One person: Became a disciple of Shaolin Temple and instantly learned 72 Shaolin skills.

After calming down a bit, Wang Qing lost his indestructible body.

His body has also returned to normal, from the state of the golden statue.

Wang Qing then realized that using the Vajra Indestructible Body technique consumed significantly more Qi than using the Golden Bell Shield technique.

However, it's understandable; the stronger the technique, the more Qi it consumes, and besides, Qi is the last thing he lacks.

As you keep idling, the total amount of Qi will only increase.

For him, as long as the technique is strong enough, that's all that matters.

After learning the Indestructible Body Technique, Wang Qing's mood improved considerably, and his previous gloom vanished.

Wang Qing lay leisurely on the big rock once again.

As the afterglow of the setting sun painted the clouds red, the sky gradually began to darken.

After a long while, Wang Qing leisurely left his secret base.

Wang Qing, who had come down the slope via a small path, did not choose to go straight back to the courtyard. Instead, he patted his belly and headed toward the temple's dining hall.

Since Bao Wen brought him here a few times and he became familiar with the place, he has been coming here to eat alone ever since.

He got used to it and didn't feel lonely. Sometimes he would run into Li Wei and chat with him for a few minutes.

Recalling the day he met Li Wei again, and how Li Wei stammered as he called him "Uncle-Master," a smile involuntarily appeared on Wang Qing's face.

I never expected that I would become his senior uncle. It's really hard to say what seniority is.

Wang Qing had encountered this situation in his previous life as well.

When relatives came to visit, they brought a little kid who was about two years old. I was already in my twenties, and I had to call this little kid "uncle." The scene was just...unbelievable.

After a simple dinner, Wang Qing leisurely returned to the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw a figure sitting on the stairs in front of the lobby.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the person was actually Xiao Zizai. He was rarely seen except when he was practicing martial arts, but today he was sitting on the steps resting.

"Senior Brother Baojing, why are you sitting here all alone?" Wang Qing greeted Xiao Zizai with a smile.

Xiao Zizai looked up at Wang Qing and said simply and clearly, "I'm waiting for you."

"Waiting for me?" Wang Qing's smile gradually faded. "Senior brother, is there something you need from me?"

After observing Wang Qing for a while, Xiao Zizai stood up and came to Wang Qing's side, a kind smile on his face. He said, "Junior Brother, I've always heard Master and Senior Brother say that you have great talent, but I've never experienced it firsthand. How about I show you today?"

"Senior brother, do you want to spar with me?"

Xiao Zizai didn't speak, but simply nodded with a smile.

For some reason, he always felt that Xiao Zizai's smile was somewhat fake.

It's common for fellow disciples to spar with each other and find their own shortcomings. He often sparred with Bao Wen, or watched Bao Wen spar with Xiao Zizai. Sometimes Jie Kong would also personally join in the sparring.

Wang Qing, however, never sparred with Xiao Zizai, or rather, Xiao Zizai never sparred with Wang Qing.

When Xiao Zizai suddenly proposed to spar with him, Wang Qing was somewhat surprised, but he still nodded and said, "Alright, if senior brother wants to spar with junior brother, then junior brother is naturally happy to accompany you. However, I must say that junior brother has not been a disciple for long and is definitely no match for senior brother. Senior brother, please go easy on me."

"Don't worry, senior brother isn't the kind of person who doesn't know his limits."

Xiao Zizai squinted at Wang Qing, took a few steps back to the side, and distanced himself from Wang Qing.

Seeing this, Wang Qing no longer hesitated and immediately assumed the stance of the Arhat Fist.

At the same time, he mobilized his own Qi, and in an instant, both of his arms were covered with a golden protective film, as if he had put on a protective shell.

A few steps away, Xiao Zizai looked relaxed and waved to Wang Qing, signaling him that he could attack.

"Be careful, senior brother." Wang Qing naturally didn't hold back, shouting loudly and suddenly exerting force with both legs.

He rushed towards Xiao Zizai at an extremely fast speed, directly launching a leaping punch at Xiao Zizai's face.

Faced with Wang Qing's attack.

Xiao Zizai remained calm and composed, slightly turning his body and raising his right hand.

"clang!"

A crisp collision sound rang out as Xiao Zizai easily blocked Wang Qing's punch, and at this moment, he had already activated his Golden Bell Shield defense with both hands.

Wang Qing didn't expect to succeed with one strike, so he immediately launched another attack on Xiao Zizai with a head-on smashing punch.

At this moment, Xiao Zizai remained expressionless, easily dealing with Wang Qing's attacks.

After more than a dozen attacks failed to achieve their intended effect, Wang Qing had no choice but to create some distance between himself and the enemy.

He realized that there was still a considerable gap between him and Xiao Zizai.

Even though he had mastered the Arhat Fist to perfection, he still posed no threat to Xiao Zizai.

Xiao Zizai handled it with ease, as if he were a cat playing with a mouse, watching helplessly as Xiao Zizai tried his best but couldn't do anything about it.

This feeling is, to say the least, terrible.

"Your martial arts talent is truly terrifying. In just half a year, you have actually mastered the beginner-level Arhat Fist to this level. Even your senior brother has to admire you."

Xiao Zizai narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Wang Qing, a flash of red light passing through the depths of his eyes.

Without waiting for Wang Qing's reply, he lowered his head slightly and said to himself, "But why did you stop? Now that you've stopped, it's my turn next."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, Xiao Zizai's aura became violent, and he raised his hand and slapped Wang Qing hard in the distance.

A giant palm print formed of Qi flew toward Wang Qing at an extremely fast speed.

Great Merciful Hands.

Wang Qing immediately recognized the methods Xiao Zi was using.

He was very familiar with this technique, and had watched Xiao Zizai and Bao Wen spar many times, so he understood it very well.

In the rush, Wang Qing could only raise his arms to block in front of him and activate the Golden Bell Shield to its maximum, increasing the defense on his arms several times over.

"boom."

A huge palm print slammed down on Wang Qing's arms.

Wang Qing felt as if he had been hit by a truck. The enormous force sent him sliding several meters before he finally regained his balance.

Clearly, Xiao Zizai held nothing back with this palm strike, going all out from the very beginning.

At this moment, Wang Qing also noticed that Xiao Zizai seemed to be acting a little strange.

He secretly groaned inwardly.

Could it be such a coincidence that he fell into demonic possession at this time?

Before Wang Qing could even look up and see the situation clearly, Xiao Zizai's sinister voice rang in his ears again, "Junior brother, being hesitant and indecisive during a sparring match is not a good habit."

Wang Qing was horrified.

Xiao Zizai appeared behind him without his noticing.