Upon hearing Zhen Miaos order, Zhen De was taken aback at first, then his mouth opened wide and a smile spread across his face as he walked out in big strides: "Yes, Elder Brother Zhen Miao."

  This half-year of martial arts training and sufficient food made him grow a lot taller, with many dark green whiskers on his upper lip, becoming robust and sturdy. Looking at Meng Qi, who was two years younger than him, his eyes were filled with eager and joyful expression.

  Meng Qi gritted his teeth, never thought it would be so wonderful to be so serious. However, he didnt reject the idea of practicing now. He was frantically seeking any opportunity for battle in order to grasp and integrate "Iron Shirt", "Divine Steps", "Arhat Fist" and "Five Tigers Breaking Gate Knife Method" into actual combat bit by bit.

  "Please instruct me, Master Zhen De." Meng Qi followed the Shaolin rules and addressed Zhen De as "Master Brother", who was older than him. He stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, in accordance with the Luohan Fist starting posture requirements.

  Zhen De opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the excitement of the moment he forgot what to say, even forgetting to clasp his hands together and chant a Buddhist mantra, instead simply letting out a loud "Hai!" before directly attacking with a standard "Luohan Li Fo" move.

  Meng Qi, at the moment when Zhen De made his move, was like a person submerged in water, unable to hear any other sounds or see anything else. Based on his experience of fighting with Cheng Yong, he shifted his body half a step to the side, using one hand to deflect Zhen Des double fists and the other hand to strike fiercely at Zhen Des abdomen.

  He is not only not awkward in his first practice, but also exceptionally proactive.

  Zhen De made his move, just about to connect with the next style, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind hit him, as if Meng Qi had pounced on him.

  Faced with this fierce offensive, seeing Meng Qis face full of fighting spirit without any intention to retreat, Zhen De felt a chill in his heart for no reason, as if he had sensed a hint of terrifying killing intent from "Zhen Ding", an aura that only appeared after truly struggling between life and death.

  His body suddenly slowed down, and with a loud slap, he was hit in the abdomen by Meng Qi, feeling unbearable pain, and had to curl up his body and fall to the ground, letting out a painful **.

  Isnt that too weak? Meng Qi succeeded with one move, somewhat stunned, he had just launched an attack, but he couldnt even withstand it? Isnt that a bit too weak?

  Not only was Meng Qi astonished, but the true monks like Zhen Yong around him were also stunned, looking at Zhen De curled up on the ground, not daring to believe that Zhen De, who was usually good at practicing, would lose so quickly and so miserably.

  Zhen Miaos face sank like water as she watched this scene, quickly walking to Zhen Des front, squatting down and using her internal force to comb his small abdominal blood vessels, relieving his pain.

  It wasnt until now that Zhen Yong and the others came back to their senses, looking at Meng Qi with astonished gazes, thinking to themselves: originally it was supposed to be Zhen De giving Zhen Ding a lesson, letting him know the drawbacks of an unorthodox technique, but now it seems like the orthodox technique has lost to the unorthodox one...

  Meng Qi savored the brief exchange just now, and keenly discovered that Zhen De seemed to have hesitated for a moment under his fierce attack: "Could it be that suppressing aura is also an important part of the exchange?"

  Zhen Miao supported Zhen De in getting up and said expressionlessly: "Zhen He, you come to practice with Zhen Ding."

  "Yes, True Marvelous Brother." A sturdy youth walked out of the monk troops and stood there like a black iron tower.

  Meng Qi vaguely touched on the key to their earlier exchange, and was just waiting for someone to let him verify it. He excitedly clasped his hands together: "Please, True Harmony Shixiong, enlighten me."

  Deng Zhen and Huan Li returned the courtesy, Meng Qi took the initiative to attack, like a fierce tiger out of its den.

  Born with great strength, Zhenhe didnt expect Meng Qi to launch such a crazy attack. The planned moves were difficult to implement effectively, constantly retreating and stubbornly resisting, looking flustered.

  Haha!

  Meng Qi gained momentum and showed no mercy, exhaling loudly as he struck a fatal blow to his opponents chest.

  Facing such a fierce Meng Qi, Zhen and Hu suddenly felt their legs go weak, and their hands, which had been in a closed-door stance, were directly opened.

