Facing Monk Wenguang, Wei Renjie didn't react at all. Lou Cheng, on the other hand, felt more and more like a Buddha. He could think rationally and sense that something was wrong, but he didn't have the slightest intention to fight.
When two martial artists were facing each other, if they didn't have the intention to fight, it would be hard for them to get excited and react quickly, which would cause them to be slow in blocking.
Fortunately, Wenguang just stood there with a smile and looked at Lou Cheng leisurely. He didn't intend to make a move.
Lou Cheng tried to visualize the scene of condensing water into ice, but the lake in his heart strangely reflected a golden Buddha statue with hand seals. It was grand, solemn, bright, and solemn, suppressing all distracting thoughts.
"Interesting …" Thinking quickly, he made a decision. He sank his spirit and connected with the Jindan, magnifying its own mood.
The scenery around him changed and became deep and boundless. Lou Cheng only felt that his heart was like a blue planet floating in the dark and cold darkness. The golden Buddha statue was in the center with a compassionate expression and benevolent eyes.
Humph! His thoughts rose and touched the Grand Sun, making his heart and the Buddha statue quickly become small.
Soon, Lou Cheng saw the galaxy, the Milky Way, and the boundless bright starry sky.
At this scale, the golden Buddha statue had disappeared without a trace. He couldn't see it at all.
Your body and name will be destroyed, but the rivers and rivers will last forever.
Wenguang's leisurely and warm smile suddenly froze. He found that Lou Cheng in front of him became empty and deep, making him feel like he was looking at the night sky. While his heart was broadened, he inexplicably felt the grandeur of nature and his own insignificance.
The countless stars that dotted the night sky were like Lou Cheng's eyes, quietly and indifferently looking at her.
Drip! Wen Guang's forehead was covered in cold sweat. It slid down his face and fell to the ground, splashing everywhere.
His body swayed, and he subconsciously closed his eyes. He loosened the hand seal that he was secretly making and stumbled back two steps.
"Master Wenguang?" Only then did Wei Renjie notice that the atmosphere was a little strange.
Wenguang stopped and opened his eyes. He looked at Lou Cheng in astonishment, only to see this cool and steady young man with a faint smile on his face. His momentum was restrained and he looked normal.
The smell of the starry sky just now was like an illusion!
"The younger generation will surpass us in time, the younger generation will surpass us in time …" Wenguang gave a wry smile and put his palms together. "I saw that Benefactor Lou was young and full of vigor, so I couldn't help but test him secretly. I didn't expect to suffer a loss."
This was an imposing manner attack combined with part of the gist of trueness of the Buddhist Sect's Valiant Virtue Secret Method. Initially, he thought that a young man who had just entered Level Eight, no matter how outstanding his combat power was and how close he was to Level Seven, would have no way to resist it. He would have to rely on stimulating his Qi and blood to destroy his body to get rid of it. Who would have thought that the other party's imposing manner was as deep as the abyss and as deep as the mountains, like the boundless starry sky above his head, was actually more powerful than him!
After the Eighth Pin, firstly, the body would develop in the direction of training the root pulp. Secondly, the spirit, Qi, blood, and force would gradually deepen the integration, laying a solid foundation for the External Connection. During this process, there would naturally be layers of miraculous effects. For example, some Seventh Pin members would have Absolute Reaction to danger and malice within a certain range, and some Sixth Pin members would have imposing means without the use of secret spiritual methods.
Wenguang did not expect to experience the feeling of a senior Rank-6 from a young man who had just entered Rank-8!
Hearing this, Lou Cheng smiled slightly. "You're too kind. Master, you're being modest."
The higher the level of martial arts, the richer the means would be.
"No need for modesty, no need for modesty. Monks don't lie. You are indeed a genius with unlimited potential." Wenguang chanted the name of Buddha and paid his respects to Wei Renjie. "This poor monk will take his leave now."
Watching him walk into the meditation hall, Zhou Zhengyao and the other special training members were a little stunned. They had experienced Master Wenguang's means in the past two days and had almost worshipped him like a Bodhisattva or Arhat. However, such a powerful senior Rank-6 Mighty One, a senior of Xiushan, actually suffered in front of Lou Cheng?
Although Master Wenguang was old and his physical condition was deteriorating, his short burst of power was not much worse than that of a Sixth Pin in his prime!
While they were still in shock and doubt, Wei Renjie calmed down and took out the secret books and diagrams of the Internal Training Method for Lou Cheng to browse first so that it would be convenient for him to guide them later. At this time, Qin Rui, Dai Linfeng, and Xu Rongfei, the three disciples of Gushan Martial Arts School, arrived and noticed the strange scene.
"What happened just now?" Dai Linfeng pulled a disciple of Foguang Martial Arts School and whispered.
This disciple did not hide anything and described Master Wenguang's strange behavior and words. Qin Rui and the others were stunned as if they were listening to a legend.
This is not scientific! They secretly sighed.
Is it because the more you know Lou Cheng, the more unfathomable he is?
Soon, Lou Cheng finished reading the internal training methods provided by the foundation and found that it was much more inferior than his own Thunder Roar Zen. It was almost impossible to practice Tremor Punch with it.
"Well, let's start practicing. I'll watch first." Lou Cheng put away the diagrams and smiled at the special training members who were standing in three rows.
Qin Rui and Dai Linfeng took the lead and answered in unison,
"Yes, Instructor Lou!"
Their voices were loud and clear, echoing in the quiet Zen Temple without any reluctance.
