Raising Orphans, Not Assassins

The little blind boy couldn't see, so he hurriedly asked Chen Ye: "What happened?" "The Kunlun Sect's Liu Kaiyun fought with Hong Jinlei and passed." Chen Ye said. The little blind boy pondered for a moment and continued to ask: "What was Liu Kaiyun's face like after being hit by the palm?" Chen Ye looked at the little blind boy in surprise and added: "He turned red, then yellow, and returned to normal." "It seems that his internal strength has not been cultivated yet, but his Red Sand Palm has been fully cultivated. It is estimated to be the early stage of the second grade." The little blind boy gave his own opinion. Chen Ye humbly asked: "How are the strengths and weaknesses in the second grade divided?" He only knew that if a corresponding grade of skills or secrets were cultivated to perfection, it would be considered to have reached the realm of the corresponding grade. But Chen Ye was not clear about the specific division. The little blind boy knew that Chen Ye knew very little about the common things of the martial arts world, so he patiently explained, "Take the second grade as an example. No matter whether it is internal power, weapon skills, or body skills, as long as you practice the second-grade secret book and practice the secret book to the great success realm, broadly speaking, you are considered a second-grade martial artist." "But think about it, a person who has practiced internal power, sword skills, and body skills to the great success realm, against a person who has only practiced palm skills to the great success realm, the strength will naturally be different." "So when it comes to the second grade, the number of second-grade secret books that have been practiced to the great success realm is the measurement standard." "Mastering one great success is the early stage; two great successes are the middle stage; three great successes are the late stage; four or more are the peak." At this point, the little blind boy paused, scratched his head and said, "But there are special cases. Strength varies from person to person." "It is best to practice martial arts based on internal strength, and moves are all external." "For example, Qing Xuzi, his Innate Qi Skill, after practicing it, every move is the power of a first-grade great success secret book." "But internal skills require long-term practice, and cannot be effective quickly." "Unlike weapon skills, fist skills, and palm skills, as long as you have good talent, you will always see results after practicing for a few years." After the little blind boy finished speaking, Chen Ye completely understood the strength classification. "In general, only those above the third rank are considered to have officially entered the path of a warrior, and there is not much difference in strength between the fourth rank and the inferior." As the little blind boy explained, there was a challenger in front of the Tieque Villa. Master Huoyun, dressed in red and with two white jade pearls in his right hand, walked in front of Hong Jinlei and bowed. "Senior Hong, please teach me." Hong Jinlei did not speak. Master Huoyun jumped up, his red clothes like fire, and he rushed towards Hong Jinlei at a high speed like a meteor. Hong Jinlei opened his eyes wide, took a deep breath, and the internal force in his body flowed into his arms. "Bang Bang!" Both of them used palm skills, and they fought several times in a few breaths. Master Huoyun's body movements were agile, like a jumping flame. Hong Jinlei's moves were wide and wild, his face expressionless, and every time he swung his palms, there was a sound of breaking wind. The surrounding warriors of lower realms were terrified. If this palm hit them, they would probably die on the spot. With a "pop" sound, Master Huoyun flipped backwards and landed steadily on the ground. He had a handsome face and elegant appearance. He bowed to Hong Jinlei and said, "Senior Hong, thank you." Hong Jinlei didn't say much, just nodded, waved his left hand and motioned him to come over. Master Huoyun walked behind Hong Jinlei with a faint smile, holding a white jade pearl in his hand. The fight between the two was more beautiful than Kunlun Sect’s Liu Kaiyun. The young female knights present couldn't help but look at Master Huoyun a few more times, with waves in their eyes. Chen Ye looked at Master Huoyun a few times. The other party was indeed good-looking, but there was still some distance between him and himself. If Chen Ye took off his mask, it would probably attract the attention of a large number of female warriors. At this time, a burly young man in a navy blue shirt walked through the crowd. He had a serious expression and clasped his fists and said, "Haijing Gang, I am Qiong Aohai. Please teach me as well!" The young man looked young, only about eighteen or nineteen years old. He didn't say much, and after he finished speaking, he started to use his body skills and attacked Hong Jinlei with both palms. Chen Ye locked his eyes on the young man. He was the young leader of the Haijing Gang, a genius with second-grade strength at the age of eighteen or nineteen. He was deeply loved by the leader of the Haijing Gang. Qiong