The Supreme One

Chapter 111: The Aftereffects of the Strongest Version of the Fist of Faith

They originally thought that they could still fight him off to some extent, but now they see that he is just playing with them!

Xia Xian was also surprised by the power of his light press.

I quickly focused most of my brain power on my arm and took a look.

Sure enough, the arm seemed to have returned to normal, but in fact it was still vibrating at an extremely high frequency.

Moreover, without Xia Xian's control, the power that had not yet been fully collected was directly and fully exerted.

Logically speaking, even with his physical strength, his arm should at least be broken and bleeding after such a shock.

But after Xia Xian carefully sensed it, he found that the reason why he could still remain normal was only because his arm was the center of force of the vibration.

Just like the center of a tornado, it is actually the calmest and safest place.

But he couldn't hold on for long if he continued shaking like this.

Once the problem was identified, things became easier to solve for Xia Xian.

Just use your other hand to exert force slowly at a corresponding frequency, gradually reducing and disintegrating the vibration on the other side.

After a while, Xia Xian's arm, which had seemed calm, showed a circle of afterimage in Sheng Wuya's eyes.

Then the shaking speed became slower and slower, and the afterimage of Xia Xian's shaking hand became clearer and clearer.

When the power of the vibration was reduced to a level that even the other students who had not done much enhanced research could see the afterimage, the power of the vibration was basically completely reduced.

Xia Xian simply shook his hands, and all the shaking force was directly thrown out by him with a very complex and skillful force, stirring up a pile of wood ash.

“Phew, it’s finally over. I almost fell on myself, but now I have experience and it’s much better.

Classmates, does anyone else want to order more? There is no price increase for adding more. "

"No no no no!"

"No, no!"

"I feel great, I'm going to eat ten bowls of spiritual food right now!"

The guys who were originally weak now started running wildly.

On the way, even if he tripped and fell to the ground, he would still crawl and run using his hands and feet.

"Eh? That's not necessary! I really controlled myself!"

Looking at the horrified looks of his classmates, Xia Xian was speechless.

Why is there no trust between people?

In the end, the only ones left in the ruins of the classroom were Xia Xiansheng Wuya and the three-dog group.

Looking at the two people who had finally helped Meng Hu up from the pile of wood ash, Xia Xian smiled and asked gently: "How about it, do you two want to learn from your eldest brother and challenge the training blessing in January?"

"Ahhh, no!"

"Don't come over here!"

The two of them were so frightened by Xia Xian's words that they lost their minds, as if they saw themselves turning into sawdust on the ground in the next second.

In an instant, he left his boss behind and ran away crawling.

Sheng Wuya, who was standing by, looked at Xia Xian who looked disappointed and couldn't help rolling his eyes. Then he flashed to Meng Hu's side and helped him up.

This would also prevent this guy from being beaten to death by Xia Xian but suffocated to death by wood ash.

It took Meng Hu a long time to finally recover from the severe pain that spread throughout his body.

Compared to the pain he felt when he was hit by Xia Xian's One-Day version of the Beloved Fist during the previous battle with Xia Xian, this time the One-Month version of the Beloved Fist was so painful that it felt like his soul was trembling.

Even though he had managed to regain some consciousness, he was completely unable to control the pain in his body and was shaking so much that he couldn't stop.

Sheng Wuya also felt Meng Hu's control over his body and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"Meng Hu, you are really fierce. I admire you!"

If he had to endure this kind of pain by himself, it would have been good that he was so excited during the battle that he ignored the pain in his body for a while.

But he would never be able to bring himself to suffer like this.

In the past, he would be lazy whenever he could when practicing, so how could he endure such pain for such a small improvement in practice effect?

The reason why Sheng Wuya was able to maintain an hour of practice every day with Xia Xian was because Xia Xian’s body-building techniques were indeed comfortable to practice.

As long as enough energy is replenished, the body will continue to grow.

Even so, he practiced for about an hour, and when he got used to the pleasure brought by the practice, he stopped immediately after it became less comfortable.