…
In a room deep in the Zen Temple, Wenguang typed on the keyboard with two fingers and wrote an email.
"Got in touch with the target. Great potential, almost as good as Peng Ren."
…
After four hours of guidance, Lou Cheng changed his clothes and took a car to the villa area by the Back Water Lake to pick up Yan Zheke. She had relatives in the afternoon, so she couldn't meet Gu Shuang and the others in advance.
"Nervous?" After a short while, he saw his girlfriend walking out gracefully in a white cotton dress and a pair of canvas shoes, emphasizing the feeling of a young girl and the artistic style of youth.
Yan Zheke rolled her eyes. "Why should I be nervous? Anyway, they all know you are my Cheng! "
My nervousness comes from lack of confidence. Facing Cheng's friends, I am quite confident …
They chatted and laughed, took a taxi to the place where they were treating guests to dinner — Drunken Beauty Mountain. According to the message sent by Gu Shuang, they found the private room directly.
In the private room, Qin Rui had already arrived and was talking cheerfully with Fatty Jiang, Tao Xiaofei and Du Liyu. From time to time, he would steal glances at the mature and beautiful Gu Shuang opposite him.
Xing Jingjing sat between the petite and pretty Song Li and her best friend Gu Shuang. Although she looked indifferent, there was nothing unusual about her. She was whispering something to her two friends. From time to time, she would accompany Jiang Fei and the others to reminisce about the past in the No. 1 High School.
She heard the footsteps first. When she turned around, she happened to see the door open and Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke walking in hand in hand.
Jiang Fei subconsciously held his breath. He saw that the girl he had seen before was even more beautiful than she was in the past. She was even more beautiful than she was in his memory. However, she was less polite and courteous. Her eyebrows were more lively, and her eyes were filled with the taste of the mortal world. His good friend was not tall, but he was tall enough. He was not handsome, but he was pleasing to the eye. He was calm and gentle, confident and modest. The two of them walked in side by side, their fingers interlocked. It was like a scene from a TV series was imprinted in his eyes.
They were a perfect match … The melancholy and sadness in Jiang Fei's heart completely disappeared.
The room was quiet for a while. When Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke walked to their seats, Du Liyu picked up his wine glass and said with a smile, "Cheng, you have to apologize to me! You can use tea as wine and toast me three times! "
Before the others could say anything, he explained, "It's your fault for being so good. Your girlfriend always praises you in front of our Song Li. In the end, I'm the one who suffers. There's no harm without comparison! Song Li's favorite thing to say now is that you should learn from Cheng, blah blah blah. "
Before he could finish, Song Li pinched him and glared at him. Lou Cheng looked at Yan Zheke with a smile. He did not expect her to praise him in front of her best friend so often.
Yan Zheke turned her head and raised her chin. She did not respond.
"Okay, these three glasses deserve it!" Lou Cheng replied cheerfully.
When he was about to pick up his glass, Gu Shuang touched the roulette table with the bottom of her glass and said with a smile,
"Let's toast together! I wish that Cheng and Ke will always be united and grow old together! "
"What kind of line is that?" Yan Zheke scolded Gu Shuang.
"Hehe, I wish you all the best!" Gu Shuang cheekily encouraged the others to toast them.
Tao Xiaofei and the others were eager to see the world in chaos. They said in unison,
"I wish the two newlyweds will be of one heart and grow old together, hahaha!"
Lou Cheng looked at Yan Zheke with a smile and egged her on,
"Drink up! You all the best! You all the best!"
Yan Zheke "gritted her teeth" and glared at him. She took a deep breath and generously accepted the toast.
The atmosphere suddenly became lively. Everyone talked and laughed and joked with each other. In the end, they even urged Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke to drink cross-cupped wine.
Because of the spy Lou Cheng, the girl could not resist. She had to cross her arms shyly and drink a glass of juice with him.
Time flew by after the gathering. Lou Cheng practiced his martial arts step by step, taught the VIP class, and gave pointers to the special training. From time to time, he would visit his grandparents, as well as visit his elders like Director Xing and the others.
Of course, the most important thing was his date with Yan Zheke. Because his house was not safe, he could only consider the girl's bedroom. The number of times they made out could be counted on one hand. But every time, Lou Cheng remembered it clearly and was very satisfied.
In the blink of an eye, August was coming to an end. The summer vacation was coming to an end.
…
Lou Cheng habitually came to the Back Water Lake to practice. But when school was about to start, Yan Zheke was asked by her grandparents to stay for a short while. She would not come back until two days later.
Thinking of his little fairy, Lou Cheng calmed down and visualized the scene of a prairie fire burning the earth. He felt a burning pain in his body and the changes in his muscles and fascia occurred naturally.
Without the help of the Jindan, he successfully grasped the essence and charm of the Prairie Fire Picture and the Zhurong Picture in just over 20 days.
At the end of the practice, Lou Cheng adjusted his muscles and wriggled his organs to make the corresponding changes of the Prairie Fire Picture. He let the flames surge and then sketched in his mind the god with the head of a beast and the feet of a human.
The flames quieted down as if they were suppressed and tamed to the extreme. Lou Cheng took a step forward and punched the void with his right fist.
Boom!
An explosion rang out, and with his fist as the center, a few waves of fire rolled out, the burning intent distorting the light.
Lou Cheng withdrew his hand and stopped with satisfaction. He turned around and left. With the lake behind him, he was full of anticipation for the start of school.
National University Martial Arts Competition, here I come!
Peng Leyun, Ren Li, here I come!
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