Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

Fifteen peak martial artists stood in a line.

Seven in the first row, eight in the second.

Tang Wen stood in the first row.

He didn't recognize anyone to his left or right; everyone was looking at him with curiosity.

They had just finished lining up.

When the instructor for the class arrived.

He was a stern-faced middle-aged man:

"Black Night Divine Fist is not something you can learn just because you want to!"

"Of all the fist techniques in the world, Black Night is the most difficult."

"While you still have the chance, I advise you to switch to another fist technique, so as not to waste my time!"

The middle-aged instructor didn't hide his imposing manner.

A first-class martial master.

Only one step away from transformation.

Judging by his age, one wondered if he had applied for Marrow Cleansing Fluid and tried to transform.

"Anyone want to quit?"

Silence fell over the crowd.

"Very well, but I must tell you, every year the gang has hundreds of people becoming martial artists! But in the end, only one in ten becomes a martial master!"

Tang Wen glanced around, and he could sense it.

The young martial artists, or middle-aged martial artists, were more or less nervous.

Their bodies stood even straighter.

The middle-aged instructor rambled on for a while before getting down to business:

"Black Night Divine Fist, takes darkness as its source."

"Although the fist technique is difficult, its power is also great!"

"The attributes of darkness: are strangeness, terror, dominance, and erosion."

"The fist technique is also like this. The ordinary power exertion techniques corresponding to Black Night Divine Fist include Cannon Fist, Crushing Fist, Entangling Fist, Killing Fist..."

The middle-aged instructor explained in detail.

Tang Wen listened attentively, thinking that the trip was well worth it.

Middle-aged instructor: "Starting today, you fifteen will gather here every morning, two hours before dawn, for the next half month!

I will teach you some fist technique skills one by one.

But I'll say the ugly things first, if you are late once, you will never have to come again!"

After a lecture.

Finally, everyone could enter the contemplation room.

The contemplation room was located in the basement.

Tang Wen stepped into the room, not looking at anything else.

He first counted the number of contemplation diagrams.

Nine!

He was pleasantly surprised and quickly calmed his mind, examining the contents one by one.

Black Night Divine Fist has ten moves.

He hadn't learned the "Third, Seventh, and Final Mysteries".

Now there were nine contemplation diagrams in front of him; adding them together, he should be able to learn the entire Black Night Divine Fist, right?

"First Style, Second Style..."

His brow furrowed slightly.

The Black Night Divine Fist in front of him still didn't have the final style.

To be precise, the Eighth and Ninth Styles were also missing.

The first to seventh styles were complete.

Of the nine contemplation diagrams, the remaining two were a core strength contemplation diagram.

The last one was a movement technique—Dark Shadow Netherworld.

It sounded very murderous.

No mysteries!

Tang Wen sighed inwardly, then, without wasting any time, immediately immersed himself in the last contemplation diagram, beginning to learn the movement technique.

Speaking of which, movement techniques were definitely his weakness.

He had flying stones for long range.

Flying knives for medium range.

Vibration Fist Mystery for close range!

He even had Golden Bell Shield for defense.

Only his speed relied on continuous bursts of physical strength.

In the contemplation diagram.

The Dark Shadow Netherworld movement technique was displayed.

Like a shadow wandering in the dark night, ghostly and elusive!

As expected of a contemplation martial arts movement technique.

For several hours, again and again, he imprinted the contemplation method in his mind.

He looked at the third contemplation diagram.

Black Night Divine Fist, Third Style—Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!

Hundred Ghosts Night Parade, like Night Battle in All Directions, also had an area-of-effect component.

It was a group battle move.

After learning this style, he looked at Black Night Divine Fist, Seventh Style—Soaring Shock!

After learning the three new fist techniques.

He looked at all the contemplation diagrams again.

Confirming that the contemplation content was consistent with what he saw at the Four Seas Trading Company.

He completely put his mind at ease.

After all, the Blackwater Gang established itself with Black Night Divine Fist!

And at the Four Seas Trading Company, Black Night Divine Fist cost one thousand taels to view for a day!

There was a direct conflict in martial arts inheritance between the two.

The possibility of them joining forces to set up a trap was extremely small.

Then next, he looked at the door.

It was time to make some noise.

From his observation.

In the Blackwater Gang, hiding one's abilities was useless.

It was better to appropriately display some talent to obtain the resources one was fighting for.

He recalled his layout.

Reconfirming that there were no obvious omissions.

He opened the door and walked straight out.

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Hearing the noise, Instructor Sun, who had been waiting outside the door all day, frowned and immediately scolded Tang Wen, who came out:

"Your name is Tang Wen, right?"

"What's going on?!"

"Didn't I tell you to seize every minute and every second?!"

"Did you take my words as wind in your ears?"

"There are still six full minutes before the appointed time, and you came out early?"

"What, you look down on these six minutes?"

"I'm telling you, when I was contemplating and learning fist techniques, I couldn't wait to live inside."

Instructor Sun, one look and you could tell he was an old instructor, scolding fiercely.

Killing the chicken to warn the monkey.

Looks like I'm that monkey.

Tang Wen secretly curled his lip; he wanted to cause trouble anyway.

Instructor Sun's actions were a form of cooperation.

He wasn't in a hurry to retort.

Six minutes passed in a flash,

The other martial artists came out one after another.

Seeing Tang Wen being scolded, and hearing a few words, they understood what was going on.

"Who is this person? A newcomer?"

"Must be a newcomer, doesn't even know the name of Iron Face Instructor."

"Hehe, heard he's a beastmaster."

"Newcomer who hasn't taken our Law Enforcement Hall to Hundred Flower Pavilion, heard he's following a newly promoted leader."

"No wonder, turns out he has no backing."

Tang Wen heard these words, not missing a single one.

Instructor Sun also heard it; so he was a newcomer!

So the scolding became even smoother.

One, two, three...

Tang Wen silently counted the footsteps behind him.

Fourteen people, all present.

Instructor Sun was still spitting furiously.

Damn it!

Why doesn't this kid retort; it's boring without a fight.

Instructor Sun was used to scolding disciples and preferred to teach those unruly guys.

He had just taken in a class of students and planned to clean up the troublemakers.

Unfortunately, over the years, his prestige had become deeply rooted; the old-timers in the gang knew him and didn't dare to provoke him!

Only the newcomers foolishly jumped out.

Swish!

Tang Wen raised his head, his eyes flashing with calm light.

"Uh!"

Instructor Sun was inexplicably stunned.

He only heard Tang Wen calmly say, "Just now, I gained some insights while comprehending the contemplation method, and I would like to ask the instructor to take a look at a punch!"

After saying that.

He didn't give everyone time to react.

He stepped forward in a bow stance, contemplated, bent his elbow, and threw a punch!

The fist, from a distance of two meters, went straight towards Instructor Sun.

Scare!

Like a great monkey suddenly startled.

Instructor Sun didn't even think, immediately jumping backward.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind swept past.

Black hair danced wildly.

His face was full of shock; after a long while, he gritted his teeth and spat out a few words: "Shadow Kill! You've learned it!"

What?

The martial artists behind Tang Wen hadn't figured out what had happened.

Expressions of schadenfreude, disdain, ridicule, and so on were still on their faces.

They doubted their ears, stiffly moving their heads, wanting to figure out what had happened from their companions' faces.

Unfortunately, all fourteen people were now dumbfounded.

"This is your reason for coming out early?" Instructor Sun's face was livid.

He stared at Tang Wen's eyes, clenched his fist, and asked: "I'm afraid this isn't your first time comprehending Black Night Divine Fist!"