It is difficult to create your own exercises.

I want to create a technique that ignores qualifications and aptitude.

It is even more difficult.

Xu's school has no other martial arts to learn from, and no knowledgeable people to provide assistance. All he can rely on is himself and the few martial arts books he brought from the real world.

Practice.

Martial arts performance.

Practice again and perform martial arts again.

Xu Xi's life was dull and monotonous. In a courtyard with only one person, he silently punched and stood on the stake.

Only the scorching sun, the white tiles on the ground, and the big tree in the yard bear witness to his day after day and the countless drops of sweat he shed.

"Time is running out..."

I don't know how long it has been.

The figure that had been swinging his fists finally stopped and let out a long sigh.

From last winter to this summer, Yang Yuan Gong has undergone several transformations, but none of them was what Xu Xi wanted.

A technique that ignores qualifications and aptitude.

Can it really be created artificially?

Xu Xi knew that it was very difficult to deduce this kind of skill, but he was unwilling to give up and unwilling to watch so many vivid and familiar faces pass away.

…

[Warning in your heart]

[From the warrior's intuition, a reminder of the future disaster]

[The next winter demon wave will be even bigger in scale, with demons of the same level as you or even stronger appearing. It will be difficult for the people of Qingniu Town to contend with them.]

[You reduce some of the time you spend practicing boxing and spend more time on practicing the exercises]

[You are surprised that the reduced time spent practicing martial arts has not slowed down your strength growth. In fact, your blood circulation has even become slightly faster.]

[This is because your whole body and soul are pursuing your own path]

[When you practice the "Yang Yuan Gong", your belief in martial arts is stronger than ever]

[You smiled, chewed another mouthful of the bitter and astringent vegetable ball, and buried your head in reading the gradually decaying pages of the Yang Yuan Gong, thinking about where you could improve.]

…

[Long-term martial arts training and performances have become your daily life, but occasionally, you will go out for a walk]

[Or go to the Shiwan Mountains, kill demons and hone yourself, and give the excess flesh and blood to the townspeople]

[Or standing on a high place, overlooking the much quieter Qingniu Town, reminiscing about those who are no longer with us]

【Someone from the outside world has arrived】

[They are in a hurry, looking for the fugitive like last year]

[This time, the officers searched very carefully. They no longer simply asked verbal inquiries, but went into every household to check.]

[Of course, they got nothing]

[Ignoring the slightly run-down Qingniu Town, ignoring the fact that the population had been reduced by half, the officials left quickly, fearing that if they stayed here for too long, they would also be attacked by demons.]

[They rode away on their blue-scaled horses. As an innate warrior, you followed silently behind them.]

[You watched them enter several more towns and villages, and after searching in vain, they returned to the checkpoint, cursing.]

[You vaguely catch words like "disgusting" and "pig"]

[You look at the dark and heavy army guarding the pass]

[You look at the tall wall that protects against both demons and humans]

[The burning fire in my heart and the flowing blood and qi became even hotter in silence]

…

Xu Xi returned to Qingniu Town.

It was getting dark.

It was drizzling.

Raindrops hit the blackened wall, which was a mixture of human blood and demon blood. Over time, it formed a stain that was difficult to remove.

No one wants to remove it because they can't see the future tomorrow.

Gradually, the rain got heavier.

Xu Xi strolled in the pouring rain, with strong energy flowing out of his body, forming an invisible shield to block the rain, and walked all the way home.

"Perhaps we can improve our last idea."

"The quality of Yang Yuan Gong is not high, but that is precisely why it is suitable for improvement."

"Only by keeping the threshold low can we ensure that everyone can learn."

Xu Xi was thinking as he walked.

I want to officially complete the improvement of "Yang Yuan Gong" before winter comes, even though it is difficult, time-consuming and laborious.

“Crunch—”

Pushing open the heavy reddish-brown wooden door, Xu Xi entered the house.

He paused slightly.

In the empty and clean courtyard, one could see mud being washed away by the heavy rain. The mud mixed with blood was washed away bit by bit by the rain, revealing Xu Xisi's figure who was not surprised at all.

"I'm sorry, sir..."

The miserable-looking girl coughed up blood with a bitter smile: "I may not be able to pay the reward this time."

"It's okay. I'm a kind person."

Xu Xi shook his head, walked forward, and helped Wu Yingxue, who was already unable to move, up: "You can pay me back in installments later."

The girl was stunned and seemed to want to say something.

But the serious injuries caused her to fall into a coma.

"You're injured so badly, did you fight with a congenital warrior?" Xu Xi glanced at the girl's injuries, circulated his internal Qi to stop the bleeding, and carried the girl into the house.

Treat wounds, open up the flow of Qi and blood, and simply bandage.

After doing all this, Xu Xi waited for Wu Yingxue to wake up.

"I have never heard of this child in the border area before. He must have really returned to the Thirteen States of Daqian."

"Is there a special entrance and exit that is not guarded by the troops stationed at the checkpoint?"

"You can ask later."

"If we really can't hold out this winter, we can ask everyone to leave the border so that they won't die in Qingniu Town."

Xu Xi lowered his eyes and grasped the girl's dragon-patterned spear.

Get it in front of you.

Wear on the tip of the gun.

And the large and small notches on the gun body.

In addition to being interested in the ways in which girls enter and exit the border, Xu was also interested in the experiences of the girls who leave.

He was very curious about what the other party had experienced that attracted the officials to search for him again, and this time the search was more serious and careful.

"It's because the border is complicated. Otherwise, there would be no chance for this child to come back."

Tick-tock——

Tick-tock——

The heavy rain was still pouring outside.

The crackling sound of the rain is like a compact performance, quickly hitting everything.

While Xu Xi was performing the "Yang Yuan Gong" martial art, he was waiting for Wu Yingxue to wake up. This wait lasted until night.

The rain stopped and the moon darkened.

The seriously injured 17-year-old girl slowly woke up.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu..." She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. She had lost her former alertness and liveliness, and was silent.

Xu Xi was very familiar with this kind of look; he had seen it on other girls.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Xu Xi asked.

…

[You picked up the injured princess again]

[This time, her injuries were more serious and her appearance was even more miserable. Even the sturdy dragon-patterned spear had various wear and tear.]

[Guess what, the girl faced an enemy who was more powerful than her innate ability]

[You ask the awakened girl about the truth]

[She was silent for a long time, silent tears flowed down her cheeks, and she said in a hoarse, dry voice that her parents were dead]