High Martial Arts Storm

Traveling under the stars, danger lurks everywhere.

Because flying the magnetic flying disc at high altitudes would make them easy targets for mutated beasts, the four of them continued on foot after passing through the first-level desolate town of Songlou.

wilderness.

The vegetation is lush and the trees are abundant.

The old road was dilapidated, with bloodstains everywhere, and you could see skeletons by the roadside from time to time along the way.

"Aww..."

A gentle breeze carried with it the increasingly clear howls of wolves.

Half a minute later.

Three strong, mutated wolves sprang out of the bushes, blocking the four people's path.

Their eyes glow green, they are about the size of a calf, and their fangs are sharp and appear exceptionally shrewd.

"Only three level-one mutated wolves have appeared, which is beyond my expectations." Yang Qin smiled calmly, not even lifting her hand holding the spear, and continued, "Yang Haocheng, you are responsible for dealing with them."

"I?"

Yang Haocheng's expression changed slightly.

He was terrified and afraid of dying.

He has not experienced many real battles. Although he has rich experience in boxing, he is seriously lacking in real combat experience in life-or-death struggles.

"That's right, it's you." Yang Qin's smile faded, her expression turning much colder. She continued, "Once you leave the base city, you'll be on the battlefield of life and death. We can protect you, but there will be times when we're powerless to do so. So if you want to survive, and survive longer, you must become strong yourself. Now is the best opportunity to hone your skills."

"Captain Yang, his cultivation level is low and he has no practical combat experience. I'll kill two mutated wolves and leave one for him to practice on!" Mu Ailian said.

"No, give all three to him," Yang Qin said in a deep voice.

"this……"

Mu Ailian hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Haocheng.

Yang Haocheng hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"Do you know any sword techniques?" Yang Qin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Won't."

"Don't you know swordsmanship or combat techniques? Are you just slashing around with a sword? Use fist techniques instead," Yang Qin said.

"Um!"

Yang Haocheng plunged the knife into the ground.

He walked toward the three mutated wolves. Despite being extremely nervous, he tried to calm himself down. Seeing the mutated wolves take two steps back, he suddenly quickened his pace.

"Aww..."

Three mutated wolves howled and charged fiercely towards them.

They were incredibly fast, like three sharp arrows shooting towards Yang Haocheng in the moonlight. When they were only seven or eight meters away from Yang Haocheng, they leaped into the air, their gaping maws and menacing fangs pointing directly at his body.

"drink!"

Yang Haocheng instantly drew the dagger from his waist and hurled it fiercely at the mutated wolf in the middle.

His sprint path veered to the left and forward, and just as he was about to be struck by the mutated wolf to his left, he bent his knees and leaned back, instantly unleashing the first move of the Shattering Star Fist:

The fist strikes like a spark, vertically like a cannon.

A straight-line bombardment is directed upwards.

The mutated wolf, leaping into the air, was directly above him.

One punch!

Even though he only used seven-tenths of his punching power, it struck the mutated wolf's abdomen, where its defense was weakest.

"Aww..."

"Chance!"

Yang Haocheng forgot his nervousness and his fear.

He flipped over and crouched down, then slammed his right foot off the ground, propelling his body forward in an instant. With one hand, he precisely grabbed the hind leg of the mutated wolf that had been thrown into the air, pulled it forcefully, and slammed it hard against the ground.

"Bang!"

The mutated wolf that Yang Haocheng was holding did not fall to the ground, but instead fell onto another mutated wolf that pounced on it.

Grab the wolf's leg.

Yang Haocheng did not let go.

He frantically swung his arms, slamming the mutated wolf's head onto the ground three times in succession. As blood splattered everywhere, another mutated wolf pounced on him.

"puff……"

Sharp claws gripped the back of the mutated wolf in Yang Haocheng's hand, while sharp fangs tore at Yang Haocheng's neck.

This moment.

Yang Haocheng has let go.

As he dodged to the side, he also charged toward the mutated wolf that he had just knocked away.

Shattering Star Fist, Second Move:

The arm extends to the elbow, and the fist is divided into three shadows.

As the mutated wolf's claws tore a bloody gash in his left arm, his fist, imbued with internal energy, slammed into the wolf's neck and head.

"Aww..."

The mutated wolf, traumatized, crashed to the ground. This time, instead of getting up to pounce on Yang Haocheng, it howled and turned to flee.

Another mutated wolf, seeing its companion's head mangled and its body convulsing on the ground, also lost its confidence in hunting prey and howled as it fled to one side.

The battle ended.

Although the whole process only lasted for a little over half a minute, it was extremely thrilling.

"Not bad, the whole battle was much better than I expected." Yang Qin nodded in satisfaction, then glanced at Mu Ailian, who was standing to the side with a somewhat dazed look and a hint of disbelief on her face, and teased, "Teacher Yang, your student has been trained by me for two days, her performance should be passable, right?"

Just passable?

This is far from just getting by!

Yang Haocheng's performance this time was simply amazing.

Mu Ailian remained silent.

She realized that she had misjudged him before. She had thought that Yang Haocheng was timid and weak, had poor cultivation aptitude, lacked practical experience, and belonged to the most mediocre type of student.

However, Yang Haocheng's performance in today's battle was outstanding in terms of tactical arrangement, timing, proficiency with the Shattering Star Fist, and courage in the fight.

"This kid is not bad, but using the Star Shattering Fist is not a good choice when fighting against mutated beasts," Zheng Yang said, raising his hand to touch the scar on his cheek.

"You're right. When fighting mutated beasts, using weapons is the only way to unleash stronger attacks." Yang Qin's lips curled up as she said, "Why don't you teach him the 'Blazing Sun Blade Technique'? If his combat power increases, we'll have less of a burden when we encounter mutated beasts again."

"..."

Zheng Yang rolled his eyes.

If you want to learn his "Blazing Sun Blade Technique," you have to pay a fee.

Yang Qin narrowed her eyes and looked at Yang Haocheng, saying, "Zheng Yang's 'Blazing Sun Blade Technique' is a Silver-level combat skill. To buy a manual of this level, you'd need at least 10,000 Star Coins. If you want to find a teacher to instruct you, you'd need to spend tens of thousands more Star Coins. Do you understand what I mean?"

"clear!"

Yang Haocheng nodded hurriedly.

Suddenly, as if he had just remembered something, he looked embarrassed and said, "But I only have eight thousand star coins left."

"We're partners now," Mu Ailian suddenly said. "Zheng Yang values ​​friendship more than star coins, so I think he should be willing to teach you."

"..."

Zheng Yang was speechless.

He finally understood that Mu Ailian and Yang Qin, as Yang Haocheng's class advisor and sparring partner, had already sided with Yang Haocheng.

That's it!

It's okay to earn less!

If this kid could improve his strength, he could cause me less trouble in this wilderness.

"Here you go!" Zheng Yang tossed over a small booklet sewn with gold thread, and continued, "Hurry up and finish reading it. After you've memorized everything, I'll teach you how to practice it a few times."

"Thank you, Brother Yang."