Sheng Wuya had no doubt that if he was not a member of the Sheng family and had not accumulated the legacy of countless generations of ancestors, he would definitely not be able to compare with these guys who worked hard to their death in the future.

But there is no way, who says he is a member of the Holy Family?

The legacy of our ancestors is to make their descendants live more comfortably, right?

Meng Hu tried hard to force a smile in response to Sheng Wuya's praise.

But the extreme pain that had not even shown on his face twisted the proud smile he wanted into a ferocious grin.

Xia Xian couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

After laughing, Xia Xian looked at the ruins, with only the classroom covered with wood ash on the ground, and shook his head helplessly.

Now that everyone has left, there is nothing fun to do.

As for the problem with the classroom, it’s not really a problem.

The school supports the damage to various facilities.

After all, these are all pieces of wood grown by the monks using spiritual magic.

It will be formed directly according to their wishes. If they want a house, it will grow out easily.

The hardness of these facilities created by darkness is far beyond the limit of what ordinary people can destroy.

If there is a student who can damage these facilities, it means that the student is extraordinary, which is something worthy of encouragement and praise for the school.

So when there was nothing else to do in the classroom, Xia Xian said directly: "Let's go, let's go eat something to replenish our energy."

Sheng Wuya and Meng Hu were both extremely hungry. When they heard what Xia Xian said, they immediately nodded in agreement.

However, Meng Hu turned his head with difficulty and looked around, but he did not find the figures of his two brothers. He immediately said in dissatisfaction:

"Humph, these two bastards! They actually ran away without me!"

Sheng Wuya heard his mumbling and couldn't help laughing again: "Hahaha, of course they had to run. In the end, they were the only two who wanted to carry you, but they were spotted by Xianzi, right?

If you hadn't run, you wouldn't be the only one lying on the ground now."

After hearing this, Meng Hu secretly glanced at Xia Xian who was also supporting him.

"Humph, if you are afraid of this little bit of training, what will you be able to do in the future?"

Although he was actually afraid in his heart, no amount of fear could stop him from moving forward!

At most, my legs would shake a little when I moved forward.

Xia Xian, who was standing by, also shook his head when he heard his dissatisfied tone.

"You are such a fool, as a big brother, how can you look down on your younger brother for not being strong enough?

If you think that others are not capable enough, you should think of ways to strengthen their abilities. And the most important thing is to assign the right tasks to the right people, so that you can maximize the abilities of your subordinates.

He just gathers his friends to fight and kill, and at most he is just a street thug."

Even in Heliu City, there are some idle people who don't like fixed jobs or anything like that. When they have nothing to do every day, they like to find something to do.

What they mostly do is gather into small groups and fight each other. If they win, they will have a group of new followers, and then slowly the small group will become a big group.

If they can't win, they will naturally be annexed by other groups.

From time to time, on certain nights, there would be sounds of shouting and fighting.

But in reality, basically no one was killed. Once there was a loss of life, people from both sides were forcibly separated and taken to certain places to work honestly for a period of time.

After all, most of those who wind up on the streets don't have much strength.

The majority are in the Spiritual Realm, and those in the Spiritual Body Realm can be the little boss.

As for the cultivators in the Spiritual Pattern Realm, their long lifespan means that this kind of thing is just a small pleasure for them. After playing for a while, they will announce that they will retire and no longer do this.

Because these people usually only gather to fight at night, and most of them are honest and won't cause trouble during the day, so we just let them be.

But in the eyes of forces like the training hall and the family, only the most incompetent disciples would do such lowly things.

Xia Xian's words directly touched Meng Hu's heart.

But he did not refute it. To casually refute a recognized genius would actually put himself in a stupid position.

At least you have to think carefully and find loopholes before you can fight back.

However, Meng Hu had no intention of refuting Xia Xian's words. Instead, he thought about Xia Xian's words seriously.

What he said does make sense. As long as it is useful to him, he will use it no matter who says it!

This is what his father taught him, and he believes it deeply.

