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"Youguang, are you sure your senior just started martial arts practice over a month ago?"

Pei Tiancheng\'s eyelids twitched, and he couldn\'t help but ask his younger brother again.

"Is... Is that so? It should be, right?" Pei Youguang said hesitantly, also feeling a bit uncertain.

Could it be that Jing was playing dumb and eating tigers a month ago, actually having practiced martial arts since his youth?

But the basic breathing skills were indeed taught by him to Jing.

It looked indeed like it was his first time practicing breathing skills...

What kind of monster progresses this much in just over a month...

Pei Tiancheng patted Pei Youguang\'s shoulder with a serious expression.

"No matter what, you must not lose touch with this person."

"Even if it\'s just a normal friendship, it might be very useful in the future."

"People like him, I haven\'t really seen much even in the Inner Ring City... as long as he doesn\'t die young, even if he doesn\'t take banned drugs or use alien implants, and continues on the path of Old Martial Arts, he\'ll at least be a Dragon Gate Grandmaster in the future, and might even touch \'rank\'."

Pei Tiancheng looked thoughtful.

If Master Xue really could reach the point of touching a rank, even if it was just the least prestigious \'Tenth Degree\', that would be incredible...

A few decades ago, the one who took charge of Cangting showed considerable regard for Old Martial Art Sect martial artists, and those who received ranks were honored by that person.

A gleam flickered in Pei Tiancheng\'s eyes.

Their Pei Family might, through this connection, indirectly establish a slight contact with Cangting, which represents the highest power of Zhuxia!

Even a trivial contact would be an incredible fortune!

Pei Tiancheng said solemnly to Pei Youguang:

"The future of our Pei Family is on your shoulders now."

Pei Youguang: "¿"

He looked bewildered, feeling like a running errand idiot.

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All he was, was a failure the second generation his own father disrespected, what future, what burden, what the heck are gods and demons talking about?

But before he could say anything, new changes occurred on the field.

Stabbed into the grassy slope, the Mountain Demon, swept away by Xue Jing\'s Seal Cloud Tail, moved.

Struggling, the body hanging midway with its head dug into the earth, propped itself with both hands against the slope, and with a forceful push, pulled its head out.

"This punch..."

"Feels so damn good!!!!"

The Mountain Demon stood up, threw open his arms, and howled towards the sky, the loudness of his voice scaring a nearby wild rabbit into frantic escape.

Turning its head towards Xue Jing, excitement extreme in its eyes, as if a lecher had found an absolutely enticing beauty.

"What are you waiting for, continue!" The Mountain Demon tapped its own chest, the thudding sound resonating off its muscles.

"I spent so much money on this thing, if I don\'t get hit more, wouldn\'t that be a waste of money? Eh?"

"Come on, hit me!"

Xue Jing glanced at the creature\'s shoulder where his Seal Cloud Tail had struck.

He didn\'t want to kill, so he didn\'t aim for the head.

The slightly dark skin on the right shoulder showed a purplish mark, presumably from his strike.

A Seal Cloud Tail that could blow a Cockroach Monster\'s head off barely affected the man\'s body?

Although he didn\'t use the Power of Twins to amplify it, this man\'s body was just too tough.

Xue Jing felt a sense of familiarity.

Previously, during a mission to contain the "Crown of the Wicked Woman," he had encountered a man named Zhu Yingkun, whose protective membrane was extremely tough, almost immune to punches.

It felt very similar to what he was experiencing now.

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow and asked:

"Alien implant?"

The Mountain Demon said in surprise, "Oh? Didn\'t expect an Outer Ring person to be quite knowledgeable... Correct, it is an alien implant."

"I\'ve got a layer of \'B1 Protective Membrane\' installed under my epidermis; it\'s an entry-level military alien implant with strong shock absorption, especially effective against the \'Power\' wielded by you martial artists."

The Mountain Demon grinned.

"How about it, tempted? Want to get one installed too?"

Xue Jing shook his head, his tone completely unswayed:

"How could a mere technological product compare to a body that\'s been tempered a thousand times?"

The Mountain Demon clicked his tongue.

"That\'s why you martial artists… why won\'t you accept reality."

"The Old Era has been gone for over two hundred years."

"—Wake up, times have changed!"

With his last words, the Mountain Demon had already appeared in front of Xue Jing.

They stretched out their monkey-like long arms, one left and one right, aiming for Xue Jing\'s head.

Twin winds passed by each ear.

This strike was extremely fast, seemingly using some strange technique, stirring up all the air around, leaving Xue Jing with a sensation of being bound and unable to move.

Unperturbed, Xue Jing\'s body surged with power, the True Dragon coursing through his body, instantly freeing him from the strange constraints; he ducked, dodging the flanking blows.

"Clap!!"

The two palms collided over Xue Jing\'s head, making a sharp, ear-piercing sound as they smacked together, sending a wave of air violently expanding from the point of impact.

Xue Jing felt a pain in his ears and dizziness in his head.

The Mountain Demon\'s mouth twisted into a smile.

His hands had been modified to emit a special sound wave that could disorient people upon clapping.

The actual purpose of "Twin Winds Pass by Ear" was not to hit the target, but to clap near the enemy to maximize the effect of the sound waves.

He\'s still just a young man—caught in the trap.

Xue Jing felt his consciousness drifting away amidst the trembling sounds.