A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 160: Seeing Everything
Xiao Zongting walked to his desk, looked at Liang Wu who was standing on the stage with a cold look, and said in a deep voice: "Intern escort Duan Rong, your realm is the second level of the inner breath realm. Escort Liang Wu, you don't need to suppress your realm, you can fight directly."

As soon as Xiao Zongting said this, several of the nine escort candidate candidates looked at Duan Rong with strange eyes...

On the ring, Liang Wu, who was standing opposite Duan Rong, was stunned.

After all, when the fourth escort team returned to the escort agency, the incident involving Ruan Jing had already passed. Even the escort leader Wang Zhuoyong only knew Duan Rong's realm at this time, let alone Liang Wu.

It was not uncommon for a trainee escort to achieve the second level of mastery in inner energy in the past, but it has not happened for many years.

The last time, it seemed to be Sun Huang, the leader of the current second escort team.

When he participated in the internship assessment, he achieved the second level of inner breath. At that time, the old shopkeeper was still in charge of the escort agency. This incident seemed to have caused quite a stir in the escort agency...

Liang Wu couldn't help but look at Duan Rong again.

He had never expected that the man in front of him had also achieved the second level of inner energy during his trainee escort period...

The fourth escort team was out on a convoy, but they just came back the day before yesterday. Liang Wu had always been a sex-hungry ghost. He had been holding back on escorting for more than a month. Although he knew that he was selected as one of the ten candidate escort masters to participate in the regular examination, he still couldn't help but sneak into the brothel in Jinmao Lane and spent a whole night there...

Unfortunately, today when he came here, he was the first one to be picked by Xiao Zongting, and his opponent was a tough guy who had achieved the second level of inner energy.

Liang Wu couldn't help but curse his bad luck.

But no matter what, he has already entered the ring, and he doesn't want to embarrass their Fourth Escort Team in the ring.

Although Wang Zhuoyong was protective of his shortcomings, he was also a man who cared a lot about his reputation. If he couldn't even beat a trainee escort from the Second Escort Team in public, Wang Zhuoyong would never let him go.

Liang Wu perked up, drew out the oxtail knife from his waist, and a serious look appeared on his flushed face.

Duan Rong looked at Liang Wu opposite him, but an idea came to his mind. He remembered the scene last night when his spiritual consciousness penetrated the patrolling guard. However, at that time, he had practiced the Taizang Sutra for two hours, and his soul was under too much pressure, so he suddenly felt a pain and had to retract his spiritual consciousness.

At that time, some ideas that came to his mind had not been tried out yet. But now facing Liang Wu, Duan Rong felt that it was a good opportunity to give it a try and verify his ideas at that time.

Duan Rong stood on the stage, motionless, but his mind was urging him to move, and his consciousness suddenly released...

The moment his spiritual consciousness was released, Duan Rong focused his attention on Liang Wu...

Liang Wu's body was instantly penetrated by the divine consciousness and unfolded in front of Duan Rong...

For a moment, in Duan Rong's eyes, his body was even more transparent, clear, and delicate than an X-ray...

Bones, fascia, meridians, Dantian, internal breath, and even every pore... in Duan Rong's eyes, they all became vivid and delicate, as if they were right in front of him...

At this time, Liang Wu had already rushed towards Duan Rong with a knife, but at the moment when his body moved, Duan Rong had seen through his moves from the vibration of his bones and muscles, as well as the circulation of his internal breath.

"A move called 'Tiger Enters the Cave' from the Five Tigers and a Group of Sheep Knife." Duan Rong said silently in his heart.

At the moment when Liang Wu stabbed at him, Duan Rong just calmly retreated half a step to the right and back, and Liang Wu's attack missed. Duan Rong took the opportunity to twist his waist and turn around. He didn't know how he moved, but he was already standing behind Liang Wu. Liang Wu was shocked and turned over to attack again, but Duan Rong still walked leisurely and dodged accurately with simple movements, as if Liang Wu was deliberately avoiding Duan Rong's attack.

Loud laughter broke out around the ring.

In the eyes of the escorts who were watching the fun, Liang Wu was obviously drunk and his steps were unsteady, while Duan Rong was moving slowly step by step, as if he was almost standing there waiting to be hit by Liang Wu, but Liang Wu didn't even touch the corner of Duan Rong's clothes.

Amidst the laughter, Wang Zhuoyong's face became uglier and uglier. He stood up and shouted at the ring: "Liang Wu, if you continue to be dizzy up there, get off!"

Not only did the escorts who were watching the fun think that Liang Wu was drunk and making a scene on the stage, but even several escort leaders present thought so too.

But Xiao Zongting's pair of turbid eyes like dead fish emitted a calm and deep light. He saw some clues, but was not too sure.

Because Duan Rong had only moved twice, and his movements were very simple, so to those onlookers, it seemed that Duan Rong had not moved at all.

What made Xiao Zongting even more puzzled was that he didn't know how Duan Rong did it, or he didn't think Duan Rong could achieve such a level.

Because even if his martial arts were not abandoned and he was at his prime, and he suppressed his internal energy to the second level and fought with Liang Wu, he would never be able to reach Duan Rong's level.

That is a kind of precision and confidence!
And it is absolute precision and absolute confidence!

Just like a king who controls the overall situation, he is so precise that he is unwilling to expend any extra energy or move an inch further.

It was as if Liang Wu opposite him was a puppet in his hands, and Duan Rong could fully control his moves and intentions.

When Liang Wu heard Wang Zhuoyong's roar from the audience, he became very anxious. He was in the game and knew it best. Although he was a little hungover, his mind was clear when he was ready to draw his sword, and he was not dizzy at all.

However, as soon as he swung his sword, the opponent almost simultaneously moved and stood in the gap in his attack. When he changed his attack again, the opponent took a light step and stepped into the gap in his attack again.

"What the hell!" Liang Wu cursed, looking at Duan Rong with some fear. "Am I really drunk?"

Liang Wu clenched his fist and hit his temple several times.

Duan Rong heard Wang Zhuoyong's roar, and then saw the doubt in Liang Wu's eyes, and his heart moved. He glanced at Wang Zhuoyong, who was sitting next to Xiao Zongting under the ring, and thought to himself: This can't be done anymore. Using the other party's hangover as a cover, it can be covered up after trying twice, but if the whole audience teases Liang Wu like this, even a fool can see that it is abnormal.

Duan Rong withdrew his spiritual sense, and with a swish, he drew out the oxtail knife from his waist and attacked Liang Wu directly.

Having absorbed more than ten sword techniques at the minor success level, practiced the three incomplete moves passed down to him by Xiao Zongting, and added the insights gained from his recent fight with Ximen Kankan, Duan Rong's sword techniques today were beyond the ability of Liang Wu to resist.

After just two moves, Liang Wu was defeated. He was kicked in the abdomen by Duan Rong and rolled down from the edge of the ring...

Liang Wu rolled to the ground, then immediately jumped up. Half of his face was covered with dust. As soon as he jumped up, he felt his stomach churning. With a wow, he vomited. Immediately, the vomit mixed with the smell of alcohol was vomited all over the ground...

Wang Zhuoyong sat there, looking at Liang Wu, his face twisted into the color of liver. He immediately felt a little regretful. At this moment, he felt that the slap Xiao Zongting gave Liang Wu at the beginning was really too light.

Moreover, there is an embarrassing question now, that is, does this competition and assessment count?
Liang Wu was so drunk that he seemed to have little fighting power. Duan Rong knocked him off the ring with just one encounter. They didn't even have time to see the strength of each of them. How could they judge each other?
(End of this chapter)