In the next few days, the four of them went to the martial arts stage to practice their skills.
After Xia Chen's guidance, Chen Lie, Sun Li and Fang Qiu had already understood the Seven Shadow Fist. When they watched Feng Chuanxin's demonstration, their level of understanding was completely different from the past, and they had made rapid progress.
On this day, four people came to the Deacon Hall to receive the Vitality Pill.
Vitality Pill is a basic cultivation elixir that has many functions such as healing, recovery, and assisting in cultivation. Ordinary disciples can receive several pills every month, which is a valuable cultivation resource.
This was the first time for Xia Chen and the others to receive the Vitality Pill. They couldn't help but be very excited when they looked at the dark green pill that exuded the medicinal fragrance.
Suddenly, a thunderous voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, you guys, hand over all the Vitality Pills!"
The four of them were startled. When they looked up, they saw a rough-looking disciple standing in front of them. He had his arms folded, his eyes were fierce, and his face was stern. It was obvious that he was coming with bad intentions.
"Who are you? Why do you want us to hand over the vitality pill?" Xia Chen asked in a deep voice. He had never seen this rough man before, but he was obviously targeting them, because many other ordinary disciples also received vitality.
Dan, however, was not robbed.
"Stop talking nonsense, if I ask you to hand it over, hand it over quickly, otherwise your bones will be broken." The rough man said fiercely.
He raised his huge fist, shook it in front of the four people, and then slammed it against a stone bench.
Bang! The stone bench was carved from a hard stone slab, but under the impact, it immediately broke into several pieces.
The rough man said with a cruel smile: "Did you see it? If you don't hand it over, this stone bench will be your fate!"
"Cousin, you must help us teach these miscellaneous fish a lesson, especially the one named Xia Chen. It's best to destroy him, or make him kneel down and kowtow to us hundreds of times." An excited voice said
After the sound, Wu Gang walked out of the crowd, his face full of viciousness.
Yang Er and other new disciples also came out, their expressions filled with sadistic excitement.
Only then did the four of them, Xia Chen, understand that no wonder this rough man was targeting them like this. He was Wu Gang's cousin, and he came here deliberately to cause trouble.
The rough man sneered: "Don't worry, Wu Gang, this new bastard actually dares to hit you. It's really annoying. Today I will not only destroy him, but also snatch their vitality pills and give them to you, allowing you to humiliate and retaliate."
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"So it's this guy Song Qingshan? Either he doesn't show up, or he shows up just to cause trouble."
"Song Qingshan has always been arrogant. Do these new disciples dare to beat his cousin because they don't know the inside story?"
"A new disciple has only been a disciple for a dozen days, how can he compare to an old disciple who has acquired the first level of learning? It seems that he will inevitably be beaten and humiliated today."
Some ordinary disciples were watching and talking about it.
Wu Gang had Song Qingshan as his backer, and he became arrogant again. He took a few steps forward, pointed at Xia Chen's nose and shouted: "My cousin is here today, you idiot, you are just waiting to die..."
Phew! A powerful and heavy flying kick swept across with a violent wind. Before Wu Gang could finish speaking, he flew out like a cloud and mist. With a bang, he fell to the ground like a dead dog and fainted instantly.
There was silence.
Everyone's expressions, including Song Qingshan's, froze instantly. Their eyes widened as they looked at Xia Chen who slowly retracted his feet.
This new disciple was so fierce that he beat people without even saying hello. Poor Wu Gang had done it three times in a row. He was beaten to the ground by Xia Chen before he even shook off his imposing manner.
"Song Qingshan, not only did I beat your cousin, but I also beat him again in front of you. What can you do?" Xia Chen said coldly.
"Bastard! I'll fucking kill you!" Song Qingshan's face turned pale. He raised his fist and hit Xia Chen on the head with fierce wind. He used all his strength in one blow.
A cold light flashed in Xia Chen's eyes, and he also raised his fist and swung it upward. The true energy hissed on his fist and turned into countless tiny cyclones.
After more than ten days of training, Xia Chen's cultivation has improved greatly, and his heart is full of fighting spirit. He is about to fight with others, and Song Qingshan comes at the right time.
Bang! Two fists collided together without any fancy.
Xia Chen's body was shaken, but then he was fine.
Song Qingshan staggered, taking five or six steps back in succession. His face suddenly turned red, his arms dropped, and although his fists were still clenched, they were trembling.
Everyone's eyes widened instantly, and they couldn't believe that Xia Chen could knock back Song Qingshan with one punch.
Yang Er and others' eyes were straightened, their faces were shocked, and they almost cried out.
Sun Li, Chen Lie, and Fang Qiu looked at each other, surprised and happy.
Song Qingshan's cultivation level was obviously better than that of Zhuo Bufan when he first started. At that time, Xia Chen was not Zhuo Bufan's opponent. Unexpectedly, more than ten days later, Xia Chen would be so strong.
Maybe in two months, Xia Chen can surprise everyone... All three of them thought.
Xia Chen was also a little surprised. Although he was not afraid of Song Qingshan, since the opponent was an old disciple of the acquired first level, he naturally did not dare to rely on him. He did not expect that Song Qingshan would be so vulnerable with a full blow, and his confidence suddenly doubled.
"Bastard, you made me angry." Song Qingshan's face quickly turned from flushed to livid, and he roared, "I won't be a human until I smash you into powder today!"
