I can go back to the mysterious age

Seven days passed by in a flash, and the final assessment of the youth training camp came. The assessment is divided into two stages. The first half is the actual ranking as usual. In the second half, the teaching assistant conducts the assessment.

As the name suggests, youth training camp students and formal disciples fight.

It's a clear day today, and the sky is as clear and pure as if it had been washed with a rag. The sun was not blocked, falling directly on the pointed dome building of the youth training camp, with a glistening reflection.

Martial arts training ground.

Two figures entangled, and one of them was beaten back and defeated.

He took several steps back before he stopped.

"Winner, Levi."

After hearing the announcement, Cardiff walked slowly down.

Ten minutes later, he came to the center of the field again. Defeat your opponent in five seconds, then return to where you were when the announcement was made.

His clean performance also attracted the attention of many people present. People in the youth training camp naturally know him. However, next to the five instructors, a thin old man with a white beard glanced here for a few times, and then showed a rather interested expression.

A moment later, Cardiff came on the scene again to finish off his opponent.

"Okay." The old man nodded appreciatively, and then asked the instructors: "What's the name of that kid over there? He has practiced basic fighting skills very well. His shots are clean and decisive."

He paused and came to a conclusion.

"The boxing style is fierce, I should practice to the second level."

"His name is Levi, and he is under my command. The basic fighting skills have indeed reached the second level. I plan to accept him as a disciple after the youth training camp." Lisha next to her said slightly nervously.

"Why are you in a hurry? Don't worry, I have four disciples under my command, and they won't compete with you." The old man smiled lightly and shook his head.

"I believe you are the only one who has a ghost." Lisha muttered in her heart. Summer, the deputy sect master of Fengxiang Sect, is a fourteenth generation disciple and can be regarded as the senior uncle of these fifteenth generation disciples. What this person likes to do most is to choose those with the best bones to be his disciples.

Levi's bones are above average, so he is actually safe. But if he couldn't bear it, he performed amazingly, and there was no chance that Summer would take notice of him.

Although Lisha believed that even if Summer competed, Levi would choose her as his teacher, but it was better to avoid any complications.

In the end, Summer still did not compete with Lisha for disciples.

In fact, he already had someone in mind when he came. Not surprisingly, he is a genius with excellent roots.

Every actual ranking can be ranked in the top five.

From morning to afternoon, the final assessment of the youth training camp came to an end. Ka Xiu accurately fixed the ranking at twenty-five, and played well with the assistant coach in the second stage.

Combined with the previous final score, it was probably in the 20s or 30s.

Li Chu ranked 39th in actual combat and performed smoothly in the second stage. Combined with the previous estimates, the final score at the end of thirty.

Qiaoqiao, whom Kaxiu had been helping, still failed to pass the assessment, and his final score was estimated to be between seventy and eighty.

Two days later, the wind elephant door opened into a spacious white hall.

Fifty boys and girls who passed the examination stood quietly in the middle, with the golden and warm sunshine outside the window shining on them.

In front, an old man with a goatee read an oath loudly. The specific content is nothing more than being loyal to the Feng Xiang Sect, not spreading the core secret martial arts to outsiders, and the consequences of rebellion.

He recited one sentence, and many students followed suit.

"The inheritance of our Feng Xiang Sect has been passed down to you for sixteen generations. The continuation of our sect relies on a steady stream of fresh blood. You are the future of the Feng Xiang Sect!"

The old man gave a final emotional word of encouragement and immediately announced the disbandment. Card Xiu followed Lisha to a quiet room.

The interior is cramped but very bright. The windows at the back let in sunlight, leaving a square patch of gold on the ground.

Next to the golden square, Lisha and Ka Xiu sat cross-legged facing each other. Both of them were wearing light yellow training clothes.

On the sleeves, there is a circle of blue wind pattern and cloud pattern.

"Now, you are the sixteenth generation official disciple of my Feng Xiang Sect. Next, I will teach you the core secret martial arts..."

Lisha said slowly and took out a book from her arms.

Ka Xiu's steady breathing became thicker unconsciously.

"Let me declare in advance that the core secret martial arts of our sect are absolutely not allowed to be spread to outsiders! Once discovered, the traitors will be liquidated by the Feng Xiang Sect. Even their parents, relatives and friends..."

Lisha's tone was unusually cold and serious when she said this.

"I see."

"Okay, take it." Lisha put the book in her hand on Kashiu's lap, then stood up and exited the quiet room, closing the door.

Ka Xiu took a deep breath and opened the nameless book.

On the yellowed paper, humanoid postures were drawn one by one, with a large list of annotations on the side. Quickly scrolling to the end, he found that the following were all introducing a set of boxing techniques.

Each move is illustrated and even comes with a diagram of the human body's meridians. It gives people an inexplicable weird and mysterious charm.

Ka Xiu calmed down and started reading from the beginning page by page.

This is the core secret martial arts of Feng Xiang Sect, the secret martial arts of Feng Xiang Sect.

The wind-like secret martial arts is divided into training methods and fighting methods.

The training method is called Xiangpo Secret Technique, which is a secret technique that specifically exercises human body activity and breaks through the limits of the human body. Including special movements, breathing methods, ointments and liquids, all three need to be performed at the same time. And depending on the degree of exercise, the skin will produce three different irritations: spikes, insect bites, and foehn wind.

These are also the three levels of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique. Each time a level is reached, the practitioner's physical fitness will make a leap forward. Regardless of strength, speed and defense will be greatly improved.

In addition to training, the means of attack is fighting.

The fighting style of Feng Xiang Miwu is Feng Xiang Fist, which is also divided into three levels. According to the characteristics of different stages, they are called: strong wind, elephant group, and wind image. For example, the air flow in the palm that Lisha showed to Ka Xiu is the characteristic of the wind phase of the Wind Elephant Fist.

"I don't know what level of martial arts Master Lixia needs to reach to achieve the realm of blood acceleration?" Card Xiu closed the book with a look of emotion in his eyes. More than one hundred and sixty days of hard work finally gave me the opportunity to come into contact with the extraordinary.

The door to another world finally opened a crack.

It's hard, but worth it.

The sunlight outside the window was getting stronger and shone on Kaxiu's back, giving his skin a warm feeling. He inhaled deeply and exhaled.

The next day, at the gate of Fengxiangmen Youth Training Camp.

Li Chu stood under the shade of the tree, looking at Ka Xiu and Qiao Qiao in the distance. Ka Xiu patted Qiao Qiao on the shoulder and seemed to be saying something, while Qiao Qiao was carrying a large pile of homecoming luggage on his back.

After a while, Qiaoqiao smiled and waved away.

Ka Xiu stood there until he disappeared from sight.

"Xiao Wei, what did you two say?" Li Chu came over curiously, and she saw Ka Xiu stuffing something into Qiao Qiao.

Card Xiu shook his head: "I gave him the pocket watch that Professor Lisha gave me, and I asked him to dispose of it as he pleased, or sell it for money. He has a family of eight, and his father contracted pneumoconiosis in the factory not long ago. He said he wanted to go home and take on the burden of the family."

"Difficulties cannot stop a brave man..."

"You can't stop a man. I wish him good luck."