Skillfully wielding a spear with just one right hand was a high-level skill possessed by Dao Ming, a great master of the Kaypang Sect. He carried out this activity with the warriors under his wing. The sect, known as the Dirty Shirt Army, executed the action with extra speed. Unbeknownst to them, someone was monitoring the Kaypang Sect's training from a distance, observing all the moves they demonstrated from the opening to the intermediate stage. He was one of the warriors from the Wuyin sect who was sent by Uncle Guang Gong to go to the other side to find the truth of the rumors related to the theft of moves from the Wuyin sect.Now they are present in the middle of this training activity while recording all the events in their memory to show Uncle Guang Gong later. Once they had all the information, they decided to leave the place and return to Zhang Gong Temple. The two warriors went to see Uncle Guang Gong, who was training Wuijin and other warriors."How was it? Did you guys fin

Amidst the darkness of the night and the enveloping silence, a young man was actively demonstrating the moves taught by the teacher's uncle in front of him. He is Wuijin, and with the help of Uncle Guang Gong, he is back practicing in the martial arts hall. Tonight he again reviewed the techniques that had been taught by uncle Guang Gong, and not only that, but some new techniques he also learned properly and correctly under the supervision of uncle Guang Gong. Wuijin learned the theory of the Book of Nine Yin, which contains sixteen moves and eight levels, during these two weeks. Initially, he wanted to target himself to master at least four moves, which means two levels in one week. But unfortunately, his brain could not really absorb the knowledge, so in the end, he chose to follow the way of Uncle Guang Gong, who taught him to learn this knowledge in two weeks. This is the third week after reaching level two with four moves that he has mastered, namely the white bone claw, white s

Sregg...Bugh"Taste my vengeance Wuijin, this time I won't let you off the hook so easily!""Tonight I'll make sure you die by my hand!" Said a young man firmly.Suddenly it made Wuijin shake his head quickly. "No! You can't kill me! I still want to live," he said.But the young man did not care about Wuijin's words, he continued his action regardless of the request. He was Han Ying, the young man who had attacked him that afternoon. Now he was present alone, there was no friend accompanying him to take revenge on Wuijin. This afternoon, he melted because Lord Taisu's energy was so strong that it paralyzed his strength, but this time, bad luck was on Wuijin's side. Some time ago, Lord Taisu left Wuijin's body to recover his energy, at the same time Wuijin was doing meditation to restore the energy he had lost. But unfortunately, in the middle of his meditation activities, he was interrupted by a young man who came suddenly to him and then committed acts of violence against him.Now H

Qinghai LakeWuijin walked away from his practice at Zhang Gong Temple. His exhaustion from training and the burden on his body from training made him want to get away from people to restore the energy that had been depleted by training this time. As he followed where his feet went, the dark scenery returned and made him feel hurt. His image of the beauty of the world is now wiped out instantly, and the hope of a happy life as a normal human being is now just gone because his physical condition has changed as before. The footsteps brought Wuijin to a Qinghai lake not far from Zhang Gong Temple. He stood on the edge of the lake, only able to enjoy the breeze without being able to see the scenery in front of him. He stood upright while looking straight ahead, and suddenly tears fell just like those that had been stagnating for a long time in his eyes.Wuijin shook his head quickly while rubbing his eyes roughly. "That sucks! I can't cry just because I'm lamenting my fate!""I believe th

Zhang Gong Temple.Uncle Guang Gong brought Wuijin back to the sect; now he is in the temple with his uncle, sitting in the dining room. Uncle Guang Gong gave Wuijin meat soup to restore his energy to be more vigorous; he watched Wuijin eat by fingering while staring blankly ahead. Compassion grew again; he could not imagine what would happen if the one who experienced it was him; maybe he would not be able to be as strong as Wuijin. Moreover, Wuijin has been living like this from birth until now; it is not easy for him to grow and develop in a disabled state like this. Wuijin devoured the food until it was finished, and uncle Guang Gong also helped him get a drink to help him drink."Thank you, uncle Guang Gong; you have helped me. I also want to apologize to you because I bother you too often," he apologized to his uncle."I really feel useless living in this world. My presence here at Zhang Gong Temple is of no use at all; it's true what people say: I'm just a piece of trash at Zha