High Martial Arts Storm

In a quiet room.

After sorting through his father's belongings and gathering his mixed emotions of grief and joy, Yang Haocheng turned to leave the room, only to suddenly spot his sister standing gracefully by the door.

She was dressed in all black.

Black strips of cloth were wrapped around his eyes, obscuring them.

Her hair flowed freely across her forehead, and the black guide cane she held in her hand emitted a dim, eerie glow.

"sister……"

Yang Haocheng's lips moved.

His older sister, Yang Xinlan, is five years older than him; she is twenty-two years old this year.

Ten years ago, a beast tide attacked the city, and the defense line of the 18th ring city wall was breached. Many strange beasts rushed into the residential area of ​​the 17th ring. It was at that time that the older sister fought a desperate battle with a strange beast to protect her and her younger brother Yang Haozhi. Although she survived, she was blinded by the poison sprayed by the beast.

"Uncle Pang contacted me, and I already know about Dad's situation," Yang Xinlan said expressionlessly.

"Sister, I..."

"With the college entrance exam just around the corner, you must turn your grief and anger into strength, work hard to cultivate yourself, and strive to get into a good university." Yang Xinlan said, slowly extending her right hand.

In her palm was a crystal card.

"This is a training card from the Zijing Martial Arts Academy. It's valid for three months. If you need it, you can also hire a combat officer-level sparring partner to accompany you for two hours of practical training every day," Yang Xinlan said.

Yang Haocheng was somewhat taken aback.

He had seen this training card before. Several classmates from well-off families had flaunted it in public. It was said that training at the Zijing Martial Arts Hall with this card was very effective, but it cost 10,000 star coins per month.

It will take three months and will require 30,000 Star Coins.

My sister...

Where did all that money come from?

Suddenly, he remembered his father's pension.

"Sis, Uncle Pang transferred 50,000 star coins to me, I'll transfer it to you right away..."

"Keep this and use it to buy the cultivation resources you need. I still have some here, enough for our living expenses for a few years." Yang Xinlan waved her hand, turned around and continued, "I'll take care of things at home. You should focus on becoming stronger and become the pillar of the family in the future."

Top beam column?

Yang Haocheng nodded emphatically.

The older sister is blind, and the younger brother is only in junior high school. In the future, he will definitely have to support the family.

"Sister, I will become stronger and take good care of our family," Yang Haocheng said loudly, clenching his fist.

Yang Xinlan paused for a moment, then continued walking outside.

Yang Haocheng watched his sister's retreating figure, secretly encouraging himself to be braver in the future.

Yes!

He needs to be brave!

Previously, he was self-aware enough to know that he had only average talent in cultivation and that it would be difficult for him to achieve great things in the future.

But now, he has more confidence.

It was the "Blessed Land" system that gave him confidence.

evening.

The setting sun was like blood.

Yang Haocheng left home carrying the wooden box, preparing to diligently cultivate during the next five-day holiday.

The Zijing Martial Arts Hall is located on the 16th Ring Road, nestled in the woods on the outskirts of a residential area. It is a three-story domed building, each floor of which is more than ten meters high, making it quite spectacular.

Swipe your card to enter.

Inside was a spacious metal passageway.

Yang Haocheng walked forward for more than ten meters and was greeted by a tall woman wearing a black training uniform and a ponytail. She looked heroic and spirited.

"Welcome to the Bauhinia Martial Arts Hall. Which training room did you book?" the woman asked with a smile.

"reserve?"

Yang Haocheng was taken aback.

The woman sized up Yang Haocheng and asked with a smile, "Is this your first time at our Zijing Martial Arts Hall? I'm Yang Qin, a sparring partner here. Would you like me to take you to the training room?"

"May I?"

"I'd be happy to help."

Yang Qin was good at communicating, and while leading the way, she explained the situation of the place.

Martial artists usually make reservations in advance before coming to the Zijing Martial Arts Hall to avoid arriving to find no available training rooms and making a wasted trip.

Also.

The training rooms are divided into three levels.

The first-class training room is the best, the second-class training room is next, and the third-class training room is the worst.

Yang Haocheng's crystal card is of the lowest grade, which only allows him to book a third-grade training room.

"What's the difference between the different levels?" Yang Haocheng asked, puzzled.

"There are many differences, such as the size and sturdiness of the training room, the quality of the training instructors, and the quality of the training equipment..." Yang Qin patiently explained.

soon.

