The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

"You guys come out."

Just as Chang Wei was about to follow Wu Santong, an old voice sounded in their ears.

Looking back, I saw the bluestone gate opened, and the old man who had just taken a nap beside the door left his back with his hands behind his back at the door.

"This is Mr. Wei who is stationed at the headquarters. He is at the Xiantian realm." Wu Santong saw Chang Wei looking at him with a puzzled look, and whispered a reminder, then took the lead to walk towards the bluestone gate.

Chang Wei followed behind silently, thinking to himself that it was indeed true.

"Mr. Wei, is there anything I can do for you?" Wu San Tong asked respectfully when he arrived outside the bluestone gate.

"Xiao Wu, you don't need to use your artistic conception to fight this kid. Be serious and don't hold back." Old man Wei leaned back in his chair and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Yes." Wu Santong nodded, wondering if Master Wei had taken a liking to this boy and was ready to accept him as his disciple? Then this boy would be lucky.

He turned around and walked in front of Chang Wei, whispering a warning. "Old Wei ordered me to do my best, so you better be careful."

Hearing this, Chang Wei nodded. Although he didn't understand the old man's purpose, he believed that there must be a purpose for his sudden action, which shouldn't be a bad thing.

It seems that I have to use that sentence for the second time today: When you are out, the value you give is what you give yourself.

"Director Wu, please." Chang Wei clasped his fists.

Wu San Tong smiled and hooked his finger, signaling Chang Wei to go first.

"careful!"

Chang Wei was not polite either. He gave a loud reminder and took the lead. He pushed his feet and his body shot like an arrow. His right fist, with a strong gust of wind, went straight to Wu San Tong's face. The battle was about to break out.

Wu San Tong was experienced in combat. He moved calmly and easily avoided the fierce attack by just slightly turning his body.

He then gathered his strength and shouted loudly, and instantly his strong arm muscles became caged, and his hands draped down from top to bottom like a palm-leaf fan, just like a thick iron rod breaking through the air and falling on his head.

Chang Wei could tell at a glance that this was armor. As the saying goes, if the Baji plus armor are combined, even the gods will be afraid. Although Wu San Tong only used the armor, his power was extremely swift.

Facing such a swift attack, Chang Wei was not sure about Wu San Tong's strength. Even though he had the Dragon-Tiger Golden Body to protect himself, he did not foolishly choose to fight hard, but used the Dragon Bagua Palm to deal with it. He reacted very quickly and took advantage of the force, jumping up like a nimble monkey. Not only did he evade the attack lightly, he also used a shadowless kick in the air to interrupt Wu San Tong's continuous and violent attacks.

Wu San Tong's combo was interrupted, his expression remained unchanged but a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. He crossed his hands to block his attack, used the force to step back a few steps and create some distance.

After Chang Wei landed, he kicked him again like a cone. Wu San Tong steadied his body, stepped forward, and took Chang Wei's fierce kick with a punch. A burst of energy appeared the moment his fist and foot made contact.

Then the two of them fought back and forth, punching and kicking each other like a storm, and in the blink of an eye, an incense stick of time passed.

Suddenly, Chang Wei took advantage of the gap in Wu San Tong's attack, took a step forward, and punched Wu San Tong in the chest with his right hand. It seemed that he was too late to dodge. But Wu San Tong's eyes flashed with cunning, which was a flaw he deliberately exposed to attract Chang Wei's full-strength attack. When Chang Wei's fist was about to hit him, his feet shook, and he threw a flying knee with a forceful force, causing him to lean back to dodge the punch and counterattack.

Chang Wei cursed inwardly, "Old shady guy." However, he had already figured out Wu San Tong's strength, so he used his left hand to transform his fist into a half-step collapse fist to block the blow. When his fist and knee touched, there was a burst of air. He tapped his toes lightly, and flew backwards like a feather. His reaction speed and strength were both faster than Wu San Tong's. Even if he twisted his arm and thigh, Wu San Tong didn't get any advantage. They were evenly matched, and both retreated seven or eight steps to stabilize their bodies.

Wu San Tong grinned after he stood firm. He hadn't felt so good in a long time. His whole body felt numb and painful from being beaten.

