I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"Strange ability."

The girl muttered to herself.

"He still has many mysterious aspects... It wouldn't be a bad thing to let Bai Ya get to know him."

……

The next day at noon, Xue Jing was quietly practicing the Hidden Dragon Technique in the training room.

The Shaking Armor Technique and the Hidden Dragon Technique are one dynamic and one static; one cultivates dragon power, and the other nourishes dragon energy. They complement each other and must be practiced simultaneously and progress in tandem.

His physical condition is now vastly different from before, and the burden of practicing the Hidden Dragon Technique is easily bearable for him. He might even be able to challenge himself to maintain the Hidden Dragon Technique stance for 24 hours.

However, when it comes to martial arts training, too much of a good thing can be bad. It's important to balance work and rest. Practicing the Hidden Dragon Technique for one or two hours a day is about right. If you practice for any longer, your mind and emotions will become volatile and restless, and the efficiency of your training will be greatly reduced.

[You have completed one session of the Hidden Dragon Stance Training, gaining 228 Fitness Experience Points.]

[...Hidden Dragon Strength Experience Points +217]

[…Visualization experience points +116]

Shortly after he finished practicing the Hidden Dragon Technique, his cell phone, which was placed on the solid wood floor, vibrated and rang.

Xue Jing picked up his phone and answered the call.

"Yes, it's me."

"..."

"No problem, I'm free right now."

"..."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

It was a call from the client who wanted him to be their sparring partner.

After hanging up the phone, Xue Jing first went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed his clothes, and then left Canglong Dojo and hailed a taxi.

"Driver, please go to Mufeng Street in the North District..."

After getting into the car, Xue Jing told the driver the address provided by the client.

"Okay, hold on tight."

The driver, a cheerful middle-aged man, smiled and replied, then turned the steering wheel sharply, making a wide turn.

The car sped towards the northern part of the city.

……

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“Look, that’s the southern suburbs. More than ten years ago, a big company said it was going to develop there and attracted a lot of investment, which made the people of the southern district very happy. But unexpectedly, it was found that the area was a ‘high-risk area for earthquakes’. The buildings were only half-built, and it was confirmed that they could not be sold, so they simply stopped building them, leaving a large area of ​​unfinished buildings.”

Xue Jing followed his hand and could clearly see that at the end of his line of sight, there was a large area of ​​buildings that were only half-built, with the vast majority of them having exposed steel bars.

"There isn't a single living person to be found over there now, but there are a bunch of dead bodies. Many of the dead cases in Qingcheng were discovered there, because nobody goes there usually, so it's a convenient place to hide the bodies."

Xue Jing sat in the back seat of the car, not replying, but his gaze sharpened.

He possesses Lv5 aiming ability and extremely sharp eyesight, far surpassing that of ordinary people. It's like having a built-in telescope. Even though he's extremely far from that unfinished building area, he can still see many details clearly.

On the roof of an unfinished building without a ceiling, there seems to be a strange dark shadow standing on a rusty steel bar. It looks like... a cockroach?

Xue Jing blinked, then looked more closely and discovered that only a large black plastic bag was hanging on the steel bar, rattling loudly in the strong wind.

"Is it just an illusion..." he wondered.

Could it be a lingering effect from killing that cockroach monster a couple of days ago? Now I see something that looks even remotely similar and immediately think it's a cockroach.

He shook his head, not really paying attention.

It's possible that I was left with some psychological trauma, after all, cockroaches are truly disgusting.

……

The northern district is the residence of the vast majority of high-ranking government officials and has long been known as the "noble northern district".

Of course, this is just one perspective and not an absolute statement. There are many ordinary residents in the North District as well, and only a few government officials. If only they could live in the North District, it would become a ghost town.

This was Xue Jing's first time in the North District. He sat in the car and looked around curiously through the window for a while, but he couldn't find any difference between this place and the East and West Districts.

But after the car drove up a long slope, turned two corners, and entered Mufeng Street, his thoughts changed.

On the clean and tidy streets, villas and mansions are scattered among the lush green trees. The pedestrians are all dressed smartly and have an elegant demeanor. Some are even wearing butler's uniforms or maid outfits that you would only see in idol dramas...

The cars on the street weren't all expensive luxury cars, but all of them had license plates with numbers like 1 to 5, 5 to 1, five 6s, or five 9s.

