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Chapter 342 The terrible breath(4000)

 On September 25, all forces gathered in Windsor County.

At three o'clock in the afternoon on this day, the Evil Eye Boxing Association held the opening ceremony of the Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Conference. Then there was a sumptuous dinner, followed by a song and dance performance in the form of an opera house.

In other words, the official start of the game is the 26th.

If some Miwu schools are really busy with their schedules, it doesn't matter if they miss the opening ceremony, as long as they arrive the next day.

Of course, most of the famous sects have to give Xie Eye Fist some respect and will arrive before the afternoon of the 25th. After all, they still have to check in and tidy up the club room.

As Yun Dog Quan ranks first in the East Nine Sect and is the well-deserved leader of the Eastern League, it naturally has to calculate its time.

Their train from Donghai County to Mia City, Windsor County arrived at 6:30 in the morning on the 25th. Since there were no direct trains, they had to transfer several times along the way. However, Yun Dog Fist had a strong connection, so they booked a ticket directly every time.

The entire carriage rests.

Therefore, no one felt tired during the journey.

On the contrary, because the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition is approaching, the ordinary disciples and core disciples of Yun Dog Quan are eager to try it. The elders are also a little emotional and plan to take this opportunity to get together with old friends who have not seen each other for three or four years.

.

Of course, it is also possible to find a fight with an enemy.

Therefore, it is clearly six o'clock in the morning, the most difficult time. In the fifth carriage of the special train from Kande City to Mia City, Yun Quan and his party of more than 20 people are all in high spirits.

Some people were chatting in low voices, some were eating the breakfast provided by the waiter, and some were sitting by the window looking at the city travel brochures provided at each seat. They were all neatly dressed in casual clothes, which looked nothing like ordinary clothes.

Difference. But in fact, the joints of these black and white clothes are thickened, such as the armpits, knees and crotch.

In addition, the fabric material is also very comfortable and tough. It is very suitable for exercise or stretching the body. This is the casual clothing uniformly distributed by Yunquan. In addition, there are also meditation clothing and practice clothing. Summer clothing, autumn clothing, and winter clothing

All the outfits are available.

Even suits for some important occasions are custom-made.

Different types of clothes, different seasons. The only thing that is the same is a logo printed on the left chest.

It's a vicious, vicious dog with bared teeth.

The pattern is artistically exaggerated, and the proportions of the image are intentionally uncoordinated. The vicious dog's head is huge, almost covering half of its body. Its eyes spit fire, and its fangs are jagged and ferocious.

Like a crocodile's bloody mouth.

It is impressive at first glance. In fact, this pattern has been around since the Hongli Empire. It is something similar to a family emblem. It is analogous to a beast in fantasy.

Later, it was artistically processed in modern times and used as the symbol of Yun Dog Quan. Yun Dog Quan deliberately found several painting masters to make suggestions and make modifications to achieve the desired purpose.

In the last row of the carriage, by the window, a black-haired young man sat quietly. One hand rested on the edge of the window, and a cigarette was held in the other hand. He listened to the chatter in his ears, his face expressionless. His whole temperament was very lazy.

As if he didn't care about anything. He looked at the rows of passing beacon trees outside the window, his eyes empty and covered with a light haze.

Ta-ta-ta-ta... a series of footsteps slowly approaching.

An old man with gray hair who looked to be in his fifties or sixties came over and sat down next to the lazy young man.

He glanced at the young man whose state and temperament were obviously different from usual, and sighed: "Simone, don't smoke all the time. Although the impact is not that big, it is not good after all..."

"call……"

Simone exhaled a puff of smoke, and the mist was quickly blown away by the cool breeze coming in from the window, and disappeared after a slight twist.

"Uncle Faith, tell me, when the Holy Spirit created a person, why did he give him a defective body and then endow him with amazing talents and understanding? When these two contradictions come together in one person, isn't it just to deliberately make him suffer?

All the hardships?"

He dusted off the cigarette ashes and let them fall on his clothes.

"..." Faith opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

Simone was a child he picked up, a boy with physical defects who was born with a lateral curvature of his spine and was abandoned.

