Cosmic Demon

Chapter 29: Xiao Tou is not cheating, fighting in the octagonal cage
The glowing human figure occupies the field of vision and there is no need to observe it with the naked eye. The red and white light is evenly distributed in different parts.

Mainly on the limbs, other places are lighter and darker.

"Some of them are like the red muscles and white muscles that fitness trainers talk about."

Qin Shi thought about it seriously and he knew that skeletal muscles are divided into red and white.

Red muscles are more endurance-oriented, while white muscles are more explosive power.

It is said that the sports department will use this method to select athletes with a high proportion of white muscle fibers, who are suitable for sprinting and high jumping.

Otherwise, participate in marathons, road cycling races, etc.

"It shouldn't be that simple. I see a subtle pink tint. The red and white blend together to form strands of pink... Could this be the feeling of Qi?"

The glowing human figure was sitting cross-legged, and a beam of pink light as thick as a finger was moving slowly between the red and white.

Qin Shi grasped the Qi sensation and guided its circulation;

While maintaining an introspective state, carefully observe the pink light that is as fresh, soft, and full of vitality as a baby's.

After about seven or eight minutes, the warm air flow completed a complete cycle.

This is what Lao Liang calls the circulation of the small heavenly organs.

"The pink got a little stronger, and the red and white got a little brighter."

Qin Shi could see the extremely subtle changes clearly when he was looking inward.

"According to the old martial arts, every time you circulate the small Zhoutian and complete the circulation of the Qi, your practice progress will be faster.

This process actually deepens the brightness of the red and white colors and enhances the strength of the body.”

Qin Shi seemed to be thinking about something. According to the four steps proposed by Lao Liang, coiling the muscles and stretching the back are exercises, and catching the qi is a strengthening step.

A two-pronged approach is used to squeeze out potential and release rich vitality.

Finally, open the eight sections and nine joints of the mortal body to achieve a large circulation of Qi, allowing the pink and bright light to cover the entire body.

“The old martial arts school has been passed down for many years, and it is indeed extraordinary, with each link interconnected and fitting perfectly.

As long as you follow the steps, you can move forward step by step.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you can get started. "

Qin Shi opened his eyes, stretched his waist, and connected his joints into one.

It's like doing gentle stretching for more than ten minutes, which relaxes my whole body.

At this moment, Qin Shi did not feel the sore muscles or fatigue after high-intensity exercise. Instead, he felt extremely light.

The muscles all over the body are relaxed where they should be relaxed, and tightened where they should be tightened, like a brand new machine that has just been oiled.

"The eighth stage and the ninth stage is a natural progression. The next step is to increase the number of cycles of the small heavenly circulation and consolidate the foundation of the fighting method."

Qin Shi walked out of the house and poured cold water on his face. Xie Yucheng's voice came from outside:
"Hurry up, Ah Shi, don't be late. Brother Ze has prepared a big show today and we are short on manpower!"

"okay."

Qin Shi quickly locked the door and jumped on the back of the bicycle.

"Lao Liang was kind enough to give us a day off yesterday. I wanted to go play with you with Brother Yuan, but you weren't at home."

Xie Yucheng stepped on the pedal, the bells jingled, and he sped like the wind towards Beiguan Street.

"Brother Cheng's breath is even, but not smooth enough. The rhythm of his breathing is like swinging a hammer, and is relatively short."

Qin Shi had just learned how to capture other people's breath and judge their physical strength, so he practiced on Xie Yucheng who was riding a bicycle.

He closed his eyes and tilted his ears, letting the air flow across his face and blow his hair.

breathe.

Qin Shi focused his attention.

Gradually, Xie Yucheng's breathing became amplified, forming a fluctuating curve.

"Qi sense, Brother Cheng also has Qi sense, but it's very thin."

The more skilled a martial artist is, the more stable the curve of his breathing will be, and the oscillation amplitude will not be very intense. Only when he enters combat mode will he suddenly create a huge wave peak.

"Well, how come I can also see the color of Brother Cheng's skin?"

When Qin Shi's mind was highly concentrated, his vision suddenly shook, peeling off Xie Yucheng's flesh and blood, revealing an extremely dim red and white light. As for the light pink color that was as tender as a baby's, it was almost gone.

"The red ones account for a larger proportion, while the white ones account for a smaller proportion. No wonder Brother Cheng cannot beat Brother Yuan in actual combat training.

Strong endurance, but lack of explosive power, weak punches, and lack of a decisive attack method. "

The state of introspection did not last long, and Qin Shi's head began to feel heavy, and it seemed that the consumption of other people was particularly great.

"Speaking of which, is this considered to be fully realized? If the range is expanded, and it can be activated through walls and obstacles, wouldn't it be a magical skill to sneak up on people!"

……

……

At ten minutes past nine, the bicycle stopped in front of the brightly lit gate of the Midnight Palace.

