Infinite Fighting

Chapter 21 Monthly Competition Begins

He opened the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill that looked like a sugar pill and swallowed it.

Not long after, Zhang Ji felt that his energy and spirit had been significantly restored.

Practicing the "Dragon Shape Fist" is much more difficult than the "Iron Shirt", especially the step of refining the Yuan Qi.

Every time you refine the Yuan Qi, you will feel extreme fatigue both mentally and physically.

After a brief recovery, Zhang Ji turned his fighting skills into crystals and essences and threw them into the limited space, and began to practice "Iron Shirt" again.

He has a clear understanding of himself.

I am still very weak now. Facing such a complex world, only by continuous efforts and improvement of my strength can I be qualified to stand firm.

"Pah pah pah~~!"

Under the blow of the wooden hammer, Zhang Ji felt different this time.

After the pain, a slight numbness and warmth will flow through the corresponding part.

Yuan Qi!

Zhang Ji seemed to understand something.

Yuanqi is a living thing that can have many functions, but its most common effect is to nourish the body and treat hidden injuries.

This is energy extracted from the body, and when used on the body, the effect is very good.

In the [True Self Style], fighters from the [Yuanqi School] may not have the strongest combat power, but they definitely have the strongest health-preserving methods.

As long as you don't practice incorrectly or extract too much Yuan Qi, there will be no situation where your body will be strained and injured. On the contrary, the older you are, the more powerful your Yuan Qi cultivation will be, the better your physical condition will be, and the stronger your combat effectiveness will be.

This time, Zhang Ji beat himself until his whole body turned red and it really took a lot of effort.

Yuan Qi can repair the damage to the body so quickly that he needs to knock for dozens of minutes before his body turns red.

Of course, you can also use more force.

But Zhang Ji couldn't grasp the degree for the time being and didn't dare to advance rashly.

After he soaked in the medicinal bath, he could clearly feel the changes in his body. This training was equivalent to the effect of three days. As long as he waited for the medicinal power to be absorbed, he would be able to condense an essence.

In other words, while practicing the Dragon Shape Fist at the same time, his training efficiency did not decrease but increased?

Zhang Ji seemed to be thinking about something.

He originally planned to switch to the "Iron Shirt" first and put the "Dragon Shape Fist" aside.

But if he practices the Dragon Shape Fist at the same time, it will only take him two months to acquire the six Iron Shirt fighting skill crystals in advance.

Faster than expected.

However, this also increased his demand for Essence Pills.

Zhang Ji could clearly feel that after such a training session, his body felt a little weak again.

Originally, consuming one Essence Pill a day would be enough, but now he feels that he may have to consume about two Essence Pills a day.

Zhang Ji looked at the Essence Pills in the Wuxingmen Mall on his phone, and became more and more concerned about the Inner Gate Monthly Competition.

The next day, the machine ordered by Zhang Ji was delivered to his small yard.

Yes, he now lives in an independent courtyard. This is one of the benefits of being a true disciple. As long as he lives, this courtyard will always be his.

The drone dropped the wooden box into the yard. After Zhang Ji opened it, he saw a folding iron cube about one meter square.

"After connecting to the wireless network, enter the APP to start it?"

Zhang Ji operated the phone and clicked to start.

The next moment, the iron cube made a humming sound, indicator lights on it lit up, and it began to stretch automatically, and finally turned into a shape similar to a wooden man.

However, this thing is not a wooden man, but a training pole customized by Zhang Ji for practicing "Iron Shirt".

It can vibrate and strike at a high frequency, and the intensity can be adjusted to multiple levels. It can be used at full power for several days on a single charge, which is much easier than Zhang Ji's own strenuous hammering.

Then Zhang Ji used it to practice martial arts.

"Om~!"

A buzzing sound was heard, and the small fists wrapped in gloves on the iron man pole began to vibrate and strike rapidly. Zhang Ji stood in it, and in an instant, all parts of his body were struck.

He is alone and can only attack one place at a time, which is much more convenient than attacking by himself.

Time passed, and in less than half an hour, Zhang Ji's whole body was red.

This efficiency is more than five times better than his own!
And he retained his strength.

After finishing the medicinal bath, he can practice the "Dragon Shape Fist" again.

Zhang Ji looked back at the iron stake and said with emotion: "The combination of ancient and modern times belongs to yes."

For the next few days, Zhang Ji continued to practice like this.

After practicing "Iron Shirt", practice "Dragon Fist" and then take a Essence Pill.

During this process, Zhang Ji discovered that when he was in full condition, the effect of practicing "Dragon Shape Fist" to extract Yuan Qi was best.

That is, all the fighting skills of "Iron Shirt" are crystallized in the body.

In this state, his physique is stronger, and he can extract more Yuan Qi by practicing "Dragon Shape Fist". In this state, the absorption efficiency of swallowing the Essence Pill is also the best.

So Zhang Ji has now learned to switch states skillfully.

Practice "Iron Shirt" in normal state, practice "Dragon Fist" and swallow Essence Pill in complete state.

Martial arts often complement each other.

This is especially true when they are all part of a major school.

Just like the five grandmaster boxing techniques of the Five Forms School, they are complementary.

Therefore, "Dragon Fist" also benefits "Iron Shirt".

"Iron Shirt" and "Cat Claw Kung Fu" also complement each other.

Time quickly arrived at the inner gate of Wuxingmen.

In the Wuxing Sect's training ground, five hundred inner sect disciples stood in a neat row, still wearing Wuxing Sect's clothes.

