chen Xiang glanced at the collapsed villa, then looked at the three people in front of him calmly and shook the black cloth.

A human head rolled out of it.

Impartial,

The head was rolling at Wu Jinlu's feet.

"Are you talking about him?"

(End of this chapter)