If last week's training focused on physical torment, then this week marks the beginning of the true development of a flesh-and-blood, spearhead team. Team victory and individual sacrifice—does this have to be the case? Can't team victory guarantee individual safety? Many have pondered this question countless times, and that's why the word "comrade" is so crucial.
It was a rare evening without training, so Wu Jie arranged for everyone to move around freely. However, almost all the members changed their usual casual demeanor and diligently gathered in the hall to find their own venues and opponents for training.
Xiao Yi and Fan Zun stood aside and couldn't help but sigh that this woman's tactics were really powerful. She bribed both her body and soul.
Last time, everyone also witnessed the importance of personal strength in addition to teamwork. Just like Xiao Yi, when everyone thought it was impossible, he killed a giant mutant rat with one blow, separating its head and body, and turning all the jealous and unwilling voices into admiration.
This is the so-called influencer effect. When someone who's beyond your reach suddenly becomes wealthy or achieves remarkable success, people often offer their blessings or humbly seek advice. However, when a friend or relative achieves wealth and fame, those around them are more likely to react with envy, ridicule, mockery, resentment, and even contempt. But when this friend or relative reaches heights and wealth beyond your reach, you become in awe and respect them.
The strong are respected. This is not a social rule, but an important gene that has remained in our bodies through tens of thousands of years of biological evolution.
Even late into the night, many people still lingered, many even beginning to study ancient martial arts and formations. Among them were two who had previously learned very little about these techniques—one possessing wind abilities, the other earth-based. They copied the techniques and managed to recreate a roughly 30% complete Hurricane Earth Formation. The hurricane swept through the earth, creating swirling vortexes of sand. The earth-based abilities constantly altered the terrain's heights and topography. It's hard to say how lethal it was. Even if someone was trapped inside for days and nights, they could still starve to death.
Xiao Yi touched his protesting stomach and decided not to continue sparring with Fan Zun. Fan Zun tried his best. His current mental power was at level one. Ordinary people had almost no ability to fight back. He could also trap the opponent for a while. But he couldn't do anything to people like Xiao Yi and Wu Jie. Wu Jie, as everyone knows, had a mental power of level two. So why was Xiao Yi?
Xiao Yi's explanation was that his power-type ability was too high, so he couldn't be controlled. Fan Zun then pestered him and said, "As long as I can control you, my mental power can be considered to be perfect." Xiao Yi smiled and didn't comment.
However, in response to his stomach's protest, Xiao Yi had no choice but to leave this so-called "good brother" behind and go back to have a midnight snack and rest.
Returning to his room and locking the door, Xiao Yi retrieved a wooden tub from the space and filled it with 40-degree hot water. He immersed himself completely in the water, feeling every ounce of warmth washing frantically over his skin. Xiao Yi seemed to remember if he had a lot of strange books. That's right. Xiao Yi quickly called out to Lili and Xiao Yuri, who were sleeping in the space. He recalled emptying the library from time to time, and there was even a secret room for books.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yi no longer had the heart to continue taking a bath. He wiped the water and the bathtub clean and put them back into the space. He began to search for the whereabouts of the books in the space. Sure enough, he found many strange books in the "Knowledge Classification". When he saw these books, they were all covered with sealed glass covers to prevent damage. But there was a copy next to the glass cover, and Xiao Yi saw that it was the same. Sure enough, he found relevant records. The first one was about the Five Elements, Heaven and Earth, Eight Diagrams, and Qimen Dunjia.
The above description of Qi Men Dun Jia is very clear, including the deployment of troops and formations, and so on. The biggest difference is that one combines human and natural forces. But now, instead of relying on natural forces, everyone becomes the source of their own strength. This greatly increases subjective initiative.
Xiao Yi's stomach growled, so he reluctantly put down the book and quickly ate two cheese breads. This was considered a midnight snack, and he began to concentrate on reading. "The Eight Trigrams of Qi Men Dun Jia", "The Sixty-Four Trigrams of Fuxi", "The Heavenly Gang and Earthly Formation". ...
In addition, Xiao Yi also found a lot of ancient martial arts books. One of the books had the word "burning fire" written in a word that Xiao Yi didn't quite understand. After opening it, the content inside was so dazzling that Xiao Yi's eyes were blinded.
It is said inside: The Qi will circulate three times and burst out from the middle finger, instantly becoming hot, burning, and will not go out for a long time.
This is not suitable for the use of fire. Xiao Yi also found other types of ancient martial arts related to supernatural powers. However, there are no strength, speed and spiritual powers.
Before going to sleep, Xiao Yi was still thinking, maybe these things in history have never disappeared, but just hidden another identity to live. Just like the Supernatural Research Institute, hasn't it always existed, the only question is whether it is open to the public.
At the same time, a large group of people dressed modestly and wearing reading glasses were searching among thousands of books.
An old man with somewhat graying hair rubbed his few remaining hairs in frustration: "I clearly remembered to bring them all. How come they are gone?"
A woman in her 60s with dark circles under her eyes followed behind and sighed, "Are you sure these books have been moved in?"
The old man seemed lost in his memories, and I wondered if he was sure. But the large number of ancient books he had collected before should have been moved here. . . . . . . .
Xiao Yi didn't know yet that at this moment, many old scholars had been searching day and night for many days in order to find relevant books.
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