He was even more shocked. After fighting for so long, he had already discovered Chang Wei's abnormality. He was actually stronger than him, and even his reaction speed and attack power were not worse than his. The most important thing was that his body defense seemed to be strong, and he was not hurt after so many hits. I really couldn't understand how Chang Wei could not only master the ancient martial arts that were obviously a simplified version of the secular world, but also take its essence and discard its dross to create something new. Maybe I'm really going to lose to this kid today.

Chang Wei also saw what real ancient martial arts were. He was in the defensive stage half of the time, both to test the waters and because Wu San Tong's attack was very strong. Even with the Dragon and Tiger Golden Body, it would be very painful if he was hit by one move.

After fighting for so long, both of them were a little tired, but they secretly adjusted their breathing, their fighting spirit became higher and higher, and they were eager to continue.

"Okay, let's stop here!" Old man Wei suddenly stopped and looked at Wu Santong. "Xiao Wu, go get his ID first and join the special team. I have something to say to him."

"Special team?" Wu San Tong widened his eyes and exclaimed in disbelief.

The special group is a group of disciples who have the opportunity to enter the Xiantian realm. They can only enter through secular training. After decades of accumulation, there are only five people in total. I didn't expect Chang Wei to have such high potential. It was a foregone conclusion that Master Wei would accept him as a disciple.

"Get out." Old man Wei spat out a word impatiently.

Wu Santong left with a chuckle, patted Chang Wei on the shoulder before leaving, and said meaningfully, "Brother, come to me if you have any problems in the future."

Chang Wei was also confused. When did they become so close? How did they become brothers? And what did this special group mean?

The next second, Old Man Wei gave the answer. "The sect has the potential to become a Xiantian direct disciple. Only when they have undergone secular training are they eligible to join the special group, and they mainly focus on practicing."

Chang Wei was delighted. As expected, when he went out, he gained value by himself. This was a sure win.

Elder Wei went straight to the point and continued, "My name is Wei Changchun, and I am one of the three innate great elders of the Wu Sect. After you become my disciple, you will be my direct disciple. You can read and study all the ancient martial arts in the sect without restrictions, but you cannot pass them on to others without permission. Are you willing?"

Chang Wei didn't expect to gain so much. As long as he became a disciple, he would become a disciple of the sect, and he could also learn ancient martial arts without restrictions. However, he did not rush to agree, but asked, "Master Wei, after becoming a disciple, there are no mandatory tasks or anything like that, right?"

Wei Changchun said with a serious expression. "Yes, all disciples of the sect must not bring disaster to the common people, must not interfere with the secular management, and must protect Daxia from extraordinary external enemies as their lifelong mission."

"Master!" Chang Wei heard that it was all righteousness. Isn't this what every normal Daxia person should do? He immediately knelt down and kowtowed to become his disciple.

"Okay!" Old Man Wei laughed, stood up and helped Chang Wei up, took out a bottle and handed it to him. "This is a dragon blood pill, which was made by our ancestors when they hunted the dragon. It can improve physical fitness and increase the upper limit of the human body, but it will be very painful. You take it now, and your master will take care of you."

"Thank you, Master." Chang Wei expressed his gratitude verbally, but in his heart he asked Lai Fu to confirm if there was any problem. After all, the contact between them was still short, so one must be on guard against others.

Only after Lai Fu confirmed that there was no problem did he open the bottle and take the medicine.

Chang Wei instantly felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and then the pain spread throughout his body. There was no way to relieve the pain. Old Man Wei said that he had to just endure it and do some boxing to divert his attention, so he immediately concentrated on practicing Bajiquan.

The pain lasted for more than an hour before the effect of the medicine wore off. Chang Wei felt it and found that the effect was indeed significant. His physical fitness was greatly improved. His strength alone increased by almost a thousand pounds. As for how much the upper limit of the human body was increased, he didn't know.

Seeing Chang Wei stop, Old Man Wei asked anxiously, "Ah Wei, how much has it improved?"

"Master, I feel that its strength is almost a thousand pounds." Chang Wei did not hide it. If someone is willing to give him such a good thing, why would he doubt it?

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