  Meng Qi seized the opportunity to withdraw his fist and turn around, leaning into Zhen Hes arms, and with a swift movement, he struck Zhen Hes right chest with his elbow.

  Coughing violently, Meng Qis blow was so powerful that it made True and Heis breaths clash, causing them to cough severely.

  "Alright." Meng Qi exerted force under his feet, turned around and retreated, clasped his hands together, smiled and bowed.

  This kind of exchange is really enjoyable!

  The onlookers, Zhen Yong and Zhen De, were already speechless. Normally, Zhen He was like a fierce bull to them in sparring matches, no matter how clever their counterattacks were, he would always manage to leave them reeling and unable to defend themselves. But just now, the petite Zhen Ding had beaten Zhen He into complete submission, leaving him utterly helpless.

  This is actually right! The monks looked at Meng Qijuns handsome face and didnt dare to believe what they had just seen.

  Zhen and Cuo came over, scratching his bald head: "Zhen Ding Shidi, youre so awesome!"

  Zhen Miao let out a soft hum, his face looking even more unsightly. After a long silence, he said: "It seems that Zhen Dings family background is profound, and his cultivation has made great progress. The other disciples present are probably no match for him. I, the senior brother, will come and exchange blows with you instead."

  He opened his eyes and was able to see that there were signs of internal forces assisting each other between Meng Qis movements.

  Oh!

  So it is!

  Zhen Yong and the martial monks suddenly realized that Zhen Ding, his junior fellow disciple, had already opened up his elixir field and achieved small success in cultivating his qi. No wonder Zhen De and Zhen He couldnt defeat him!

  But as a master of opening wisdom and a senior monk who teaches the Dharma, wouldnt it be too much for Zhen Ding to practice with him directly?

  "Dont worry, Ill keep my strength under control at the Small Success stage." Zhen Miaos gaze was like lightning as he stared at Meng Qi.

  Meng Qi took a light breath, knowing that the gap was huge, but his heart was still filled with fighting spirit. He didnt even dare to spar, so how could he handle actual combat?

  To be honest, he who has experienced life-and-death struggles is not afraid of defeat. Losing is nothing, as long as he can find the gap and his own weaknesses, then losing also has value.

  Moreover, its not like theres no chance of winning at all!

  "I also ask Master Zhen Miao to enlighten me." Meng Qi joined his hands together in a gesture of respect, his fighting spirit intense.

  The monks took a deep breath, how dare he practice with Zhen Miao? The gap between them is as high as a mountain! Even if Zhen Miao suppressed his strength to the small success stage of Qi accumulation, his eyesight, experience and insight are impossible to change!

  "Alright." Meng Qi didnt appear to be intimidated, and his expression eased up a lot. "You make the first move."

  Meng Qi didnt show any weakness either, his right leg landed in a bow shape, and both fists struck out like a battering ram towards Zhen Miao.

  Zhen Miao also used "Luohan Fist" to steadily hold off Meng Qis fierce attack, not losing momentum like Zhen De and Zhen He. After dodging Meng Qis double fists, he directly launched a counterattack, and the simple and unadorned Black Tiger Steals Heart accurately hit Meng Qis right chest.

  Meng Qis eyes widened and he suddenly pounced forward, allowing Zhen Miaos fist to hit him. At the same time, he gave Zhen Miao a double-fisted blow to the ears.

  With a wealth of actual combat experience, Zhen Miao suddenly sensed that something was off, but Meng Qi had already taken the initiative to pounce on him. He was unable to pull back and could only add force to his fist, attempting to repel Meng Qi.

  Puff, his right fist seemed to hit a thick layer of fabric, the force dispersing in all directions, and at this time, Meng Qis fists were almost touching his temples.

  Haha!

  He let out a loud roar, his ears turned red, his temples bulged, and he slightly tilted his head back.

  Bang!

  Meng Qis double fists brushed past his temples, right in the middle of Zhen Miaos cheeks, but there seemed to be a layer of air cushioning, dissipating more than half of the force.

  Still, Zhen Miao also retreated in disorderly steps, her cheeks flushed and her head dizzy.

