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I was walking in the narrow and dim corridor, wanting to go back and find someone to ask, but before I could go out, I suddenly heard a burst of rapid, powerful and dull footsteps in front of me.
My ears moved, and I almost instinctively discerned the visitor's weight, height, gender, and even the degree of strength...
There are four martial artists, at least those who are good at hidden energy, and all of them are strong men with a height of more than 1.8 meters.
They were coming towards me, and there was no other way out, so I stood quietly, gathering my energy and breathing, waiting for them to appear. Sure enough, not long after, four burly men in suits and sunglasses appeared from around the corner.
The one who was clearly the leader took off his glasses and looked at me carefully, then turned to the three people behind him and said, "This is the guy the boss is looking for. Beat him up and bring him over."
Do you always want to beat others to a pulp?
I frowned slightly. It seemed that these people were acting without restraint, just like the underworld of the old times. The key point was that they did have such ability. Judging from their footsteps and breathing, these four people all had the internal strength cultivation of "dark energy entering the membrane" level.
In fact, some people confuse true qi and internal strength, but in fact they are two different forces. The former is an extraordinary power that has only appeared in recent years. It has the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and can do all kinds of extraordinary things.
The latter is a martial art passed down from ancient times to the present, also known as "martial arts". It requires diligent study and practice, and sprouts from the meridians of the body. If it is cultivated to a high level, it has the power to break stones, and its power is no less than that of a transcendent who possesses true qi.
At least on the surface, internal strength has three levels. The first is bright strength, which is straightforward and can be easily resolved even with a force of a thousand pounds.
Then comes the dark power. Different from the obvious power which only differs in strength, the dark power has more variety starting from the dark power. From the inside to the outside, there are three levels, namely, the dark power into the bones, the dark power into the membrane, and the dark power into the skin. When you reach the last stage, you can occasionally avoid being hit by rain. This is the threshold to entering the transformation stage.
Martial arts are difficult. Even the martial arts fanatic Yuanhui of Kongshan Temple was only at the peak of Ming Jin, and had not yet crossed the threshold of An Jin into the bones. Therefore, martial artists who have achieved An Jin into the membrane are already martial arts masters who cannot be underestimated. Many of them have unique skills. Sometimes, if a Hua Jin martial artist is not careful, he will also fall into the gutter.
I was quite surprised that a warrior of this level was willing to act as someone else's thug. Moreover, four dark force warriors were enough for me to deal with them seriously.
The leading warrior waved his hand, and the three people behind him rushed up. Their footsteps rolled the ground, raising dust and making clanging sounds. It was obvious that there were steel plates tied around their calves. Even if a car was hit by their footsteps, a big hole would probably be left.
I secretly gathered my internal energy, and my breath was as fast as an arrow, adjusting all the muscles, bones and veins in my body to the best condition. In this breath, a hidden energy warrior suddenly kicked me sideways, and I dodged the attack like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, and then followed the momentum and suddenly grabbed the man's calf with my palm like an iron hoop.
With a push of the hidden power that was ready to be released, the man was immediately pulled by me, and with the double force of his own strength and that given by me, he slammed into the wall with an unstoppable force.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang, rubble flew out, dust gushed out, and the man was almost half embedded in the wall. He was trembling and bleeding and groaning. Perhaps it was a shoddy construction, the dust quickly spread, and I simply closed my eyes.
As for dust, gravel and so on, there is no need to worry at all, because the power has already been transferred to the surface of the body. Those who have achieved the state of transformation of power will not be touched by a single feather and will not be wet by a heavy rain. This is all due to the power of "rebound".
The flying stones and dust were like water scattered on the surface of a hot oil pan, boiling and scattering all over my body, but they did not leave any trace on me. Instead, the other two people who rushed over were covered in dust and their heads were covered with red marks from the stones.
Even the ashes swirled around them for a moment, and they couldn't even open their eyes. They kept spinning and kicking in the ash curtain like headless flies...
I still kept my eyes closed and walked slowly towards them - not affected by the dust at all. My two hands shot out like lightning, and without any warning, like the flapping of autumn cicada wings, I grabbed the necks of the two men and slammed their heads against each other.
I only heard two muffled groans, and then the two men lay down limply... I frowned slightly. In the martial arts, there is a state of mind that is "a bright pearl free of dust". The heart is like a pearl free of dust, bright and shining. Just relying on the trained sixth sense, one can run freely in the pitch-black night, come and go as if in daylight, without any sense of confusion caused by being obscured.
Having reached the state of "bright pearl free from dust", even if someone is aiming at you with a sniper rifle a thousand meters away, you will not be affected by the noisy environment around you and will clearly feel the deadly danger at the first moment.
Compared with the previous realm, "Falling Leaf Cicada Police", it is many times more advanced.
But what surprises me is that martial artists who can cultivate dark energy usually have a martial arts state of mind as sharp as Ye Luochan's, but these three people don't have that at all. Not only that, the martial arts experience they have is probably only at the amateur level of Taekwondo.
Can such a person cultivate dark energy nowadays?
The man in sunglasses, the only one left among the four, saw stones flying and dust filling the air in the flash of lightning, several loud bangs, and his companions' painful groans. It took him a long time to realize what had happened. He threw away his sunglasses, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.
Ever since they got this power from their boss, any ordinary person would be as fragile as a tile under their fists and feet, with tendons and bones broken at their bends. For a time, they thought that the so-called extraordinary people were probably no more than this.
And now, a boss who said he might be a superhuman being knocked them down in less than thirty seconds. The gap between them is probably no smaller than that between ordinary people!
Suddenly, a strong sense of cowardice emerged in him, his legs trembled like sieves, and he couldn't stop retreating backwards - it turned out that the extraordinary people were such a terrifying existence.
"Pah, pah..." Accompanied by the sound of subtle footsteps, the seemingly ordinary young man walked out of the dust as if he was taking a leisurely stroll.
The tense nerves in his heart suddenly broke, and he ran away as if he had seen a ghost, but suddenly there was a gust of wind, and then his back felt numb, and his whole body suddenly became "stiff", and his left foot tripped over his right foot and he fell to the ground with a "thump".