The secret of the Imperial Fist Temple allows you to freely control every part of your body, which is one of them.
But this is only about the development of the body. The different martial arts mastered by the four ghosts of Rakshasa, such as Chinese martial arts and Aikido, are about the control of skills.
But if you want to learn these, resources, talent, and perseverance are indispensable.
Each session of the Rakshasa Four Ghosts invests a lot of money, and even ordinary training in the Imperial Fist Temple is extremely expensive.
Otherwise, the empire would not spend a large amount of money to allocate money to the Imperial Fist Temple every year.
But this is a systematic way of cultivation, and those with talent don’t need to go to such trouble.
You see, Esdeath is from a tribe in the north of the empire. He can become the strongest in the empire just by relying on his strong talent. The training of hunting troops is not that troublesome.
Just training in physical skills can make you strong enough.
It seems that firm belief is also an important condition for the growth of strength.
Heaton will go through such an exercise process.
During training, we continue to strengthen our belief in becoming stronger, and train day after day to hone our bodies and this belief.
...
Three years later.
Putola.
The yellow sand filled the sky, forcing the hunting team on horseback to cover their faces with face towels.
The vast desert, the boundless sand sea, and if there were not huge desert rocks, it would be a difficult problem to identify the direction.
The wind was very strong, bringing up layer after layer of sand waves, as if a ruthless hand was peeling away layer after layer of the desert.
The only thirteen people left in the hunting team could only do their best to lie on their horses and reduce the intrusion of the wind and sand as much as possible.
"Why is there such a strong wind suddenly?"
Guy wanted to pull down God's face and kick him hard.
"What did you say?"
The leader Nahasiu seemed to hear the shouting and reluctantly turned his head to look at Guy next to him.
"Hurry up, Putola is ahead of you, hide for a while!"
"Okay, speed up."
Nahasiu understood Guy's gesture pointing to the city not far away, and waved his riding crop, hoping to escape from this horrible weather as quickly as possible.
Looking at the mountain is like running to death, and the same is true in the desert.
Anyway, when the hunting team arrived at Putola, the wind had calmed down a lot.
Putola, an independent city on the border of the empire.
The guards at the city gate looked at the embarrassed group and couldn't understand what was happening.
After all, he had just come out of the house, and because of this strange wind, the originally noisy Putola was temporarily quiet.
The guards, traders, and residents all found a place to hide from the wind and sand.
"Go in, you guys are so good at memorizing ideas, the wind has stopped."
The leading guard rubbed the gold coins he had just received and smiled happily with yellow teeth.
In fact, even if no money is given, the guards would not dare to provoke the other party.
All the people in the group were armed with knives and guns, and the horses they were riding on looked like they were not the low-quality horses sold by foreign nations. They had tall and straight figures and gorgeous costumes from the empire. Even if he had ten courages, he would not dare to stop them.
The reason why Putola can stand between foreign nations and the imperial capital, and exist in the world as an independent city, is not based on strong strength, but on the wink!
No matter horse thieves, refugees, traders, or assassins, you can enter as you please.
I open my city, and you can kill, loot, and loot as you please, as long as you don't burn my city down, that's fine.
The governor of Putola can live a very good life relying on business taxes.
Because this is the only place in the entire desert where you can stay. Of course, if you like the horse bandit's sand village, I have nothing to say.
Nahasiu led the horse and walked at the front, looking at the vendors and pedestrians who came out to set up stalls again on the roadside.
"Where to go next, Captain?" Pony asked as he pulled the horse and squeezed Guy away.
"Have a day off. Someone will come to assist with the mission tomorrow. Let's meet up first."
Nahasiu knew the arrangement of the plan very well.
Since Gozci delegated power three years ago, the hunting team has completed hundreds of tasks, large and small.
Whether they were rebels, spies, or wealthy and ruthless businessmen, they had all been targeted and killed, and as a result, the hunting team also paid the price with the lives of seven people.
Regardless of the current situation of the imperial capital, the occurrence of this mission is not a coincidence.
Cai Jiu, who had returned from the northern border a long time ago, followed General Esdeath to the western border and suddenly mentioned that there was a huge treasure in Putola.
The situation in the empire is not optimistic either. The current ministers and internal affairs officials are struggling to maintain the thousand-year-old edifice of the empire, but the rebellion is getting worse.
Due to the recovery of tax revenue, the empire's finances instead experienced a fiscal deficit.
The treasure appeared at just the right time.
Esdeath is still in the imperial capital for the time being, although he will soon be transferred to the western border.
But there is no need to over-qualify the hunting team if it can be dispatched.
This is also the first time in three years that the hunting team has gone on a mission to the border.
Nahasiu led everyone to find a larger hotel, and sat in the lobby divided into two tables, ready to take a look at Putola's special food.
"Sir, if you want to say something special, it must be the scorpion roasted on a stone slab. It tastes very delicious." The clerk was wearing a turban and wore loose and exaggerated clothes. He looked at Nahashu, a foreigner, and strongly recommended it, not for anything else but just because of this.
The dish is the most expensive.
"Two portions!" Guy said, not knowing how expensive firewood and rice are.
"Bang!" Cornelia punched him on the head and turned to ask the clerk, "How much does it cost?"
"This...is not expensive, just two gold coins."
"What!"×13
"You are robbing!" Guy shouted.
"Sir, it's not easy in the desert. There are other dishes, take a look."
"Sister, the meat in the desert is so expensive." Heitong took out a bag of biscuits from his pocket, looked at the menu the clerk handed over again, and swallowed.
"It's okay, Heitong..." Chitong originally wanted to say that it wouldn't cost us any money, but after thinking about it, it felt inappropriate. The captain is still here.
Of course, Nahasiu couldn't be fooled by the store and chose the cheaper ones on the menu. Although the food and accommodation were reimbursed for the mission, the empire was not easy now, otherwise everyone would not be sent to find any treasures.
"Ding Dong~"
The welcome bell in front of the hotel door rang, and the sunlight from outside suddenly flooded into the room, but it was blocked again in an instant.
"Ah! That's it, isn't it?"
A girl's voice sounded.
"Hey, Zhu Tian, don't block the door, we have to go in."
The two-meter-tall strong man who hugged his arms as soon as he entered the door smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and got out of the way.
A girl with dark skin and long yellow hair jumped out.
"Hey, Nahasiu, long time no see."
The lively girl has a loud voice and instantly attracts everyone's attention.
"Well~ this way."
Nahasiu waved and greeted the girl, acting like an old friend.
Boni, who was sitting next to Nahasiu, changed his face slightly and looked at Nahasiu in surprise.