Alone and Infinite

And just as he predicted, after a complete set of training sessions, the combat sports truly became a skill.

[Basic Combat LV1 (Beginner Level: 70%)]

[Skill Effect: In hand-to-hand combat, a slight bonus is granted to footwork agility and attack power.]

This trace amount is quite mysterious; Li Xia only managed to understand it after consulting the hall's annotations.

Because the bonuses from techniques cannot be quantified with specific values, the upper limit is the theoretical maximum number of hits you can deliver when you perform at your best.

The lower limit is that no matter how well you practice, if you panic, you forget everything and can only rely on instinct.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to make sense. It's not like we've become a character in a game, so how could we possibly have extremely precise and stable values?

The minor bonus ranges from 0-10%, which is only somewhat useful. It's unclear whether it will be improved after future upgrades.

Let's go! Hong Kong!

Since discovering the Scott I's absolute control over camera equipment and its powerful hacking capabilities, Li Xia felt that life had suddenly become much more convenient.

If you can fool facial recognition systems and networked computer devices, many things become exceptionally simple.

For example, once the turnstile is raised and the identification is successful, most staff members don't even bother to take a look. Even if some people are extremely responsible, what methods do they use to verify the information?

It's still a machine. As long as the machine returns a successful verification, there's no need to worry anymore.

Even if the devices in their hands did not perform normal reading and packet sending operations at all, but simply displayed an image on the screen.

"Please keep your documents safe. Have a pleasant journey!"

Li Xia smiled as she put away the forged documents, the exquisite monocle on her right eye particularly eye-catching.

Combined with that extremely attractive face, it possesses a strange charm.

The monocle clearly shows the route to the destination, but only a fool would walk there.

"TAXI!"

As the yellow taxi drove away, Li Xia looked up at the traditional Chinese character sign in front of her.

'Qi Guanjun Martial Arts Hung Kuen School'

The gilded lettering has peeled off somewhat, and shouts can still be heard from inside the door.

As soon as I entered the gate, the receptionist stood up and gave me a professional smile.

After his gaze swept over Li Xia's face, his smile widened.

"Hello sir, is this your first time here?"

The receptionist spoke Cantonese, but the combat effectiveness tester, which had a built-in translation system, translated it into Mandarin.

"Hmm," Li Xia nodded, and asked directly, "Will Mr. Qi Guanjun come to the martial arts school?"

Suddenly, Li Xia noticed that the smile on the receptionist's face had disappeared, and she even looked somewhat disgusted.

He coldly replied that he didn't know and then sat down.

Li Xia frowned. He had only heard about 'rejection' online before; this was the first time he had encountered it firsthand.

However, Li Xia wouldn't do anything to her just because she didn't smile; that would be too undignified.

He nodded indifferently and prepared to go in to see if the students could answer his questions.

Then I heard the receptionist shout, "Hey, non-students are not allowed in."

Li Xia stopped in her tracks, looked at her coldly, and pointed to the words on the wall.

"Can't come in?"

The sign on the wall clearly read, "Welcome to visit."

The receptionist's face immediately fell, and she said impatiently:

"I said you can't go in, so you can't go in!"

He then muttered a curse under his breath, but unfortunately, the combat power testing device picked it all up and heard it clearly.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of silver light flashed past her ear, the resulting gust of wind ruffling the strands of hair near her ear.

With a crisp "bang," the marble slab behind her cracked open, revealing a spiderweb-like pattern of fissures.

She turned around, her eyes widening suddenly, and saw a coin embedded straight into the marble slab.

The receptionist's face turned ashen, and her lips trembled uncontrollably. Just then, the wooden door was suddenly pulled open, and several men dressed in training uniforms rushed out.

"What happened?"

What made that noise?

Upon seeing them, the receptionist seemed to have found her pillar of support, letting out a high-pitched scream. Then, pointing at Li Xia, with a tearful voice, she performed a classic case of the villain accusing the victim first:

"He's here to cause trouble!"

"Ah--"

Li Xia sneered: "I just wanted to ask if Master Qi would be coming to the martial arts school and if I could take a look around. Why don't you ask her what she said?"

At the same time, all the muscles in my body began to slowly tense up, preparing for battle.

"A mainlander?" Upon hearing the Mandarin, the leading man frowned, and then he did something that greatly surprised Li Xia.

He turned around, his face ashen, and asked, "Amei, is it because you're spouting foul language?"

"No! Tiger, how could I—"

Amei was clearly flustered; she shook her head frantically.

"Shut up! Do you think I don't know what you did when mainland tourists came to take pictures last time?"

They all came because they like the master, not because they like you. You're just a receptionist!

You have no right to stop them from coming in, much less the right to criticize them!

Don't think that just because you're my master's wife's niece I won't tell my master to fire you!

Tiger stared into Amei's eyes, his face cold, and said, word by word:

"Your master is Chinese, born in mainland China, as is your grandfather. Don't forget your surname!"

