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

This boxing technique can make people incredibly strong, even exceeding the limits of the human body!

Instead of getting his hands on the Dragon Fist, he received the Divine Crane Skill delivered to his doorstep.

“That’s right,” Inoue Kikuki said, “I’ve met that instructor who practices the ‘Divine Crane Technique’…”

After hearing his explanation, the ambassador's eyes lit up.

He patted Inoue Kikuki on the shoulder and said, "You did a great job!"

Of course, this wasn't the compliment Inoue Kikuki wanted.

The ambassador understood as well, and smiled, "I'll arrange for you to leave immediately. When you get off the plane, you'll be greeted with flowers and applause. You'll be a hero of the United States!"

Kikuki Inoue didn't want such empty promises and stated his demands directly: "Once this technique is verified, I hope to return to the island nation and get what I deserve."

“Of course,” the ambassador laughed. “If you want to enter politics, we will help you. You know, with our help, you will have a smooth journey, and becoming prime minister is not impossible!”

Inoue Kikuki had been waiting for these words.

He no longer wanted to live in anonymity and hide in the shadows.

He wants to stand in the spotlight and lead the island nation to greatness again!

He believed he would demonstrate enough value to make the United States understand that he was worth investing in.

Half an hour later, a cargo plane flew to the United States.

The plane also took away Kikuki Inoue and the "Divine Crane Technique" he possessed.

As soon as he got off the plane, he was politely picked up by the U.S. military.

For some time afterward, Kikuki Inoue received a warm welcome from the U.S. military.

He was put in a luxurious house, where he was provided with good food and drink every day, and was accompanied by two beautiful women with big, wavy hair.

At first, Inoue Kikuki wanted to refuse, but gradually he became quite fond of it and didn't want to leave.

So much so that he didn't notice the subtle changes in the attitudes of those Sams.

More than half a month later.

The officer Kane, who had been in contact with Inoue Kikuki, approached him with a serious expression.

"Mr. Inoue, isn't what you brought the wrong thing?" Kane asked bluntly.

“Impossible!” Kikuki Inoue shook his head.

“Then Mr. Inoue, please train with us!” Kane said again.

He suddenly wondered if it was a racial reason that prevented them from achieving the desired results when practicing according to the instructions in the books and videos.

Inoue Kikuju could not obtain what he desired.

A week later, his expression also became confused.

Could it be that we've fallen into a trap set by the Great Xia people and received a fake martial arts technique?

Seeing that the American soldiers were looking at him with increasingly hostile eyes, Inoue Kikuki could only argue that this Eastern martial art was very magical.

"It's actually difficult to get started."

"Only after one has mastered the basics of cultivation can its extraordinary nature be revealed!" he declared confidently. "If it were fake, the Great Xia could easily plant a trap within it, causing the cultivator to suffer a qi deviation..."

He recounted what he had seen in TV dramas, trying to fool these Americans.

Sam seemed to have been genuinely fooled, so much so that a few days later, he presented Sam with a new set of techniques.

“This is the ‘Dragon Fist’ we obtained from the Great Xia,” Officer Kane said, looking at him. “Mr. Inoue, try it first, and then teach it to us once you’ve learned it.”

Inoue Kikuki knew what these people meant; they simply wanted him to test whether this technique had any "traps."

He guessed that it was probably easier for these people to obtain "Dragon Fist" than they had imagined, which was why they had this concern.

However, since the "trap" was something he had made up, he agreed without hesitation.

Kikuki Inoue spent a whole day memorizing every move in "Dragon Fist".

In front of a group of American soldiers, he demonstrated this boxing technique for the first time.

He felt a little rusty the first time, but after finishing a set, his whole body felt warm.

This secretly pleased Inoue Kikuki.

He now has to doubt whether the "Divine Crane Skill" he obtained is fake.

If someone can produce such an unusual phenomenon after just starting to practice "Dragon Fist," then this is probably the real story!

He suppressed his joy and played it a second time in front of everyone.

This time his movements were even smoother, and the feeling of his blood surging after the fight was even more pronounced.

Kikuki Inoue, his face beaming with excitement, began playing it for the third time without hesitation.

Seeing his face turn red and white steam rising from his head, Kane and the group of Sam soldiers stared in disbelief.

As Inoue Kikuki's movements became increasingly fluid, his whole body steamed with heat, like a steamer being opened, and he kept shouting "OMG!"

Like Inoue Kikuki, they all guessed that this time they had finally obtained the real treasure!

Amidst the excited cheers of the crowd, Inoue Kikuki's movements became faster and faster, as if his whole body was on fire.

With the final punch, he felt a boom in his head, as if his entire being was about to be elevated!

But the cheers in his ears seemed to turn into fright, and the sounds were getting farther and farther away from him.

……

"Will recklessly cultivating lead to your body exploding and death?" Lu Mengdi asked in surprise.

"Mr. Bai improved the Dragon Fist, making it more powerful, but he added some restrictions," Guan Mi said. "It's mainly aimed at those with ill intentions."

Lu Mengdi suddenly realized and said, "No wonder Director Liu wasn't worried at all when he told me this morning that he had caught several spies. It turns out those people couldn't steal the core information."

Guan Mi proudly replied, "Of course, the core is Mr. Bai!"