With such a body, it is difficult to engage in heavy physical work, let alone practice martial arts. However, Simone has a strong talent and understanding in secret martial arts. It is almost like a photographic memory.

Sometimes he could even draw inferences from one instance. Faith followed suit and taught him a secret martial art.

From Yun Dog's basic fighting skills, to explosive secret techniques, to Cloud Dog's secret martial arts, nothing is difficult for Simone.

His talent was so high that it shocked almost all the elders of Yun Dog Fist back then, and it was natural for him to become the senior brother.

However, physical shortcomings are ultimately difficult to overcome.

Simeone has been able to endure severe pain for more than ten years to continuously train his body, and to hammer out boxing movements despite spinal deformation. The will he has honed can be said to be firm. However, when faced with the threshold of a fighter, even he

Depressed and sad.

There is a threshold that Simeone cannot cross, and he does not dare to cross it. Once he completely condenses his spirit, his body will collapse. A series of chain reactions will even paralyze Simeone.

In fact, he had crossed the threshold of a martial artist two years ago. He took a half step in, but was seriously injured. He lay weakly in the hospital bed for six months before he managed to recover.

The so-called Eastern Three Stars, Simeone doesn't even bother to line up with those two people. In fact, the strength of Moon Fist Shaq and Death Soul Sword Ugo is at most what he was four years ago. If Simeone really breaks out with all his strength,

He can defeat either of the two within ten moves. The reason why he keeps showing 70% of his strength to the outside world is because his body cannot bear it. He can occasionally explode with all his strength once or twice, but if it is too much, his health will not be good.

Simeone's current state, to be honest, is already at the critical point between a boxer and a fighter. And he has been at that point for two years. Because of the last lesson, he has never dared to take the next step. He is afraid of being careless.

It's the result of death.

It is really difficult for him to break through to the level of a fighter.

However, Simone is a warrior with a strong will and lofty ideals. Fes has known him since he was a child. He is a strong and stubborn child. As long as he chooses a path, he will stubbornly go to the end. Even if he hits the south wall, his head will be broken.

Broken blood flow.

In other words, sooner or later, Simeone will try to break through the bottleneck of a fighter again. And that time he will have a narrow escape...

Faith has always been by Simeone's side. Since that attempt two years ago, Simeone seems to have had two faces. In front of the elders and brothers of the sect, he still looks the same.

And when a person is alone, or when only Faith is around, he will show a decadent and lazy look.

The blow caused by that failure was really huge.

"Muka, wait a minute, wait a minute. You are still young now, your vitality and blood are still at their peak, and you still have time. The sect has been helping you find ways to heal your body, so this time the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament is just a way to relax.

"Fez shouted Simeone's nickname, which was a mantra he often repeated when he was a child.

"call……"

Simone took a last drag and flicked the cigarette butt directly out of the window. He turned to look at Uncle Faith, who had raised him since childhood, and smoke slowly came out of his nostrils: "Uncle Faith, you tell me, if there is a

A mysterious man suddenly appears and says he can solve all your problems. At this time, you are at the end of your rope and almost desperate. Will you believe him?"

"..."

Faith felt that there was something in Simone's words and seemed to be referring to something. So he thought for a little longer.

Just as he was thinking about it, Simone spoke again.

"After this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament ends, I should try to break through the threshold of a fighter again. Uncle Faith, please inform Shanmen to start selecting a new senior brother..."

He looked over and met Faith, who suddenly turned her head. The two looked at each other, and Faith seemed to see a blazing flame in Simone's dark pupils.

There is no decadence, no despair.

Instead, I regained my goals and made a decision.

Faith opened his mouth silently. He knew that Simeone had been a person since he was a child and would never change a decision once he made it.

So, thousands of words rotted in his stomach before he could speak. He nodded silently and stretched out a hand.

He patted Simone's head soothingly like he did when he was a child. After half an hour's drive, Faith just sat quietly in his seat without speaking. Simone did not need comfort.