He took a deep breath, and the acquired Qi suddenly burst into bloom. His whole body was shaken, and countless dust particles were scattered.
But before he could take action, his expression changed.
The fiery wind blew towards his face, and Xia Chen rushed in front of him like a dazzling meteor, jumped up in the air, and brought up the extremely powerful wind with his right leg, sweeping hard towards his temple.
"What if I make you angry?" Xia Chen's cold voice sounded in the strong wind.
"Bastard, how dare you!" Song Qingshan roared angrily. He didn't expect Xia Chen to be so fast. It was too late to hide, so he had to wave his arms and hit Xia Chen's right leg fiercely.
Bang! The fists and feet collided, and there was a loud sound. Although Song Qingshan blocked the attack, he was unable to offset the ferocious power and staggered back again, further than before.
Xia Chen fell to the ground, without any pause, the Seven Shadow Fist was launched like a storm, attacking Song Qingshan crazily.
The Seven Shadow Fist was originally just the most common technique, but in Xia Chen's hands, it became extremely fierce, like an ordinary beast that was harmless to humans and animals, suddenly showing its ferocious teeth.
"Bastard..." Song Qingshan roared repeatedly and tried his best to resist, but was defeated step by step under Xia Chen's powerful offensive.
Xia Chen has reached the peak of acquired first-level cultivation, and is stronger than him in terms of strength and skills.
"Everyone, come together. We and Brother Song will besiege him. There are many of us, and this bastard will definitely not be able to withstand it." Suddenly, Yang Er shouted loudly, leading all the new disciples to charge forward fiercely.
"You guys are shameless!" Chen Lie and the others were extremely angry and wanted to step forward to stop them.
Buzz! A sound like the vibrating strings of a piano suddenly sounded. There was a crash, like waves rolling, and a clear shadow of a fist suddenly appeared out of thin air around Xia Chen's fist.
"Oh my god, the shadow of the Seven Shadow Fist! Am I dazzled? How is this possible?"
"Didn't Senior Brother Feng say that only those who have acquired the third level of cultivation can make a boxing shadow? Has Xia Chen cultivated to the third level of the acquired world?"
"It's incredible, it's unbelievable."
"The shadow of a fist can kill Song Qingshan instantly!"
Just like pouring ice water into a boiling oil pan, the onlookers boiled instantly, and everyone was shocked.
As soon as Yang Er and others rushed up, they were touched by overlapping fists, and they all screamed and flew out, with their noses and faces swollen.
The shadow of the fist is like the waves of the angry sea, rushing towards Song Qingshan.
Song Qingshan was so shocked that he even forgot to evade.
He had long heard Wu Gang say that Xia Chen was just a new disciple with mediocre qualifications. Even though he was a first-level student, he was surprised, but he thought this was the limit. He never dreamed that Xia Chen could actually perform a boxing shadow.
Is this Xia Chen really a new disciple with mediocre qualifications? Why doesn't he look like him?
He could no longer see Xia Chen clearly. What came towards him was just the shadow of a heavy fist. He barely managed to block it for a few times before being hit hard by countless fists. He immediately screamed and flew away, and he was slapped in a panic.
On the ground.
"Song Qingshan, is this all you have? You are vulnerable." Xia Chen said sarcastically.
Yang Er and others got up from the ground and went up to help Song Qingshan up.
Song Qingshan's face was pale, and a line of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His eyes flashed with crazy hatred, but he did not pounce on him again, knowing that he was no match. He gritted his teeth and said: "I've written this down, let's go!
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As an old disciple, he and a dozen people besieged a new disciple, and ended up being beaten miserably in public. Song Qingshan lost all his face. From then on, he could no longer hold his head high in the sect.
"Come when you want, leave when you want? How can it be so cheap?" Xia Chen shouted.
"What do you want?" Although Song Qingshan was not angry, his tone softened. He was not as strong as others, and if he continued to be tough, he was just asking for trouble.
"Since you lost, you have to pay the price and hand over all your vitality pills." Xia Chen sneered.
"You!" Yang Er and others' faces were ashen. It was also the first time for them to receive the Vitality Pill. They didn't even warm it up when they put it in their hands. How could they be willing to hand it over?
"What? You are not convinced? If you don't hand over the Vitality Pill, this guy will be your fate." Xia Chen put his hands on his hips, pointed at Song Qingshan and sneered.
Song Qingshan's face looked as ugly as possible. He had been a disciple for a long time, and this was the first time he was robbed by a new disciple, and in front of everyone. This was really a great humiliation.
But now the situation is stronger than others. In desperation, Song Qingshan had to give all the vitality pills in his body to Xia Chen, otherwise Xia Chen would not let him go.
The hearts of Yang Er and other new disciples were bleeding, and they were filled with tears as they watched the precious Vitality Pill they received for the first time being taken away so easily.
There were nearly a hundred vitality pills that were stolen, and Xia Chen and the four of them shared them equally with smiles. What was even more ruthless was that Fang Qiu didn't even let Wu Gang pass out. He went up to loot them, and then kicked Wu Gang hard.
Feet, everyone was stunned when they saw it.
Song Qingshan and others left angrily, while Xia Chen watched with cold eyes. Naturally, he knew that Song Qingshan would never give in and would definitely take revenge. However, there was no way to avoid future troubles in the sect, so he could only secretly increase his vigilance.
In short, we still need to improve our cultivation as soon as possible. In the face of real power, no conspiracy or trick is of any use.