Aohai waved his palms, and his palms were magnificent and domineering. Every move was like a surging wave hitting the sky. Just watching from the side, it seemed that one could feel the pressure of the waves that rolled up dozens of feet high and suddenly slapped down. "It's the Jingtao Palm of the Haijing Gang!" "So strong!" The surrounding warriors exclaimed in surprise, with envy and jealousy in their eyes. Qiong Aohai's palms were impenetrable, and they attacked Hong Jinlei one after another, like real waves, continuous and endless. Hong Jinlei felt the palm power like a tsunami, and a trace of caution appeared on his face. The two men's fists and palms collided quickly, making a sound of fists hitting flesh. After a few moves, Hong Jinlei was suddenly hit in the chest by Qiong Aohai. He stepped back a few steps to dissolve the palm power, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. Qiong Aohai retracted his palms and stood in place, still with a serious expression on his face. He clasped his fists and said, "Thank you." After that, Qiong Aohai walked behind Hong Jinlei and stood with Master Huoyun and the Kunlun sect’s Liu Kaiyun. Master Huoyun complimented Qiong Aohai, "Brother Aohai has great palm power!" Qiong Aohai didn't even look at him, and looked at the other warriors. Master Huoyun was embarrassed because he was asking for trouble. He didn't say anything more. There was no point in talking. Seeing that Qiong Aohai could actually repel Hong Jinlei, the surrounding warriors were all shocked. "He actually repelled Senior Hong with one palm. Young Master Qiong is so terrifying!" "When Young Master Qiong was born, the Shenji Sect had predicted that he would be a natural warrior!" "I wonder if Young Master Qiong is married..." "..." The people around were talking about it. Chen Ye was also a little surprised and said, "This Qiong Aohai is so powerful that he could actually repel Hong Jinlei." The little blind boy on the side said indifferently, "Hong Jinlei's specialty is hidden weapons, not palm techniques." "However, Qiong Aohai could repel Hong Jinlei, so his Jingtao Palm must have been fully developed. He is only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he could practice Jingtao Palm to perfection. This talent is not low." "If he can also have some talent in internal skills, he can probably be promoted to the first-grade realm before he is thirty years old." The little blind boy said with some emotion, "He is much more talented than his father." Chen Ye looked at Qiong Aohai. The other person was burly, with strong arms and a masculine face. However, a hint of childishness could still be seen on his face. Hong Jinlei looked at the warriors around him and said in a deafening voice, "Who else?" The five Kongtong disciples next to him looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and were unwilling to give up. The five of them were all in the late third-grade realm, not the second-grade realm required by Qingxuzi. "Senior, can you relax the standards?" One of the five Kongtong disciples shouted. Hong Jinlei glanced at him coldly, too lazy to pay attention to him. Seeing that the other party looked down on them so much, the five Kongtong disciples all looked unhappy. They looked at each other and said in unison, "Let us learn from the senior's high skills!" After that, the five of them jumped up and went on stage together. They held five kinds of strange weapons in their hands: Iron Fan, Flying Claws, Judge's Pen, Money Throwing Daggers, and A Crescent-shaped Shovel. "Swoosh, swoosh..." Several sounds of breaking through the air rang out. As soon as the five of them landed, their knees were hit at the same time. "Ouch!" "Hiss..." The five people cried out a few times and knelt on the ground at the same time. Each of them had a gold coin dart stuck in his knee, and their clothes were stained red by the blood. Hong Jinlei didn't even look at the five people, and said loudly: "Is there anyone else?" Seeing that the Kongtong Five were hit in the knee by the gold coin dart as soon as they came on the stage, the surrounding warriors couldn't help but shudder. Hong Jinlei is indeed a veteran second-grade warrior with strong strength. If an ordinary second-grade early-stage warrior faced five third-grade late-stage warriors at the same time, he would have no choice but to run away. But Hong Jinlei solved the five people in an instant, and his strength was really extraordinary. Perhaps Hong Jinlei also wanted to use these five people to save face. After all, being knocked back a few steps by a junior with a palm, it would not sound good to say it out. "I'll do it!" "I'll try it too!" Two voices rang out at the same time. Everyone looked over and saw a young man with a long sword on his waist, walking through the crowd with dragon and tiger-like steps. The other man was a young man in a green shirt, plain clothes and pale face. The warriors around recognized them. "It's him! The Guandong Swordsman - Xie Fei!" "The Wuxiang Acupuncturist - Shan Wei!" Chen Ye looked at the two men. They were both independent men, and their masters were unknown.

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