In other words, quietly letting him digest the decision he just made is the greatest comfort.

Woo~~~

The long whistle sounded far away in the air.

The sound could be clearly heard throughout the station.

Looking up, a steel python shrouded in white steam roared into the train station and stopped inch by inch.

The conductor stepped down from above to maintain order. The door opened with a bang, and in the steam, passengers rushed out like sardines in a can. Some were carrying wooden suitcases or wearing travel sun hats.

After a while, in the fifth carriage, a group of Yunquan disciples dressed in neat uniforms walked down. At the end was a handsome young man. He did not look around excitedly like the other disciples, but looked up boredly and looked at the sky.

It was the sunrise at this time, and on the edge of the pale day there was a ball of red flames that crackled brilliantly between the gaps in the clouds and mist, smearing out thousands of bloody warm lights and sputtering to all directions of the clouds.

It gives people a feeling of vitality and vitality.

"The weather is quite good today..."

Simone sighed, but his muscles suddenly stiffened. There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing on his back, his hair stood up, and goosebumps stood up densely. His heart was beating hard, as if it was being tightened by a big hand.

Hold on tight.

"Ta...ta...ta..."

There seemed to be a figure walking behind Simone, and the edge of the swinging hem of his windbreaker lightly touched Simone's trouser leg.

That feeling of suffocation went away just as quickly as it came.

He shivered on the spot, and his whole body was suddenly freed from the fear of being targeted by an apex predator.

Turning his head suddenly, he suddenly saw a tall figure disappearing into the crowd. He was wearing black pants, a windbreaker, a hat, and white gloves.

Phew!!!

A blur of air flow twisted and roared out from the back of the figure, turning into a giant bloody eagle exuding a ferocious aura. Its wings almost covered the entire platform, blocking the sunlight.

The blood-red eyes are like two beams of light projected down!

This fantasy-like afterimage on the retina flashed away.

When Simone calmed down, there were still passengers around, chatting and laughing as they walked outside.

His throat was a little thirsty and he swallowed.

"Master, real master, the most powerful one I have ever seen..."

Simeone is a genius. He has physical problems, but he is particularly sensitive and intelligent mentally. This is also the reason why he has high talent and understanding. After failing to break through the level two years ago, Simeone learned a lot of secret skills out of boredom, including the ability to see the breath.

one type.

He was born with a sensitive spirit and a high degree of innate understanding. He soon studied one of the secret techniques to an extremely advanced level as an auxiliary and supplement to martial arts. Simone originally thought about whether he could one day practice this secret technique to a level comparable to

A fighter's temperament.

In this case, maybe we can try to leapfrog the battle...

Therefore, his knowledge and realm of the secret art of discerning aura is very high. As long as others do not hide it deliberately, Simone can easily detect even a trace of the realm of a fighter.

He once sensed the existence of two martial arts masters in Yunquan, so he had a simple judgment of their strength. One was the sect leader, and the other was the second elder. The elder had been in seclusion, and Simone had no chance to contact him. Later he

I have also come into contact with fighters from other sects, and I have an aura ranking in my mind.

The strongest one was a mysterious man in black robe that he suddenly met half a year ago. That man's aura was very powerful, as unfathomable as the black abyss. He came from a mysterious force.

Are trying to invite Simeone to join that organization.

Unexpectedly, today, he would inadvertently meet a stronger master. In terms of aura, he was even more powerful than the mysterious man in black robes. He carried an unspeakable tyranny and violence!

It seems that no one can block his path forward.

That is unparalleled confidence!

"Is it really the Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Tournament? Even masters of this level have appeared in Mia City. I wonder if they will meet during the exchange tournament. Experts of this level should be sitting in the VIP seats.

, when the time comes, remember to pay attention..."

Simone thought to himself, still looking a little dazed.

"By the way, I promised to meet the mysterious man when he comes to Mia City. It should be tonight. He will probably come to me. If he promises to join, the mysterious man will probably reveal some specific information about his organization.

.Can they solve all your difficulties and problems? That’s such a big statement...I don’t know how far they can achieve it..."

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