In fact, although Xu Xianxian and Liu Wentao are in the same class, there are also high and low levels among the sixth-level martial artists, and there is a lot of gap between them.
Xu Xianxian is even more different from ordinary martial artists. Her martial arts practice is not based on any foundation or time. She relies entirely on the deduction of the rabbit hairpin.
For a normal martial artist, the probability of practicing from the entry level to the seventh level of perfection is less than one in a hundred thousand.
The time, energy and money spent in this process are immeasurable, and one has to fight on the line between life and death to have the opportunity to enter this extremely powerful realm.
The great perfection of martial arts practiced in this way is not perfection in the true sense. The human body is not a machine or a computer program. The practice of martial arts cannot be calculated and run according to a perfect model.
There will be flaws, there will be loopholes, there will be shortcomings, there will be flaws, these are all inevitable things in human practice.
But Xu Xianxian is different. Her martial arts practice is based on the power of resentment. It does not require any talent or effort at all. It is purely based on cheating hairpins.
But precisely because of this shortcut, Xu Xianxian's martial arts are flawless and are completely the most perfect model, whether it is boxing, the condensation of Dan Qi, or the fusion of her own essence, energy and spirit.
For her, it was just a thought, and then the shuttle punch was performed.
Simple and crude.
"Just the ninth level might not be enough." Xu Xianxian's red eyes were unusually strange, as if two points of brilliance were flickering. She bit her lower lip, drank the coffee in her hand, and glanced at the quiet bedroom. "That woman in the sports car should also be a sixth-level martial artist, but she died tragically in a short time."
She wasn't sure if it was a real body, but now that she was trapped, she had to assume the worst.
"Since even high-level martial artists can be easily killed, it means..."
Xu Xianxian frowned at this time, as if she was thinking of some key issues, but a voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
Click.
Although the sound was very subtle, it was unusually loud in this quiet room. Xu Xianxian punched the bedroom door without any hesitation.
Before the fist arrived, a black, fishy wind swept out.
The rabbit pattern inside her belly is the fusion of her essence, energy and spirit, which represents her martial arts will.
That's killing.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the solid wooden bedroom door was smashed into powder. As the powder flew, two crossbow arrows coated with purple powder shot towards them rapidly.
Xu Xianxian's expression remained unchanged, still cold. She just stretched out her little hand and grabbed, and then two crossbow arrows fell into her hands. She bent them hard and broke them into two halves.
She was about to find the source of the crossbow arrows, but she heard the other party speak first.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
A somewhat deep male voice sounded from the left side of the door.
It was very poor English, a little stuttering, and even had some grammatical errors.
Xu Xianxian was also a foreigner, so she was naturally stunned for a long time before she could barely make out what he said. Then she said, "Of course I am a human."
Since the other party asked such a question, it means that this man is trapped in this strange and haunted house just like himself.
Hearing the babyish voice, the ragged Hui Ge came out from the shadows in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Looking at the little girl with twin ponytails standing at the door, he was surprised and said, "You...you are the minor who drove the SUV!?"
"Have you seen me?"
Xu Xianxian frowned and looked at Huige beside her.
She must have never seen this foreign man before.
"It should have been a week ago. I saw you at the intersection. You drove an SUV and ran a red light, causing me to be stuck in traffic for over an hour."
Huige still remembers the incident vividly. Even in this situation, he is still upset about Xu Xianxian running a red light.
“Well, what did you say…!?”
When Xu Xianxian heard this, she was stunned at first, then she looked at the other person with wide eyes.
Huige was a little puzzled, but he still repeated it: "I said you ran a red light..."
Xu Xianxian shook her head repeatedly: "No, the previous sentence."
Huige hesitated and asked in a low voice, "Um...crossroads?"
Xu Xianxian glared at the other person: "No, say another sentence."
"A week ago...?"
"How could it be a week ago? Didn't it happen yesterday afternoon?"
When Xu Xianxian heard Huige's words again, an inexplicable gleam immediately flashed in her eyes.
In English, 'week' and 'yesterday' are two completely different words, and it is impossible to say them incorrectly.
"Yesterday?" Hui Ge immediately started shaking his head when he heard Xu Xianxian's words. "I've been trapped here for a week. This can't be wrong. I brought a watch with me, and I write down every 24 hours."
"But I also brought my phone. Let me show you the date and time."
Xu Xianxian smiled coldly, then handed the phone directly to the other party.
She was not afraid of the other party's attack. The attack just now was just a test of his bottom line. If the other party did not have any other cards, she could kill him with two or three punches.
After the shuttle fist reaches the ninth level, there should be no enemy that can match it in the field of martial arts.
Hui Ge took Xu Xianxian's phone and glanced at the time and date. His face immediately darkened and he said in disbelief, "How is it possible...?! My phone completely died a few days ago!"
His first reaction was that the girl was playing a trick on him, but when he saw the girl's expression, it didn't seem like she was faking it.
"There are only two possibilities now." Xu Xianxian frowned. Seeing living people meant that this was not a place where death was inevitable, and there was still a way to survive. "Either our time flows at a different speed, or our perception has been disrupted."
"It seems like the first option now, but that's absolutely impossible. A place that can distort time and space isn't accessible to mere martial artists. It's long been studied by those who use the Force and governments around the world." Before Hui Ge could respond, Xu Xianxian decisively concluded, "Then the only option left is the second one: our perception has been interfered with."
She didn't believe that this place could distort time. If it really had that effect, it would not be her turn to come in.
"You mean..." Huige's expression was a little nervous. After thinking carefully for a moment, he reluctantly agreed with the other party's speculation: "Someone distorted our perception?"
"That's the only explanation." Xu Xianxian nodded and glanced at the surrounding walls. "And there's definitely a high concentration of hallucinogens in this air. You're using your Dan Qi to stimulate your brain."
After becoming a sixth-level martial artist, one's spirit, energy, and soul merged into one, and their perception became several times sharper than before. The moment Xu Xianxian stepped out of the bedroom door, she naturally noticed the medicinal mist in the air and the hypnotic power that was constantly encroaching on her.
Huige was about to do as he was told, but he saw the soft little fist in front of him suddenly begin to grow larger.
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