I, disguised as a white dragon, was supported by the state.

"Unheard of!" Zhang Yu shook his head.

"Why don't we just go and ask Mr. Bai?" Lei Yao suggested.

They both shook their heads.

“How could he possibly say something like that!” Liu Chongyu said.

“Mr. Bai may look gentle, but if you really upset him, it won’t taste good at all!” Zhang Yu said with great experience.

He still felt lingering fear when he thought about the time he tried to feed Bai Lin watermelon.

If Guan Mi hadn't been there, he suspected that he would have faced much more than just being told to "get out" that day!

However, Bailong is very clear about his grudges and favors, and he always receives a reward for helping him.

All three of them fell into deep thought.

Half a minute later, Zhang Yu couldn't help but ask, "Do you think she might turn into a dragon someday?"

"Can a human turn into a dragon?" Lei Yao asked rhetorically.

“How would I know!” Liu Chongyu said.

The group discussed it for a while, but still couldn't come up with a solution.

“That’s settled then,” Liu Chongyu said, standing up. “As Director Zhao said, let’s pretend this never happened. I’ll handle the rest.”

Looking at Zhang Yu's sparse hair, a sense of melancholy welled up in his heart.

He worried that sooner or later he would become bald like this guy.

Even so, in the following days, the group still showed some unusual behavior when facing Guan Mi.

Guan Mi keenly noticed this.

In particular, the scene where Zhang Yu would occasionally steal glances at the top of her head was easily noticed by her.

Her physique was far from ordinary, and her perception was naturally extraordinary as well.

This confused her a bit.

She even suspected that dragon horns had really grown out, so much so that she would touch her head from time to time.

None of this escaped Bai Lin's notice.

He was not omniscient or omnipotent, but he could easily unleash his divine sense to cover the entire Duck Head Mountain.

Even though he disdained spying on others, he didn't mind using his abilities to investigate when his secretary frequently showed signs of confusion and distress.

now.

Seeing Guan Mi talking to him and scratching his head, he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "You really want to grow dragon horns quickly?"

“Ah, oh,” Guan Mi nodded, “That’s right!”

"Dragon horns are a characteristic of your body's mutation..." Bai Lin patiently explained the significance of dragon horns.

The existence of the dragon scale in the Niwan Palace allows Guan Mi to borrow the power of the white dragon.

This process is not without its costs.

Her body will gradually be corrupted and transformed by the dragon's energy.

Dragon horns are the outward manifestation of this alienation.

Therefore, the more perfect the dragon horn, the higher the degree of this contamination.

While there are indeed some rare and precious materials in the Ruins Continent that can reverse this change, it is absolutely impossible on Earth where spiritual energy has been cut off.

After Bai Lin finished speaking, he asked, "Are you still looking forward to it?"

"Why not look forward to it?" Guan Mi asked matter-of-factly.

Bai Lin had said it long ago, and she had already made preparations.

“In that case, I’ll teach you another boxing technique,” ​​Bai Lin said, “which will allow you to master the power in your body more quickly.”

Guan Mi's eyes sparkled as she asked, "Mr. Bai, would you like to show it to me?"

Looking at Bai Long's tall and slender body, imagining him boxing, she felt increasingly excited.

However, as she felt a chill between her brows and a series of images flashed through her mind, she realized she was overthinking things.

Chapter 41 Dragon Fist

Guan Mi snapped out of her daze.

As she thought about it briefly, those images reappeared in her mind like silhouettes.

“Close your eyes, and your body will guide you,” Bai Lin said softly. “Pay attention to your breathing rhythm.”

Guan Mi's eyes, which had just opened, obediently closed again.

She executed a smooth and flowing set of boxing techniques, which was exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

After retracting his fist, Guan Mi felt a heat rising all over his body, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, he felt warm and cozy, as if he had just soaked in a hot spring.

Even though she had never been exposed to martial arts before, she could recognize the extraordinary nature of this style of boxing.

"Mr. Bai, where did this come from?" she asked curiously.

She became increasingly suspicious of Bai Lin's origins.

A dragon's body is different from a human's; how could it possibly know human martial arts?

"I learned it from an old friend a long time ago," Bai Lin said with a hint of nostalgia.

Those were the friends he met on his first trip after joining the Dragon Transformation Sect.

The other party came from a wealthy family and harbored a dream of cultivating immortality but could not find the way, so he spent a lot of money to recruit a lot of swindlers.

Bai Lin demonstrated his magic, which was seen by the other party, who then became entangled with him.

He showed Bai Lin his various collections, but Bai Lin thought they were all worthless junk.

