Blind Spot
Chapter 171: Fate 4

Chapter 171: Fate 4

Three days later...

In Qinggang City, at Yu Long Villa.

Under the sunlight, in the backyard martial arts training ground.

Li Chengyi stood in a tight-fitting black workout suit, silently confronting Yu Long across from him.

The workout suit was custom-made, its structure similar to that of certain fish scales, designed to reduce friction and allow for breathability and heat dissipation.

It clung tightly to the body to prevent interference from sleeves or pant legs during combat technique practice.

After all, the main focus of Dragon Whisker Sect was assassination, emphasizing a lethal burst of attack.

Therefore, any potential interference during explosive movements had to be minimized as much as possible.

At this moment, Li Chengyi stood two meters in front of Yu Long, assuming the standard starting posture of the Dragon Whisker power combat technique.

The starting posture was simple, just bending the body forward, curving the back, hands held loosely, one in front of the other raised high to protect the face.

He looked like a fierce beast ready to pounce at any moment.

Yu Long had sparred with Li Chengyi on many occasions.

But this time...

He felt something was off.

Very off.

Just standing two meters away, he sensed an inexplicable sense of danger eroding his nerves.

Watching the meticulous Li Chengyi across from him,

He felt that this student, after being out of sight for a while, seemed to have grown taller. His muscle definition also appeared to be more balanced, without the previous trend of bulging expansion.

He had become more streamlined, robust and symmetrical.

It’s just...

Why did it feel like there was quite a big change in his temperament?

Yu Long kept a close watch on Li Chengyi, feeling goosebumps continuously forming on the skin of his face and arms.

Like facing an opened refrigerator.

"Don’t use Soft Qi, just pure technique disassembly, as a demonstration for the newcomer Xiao Jing. No problem, right?"

Bearing his doubts in mind, Yu Long still temporarily suppressed his feelings, looking at Li Chengyi and saying.

"No problem. Teacher, please make your move," Li Chengyi replied.

"Then... be careful."

Yu Long paused his step, his body’s power suddenly surged from the bottom up, pouring into his right arm.

Boom!

He stepped forward, like an arrow released from its bow, striking with a palm, aiming for Li Chengyi’s arm.

He thought his speed was already very fast, but...

Whoosh.

Li Chengyi lightly shifted his body, narrowly avoiding the palm strike.

The two seemed to have rehearsed countless times, their moves incredibly precise.

"!??"

Yu Long was stunned, but his hands didn’t stop, striking with a series of chained palm strikes, continuously erupting with Soft Qi.

When he said not to use Soft Qi, he meant Li Chengyi wasn’t allowed to.

But he could.

Otherwise, the two couldn’t spar at all.

After all, he was an elderly person, and with age, he couldn’t keep up in strength and speed without bursting forth with energy.

But now...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Three times in a row, Li Chengyi precisely avoided the palm strikes by a hair’s breadth.

For a moment, the two moved back and forth across the court without landing a single blow on each other.

Zhuang Yijing, who stood to the side, watched unblinkingly, thinking this was intentionally done for her to learn.

She too wore black tight workout clothing that outlined her fiery figure.

However, to cover the embarrassment that the tight fit brought, she had added black soft protective pads over her chest and lower body, resembling a tube top and shorts, for modesty.

"Teacher is so impressive!! Strong! Cheng Ge can’t even fight back!" she shouted loudly, unclear whether she was egging on or doing something else.

At this moment, Yu Long in the field had his own unspeakable agony.

He had burst forth many times, his physical strength rapidly declining, but just two weeks ago, he could make Li Chengyi flustered and out of sorts.

But now...

What the hell was not even being able to touch him!!?

Whoosh!

His final palm strike hit nothing.

He stepped back, calming his breath a bit, and put on the airs of a master.

"Alright, the test just now was good. Next, let’s clash head-on and show Xiao Jing the power of our Dragon Whisker Sect."

"Yes, Teacher," Li Chengyi nodded calmly, as if the intense dodging just now was completely feigned.