Seeing her head held high and her proud demeanor, Lu Mengdi smiled and said, "But Mr. Bai's heart is most concerned about our Miss Guan!"

"No way!" Guan Mi smiled, his words clearly not to his true feelings.

“You’re a Dragon Head Guard, isn’t that proof enough?” Lu Mengdi laughed.

Having spent more and more time by Guan Mi's side, she has come to understand more and more, and naturally she is clear about the differences between the various Dragon Guards.

Upon hearing her words, Guan Mi suddenly slapped her forehead and said, "I almost forgot, Dr. Zhang also asked me to go down and help him draw runes. Mr. Bai instructed me to cooperate with him."

"How is his research going?" Lu Mengdi asked.

“They say there has been a major breakthrough, and now we’re just waiting to integrate it with the runes,” Guan Mi said. “Mr. Bai said it’s similar to an array plate.”

Lu Mengdi nodded and exclaimed, "Mr. Bai knows so much!"

Bai Long's various behaviors made her unable to help but suspect that he came from a prosperous era of cultivation.

……

"This black dragon must have lived in a golden age of cultivation, or perhaps it was exiled to the outer heavens before coming to Earth!" Bai Lin thought to himself.

After more than a month, he finally managed to gradually eliminate and dissolve the demonic energy, and completely absorb the dragon energy.

The dragon energy within the short section of the dragon's tail allowed him to directly break through the third transformation of the dragon and gain a new supernatural power.

【Summoning clouds and exhaling mist】.

Chapter 108 Ink Pendant

After entering the third stage of the Dragon Transformation, Bai Lin's size increased significantly again.

His natural length is now about fifty meters, a far cry from when he first came to Earth.

In the context of the dragon race, he has transitioned from a baby dragon to adolescence.

Only after reaching the Nine Transformations of Dragon Transformation can one be considered to have entered adulthood.

Bai Lin stared at the black dragon tail in front of him, guessing its origin while silently sensing his own abilities.

With this increase in strength, his spiritual power has multiplied. Now, if he were to face the aircraft carrier again, he is confident that he could destroy it with even more devastating methods.

While this new supernatural power didn't significantly boost his strength, it gave him more options and made him more composed in dealing with various situations.

In particular, it is combined with the supernatural power of concealment and disguise.

After a moment's thought, Bai Lin put away the dragon tail in front of him and prepared to leave.

This dragon tail is an excellent material for refining weapons, far more perfect than that dragon skeleton.

Upon seeing it, Bai Lin suddenly remembered the treasure he had "deposited" in the Da Ying Museum.

That ancient jade artifact from Liangzhu, suspected to be a magical artifact.

……

"I never expected to find such a bargain on jade from these foreigners." Liang Shangwu played with the ruyi-shaped jade pendant in his hand, his face beaming with joy.

In addition to being a well-known archaeological expert in the industry, he is also an amateur collector.

In his house in Yancheng, he had a room filled with treasures he had collected from all over the country.

Of course, the vast majority of them are not valuable.

He came to London to attend an international academic conference. After the conference, he had some time to spare, so he went out for a stroll by himself, intending to buy some souvenirs for his family and friends.

He didn't manage to buy a gift, but he found this jade piece in a small shop on the street.

This made him feel much better.

He didn't really like the city.

The weather here is very changeable; it's often sunny in the morning and rainy by noon.

Just like today, when he went out, the sun was shining brightly and he could see the clouds in the sky, but now it's foggy.

The thick fog made the sounds of car horns around us much more frequent.

Liang Shangwu planned to return to the hotel early.

Just as he reached a corner, a hooded man hurried past him.

Just as the two brushed past each other, Liang Shangwu felt a tug on his pocket.

He instinctively reached into his pocket and instantly realized his wallet was gone.

"Stop!" Liang Shangwu turned around and grabbed the man's arm.

He was glad he reacted quickly; otherwise, in the dense fog where visibility was less than ten meters, this guy would have really gotten away.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" The man turned and glared at him.

He looked at the man, who was in his early twenties, with a typical Western European face, his eyes filled with arrogance and contempt.

"Give me back my wallet!" Liang Shangwu said.

"Get away!" the man tried to break free of his hand.

"Then come with me to see the police!" Liang Shangwu said, looking around for the police. He remembered seeing them before, but the thick fog made it impossible for him to see them clearly.

The young man glanced to his right, then threatened menacingly, "Let me go if you don't want to die, you Asian!"

As he was speaking, three young men approached and gradually surrounded Liang Shangwu.

Judging from their expressions, Liang Shangwu realized that they were in cahoots.

He wisely changed his tune, saying, "You can take the money, but give me back my passport."

“You’ve wronged my brother. I think you should pay compensation for emotional distress,” said a tall, burly man among the three who surrounded him.

Seeing him staring at his right hand, Liang Shangwu felt a pang of heartache.

He had just received the jade pendant and hadn't even had a chance to warm it up yet; he was really unwilling to hand it over.

Besides, these people didn't agree to return his passport.

He subconsciously looked around, trying to find any trace of the police.

He didn't see the police, but he did see an unexpected figure striding towards him.

Liang Shangwu blinked hard, but the man walked faster and faster.