Chapter 303

Fortunately, Wang Quan dodged in time. Otherwise, his face would be splattered with blood.

"Are you alright, Senior?"

Wang Quan asked cautiously.

Although he did not use his full strength, it was definitely not light. The fact that Duan Zhige was not heavily injured meant that he was very strong.

Wang Quan looked to his left and right.

Fortunately, this wasn't his Origin World. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

That's right. For some unknown reason, Wang Quan's mind was in a state of complete clarity in the Origin World.

Back to the topic.

Duan Zhige maintained the demeanor of an expert. His movements were extremely natural as he wiped off the bloodstain at the corner of his lips. He spoke in a light tone, "You have enough strength, but your technique is lacking. How did you exert your strength? "

Wang Quan couldn't help but admire Duan Zhige.

From the looks of it, the thickness of the skin of these big shots was above average.

No wonder they could become big shots.

Many of the big shots in the Origin World would slap their own faces the moment they said something, but they still acted as if nothing had happened.

Admirable, admirable.

However, he still decided to give a proper answer, "I gathered all my energy into my fist and punched out."

"Your meridians were not damaged?" Duan Zhige's eyes lit up like light bulbs, "Who is your master?"

Such a good root bone was actually taught to such an extent!

If Duan Zhige knew who this brat's master was, he would definitely go up to that brat's entire family!

This was simply a waste of resources!

Wang Quan answered honestly, "I am not affiliated with any sect or master. I am just a wanderer that passed by the pugilistic world."

He took out a printed copy of and handed it over, "One tael of silver. I am not deceiving anyone. Even those who practiced it on the Sky List said that it was good."

Wang Quan was ranked fifth on the Sky List. After practicing , his control over his strength had improved. There was nothing wrong with what Duan Zhige said.

Duan Zhige's expression did not change. He took the manual and casually tossed a tael of silver to Wang Quan before flipping through the manual.

Duan Zhige did not restrict Wang Quan's movements. Clearly, he had full confidence in his own strength.

After flipping through it briefly, Duan Zhige closed the manual and sighed, "There is indeed something good about it. It is a pity that he was born too early and did not live in the same era as me."

These words were arrogant enough.

It was not 'I was born earlier', but 'I was born too early'.

"Forget it. This Exalt will not take advantage of you."

Duan Zhige opened his palm. With a flash, a jade strip appeared in his hand.

"This is the Kun Peng Strategy that this Exalt wrote after collecting the twenty secret manuals of the Devil Sect. It is one of the top three cultivation technique manuals since ancient times. I'll give it to you."

"Senior, are you sure?" Wang Quan received the manual. "I'm going to print it and spread it around the world."

"It's fine." Duan Zhige did not mind at all. "This Exalt's self-created manual is not that easy to cultivate. If a genius can cultivate it, this Exalt will be happy. "

Wang Quan nodded, "Then it would be impolite for me to refuse."

Duan Zhige frowned, "Why not? If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask this Exalt. Those who achieve great things do not bother with trifles. If you don't ask, how can you improve your Martial Dao?

"If someone can defeat this Exalt now, this Exalt will only be happy. Of course, if the gap is too big, it doesn't count. There's no value in learning it. "

Wang Quan answered honestly, "No, I just don't understand it."

Duan Zhige smiled, "Come, if there's anything you don't understand, you can ask this Exalt."

He thought that this young man wanted to save face.

Because he found Wang Quan pleasing to the eye, he went along with what he said.

Of course, what he meant by finding Wang Quan pleasing to the eye was that he felt that Wang Quan would have a chance to fight with him in the future.

If he found out that Wang Quan did not have the ability, he would immediately give up.

Wang Quan nodded his head and took out the jade booklet.

One hour later …

Duan Zhige looked at Wang Quan from head to toe with a strange gaze.

The look in his eyes was like that of a modern man looking at an ape.

"You … what kind of education did you receive?"

Duan Zhige asked himself. He had already brought out his rare patience. Even when he was cultivating, he did not have this much patience.

What kind of disciples did he teach in the past?

As long as he casually said a few sentences, even if he didn't draw inferences about other cases from one instance, he would still be able to perfectly understand his explanation.

Why was it different when it came to this kid?

If he were to use an analogy, it would be like an academic conference. A super expert who had won all kinds of international awards and was the number one in the world in terms of professional research found a young PhD student.

Hence, he brought this young PhD student back to the hotel and planned to give him one-to-one guidance.

When he gave guidance, he taught him how to research from nuclear fission to nuclear fusion.

Then, that young PhD student asked him about a quadratic equation.

Furthermore, he was not joking. He was asking it seriously.

Duan Zhige was feeling the same way that the number one academic expert in the world felt.

Wang Quan was helpless.

It would be fine if he had transmigrated for 10 or 20 years. But it was less than three months. What could he do?

He did not understand a lot of basic knowledge that was completely unknown to the martial artists of this world.

He could barely understand the .

For example, the feeling of gas. The secret manual said, "When one's stomach is empty, one will feel like farting but be unable to do so."

As for acupoints, the secret manual said, "The XX acupoint is three little fingernails below the nipple. When pressed, one will feel sore and itchy."

What Duan Zhige said were all technical terms. He really could not learn them.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved. What a waste of my talent."

Duan Zhige sat cross-legged at the side and closed his eyes to rest.

His ten years of passion for teaching had been exhausted by Wang Quan. He did not want to speak for a while.

If this was over, he would be interested in designing a set of martial arts that was suitable for Wang Quan. But now, he did not want to.

He wanted to conserve his energy and prepare for the battles in two days.

Only by pushing himself to his limits would he have a chance of breaking through.

What he wanted to pursue was that trace of possibility.

Wang Quan did not want to talk to him, so he went into a daze.

He was also circulating his energy, but he was testing the upper limit of his strength.

Since he was going to Chang 'an in two days, he might as well wait.

It was not that he did not want to run, but he felt that Duan Zhige was telling the truth even though he had lost most of his cool in front of him.

He and Old Friend Wu … were not in the same dimension.

According to Wang Quan, the upper limit of the strength he could use when he had just transmigrated was at the level of the top fifteen in the Heaven List.

Now that he had finished cultivating the Innate Qi, other than Old Friend Wu and the Grand Secretary, no one in Old Friend Wu's group was a match for him.

Even if he was with these two, he felt that he would be able to fight back.

However, he felt that he was not a match for Duan Zhige.

This was not his feeling, but a kind of intuition, similar to the intuition of a wild beast.

Therefore, he was slowly testing the upper limit, wanting to see how far he could beat Duan Zhige.

If he could beat Duan Zhige, he would have run away long ago!

Wouldn't it be better to just gang up on the two Sword Saints? Why must he increase the risk to the highest?

However, after trying for a while, he temporarily gave up.

If he did not break through the limit, he might not be a match for Duan Zhige.

If he broke through the limit, he could only guarantee that he would be awake for three minutes.

After that, he would become crazier and crazier until he returned to the state of Fenggu Village, or even worse.

Forget it, he would wait for two days.

If he could not do it by then …

There was nothing he could do. He could only rely on Ah Jiu to reveal her true form!

…

Time flowed like water, flowing faster than the money in his bank account.

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.

Duan Zhige, who had not opened his eyes for two days, slowly opened them.

There was no threatening aura, and there was no strange flash of light.

He stood up and said to Wang Quan, who was lying on the side with his legs crossed, looking at the sky in a daze, "Time's up. Let's go."

Wang Quan took a deep breath and stood up.

He understood that whether or not he could clear the obstacles for Old Friend Wu and the other pioneers of this world depended on this day.