When Xing Jinglei returned to the hotel suite, he had collapsed on the carpet, his chest heaving violently, and he was panting.
"Do you know what cannon boxing is?"
"What is cannon boxing!"
"It's Cannon Fist!!!"
These words were still echoing in his ears.
He couldn't forget the scene where the strong man with a blurry face punched out a big hole in the entire sky.
This is cannon boxing!
but,
The cannon fist was not only aimed at the sky, but also at him.
In that quaint martial arts arena, under terrible pressure, he couldn't stop punching his fists time and time again.
He also withstood the punches from the man with a blurry face.
Even though it was much weaker, it was still like cannonballs, constantly bombarding him, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky and cracking the ground.
Xing Jinglei thought he was going to die. Even if it was a weakened version of the Pao Fist, he still couldn't survive one punch, let alone one punch after another, ten punches, hundreds of punches, or thousands of punches.
God knows how much he endured.
He went from being frightened at the beginning, to being surprised that he was still alive, to being unable to resist the machine, to being furious, and finally to being unable to resist and letting his body move on its own.
Time has passed for a long time.
Maybe half a month to a month.
It could be half a year or a year.
When Xing Jinglei returned to the hotel suite, except that he was still breathing, his eyes were lifeless, as if he had been severely ravaged...or maybe not.
After a full hour or two, the brightness in his eyes gradually returned.
I could barely manage to sit up, and when I looked down at myself, I realized that I was tired, but there was nothing missing in my whole body, and...
Xing Jinglei clenched his fist slightly and waved forward.
Wow——
A strong gust of wind blew out, making a whistling sound.
It seems like... he can use the artillery boxing he learned in the martial arts field before!
Of course, it was far from the level of the fuzzy-faced martial artist, but he was very sure that this was Pao Fist. Maybe one day, he could reach the point where the clouds dispersed from his fists like that martial artist!
Xing Jinglei's eyes became hot.
After a heated moment, he gradually remembered what happened before... By the way, before entering the martial arts arena, that mysterious voice sounded in his mind again.
"You are the chosen one."
That voice is coming after me?!
However, he seems to have given himself power?
Although this gift... I still shudder when I think about it now.
Xing Jinglei supported his body and changed his position. He felt that he had to be quiet.
…
Xing Jinglei started to notice something 'abnormal' in his body three years ago.
At first, I could only vaguely notice something strange and unusual.
But I just felt something was wrong and didn't see anything.
He thought he was mentally disturbed, until one time, his whole body seemed to be choked for breath. He tried his best to resist, but something seemed to be torn off.
Since then, he has been able to vaguely see some "dirty things".
My whole outlook on life has been opened up.
Xing Jinglei kept asking around and looking around, but he couldn't find anyone of the same kind as him. Those 'dirty things' that could vaguely see a light black outline were actually very few.
At that time, he deliberately searched for it, specifically digging into dark places, but sometimes he might not be able to find one for a month.
Until, starting from a few months ago, there were gradually more of these things.
Monsters that others avoid are inexplicably attractive in Xing Jinglei's eyes.
He found that killing these "dirty things" could occasionally bring about changes in himself. He became stronger and his eyes and ears became clearer.
Once, my body even underwent a major change. After experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, my whole person seemed to be reborn and became completely different.
Later, he learned about the change in his body, which was called awakening.
He also embarked on the path of an evil hunter.
After awakening, Xing Jinglei became much stronger, and the ordinary Guixie couldn't even withstand a punch from him. However, Xing Jinglei did not float away, and he became more and more careful.
The more you understand, the more you will discover the horrors underlying reality.
He used to mess around and was really reckless.
It's just good luck to survive.
As an evil hunter, his purpose is to spend money while alive.
As soon as he heard that voice yesterday, Xing Jinglei did not hesitate and immediately left hunting and returned to the town where he was resting.
I couldn't sleep all night, and the next day I thought about it again and felt unsafe, so I took a car to escape at dawn.
I am just afraid that I will be targeted by some powerful evil.
Although, he has never seen or heard of a talking evil being.
"I have already fled to Yunling Prefecture City. It is said that I am safe."
"The evil is inherently chaotic, and it won't give me power."
It's not impossible. Some cults use power as bait, but that power is poisonous.
This time was different. An unknown existence gave him extremely powerful power across a distance of time and space.
Cannon punch!
With just two words and an ordinary move, Xing Jinglei seemed to open up a new world.
This is a brand new way of operating life energy!
What wisdom is this!
Granting him power through the air, what a mighty power it is!
Would a person with such great power still covet his two hundred kilograms of flesh?
Xing Jinglei's eyes gradually became intense.
Maybe this is my own adventure!
He wiped the red wine that had spilled on the floor, tried to make his face calmer, put on a sincere expression, and then asked in his heart.
Once, twice, three times.
There was no reply like last night, but he still made up his mind and continued to inquire seriously.
What is a fire bearer.
What is needed from him.
Is there a price to be paid?
This was a question he really wanted to know.
Even if it's a chance encounter, he doesn't believe that he can get his power for free.
quite a while,
When the voice sounded again, it was unexpectedly gentle.
"Just like what you are doing now, hunting evil spirits."
"But the opposite of power is responsibility. You have to take on more responsibilities. As a fire fighter, stand at the forefront of resisting darkness and plant the light of hope."
Xing Jinglei understood.
He was once recruited by the Yunling Prefecture Investigation Bureau, but the special investigator who recruited him was too weak and couldn't even withstand three punches from him.
Even a weak person tries to recruit him, ha!
What's more, the benefits of the Bureau of Investigation are far inferior to that of being an evil hunter himself. Not only can he take on tasks, but he can also reveal materials from evil bodies, and he has gained a lot of wealth in just a few months.
Free and rich.
This is the life Xing Jinglei wants.
He just wants to be the strongest and richest evil hunter, a free hunter!
"Yes, I will serve as a fire bearer and light up the light of the eternal night. It will be like this tonight and every night!"
Xing Jinglei stood upright.
His face was so warm and sincere that he even believed it.
…
"letter?"
"Xing Jinglei is a wild awakener and an experienced evil hunter. A few words made him completely believe that it is impossible to shed blood."
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Action is enough."
"The days are long, and as a person chosen by fate, he will understand one day."
"It's not in vain that after I taught him Cannon Boxing, I continued to force-feed him training cards."
This is his Xinhuo mentor's care for newcomers.
You're welcome.
In the Yunling City Hotel, Xing Jinglei, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly shuddered again.