This terrifying level of physical endurance made Yu Long’s eyelids twitch.

The two returned to their previous distance, resuming their standoff.

After a full minute...

Yu Long pretended to assume a position, gathering momentum, but in reality, he was taking the opportunity to rest.

"Be careful!"

This time, to save his face, he decided to use a new killing move that he had not yet taught Li Chengyi.

As a traditional combat sect, the Dragon Whisker Sect naturally couldn’t have only one killing move, that is, All-Star Dragon Shadow.

As one of the assassination combat sects, All-Star Dragon Shadow was just a plain burst of Soft Qi, using concealed weapons.

Therefore, the sect had a true close combat killer move.

Yu Long inhaled slowly, mobilizing the Soft Qi, directing the strength from his entire body into his right arm.

But this time it wasn’t a simple direct burst; he used a special technique to settle and press down part of it.

Then, Soft Qi condensed again.

Like waves of force, it gathered in his right arm once more.

"Get ready!"

Yu Long roared low.

"This move... don’t brace against it head-on!"

Boom!!

In an instant, he stomped the ground, blasting a circle of dust into the air.

His right fist clenched, as if all the muscles in his arm had swelled and increased in size.

Whoosh!!

The fierce wind carried a piercing shriek.

Yu Long threw a straight punch, unleashing full power, aiming at Li Chengyi.

The force of this punch was still Yu Long’s limit of three tons.

But what was different was the area.

Soft Qi Eruption area!

Under equal force, the smaller the area, the greater the pressure!

Boom!!!

The two faced off head-on.

Fist against fist.

Li Chengyi instantly knew something was wrong.

The force was the same as before, but it felt to him like a sharp knife, piercing into his fist in an instant, easily crushing the power he had erupted with.

Pfft.

He stepped back, raising his hand and noticing his fist’s surface had reddened somewhat.

"What an impressive move!" he praised solemnly. "Teacher, what is this move called? I’ve never seen it before."

"Dragon Slay." Yu Long withdrew his hand, looking at Li Chengyi, whose fist was only slightly reddened, his eyelids twitching even more fiercely.

"Dragon Slayer Fist! This is our sect’s second ultimate move. It can briefly accumulate Soft Qi and erupt twice in conjunction. But unlike the All-Star Dragon Shadow, the Dragon Slayer Fist requires time to charge up.

So it’s suited for getting ready in advance and then approaching the target for a one-hit kill," he explained solemnly.

"This move is very strong." Since Li Chengyi had activated the Inferior Shadow Dragon Bloodline Flower Language three days ago, he could clearly feel his body changing these past few days.

His movements were lighter, his strikes were faster, and his skin seemed tougher, as if covered by an additional transparent layer of keratin.

Ordinary knives barely made him feel anything when they grazed him with a bit of force.

When Li Chengyi tried it, comparing the toughness, his skin was now about as tough as the hardwood doors at home, leaving no marks when cut with ordinary strength.

And only the force that could mark a hardwood door would leave a red trace on the back of his hand.

The Inferior Shadow Dragon Bloodline seemed to be further strengthening his body in all aspects.

But strangely, his physique didn’t change much.

"Next, once you reach the strength realm, you’ll be able to learn this move," Yu Long continued, subtly tucking his swollen right fist into his sleeve.

"Understood." Li Chengyi nodded.

"Teacher, you’re so strong, could you tell us, how should those of us who practice Combat Technique deal with armed assailants?" Zhuang Yijing approached and asked eagerly.

"It’s quite simple, it depends on the distance you can cross in an instant after you’ve erupted with power," Yu Long said with a smile. "After mastering Soft Qi, just like Xiao Yi, combine it with your basic strength, and against someone who hasn’t had a Strengthening Injection, in less than a second you can cross three meters."

"So, within three meters, if the opponent hasn’t undergone special training or had a Strengthening Injection, you’ll win."

"Beyond three meters, you’d better pray they’re not much of a marksman."

Yu Long explained in detail.