  "Youve become an Iron Shirt!" exclaimed Zhen, both amazed and furious.

  Meng Qi smiled slightly: "Family tradition. Did Brother Shifu just use his strength from the Open Enlightenment period?"

  Last night, "Iron Cloth Shirt" was exposed, so he didnt need to hide it anymore and pushed everything onto his own unknown life.

  Just now, Meng Qi completely followed the strategy pointed out by Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei to fight. In the situation where his martial arts were far inferior, he relied on the fact that his opponent did not know that he would wear iron clothes and suppress his strength. He used fast moves to counter slow ones, exchanging small injuries for big ones, successfully forcing Zhen Miao into a desperate situation, having no choice but to use all his strength to protect himself.

  Zhen Miaos face changed several times with a gloomy and unpredictable expression, coldly saying: "Return to the lineup, continue practicing Luohan Fist."

  Meng Qi knew that Zhen Miao had no malice towards him, but simply couldnt bear to see his own disorganized Arhat Fist. He also knew that his own fist technique was incorrect and needed to be improved one by one. What Zhen Miao said was not wrong, but after successfully defeating Zhen Miao and seeing the latters dejected appearance, Meng Qi still couldnt suppress the joy in his heart and felt exceptionally happy.

  "Im just such a narrow-minded person!" Meng Qi secretly "evaluated" himself.

  After re-practicing his fist, Meng Qi followed Zhen De, Zhen He and others, making great efforts to correct his own boxing techniques. Seeing this scene, Zhen Miaos face eased a bit again.

  After practicing Luohan Quan and Shaolin Staff, Zhen Miao seriously commented on each one. Finally, he turned around and said: "Tomorrow, lets continue to practice together, I will still suppress my strength to the level of Xiǎo Chéng."

  "This is an extraordinary strong desire for victory... Meng Qi secretly sighed in admiration, while feeling a slight tremble within himself, his fighting spirit surging up."

  I have to practice "Shen Xing Ba Bu" tonight.

  He doesnt want to lose either!

  "Zhen Miao Shixiong has always been smooth sailing, currently practicing the 72 ultimate skills Mo Ke Zhi, naturally proud and arrogant. But today he was defeated by you, a junior who just started training, how can he swallow this?" Zhen Yong chuckled and leaned in, "Zhen Ding Shidi, didnt expect you to be so formidable! Youre hiding your true strength! In the future, Ill have to take good care of my senior brother."

  Meng Qi smiled: "I just won by a fluke, tomorrow will be difficult."

  Unless you can master "Shen Xing Ba Bu" overnight and make a comeback with an unexpected victory, but this is unlikely.

  But Meng Qi was not afraid, for the opportunity to practice with a master was not easily obtained. This was a precious treasure, and who knows, maybe next time he reincarnated into the world, he would be able to save his own life, and it all started from here!

  Meng Qi, Zhen Hui and Zhen Yong returned to Wu Seng Yuan. When they reached the entrance, they ran into Xuan Chi directly.

  Xuan Chi was followed by a dull and expressionless Muzhen monk, who muttered to himself: "This move is so tricky, how should I break it?"

  Xuan Chi didnt introduce the young monk beside him, and directly said to Meng Qi and Zhen Hui: "After dinner, come to the Martial Arts Hall, I will teach you Shaolin Heart Method."

  Meng Qi heard Xuan Xin say that "Shaolin Heart Method" is the basic internal skill of Shaolin Temple, pure and strong, because the running route is simple, compatible with most ultimate skills and magic powers, and can be directly converted to other internal skills in the future. In similar basic skills, it can rank among the top ten.

  So, Meng Qi secretly decided that in the future he would mainly use "Shaolin Heart Method", and the crude and shallow route brought by "Tie Bu Shan" would only be activated when using "Tie Bu Shan".

  After seeing Xuan Chi leave, Zhen Yong chuckled softly and said: "Did you see the senior brother next to Master Xuan Chi? Hes another master who taught me, Master Zhen Ben. Hes a martial arts fanatic, with many interesting stories..."

  After dinner, Meng Qi and Zhen Hui hurried to the Martial Arts Hall, Zhen Yong had nothing to do, so he followed them, planning to find someone to practice with.