The Wuxing School is divided into five schools according to the different directions of boxing, so the clothes are also divided by color and pattern.

The snake is green, the crane is white, the leopard is yellow, the tiger is brown, and the dragon is blue.

And there are corresponding image patterns on clothes of different colors.

However, in the current Wuxing Sect, no one has practiced the Dragon Form Fist since the beginning. Therefore, there were no blue clothes in the audience.

But there are on the field.

That is Zhang Ji.

He was not wearing the clothes of a true disciple.

The clothes of true disciples do not have just one pattern, but five shapes.

Zhang Ji was also wearing the clothes of an inner sect disciple, which was a blue robe with a dragon pattern on it.

Next to Zhang Ji was the core disciple who presided over this inner sect competition, whose name was Tan Honglang.

He is a professional seventh-dan master.

In the Five Forms Sect, only those who have reached the fifth professional level or above at the age of twenty and the seventh professional level before the age of thirty can become core disciples.

They are the backbone force responsible for managing the sect's affairs.

"Zhang Zhenchuan, please join the group." Tan Honglang saluted and said to Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji nodded and came to the end of the team.

Along the way, many people were looking at Zhang Ji.

After all, he suddenly took part in the monthly competition of the inner sect, and was wearing the clothes of the Dragon Hall which was already in name only, which really made people imagine.

However, no one whispered to each other, as the rules that the Five Forms Sect used to teach its disciples were still very strict.

After Zhang Ji joined the team, Tan Honglang began his speech on the stage.

It's not much different from the nonsense that teachers say in school. It's nothing more than words of encouragement and morale boosting, just of a different type.

Then comes the formal competition.

More than 500 people are divided into ten groups to fight against each other, and the winners advance to the next round.

The rules are very simple. You fight with bare hands and are not allowed to hit vital parts. You win if you knock your opponent out of the ring, or if he falls down and doesn't get up within ten seconds, or if he admits defeat.

There are referees on every arena, who are the teachers in charge of teaching in each hall, and they are also the core disciples of the Five Forms Sect.

Zhang Ji's cell phone beeped, and when he opened it, he saw that the draw was over. He was the fourth wave to enter the first round of Arena No. 5.

Then he watched the fight.

The inner disciples are all at a professional fighting level, and the fights between them are quite exciting to watch.

Even though their moves could not hit vital points, from time to time someone would suffer broken bones, or have multiple scars on their bodies, with some flesh falling off.

Only in Wuxingmen can they practice actual combat like this.

The pharmaceutical technology here at Wuxingmen is pretty good. Even if you have a broken bone, as long as it's not too serious, you can recover quickly within a month.

This kind of fight is what Wuxingmen wants to see.

They don't want to train disciples who are heartless and who, when out and about, are unable to use their martial arts skills when encountering problems and will simply escape.

Zhang Ji also felt the official headache from this scene.

No wonder the Dongji Congress is determined to block these sects as much as possible.

The military power possessed by these sects is quite high, which has a great impact on social stability.

However, from Zhang Ji's perspective, the world always respects the strong.

If the officials are incapable of governing the country, wouldn't it be enough to just replace them?
If they don't have the ability, Wuxingmen can still elect a member of parliament to help!
All the random thoughts flashed through Zhang Ji's mind, and his eyes were fixed on the competitions.

The inner disciples are already practicing the four grandmaster boxing styles of snake, crane, leopard and tiger, which is comparable to the outer disciples who are still laying the basics.

These four types of boxing styles each have their own advantages and disadvantages, and even have a sense of mutual promotion and restraint.

But if someone can master these four types of boxing, he or she will have almost no shortcomings in all aspects.

Zhang Ji thought of Li Long. When he was on Shanli Island, he had demonstrated extremely advanced skills in the Five Forms Boxing.

His moves had the ferocity of a tiger and the swiftness of a leopard, his body movements were as agile as a crane, his parrying and grappling skills were as strong as a snake, and he even mastered the dragon form, a Qi-energy attack that transcended reality, to a very high level.

What is most shocking is Li Long’s age.

He is only twenty-six years old!

A 26-year-old master, and he doesn’t seem to be just an ordinary master.

If other things were not taken into account, he could be considered a top talent in the entire world.

However, Zhang Ji did not remember the existence of such an NPC in the later versions of the game.

He could only guess that perhaps some unexpected events had occurred.

At this time, the fourth match in the fifth arena also ended. Zhang Ji received the message and stood up and went to the arena.

After showing his competition number, he was allowed to step onto the ring.

And after he got on the ring, another person came over.

He is a man with a slightly slender figure.

He spread his arms, tapped his toes, and jumped directly onto the four-meter-high platform.

Zhang Ji looked at the white crane with spread wings on his body and knew which hall he belonged to.

"Both sides salute." said the referee.

"Hetang, Xiao Xuan." The man bowed and saluted.

"Zhang Ji." Zhang Ji also bowed and returned the greeting.

"start!"

"Bang~!"

In an instant, Xiao Xuan was knocked out of the ring by Zhang Ji.

The speed was so fast that many people watching the game were unable to react.

Zhang Ji never underestimated his enemies, and he was facing a Hetang disciple who was an expert in physical skills, so he just burst out with all his strength and used the move of pushing his shoulder against his chest.

Then he saw the man being knocked out of the ring by him and lying eight meters away.

Medical staff quickly came up and carried the person away, and the referee directly announced the victory.

Zhang Ji didn't care about that person's life or death, and his expression didn't change at all.

If you want to fight, you must be prepared to pay the price. This is an eternal truth!!
(End of this chapter)