Even if this license plate is on a Wuling Hongguang, it would still be quite intimidating, which shows what kind of people are in the car.

After the driver pulled into the parking lot, his relaxed demeanor vanished, replaced by an extremely serious expression. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, leaned forward, and focused intently.

It's like taking a driving test, extremely cautious, afraid of scratching or bumping into something.

Upon arriving at their destination, Xue Jing scanned the QR code to pay, said thank you, and got off the bus.

He turned and glanced at the house in front of him.

Yes, a large villa.

Two people were already standing at the gate, which was wide enough for a large car to pass through.

"There's light?" Xue Jing asked in confusion.

He glanced at the well-off young man who was scratching his head and laughing awkwardly, and then at his older brother Pei Tiancheng beside him.

"Was it you who commissioned the dojo?" Xue Jing raised an eyebrow.

Pei Youguang stepped forward with a smile and said, "I suppose so."

"Let's not talk about that for now, Master Xue. Welcome to our brother's house, please come in!"

……

Xue Jing followed Pei Youguang and his brother into the villa. After passing through a large courtyard and several corridors, they arrived at a very large and elegantly decorated living room.

He sat down on the sofa in the living room, and immediately several maids brought over a tea tray.

One of them walked up to Xue Jing, knelt down, placed the tea set, and brewed him a cup of black tea of ​​unknown variety with warm water.

"Please have some tea, sir." She respectfully extended her hand, her head lowered as she secretly glanced at Xue Jing's profile, a blush rising on her face.

"Thank you," Xue Jing replied politely, picked up the expensive-looking cup, took a sip, and didn't taste anything special, but felt that the taste was quite good and had a pleasant aftertaste.

He put down his cup, looked at Pei Tiancheng sitting opposite him, and said with a smile:

"Young Master Pei, you've placed this request with our dojo, does that mean you want me to spar with you?"

Hearing this, Pei Youguang, who was standing next to him, curled up the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh but dared not.

Pei Tiancheng immediately shook his head and hurriedly said:

"No, it wasn't me. Someone wanted to ask you out through me, to meet you."

"I figured you're so capable, you must be very busy, so it wouldn't be appropriate to just ask you to meet in person. That's why I paid for this service."

Pei Tiancheng said tactfully, his expression a little embarrassed.

At the banquet at Ruizhu Hotel earlier, he wanted to get to know Xue Jing, so he asked Pei Youguang to call him over, but Pei Youguang came back alone instead.

He had already seen through it then. It wasn't that Pei Youguang forgot to say it, but that Xue Jing was a man of pride who would never do anything that involved being obsequious.

The reason for inviting Xue Jing through a commission was that I was worried that a direct invitation would remind him of what happened that night and cause him to refuse again.

Xue Jing didn't pay attention to Pei Tiancheng's complicated thoughts, and simply asked curiously, "Oh? Someone wants to see me? Who is it?"

Pei Tiancheng waved his hand, signaling the maids beside him to leave.

Then he whispered:

“I don’t know… he was a man, and he seemed to have a very special background. My dad treated him with great respect and told me to try my best to meet his requests.”

“Yesterday, Youguang and I had a drink with this man and managed to find out some things. He said he came from an official organization, but I couldn’t find out exactly what kind of organization it was.”

Pei Tiancheng paused for a moment, then continued:

"However, this man is very strong."

"Although I've never fought him, I can tell from his appearance, demeanor, and some of his habits that he must be someone who's used to fighting. He's decisive in his words and actions and doesn't like beating around the bush."

Xue Jing nodded and asked:

"Where are the others?"

Pei Tiancheng considered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "It's in the back mountain of the North District, not far from here... He said he'd take you to see him when you arrived."

Seeing that he was speaking cautiously, Xue Jing reached out and patted his shoulder reassuringly, then chuckled:

"Don't worry, you're the employer now, you're in charge."

Pei Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good."

"There's no time to lose, I'll take you there now."

……

On a grassy slope behind the North District, a man was lying with his legs crossed, sunbathing.

He had his eyes closed, looked to be in his early twenties, had a buzz cut, slightly dark skin, a resolute face, and was grinding a blade of grass between his teeth.

The man wore a black sleeveless vest, green military pants, and black military boots. His exposed muscles were strong and hard, radiating an almost metallic sheen, as if they were cast from steel.

"Ok?"

The man suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and gently pressed his hand behind his ear.

"Hello? Captain?"

"..."