This style of boxing was one of the few that barely met his standards.

It can increase one's qi and blood, and when cultivated to its extreme, even mortals can obtain physical strength comparable to that of a cultivator in the early stages of Foundation Establishment.

Of course, that requires a large amount of precious medicine to temper the body.

Given the resources on Earth, it's probably already the limit if an ordinary person can acquire a physique several times stronger than that of an average person.

Bai Lin studied it for a few days, but later found that it was not of much use to him, so he abandoned it.

He introduced that old friend to a sect steward, transforming him from a wealthy commoner who spent money like water and owned a mansion with beautiful maids into a menial disciple of the Hualong Sect, sweeping floors and planting vegetables.

The two had last met several years ago.

That guy was mediocre in talent, but he was hardworking and was accepted as a disciple by an outer sect elder.

Guan Mi noticed Bai Lin's expression and suddenly felt a little lost.

She felt that the white dragon must have lived for a very, very long time and seen many beautiful sights.

Unfortunately, I knew nothing about it.

"I will definitely practice hard!" she said.

Bai Lin collected his thoughts and said with a smile, "You can pass on this boxing technique."

He paused for a moment, then said, "The boxing those people practice by the lake every day is so crude!"

He wanted to offer advice several times, but was too lazy to actually do it.

More importantly, he could sense Lei Yao's wariness, so he had no interest in taking the initiative to make amends.

This favor can be used on Guan Mi.

This martial art is nothing special to cultivators, but it is an invaluable treasure to mortals.

Once they have completed the entire training, those people will surely understand its rarity.

At least for Guan Mi, they owe him this favor.

Guan Mi's eyes lit up, and he looked up, asking, "Is that alright?"

“Of course,” Bai Lin said.

"Does it have a name?" Guan Mi asked.

name?

Bai Lin thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's been too long."

“If you’re interested, you might want to give it a new name,” he said.

"Then let's call it 'Dragon Fist'!" Guan Mi waved his fist excitedly. "Anyone who practices this style will immediately think of Mr. Bai!"

“They’re just a little scatterbrain,” Bai Lin laughed, “not the ones I gave them.”

"They're all the same." Guan Mi's gaze drifted away.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that Bai Long was too affectionate when he called her by her nickname.

But she likes this intimacy!

However, she did not immediately pass on the "Dragon Fist" technique.

Fearing that she might tarnish the reputation of this martial art due to her lack of proficiency, she even gave up playing games to Dr. Zhang for the next few days, spending her free time practicing martial arts alone in her room or in the Dragon Palace.

Thanks to Long Wei's special physique, her boxing skills progressed rapidly.

……

Ten days later.

early morning.

Guan Mi, dressed in his pajamas, performed a set of boxing moves with fluid grace in the room.

Compared to when she first started practicing boxing, her movements were no different, but her expression was completely different.

Compared to her previous nervous and awkward demeanor, she now appears calm and composed, exuding a sense of confidence that she has everything under control.

"There shouldn't be any problems now!" Guan Mi thought to himself.

She pursed her lips, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

During this period, Liu Chongyu and others treated her more kindly.

But she wasn't stupid; how could she not sense the alienation behind this friendliness?

It was obvious that they had noticed something was wrong with him!

Guan Mi wanted to confess about the Dragon Guards several times, but each time she swallowed the words back.

The matter of Long Wei had too much of an impact, and she really didn't want to disrupt her current peaceful life.

"Dragon Fist" is a good starting point.

With it, they will inevitably realize that the White Dragon's value is even greater than they thought.

Furthermore, they wouldn't do anything irrational in pursuit of "immortality."

Guan Mi glanced at the time, changed his clothes, and walked towards the lakeside.

……

Lei Yao was leading his soldiers in morning exercises.

His task is much easier now than it was in the military.

Every day, all you need to do is patrol to prevent anyone from sneaking into the "net of heaven and earth," and at the same time observe the white dragon's condition to prevent any unforeseen events.

When he first received the order, he was very uneasy, worried that Bai Long would be difficult to get along with.

Surprisingly, Bai Long was much more peaceful and humane than he had expected, and he almost never went looking for trouble.

Nevertheless, he never let his guard down.

Leading the soldiers in morning exercises every day was not only to maintain their physical fitness and condition, but also because he wanted to observe the White Dragon up close.

He's not like Zhang Yu; it's not convenient for him to be around Bai Long every day.

Every time he jogged around the lake and passed by the Dragon Palace, the white dragon would watch them from the rooftop, and he could also catch a glimpse of the other dragon.