One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

"Junior Uncle, I didn't lie to you, did I!"

Follow Sister Bao'er's training, you can't go wrong, look how many days it's only been!

Your close-combat skills have improved rapidly; you can even hold your own against me for a while now.

"Hehe, if you hadn't been trying to stall me for time because you didn't want to get beaten up by Bao'er earlier, I would have lost long ago."

You think I can't tell?

"Um... I had no choice but to do this."

You don't want to get beaten up by Bao'er, do you?

Wang Ye smiled awkwardly, not expecting that Ma Long had seen through his thoughts.

"Why is the baby so powerful? Her attacks are impossible to predict."

I remember there was a humanoid computer named Zhi Jinhua at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony; she completely destroyed it.

"This is what makes Bao'er special."

In fact, she had no close combat skills or moves at all.

Um... I was referring to standard, reasonable moves, don't overthink it!

"What!

"If the baby doesn't have any skills, how come she's so fierce?"

Ma Long was very confused. Feng Baobao was clearly very strong, so how could he say that she had no skills?

"Alas! A heavy sword has no edge, and true skill lies in simplicity!"

You've heard of it, haven't you? It's a very high level of attainment, a return to simplicity and authenticity.

For example, the Old Master can hit anyone with just one slap, but who can withstand it?

Of course, he has a deep foundation, but it is also the result of accumulated skills.

This is something that can only be achieved through years of practice and countless summaries.

But Bao'er is different; her ability is innate, isn't that terrifying!

Now you understand why so many people who fought her were completely baffled.

Because she hits people based entirely on her natural reaction, she doesn't even know how she hits them.

Do you think her enemies would know any of this? They'd be in for a beating if they didn't.

Even if I tell you Bao'er's fighting style outright, you still can't beat her.

Because their physical foundation isn't as strong as hers!

After listening to Wang Ye's explanation, Ma Long broke out in a cold sweat. No wonder Feng Baobao was so strong!

"So, Bao'er is only suitable as a sparring partner, not for teaching you anything..."

Wang Ye was about to continue speaking when he suddenly noticed Feng Baobao walking over from the side.

Because Ma Long and Wang Ye were chatting while fighting, they weren't really paying attention.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you practicing properly!"

"Fine! You two can take on me!"

Seeing that the two of them weren't practicing properly, Feng Baobao made them practice together.

"Ah! Wang Ye, shall we fight the baby together?"

this……"

"Junior Uncle, stop dreaming!"

We'll still get beaten up; it's simply not working!"

"That's not what I meant. I meant that if we both get beaten up, we won't be able to take turns resting."

"Wouldn't we just have to keep getting beaten up?"

"Holy crap!"

No, no, no, let's begin.

At least let me catch my breath!

"Hey kid, Junior Uncle, don't get in the way. Let's take turns attacking."

Let's have some chemistry...

……

After several weeks of intensive training, Malone's close-quarters combat skills have improved significantly, especially his resilience to blows.

He has already experienced attacks from all angles.

During the training session that day, Ma Long suddenly received a phone call.

"Wait a minute, I need to take this call. It's true!"

"Huh! A stranger?"

Looking at the unmarked number, Ma Long was puzzled. Who was looking for him?

Hello!

"May I ask who you are?" Malone asked politely.

Hello! It's nice to meet you, Malone!

Let me introduce myself first. My name is Ma Xianhong!

I'm currently the village chief of Biyou Village. I'm thinking of building a furnace. Interested in joining me...?

Before Ma Xianhong could finish speaking, Ma Long hung up the phone.

"How boring! Every little thing they do seems to be attributed to me!"

Seeing that Ma Long cursed and put down his phone, Wang Ye walked over.

"What's wrong, Junior Uncle?"

"Hmph! Some village chief from Biyou Village said he wants to build a furnace in the village and wants me to help him!"

Do you think I'm a contractor?

Why do they all come to me to fix a broken boiler in the village? Who spread my phone number around?

"I'll have to change my phone number in a couple of days!"

"Hahaha! Doesn't this just prove that our Salvation Palace has a great reputation?"

If you can't even fix a boiler, how are you going to fix this chaotic world?

Junior Uncle, you really need to go and cultivate yourself, and also temper your character.

"Go away, little ox-nose, don't interrupt!"

There's no time for that; improving our combat capabilities is the priority.

As soon as Ma Long finished speaking, he wanted to continue practicing, but the phone rang again.

Seeing that Ma Long had no intention of answering the phone, Wang Ye smiled.

"Junior Uncle, we won't be short of time. Let's just listen to this for fun and see what he has to say!"

Seeing Wang Ye's statement, Ma Long reluctantly picked up the phone.

"Hello! I'm not a contractor, have you dialed the wrong number?"

Um... I didn't explain myself clearly and you misunderstood!

My question.

I'm not fixing some big boiler in the countryside.

Upon hearing Ma Long's explanation, Ma Xianhong realized that he had misunderstood.

"I'll say it again, you're repairing a small boiler, I'm not the contractor."

"Is this worrying? Ander's dead egg?"

'I understand, I understand, please listen to me and don't hang up!'

I've also mastered the Eight Extraordinary Skills!

Fearing that Ma Long would hang up the phone again, Ma Xianhong directly hit the nail on the head. This sentence indeed startled Ma Long. What was this older brother doing?

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

I understand, and I'm so sorry!

The reason I can't come to see you in person is because you've hidden yourself so well that I simply can't find you.

To dispel any doubts you may have, let me first give you a full self-introduction. Don't hang up this time, there's a surprise at the end—about the Eight Extraordinary Skills!

Ma Long got angry when he heard this. Wasn't this just blatantly teasing him?

But he couldn't disobey; he got excited as soon as he saw the words "Eight Extraordinary Techniques"!

"My name is Ma Xianhong. My great-grandfather, Ma Benzai, was one of the thirty-six people back then. He mastered the Eight Extraordinary Skills, 'Divine Refinement of a Hundred Techniques'!"

My great-grandfather was constantly hunted down after mastering the ultimate skill, and my grandfather was also persecuted.

Although I have mastered the Divine Craftsmanship, I have lost the most important part of my memories!

So I have a dream...

So, Brother Ma Long, I truly consider you family. We are both descendants of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

Want to join me in causing trouble?

After listening to Ma Xianhong's general introduction, Ma Long felt that this guy was a bit silly, unreserved, and said everything, even directly trying to recruit him to his village.

"Ma Xianhong, right? You're being a bit too enthusiastic, it's making me a little scared."

As you said, the descendants of the Eight Extraordinary Skills are all family.

You're not worried about Zhang Chunan, who is suspected of having a Qi source flow and is protected by the company; you're not worried about Feng Zhenghao of the Tianxia Society, who has the ability to bind spirits and command generals, and whose power is strong enough.

But I've also built up my own power base, and now I've established myself in the world of supernatural beings. Why are you worried about me?

Am I weak?