Then, he turned around, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir, she doesn't know the rules. It's our fault for not teaching her properly."

Look at this—this is our commemorative training uniform, with the signatures of our master and Jackie Chan on it, as an apology.

I hope you won't take it to heart.

He didn't even mention the shattered marble slab.

Looking at this burly man, Li Xia felt a surge of goodwill towards him. This was a normal person!

As the saying goes, college students in the new era are of questionable character, but they become stronger when faced with adversity. He waved his hand and said, "I just want to see Master Qi. I'll forget about the apology."

"I think you're a martial arts practitioner, aren't you?"

Tiger lowered his clasped hands, shifting his gaze from the coin embedded in the marble slab, his face seemingly filled with intense excitement.

He chuckled and said, "Young man, we have a rule at our martial arts school: anyone who wants to see the old master must first spar with him, otherwise it won't work!"

Li Xia was stunned for a moment, looking at Tiger's seemingly shining eyes and his constantly rubbing hands.

He smiled helplessly. What rules? I think you just want to fight. You're a complete martial arts maniac!

I thought I wouldn't have to fight back, but in the end I still couldn't escape.

Li Xia took a deep breath, and the terrifying amount of air he inhaled immediately made Tiger Brother's face light up. This was a master!

"Come!"

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Chapter 24 One Punch!

The practice area inside the gate wasn't very large, and the ground, paved with large bluestone bricks, was exceptionally smooth.

A dozen or so students were scattered around the edge of the field, watching the two people standing opposite each other in the center with great anticipation.

Tiger's excitement was palpable; he kept clapping his fists together and crossing his feet back and forth. If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a Hung Kuen training uniform, he would have been a sight to behold.

I almost thought he was a boxer.

"Hey buddy, don't you need to take your monocle?"

Li Xia paused for a moment before realizing that he seemed to be carrying a combat power detector. After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head.

The detector is displaying Tiger's combat strength as 3, which is already quite high.

For ordinary people, a 1-point difference in combat power is enough to get them completely crushed; their current normal combat power is only around 2.3.

However, with the breathing technique fully activated, it can reach level 4, which is close to that of an adult holding a shotgun.

Li Xia has already used the combat power detection function a lot, and now he wants to try out how this combat power assistance function works.

"No need, it's fine." The Scott Type I looks delicate and fragile, but it is actually very sturdy and durable. After all, people in Dragon Ball fight with it.

If it breaks at the slightest touch, what kind of combat support system is that?

"No need to pick them?" Tiger was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't feel slighted at all. On the contrary, he became more and more excited. This was a master!

That shows absolute confidence!

He's not stupid; the marble slabs outside are still there. Tiger Brother knew he couldn't do that kind of terrifying force.

"Hey, have you heard Tiger's story?"

Li Xia's ears twitched as Scott gathered up the faint whispers below.

"what story?"

"Tiger once joined a large SM group and was hailed as a top S within a month!"

"Hiss! Tiger, you have such a past?"

"Then he got kicked out!"

"Huh? Why?"

"Because the group admin discovered that Tiger didn't actually like this; he just genuinely enjoyed hitting people!"

"Pfft!" Laughter erupted simultaneously from the sidelines and the field. Li Xia felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and even his breathing became erratic.

He freaking likes to hit people!

Tiger paused for a moment, then asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Li Xia forced a smile, waved her hand, and straightened up:

"No, it's nothing."

"Shall we begin?" Tiger's surging passion was already overflowing uncontrollably. He loved fighting and the feeling of every punch landing on the skin.

But ever since he learned boxing and became a disciple of Qi Guanjun to learn authentic Hung Kuen, fewer and fewer people have been able to fight him.

Tiger would never do something like throwing punches at the innocent and the weak, and he would never stoop to doing so. Now that he's finally met a 'master', how can he possibly hold back?

He then crossed his left hand over his right and tapped his hand three times: "I am Qi Hu, a fifth-generation successor of Hung Kuen, a disciple of Qi Guanjun! Today, I'll make friends through martial arts! Let's... no, let's have a good fight!"

What a reckless fellow! He didn't even ask where Li Xia came from before. He immediately stepped forward with his right foot, his toes touching the ground, forming a false step.

This is the starting stance in actual combat; the person has already pounced like a tiger.

Li Xia was startled, but he had just laughed so hard that he was out of breath and his breathing was all messed up. He had just calmed down and stepped aside to clear the middle path.

With a whoosh, Qi Hu, who had been passing by, pivoted on one foot and lashed out with his arm like a python.

So fast! Li Xia's pupils contracted, and he crossed his arms to protect himself, but the force of this attack was surprisingly great.

With just that one movement, Li Xia staggered back several steps.

"oh----"

Exclamations of surprise rang out from the sidelines. Tiger looked puzzled, wondering why something felt off.

But his instinctive reaction from years of martial arts training still got his body moving. Nan Hong Quan emphasizes a long bridge and a hard stance, resulting in powerful and fierce strikes.