
Tonight the academy is holding a welcome for the new students. But Qing Yue'er did not attend. He was more interested in going to the Martial Hall on the main peak.
The Martial Hall had the facility to train martial techniques. It was there that Qing Yue'er could exchange the bamboo slips for techniques that were already available.
The Martial Hall has 6 floors. 1 Floor to choose 1st class technique. 2 Floor to choose 2nd class techniques. 3 Floor to choose 3rd class techniques. For the 4.5th and 6th floors, it was the floor to practice martial techniques.
Qing Yue'er came in. The 1st and 2nd floors were filled with people. Especially the 1st floor, there was almost no gap to move. When Qing Yue'er went up to the 3rd floor there were very few people.
That's not surprising. Although the different ranks of martial techniques had different qualities, the difficulty for training was also different.
That was why the new disciples preferred to train techniques from rank 1 or 2. Qing Yue'er was different. Even if the goal of a martial technique was only for defense, he had to choose the strongest.
As Qing Yue'er entered the 3rd floor, she saw an elder sitting down and looking at her. He's probably almost 100 years old. But his aura still felt very strong.
"Young man, I recommend not to bite on what you can't chew. The skills here don't suit you." The elder said to him.
Qing Yue'er could guess. This person must be the guard of the Martial Hall. "Thank you for the reminder. But I have my own plan."
Qing Yue'er walked over to the counter after cupping her hands on the elder.
The elder sighed in disappointment. "Other arrogant disciple."
He had encountered many arrogant disciples like this. Usually they directly train the technique that he thinks is the most powerful. But of course not much works.
When met with a mild failure, they could still improve. But if it failed completely, they could lose their future.
The elder was just being kind to remind, especially the new disciples. However, most of them still insist on the choice.
Qing Yue'er handed the bamboo slip to the attendant on the 3rd floor. Then the officer showed me which lines were available to the new students.
Qing Yue'er picked on the shelf line. There might only be 100 martial techniques prepared. The rest were superior grade 3 techniques.
After finding the technique that he thought was the most powerful, Qing Yue'er registered it to the attendant.
"Are you sure you chose this Shadow Boxing?"
Qing Yue'er nodded.
"This is a difficult technique." The officer shook his head.
"I understand. This is what I want to train." Qing Yue'er smiled.
The officer breathed. Young people are now always overestimating their own abilities. But he still listed Qing Yu's name in his book.
After Qing Yue'er finished she began to climb up towards the 6th floor for training.
The 4th to 6th floors were designed specifically for training. In the middle of the room there is a large area filled with mechanisms. It is an area used simultaneously.
For people who are happy with the atmosphere of life, this area is a suitable place. They can help each other with their friends.
As for someone who preferred with calmness, they could enter the stone room provided. When the stone door was closed, it was like isolating oneself from the outside world.
Qing Yue'er entered the stone room. In the center was a pillar of mechanism. The pillar was made of steel so it was very sturdy. If attacked, it will automatically dodge.
Qing Yue'er opened the book in her hands. He read the description and training methods of Shadow Boxing techniques.
Qing Yue'er approached the pillar of mechanism. He began to precipitate spiritual qi in his palm.
*woshh woshh
Qing Yue'er swung her fists and she could see her fists producing 3 traces. But just as his fist was about to land on the mechanism pillar, the pillar moved dodging Qing Yue'er's attack with an invisible speed.
Qing Yue'er was stunned for a moment. But then he smiled. "It's very interesting."
Then Qing Yue'er began to train until midnight. Sweat had washed his clothes. But Qing Yue'er was satisfied. He gradually began to understand the nature of the Shadow Fist technique.
The Shadow Fist Technique relied on an observant eye. Change reality and attack when they are caught off guard.
This might not be the strongest technique, but this could clearly easily trick the opponent he was facing.
Qing Yue'er wiped the sweat on her forehead before returning to the dormitory. He will continue training for another day.
Just as Qing Yue'er was about to walk across the bridge, she felt a white figure flashed with lightning speed. The figure did not stop and passed by Qing Yue'er just like that.
Qing Yue'er felt a little curious. He was chasing at maximum speed, but he remained behind. The figure disappeared over the bridge. Qing Yue'er only saw her long white hair almost touch the ground.
He suddenly recalled the woman with fox eyes he had met in the ravine of Linxiang royal square. Qing Yue'er was stunned. Are they the same person?
"Young man, are you looking for me?"
The voice came from behind. Qing Yue'er immediately turned around quickly.
Qing Yue'er's conjecture was not wrong. It was the fox woman he met. But the woman should not recognize him, right?
"I'm sorry for this junior if he has disturbed Senior." Qing Yue'er cupped her hands.
"Right, it looks like I should punish you." The woman smiled slanted.
Hearing this, Qing Yue'er was instantly on guard. He had no idea how strong that person was.
The woman moved as fast as lightning before Qing Yue'er noticed it. He only felt an explosion of pain in his chest.
Qing Yue'er's eyes were puffed up as she watched the delicate hand push her body to the point of being thrown out of the bridge.
Qing Yue'er was not given a chance to refuse. His body immediately plunged free from the heights. He could see the bridge getting smaller bit by bit.
His heart immediately sank. He never thought the woman would drop him immediately. Is he going to die like this?
His heart feels sour. True, curiosity can indeed get you killed just like that.
The fox woman looked at Qing Yue'er's body which was getting smaller and smaller. His smile had disappeared perfectly.
"Our ancestor, how could he be taken down just like that? Could he have offended you?" The voice of the old man came from behind him.
"No, I'm just doing my job." Then his figure became blurred.
The old man frowned. He did not understand the meaning of his ancestors' words.