Becoming a saint begins with apprenticing under the last martial arts champion.

After leaving the river, Lu Changqing quickly returned to the courtyard.

I sat down on the stone bench, drank a few sips of the now-cold tea, and recalled the fierce battle I had just fought underwater.

So strong!

The double strength and speed boost from the talent is truly impressive!

This was enough to make him fearless in the face of three training sessions against four!

Even if we can't kill the opponent, escaping is definitely not a problem!

He's only at the third training stage.

When he completes his fourth training session, reaches the next level of mastery, and even attains peak strength, he can unlock his talent, gaining double the strength and speed, and also stacking the attribute bonuses from various powerful techniques...

At that time, who could be his match?!

It also has the ability to control its own water.

The increase in health points brought about by the breakthrough in stance training is enough for him to unleash his full power underwater for thirty minutes.

With such a high frequency of attacks, let alone one Wang Qiang, even three or four more would not be a match for him!

However, Lu Changqing was not confident when facing masters of both Ming Jin and An Jin.

Because he hasn't yet fought against someone at this level.

He didn't know how effective qi could be underwater.

If there are also strong restrictions, then he would have a chance to kill not only those who have reached the fourth level of cultivation, but also those who have entered the realm of cultivation.

Immediately, he took out the palm-sized fish-shaped pendant from his pocket.

Lu Changqing couldn't figure out how to use this thing, but the shark's excited and joyful emotions and actions in his mind were definitely not fake.

He strongly suspected that this object was the key to Wang Qiang's ability to move freely underwater, and also the tool used by the foreigners when they kidnapped Wang Hao.

After a moment's thought, Lu Changqing bit the tip of his index finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it onto the fish-shaped pendant.

The instant the blood touched the pendant, Lu Changqing felt an evil, filthy aura emanating from it.

Immediately afterwards, strange images appeared in my mind.

Above a sea of ​​blood, there was a blond, blue-eyed foreigner with a holy expression but greedy eyes, holding a scepter and muttering something incomprehensible.

Immediately, from within this sea of ​​blood, a strange-looking fish with a mouth full of sharp teeth leaped out and pounced on Lu Changqing.

The next moment, the strange scene disappeared, leaving only the image of the strange fish in Lu Changqing's mind.

A misconception that it "could be fed" arose in Lu Changqing's mind:

He can gain the ability to swim by feeding the strange fish in his mind some of his own blood.

Lu Changqing took a deep breath.

Another cult!

However, this cult did not appear in the Middle Kingdom, but rather among the foreigners.

Judging from the impression in the footage, the foreigner's attire looks very much like that of the so-called Pope.

Without hesitation, Lu Changqing released the control.

The shark's soul, which had been locked within the black energy portion of the Tai Chi diagram, was immediately released. It lunged at the strange fish that leaped out of the sea of ​​blood, took two forceful bites, and swallowed it whole.

Thus, the feeling that Lu Changqing could make an exchange vanished abruptly.

He could almost hear the pope's voice again.

It was still chattering away, but compared to the calm, silent, and sacred tone it had just given, it was now much quieter.

This moment was filled with anger and hysteria.

Lu Changqing finally understood how these foreigners and Kunlun Sect disciples could speak and move freely underwater.

So he's joined a cult.

However, compared to his own innate talent, the opponent's methods were worlds apart, not even in the same league.

We still need to find a way to hunt demons and improve our talents!

Lu Changqing has experienced the power of talent in every dimension and aspect, including resources, combat, and life.

Tonight, he killed four members of the Umbrella Cult underwater.

They also killed the strange fish belonging to the foreigner in the token, and the black energy portion had already filled two-thirds of it.

With just a few more hunts, the talent can be upgraded or evolved, and the speed isn't slow.

call--

Lu Changqing let out a long breath.

Tonight's gains were quite substantial.

It is not something that is substantial and immediately reflected in one's own attributes and abilities.

It leans more towards the information level:

One is the legacy of the skeletons in the tomb, another is the collusion between the Kunlun Sect and the Umbrella Sect, and the third is the evil and some of the abilities of the foreign church.

This played a crucial role in his understanding of the situation and the subsequent events!

Besides, Lu Changqing's feeling after receiving all this information was... without sufficient strength, it's difficult to survive in this world!

Or rather, they have no ability to withstand risks and can only live a muddled life.

If someone wants your life, they can take it away anytime!

He didn't want to be fish on the chopping board!

Looking at the sky, Lu Changqing decided not to go to sleep immediately.

Instead, taking advantage of the fact that he still had some energy, he immediately began to walk on the stakes.

Practice martial arts, and then become stronger.

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The wind in the port city is unusually strong tonight.

A sudden gust of wind arose above the West Asian Mental Hospital, and thick clouds gathered, as if something was pressing down heavily on the hospital.

Unlike other mental hospitals, there is no greenery or caregivers here.

Several heavy machine guns and a menacing tank were placed in front of the hospital.

Many foreigners carried fully automatic rifles on their chests and patrolled in groups of three.

Time passed and it was time to hand over the shift.

The foreigners reported and exchanged information with each other according to the established procedures.

In that brief moment, a dark figure swiftly slipped into the main building of the mental hospital.

His face was plain and unremarkable, even somewhat aged, and he looked to be over fifty years old.

It was the Kunlun Sect disciple that Lu Changqing had encountered underwater.

The other party clearly infiltrated the mental hospital, but after entering the hospital, they seemed extremely familiar with its layout.

They easily slipped into the third basement level of the mental hospital, and reached the innermost iron door.

He forcefully pulled the iron gate to the left.

A bald, bespectacled old man wearing a vest, shorts, and flip-flops slowly put down his newspaper and looked up at him.

After seeing who it was, the seemingly harmless old man's expression changed, and his eyes showed some surprise.

His words were laced with a smile, but also carried a hint of sarcasm:

"Yang Ji? Back then, you couldn't break through the four barriers and couldn't enter the realm of enlightenment. You went astray and were expelled from the sect by your senior master."

"Before leaving, he mocked me, saying I was a martial arts fanatic."

"How did you end up here again?"

Yang Ji ignored the old man's sarcastic remarks and quickly said:

"Senior brother, besides those few masters who are not to be trifled with, a new local top expert has emerged in Hong Kong. It's a perfect opportunity for you to have a good time killing people."

Upon hearing this, the old man chuckled and continued reading his newspaper.

Seeing this, Yang Ji quickly repeated to the old man what had happened underwater at the village port.

It contains some misleading verbal messages, but 99% of them are true.

Upon hearing this, the old man frowned slightly: "You've joined the Umbrella Cult?"

Yang Ji quickly said, "Senior brother, it's not joining, it's cooperating."

"I want to obtain the Five Great Skills."

The old man laughed again, "Even the martial arts champion Liu Bai and my grandmaster couldn't master that technique."

"You, someone who can't even get through the gates, dare to try and get your hands on this?"

"You're still the same useless person you always were..."

Yang Ji opened his mouth, but had nothing to say, though his eyes revealed a resentful anger.

Just as he was about to say something more, he saw his senior brother, who was a ruthless killer and a fanatic cultivator, put down his newspaper.

I stood up, wearing slippers.

A powerful aura emanated from him:

"But since you said there really is a local master emerging, then I do want to go out and see..."

"What will he look like when I kill him?"