So in today's class, although he is not the most talented, or even in the top five, his three scores are firmly ranked third.

The only ones in front were Sheng Wuya and Xia Xian, two guys who shouldn't be counted in the class grades.

His method of improvement was very simple. Even if he did not agree with Xia Xian, he was willing to listen and use what Xia Xian said.

Without mentioning what Meng Hu was thinking at the moment, Sheng Wuya, who was standing beside him, suddenly had an idea and turned to Xia Xian through Meng Hu and said:

"Xianzi, is your favorite boxing difficult to learn?"

Seeing that Sheng Wuya had some idea in mind, Xia Xian knew that he must want to bully the other little ones born to his uncles and aunts in the family, but he did not refuse.

After thinking about it, he made a judgment: "With your basic conditions, you can't learn the move to beat Meng Hu.

But the one-day version that I played before was barely acceptable.

And the main difficulty lies in the problem of strength control, which can also be used as a method to exercise strength control.

If you have mastered the basics, you can almost achieve the effect of hitting people without hurting them, but making it very painful. With your current brain power, you should be able to get the hang of it in three or four days.

The duration of the specific pain effect depends on your proficiency in mastering it."

"Okay, okay, this is good. Hahaha, I wonder if those little brats dare to falsely accuse me again. I'll beat their butts into pieces this time and not even find any wounds!"

There is basically no stupid person in the Saint family; they are all born smart.

But for children, who are mentally immature and very smart, it can be very torturous for others.

Especially for brothers like Sheng Wuya who are younger in the family, they cannot be disciplined like their parents, nor will they be punished by their parents for any small mistake like younger children.

Therefore, Sheng Wuya, who is neither too young nor too old, is the easiest to bully and the most fun to play with in the eyes of the smart little ones at home.

He usually didn't like to go home during holidays. On the one hand, it was because Xia Xianhe wanted to go to the library to read vernacular novels, but on the other hand, it was because he really couldn't stay at home anymore!

Even though the adults in the family knew that those little guys were framing him, as long as he didn't tell them the truth, they would pretend not to know and then say a few words to him in a non-threatening manner.

This really gave him a headache.

Now, I can learn Xia Xian's optimized version of the Favorite Fist, which won't leave obvious traces like Wang Chunhua's.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen the little kids at home crying and shouting for their parents, helpless.

Looking at Sheng Wuya who suddenly couldn't help laughing, Xia Xian shook his head speechlessly.

He was bullied by kids so much that he hardly dared to go home. He is really promising!

After the two men supported Meng Hu and walked for a while, at the next corner, two timid figures appeared in front of them.

"Brother Tiger! Ahem. Hello, brothers."

Meng Hu looked at the two younger brothers who were scared away and knew to hide here and not run far away. He felt quite satisfied for a moment.

Indeed, as Xia Xian said, ability is not important and can be cultivated later.

But with loyalty, people will be stable.

Seeing the two men coming, Xia Xian and Sheng Wuya directly handed Meng Hu over to them.

And Sheng Wuya also put his arm around Xia Xian's shoulder and asked him all kinds of questions about Zhiai Fist.

When they arrived at the large cafeteria and found a corner to have a good meal, they immediately felt warm all over and felt much more comfortable.

When they slowly returned to the classroom, they found that a large group of people had gathered outside the ruins of the classroom.

"Xia Xian is back!"

When the sharp-eyed person saw Xia Xian’s figure, he shouted loudly, drawing the attention of the people around him directly to Xia Xian.

Xia Xian also looked around in confusion, wondering why they suddenly gathered here.

These people are all familiar faces.

Although Xia Xian didn't know everyone's name, he could match them one by one with the appearance of the students he had seen in school.

It is obvious that these are all classmates in the school, and students from more than one grade.

Just when Xia Xian was feeling confused, two familiar figures walked over from a small path nearby.

"Hey, I heard you destroyed the classroom, but you still have some stuff."

These two people were Feng Li and Mo Li, who had come over to watch the fun like other classmates.

In fact, this is not a major event, mainly because it is extremely rare.