The two followed the metal passageway to the training room area.

"The free sparring partners in the third-class training room are at the Battle Officer level, while I am a Battle General level sparring partner." Yang Qin smiled as she stood in front of a door. "If you want me to be your sparring partner, you'll need to spend a certain amount of star coins."

"How many star coins will be needed for three months?" Yang Haocheng asked.

"If someone else were to hire me, it would cost at least 10,000 star coins per month, but you..." Yang Qin glanced at the wooden box Yang Haocheng was carrying and smiled, "Half price, 5,000 star coins per month."

Why?

"Why so many questions? It's up to you whether you invite me or not."

"..."

Yang Haocheng remained silent for more than ten seconds, then nodded emphatically.

His previous goal for the college entrance exam was a "technical college," where he could work a clerical job in the safe cradle. But things are different now. The pillar of his family has collapsed, and he will have to shoulder the responsibility of supporting his family in the future. The best choice for him is a "martial arts college."

therefore.

The college entrance examination is especially important to him.

The next three months are of paramount importance.

Warriors at the general level are powerful and have rich cultivation experience, making them much stronger than warriors at the officer level. This money has been well spent.

Enter the training room.

Yang Haocheng found the room to be very spacious, more than 100 square meters. In addition to a few training equipment, there were more than a dozen kinds of weapons on the weapon racks against the wall, including common knives, spears, clubs, axes, etc.

"What is your personal terminal's combat power value?" Yang Qin asked.

"5.6".

"Five-star Battle Soldier Realm." Yang Qin nodded slowly and said calmly, "Come on, use all your abilities and let me see how much power you can unleash now."

"Now?"

"What? Is it not allowed?"

"OK……"

Yang Haocheng felt a little uneasy, but he still mustered up his courage and prepared to make a move.

He had experienced many battles; practical combat was a part of his school curriculum.

Military boxing.

This is his best style of boxing, which he has practiced for many years to perfection.

His inner energy flowed from his heart, his steps were like a bow, his spine was like a dragon, and his fists were like cannonballs, hard and swift. In an instant, he slammed into Yang Qin. This explosive power made him feel stronger than ever before.

"Smack..."

Yang Qin curled the corners of her mouth, a smile playing on her lips, and gently raised her hand to pat the incoming fist with perfect accuracy.

The shockwave spread along Yang Haocheng's fist, instantly affecting half of his arm.

Slight pain, numbness.

The recoil even caused him to stumble back several steps before he regained his balance.

"Your movements are too weak, and your power is too low." Yang Qin shook her head and said with a hint of disappointment, "In military boxing, your feet must be firmly planted, your waist must be stable, and your power must flow from your feet to your waist, then from your waist to your arms, concentrating in your fists and the center of your fists to unleash your strongest power. Now..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Haocheng raised his fist again.

"Smack..."

He was knocked back again.

"It's slightly better than before, but only a little. Your combat power is 5.6, but the attack power you unleash is at most comparable to a four-star warrior. So, continue..."

"Again..."

"Pay attention to the coordination of all parts of your body, and combine speed and power..."

"Very good, continue the attack..."

"Keep your feet steady, channel your power throughout your body, and sprint speed can boost your strength..."

"continue……"

For a full twenty minutes, Yang Haocheng launched dozens of attacks in succession.

Every attack he made was easily blocked by Yang Qin, who then guided and adjusted him... Gradually, even though he was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, and his internal energy was completely depleted, he still unleashed even greater power.

"It's all set. How does it feel?" Yang Qin asked.

Feel?

Yang Haocheng wiped the sweat from his face, a hint of joy in his eyes.

He used to have combat power, but he couldn't unleash it fully. Just as Yang Qin said, he was clearly a five-star warrior, but his attack power could only reach the standard of a four-star warrior.

With Yang Qin's guidance and sparring, he became familiar with his own strength, especially the combination of speed and power, which he then unleashed in his attacks using military boxing.

"It feels great."

"hehe!"

Yang Qin smiled and said, "Your internal energy is almost depleted, isn't it? Let's stop here for today. You should recover your internal energy first, and then practice the military boxing repeatedly as I taught you. Once you've mastered it, I'll teach you an even better body-strengthening boxing method."

After a while.

Yang Haocheng watched Yang Qin leave, then sat down cross-legged.