Xie Yucheng looked back:
"Ashi, I'll go lock the car. You go in from the back first. Brother Yuan will be here this afternoon."

Qin Shi nodded and jumped off the back seat.

At this point, Beiguan Street is very busy, with heavy traffic and crowds of people.

There was an endless stream of cars that were not often seen on Jiuchang Street, driving into the area. The parking attendants with bags on their shoulders enthusiastically stepped forward to help park and reserve parking spaces.

"Brother Hua, open the door."

He went into the alley, knocked on the iron gate, and saw the bear-like muscular bald guy again.

"Hello, it's getting busy inside, change into your work clothes quickly. I told Manager Yu that you and Ah Cheng are already here, but are just squatting in the toilet."

The bald guy, whose real name is "Niu Aihua", smiled friendly.

"Thank you, Brother Hua!"

Qin Shi flashed across the aisle and slipped into the locker room.

The deafening sound waves outside hit the wall and penetrated in.

"It's so lively."

Xie Yucheng, who also sneaked in, sighed:

"I heard from the foreman that this kind of exciting show can attract a lot of high-end customers to buy tickets. I hope to earn a few hundred in tips and have a hearty midnight snack."

Qin Shi looked at the poster pasted on the outside of the iron cabinet in the locker room. It showed a muscular man with bronze skin and steel-like body flexing his back, while his opponent was a skinny Indian man wearing a turban.

"I wonder how strong the muscles of the fighters under Brother Ze are?"

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The midnight palace is particularly lively tonight. The guests are no longer paying attention to the scantily clad dancers and the hot waitresses, but are all staring at the octagonal cage rising above the main stage.

The heavy iron cage stood there, emitting a cold light. It was about ten meters in diameter and the fence was two meters high.

Eight thick corner columns and eight wire mesh doors make it look like a small arena.

The microphone carried the host's high-pitched and passionate voice to the entire hall:
"Tonight, a fist-to-flesh fight will take place! On one side is the 'Black Ronnie' from Beiguan Street, whose hands have crushed the heads of countless fighters! On the other side is the 'Suffering Monk' from the Tianzhu Autonomous Region..."

The ostentatiously dressed host shouted at the top of his lungs, but the audience just wanted him to get out of here quickly and couldn't wait to watch the fight.

"Brother Yuan, what is Heiloni? The name of the bitter monk sounds very impressive!"

After serving a few cocktails ordered by the guests, Qin Shi sat in a corner and chatted with Li Yuan.

"That's all nonsense. Hei Luoni is a fitness coach in the urban area. His head is pointed because of the drugs he took. He looks big, but he is actually as clumsy as a pig. He may not be able to beat me.

The bitter monk is even funnier, he is a dishwasher in a curry restaurant in the North District.

The opening show was nothing special, it was just to create atmosphere and fool the laymen.”

Li Yuan curled his lips.

"what?"

Qin Shi was surprised.

After all this time, it turns out to be a nightclub version of Wulinfeng?
Who can act better?
"How can the truly exciting content be put out in the open?"

Li Yuan shrugged:

"The main course is served only after the appetizers are finished. Several big bosses from Yancheng came tonight and asked for a life-and-death fight. They won't stop until blood is seen."

At the end of his speech, Li Yuan looked sad. The most clear "career plan" for him and Xie Yucheng was nothing more than to follow Brother Ze and upgrade from a boxer to a fighter in the ring.

"So cruel? Someone must be killed!"

As a student, Qin Shi could only see the dilapidated side of the Old Factory Street and never really got a glimpse of the darkness hidden beneath the peaceful life.

"Rich people have enjoyed everything they should have enjoyed. The dignity, personality, and time of poor people can be trampled on by them at any time. They only have one life left."

Li Yuan gritted his teeth, anger in his eyes.

Qin Shi was silent. The eldest sister had shouldered too much burden for him and the youngest.

It provides funds for study and living, and protects against wind and rain.

So that they have not experienced the pain and injustice of being beaten by reality.

"Ayuan, table 52, open two bottles of thorny roses!"

The bartender at the bar spoke via the intercom.

Li Yuan responded and hurried away.

“It’s not easy to earn a little tip.”

Feeling the fiery glances from the booths, Qin Shi had to force out a business smile again.

Sending wine and fruit plates to these lonely single ladies will inevitably lead to some teasing.

It would be fine if it was just verbal talk, but some bolder ones would go straight in and ask if the couple wants to find a sponsor's sister or mother.

"Boys, when you go out, you must protect yourself!"

Hearing the reminder from the bar to deliver drinks, Qin Shi sighed again, ready to endure the humiliation.

I hope I don’t run into those perverted players who claim that they “need to be disciplined”, “willing to be a slave”, or “please be stepped on”.

Before Qin Shi could bring the wine, he was stopped by the slightly seductively dressed Manager Yu:
"Ashi, don't be busy yet. Brother Ze is looking for you in the private room on the second floor."

(End of this chapter)