After the darkness!

Yun Sheng Sect is not small; its real bases are actually the gathering points outside the high walls.

Whether it's the clubs in the city or the villa where Lu Qiang and the others are practicing their boxing, they are all like sanatoriums, specifically for the big shots in the sect to rest after returning from hunting in the wild.

Elite disciples like Lu Qiang are actually reserve forces, fresh blood.

Once the requirements are met, the true secret techniques will be taught to you.

Therefore, becoming a disciple of the sect is actually quite difficult.

You either need to be talented or come from a wealthy family.

While the former outwardly fawns over the latter, most secretly despise the latter.

This sentiment stems from both jealousy and the belief that these people are unworthy of their positions.

"Three characters, surname Lin, why don't I recognize them?" Lu Qiang scanned his mind and frowned.

Niu Shi shook his head. "I don't remember. I thought you knew. After all, the contract has been handed over, and it'll probably be signed soon. I hope it's not some idiot like Gao Fei."

Gao Fei is another elite disciple, but he is very unsociable. He has no sense of hierarchy among seniors and juniors in his speech and actions. He will not go out for meals or drinks when invited, and he is very aloof.

Before long, they isolated him.

"I hope so," Lu Qiang nodded in agreement. "But I can make a phone call and find out who it is right away."

He took out his phone and walked aside to make a call, but just as he took out his phone, a call came in.

He frowned and impatiently opened his phone, but when he saw the caller ID, his face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Boss, it's me, Xiao Lu. What's up?" he whispered.

"Oh, I understand what you mean. Okay, no problem. I'll do as you say since you've given the instructions."

"It doesn't matter about money. Aren't we friends? Friends help each other out. Besides, this is nothing."

"Yes, that kid is just a student with no background. If we're talking about his identity, he has an older sister who seems to work in the armed forces, but so what? Does that mean she can control the government or our Yun Sheng Club?"

Besides, we didn't do anything, haha, don't worry, no problem.

"If you want to practice well, you need a solid foundation. No one can argue with that. It's normal for me to let him focus on building his foundation during this period."

Lu Qiang spoke while laughing.

He thought it was something serious, since he wouldn't dare do anything too sensitive.

I didn't expect it to be this.

He also didn't like that kid.

"Don't worry, leave this to me. Yes, yes, that person's name is Lin Yijue. I won't forget. Okay, goodbye..." Lu Qiang replied with a smile.

and many more.

Lin Yijue?

Surname Lin, then three characters?

Lu Qiang's smile froze instantly.

They didn't even notice when the other end of the phone hung up.

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Yunsheng Club.

Lin Yijue did not go to the boxing training room again, but remained in the foot-scraping class.

He met the curious gazes of some of the trainees without flinching, and instead nodded in a friendly manner.

Most people were actually quite curious about him, who was like a transfer student, and during practice, they would occasionally glance at him out of the corner of their eye.

Lin Yijue didn't pay any attention. After a quick warm-up, he began today's practice.

Having eaten the raw meat ahead of time, his fatigue level was at its peak, and coupled with the improvement in his various physical attributes, his training was very effective.

Almost one in three kicks can increase proficiency.

[Yun Sheng Foot Technique: (Minor Success) 4%]

[Yun Sheng Foot Technique: (Minor Success) 4.1%]

……

Without the torment of excruciating pain, he almost enjoyed the force of each stab.

Occasionally, one can combine the feeling of practicing the Eighteen Forms to complete the whole-body power.

Each instance of this kind of concentrated force is like a critical hit, increasing proficiency by more than 0.1%.

This feeling captivated him completely.

Not far away, Wei Hong sipped her tea, carefully watching the other person's practice.

"See that? The 'Chuojiao' technique is definitely at the minor stage. It's as fast as the wind and as swift as lightning. What else could it be but minor stage? All that's left is to strengthen the bones and work on the skin."

"By the way, Lei Zi, could you get me some of your secret-recipe red algae oil? I don't have any, you know that."

"Why should my resources be used by the disciples you recruited?" Liu Lei, who was also watching from the side, directly refused.

"Don't be stingy, that stuff isn't expensive. How about I trade you some medicinal spring water?"

Liu Lei remained silent.

Wei Hong chuckled and walked over with her teacup.

"You've practiced well, but you need to be careful. In actual combat, when you choose to use a top kick, you either need to be quick or disrupt your opponent's rhythm. Otherwise, use top kicks less often."

"Is it because an upward kick is easy to expose an opening?" Lin Yijue was just about to pull his leg back to rest.

"Yes, and you should also realize that the real power of the 'Chuojiao' lies in its 'poke'. Compared to its speed, its 'poke' is actually the most difficult to deal with."

"Unlike a whip kick, or a karate kick in boxing, your jabbing kick can be slow, but it must not be weak. In other words, even if you're slow, you have to be slow enough that your opponent can only dodge and can't take the hit head-on. Once you reach this level, you can control the rhythm of the fight very well."

Wei Hong smiled and said, "Of course, the next step requires the help of external tools. I'll give you something later and then teach you the training method. Of course, before you master it, you can also try out the fighting style of evil cultivators."

"A heretical fighting style?" Lin Yijue was taken aback.

"That means wearing special equipment. Even someone like you who's just reached the minor stage of mastery can unleash the power of a master by wearing stainless steel spiked shoes. After all, one stab and you're a hole. Who wouldn't be afraid?" Wei Hong seemed to be in a good mood and joked.

"Alright, you can continue practicing alone. I'm going to prepare some things and I'll come find you later." He finished speaking, humming a song, and turned to leave.

"Master Wei, please wait." But the other party had only taken two steps when Lin Yijue called out to him.

"Huh?" Wei Hong was taken aback, somewhat puzzled, but still stopped.

"I have something I'd like to ask Master Wei." Lin Yijue stepped forward, looking at him with a bewildered and curious expression. "There are evil cultivation techniques in Chuojiao, similar to our Yunsheng Boxing. Do they have similar tools and weapons?"

Or, to put it another way, what kind of weapons and equipment do highly skilled individuals like yourself carry when venturing outside the high walls?

He finished speaking in one breath, his face serious.

He had been worrying about how to start a conversation, since directly saying, "Hey, look at your gear," seemed very abrupt.

Unexpectedly, Wei Hong's joke about "heretical cultivation" just happened to provide a ladder for her.

If he's right, the so-called "strong consciousness seed" should be the weapon or equipment used by experts, and this is essentially a test.