It was apparent he was pleased with Zhuang Yijing’s arrival.

Not because of her beauty, after all, his own daughter wasn’t lacking, and he had seen plenty of beautiful women from his high position in the past.

Mainly because... Zhuang Yijing’s talent was truly extraordinary!

She had passed the electrical board training in the first week and the Myriad Dragon Array in the second week.

Though she appeared to be a delicate and pretty girl, in reality, her willpower and resilience were incredibly strong, no less than Li Chengyi’s.

"Then... what if it was you and Brother Cheng?" Zhuang Yijing seemed a bit disappointed, but still continued to ask.

"Me?" Yu Long revealed a hint of pride, "When I was young, within ten meters, whoever came would die. Now, I can manage seven or eight meters. But that’s assuming the opponent isn’t a top-tier gunman, an elite Reinforced Human, or a modified human.

After all, it’s not very realistic to fight those monsters with bare hands. With the right gear, though, it’s possible."

"Amazing!!" Zhuang Yijing showed her admiration once again.

"What about Brother Cheng?" She had seen Li Chengyi fight with her sister with her own eyes.

Knowing how formidable Li Chengyi was, she became even more curious about him.

"I don’t know... I’ve never tried," Li Chengyi shook his head.

He had killed too many of Utopia’s warriors, and he had never paid much attention to firearms.

After all, he had taken down several Mecha Engineers who controlled Flying Yi, and ordinary guns couldn’t even scratch his Floral Dress. Who would care about stepping on a few clods of dirt or sand by the roadside?

"Enough of that, go practice the basics! You’ve felt the Soft Qi through the Myriad Dragon Array already. Now it’s time to train. Train hard! Make its activation instinctive!" Yu Long urged.

"Got it, teacher!" Zhuang Yijing nodded earnestly.

"Glad to hear it. Oh, Xiao Yi, my daughter will be coming back in a few days. She has a bit of a temper. If she irritates you in any way..." Yu Long warned.

"I understand, I’ll give her some leeway," Li Chengyi nodded.

"What do you mean, give leeway?! Fight, hit her hard!! Let her know that our Combat Technique is second to none! That little brat wants connections, and I didn’t allow it, now she holds a grudge against me," Yu Long said with a displeased expression.

"As long as you don’t kill her, everything else is fine!" He patted Li Chengyi’s shoulder firmly.

"You’re a genius, it’s all on you now."

"Don’t worry, teacher," Li Chengyi nodded.

A flicker of satisfaction crossed Yu Long’s eyes.

In private, he had actually recommended Li Chengyi to his eldest disciple, hoping to arrange for him to enter the military with his talent.

But Li Chengyi had passed all the other screenings except for one point.

That was the Blind Spot.

Li Chengyi was a Blind Spot Individual, and that made it impossible for him to join the military. No matter how strong or talented, it was useless. Blind Spot Individuals had no future. They died within a few years.

The country had tried hard and made attempts, but without exception, all had failed.

Yu Long then corrected some mistakes in the force application of Li Chengyi’s techniques.

As time passed, the day’s training finally came to an end in the evening.

After dinner, Li Chengyi packed his things and was about to leave with Zhuang Yijing.

The two left the villa, strolling through the neighborhood roads, heading towards the exit of the community.

They hadn’t gone far.

"You, are you the disciples of that guy Yu Long?"

Suddenly, a deep, cold male voice floated over from the road ahead.

Li Chengyi looked up.

On the pedestrian walkway ahead, there stood a burly old man who was at least two meters tall.

His beard reached down to his chest, dressed in a gray and black exercise outfit that highlighted his well-defined, muscular physique.

"Students. Not yet disciples," Li Chengyi spoke.

Indeed, up to this point, Yu Long had not officially taken him as a disciple. Their relationship had started simply because Yu Long wanted to expand the legacy of Combat Technique.

It wasn’t the traditionally close transmission between master and disciple.

"Where is that guy Yu Long? Where is he?" The old man took a step forward, getting closer to the two.