"Huh? Why is the hall so quiet today?"
At the entrance, Zheng Wan walked closer, baffled.
Usually, at this ti, the masters should be busting forth with intense training, right?
"Creak~" At the mont he curiously pushed open the door...
"Bang!"
A burly silhouette ca flying at him, with a dull thud, slamming heavily against the wall not far from where he stood!
It briefly stuck to the wall in an odd manner before sliding down, clutching its abdon in pain, unable to rise...
And when Zheng Wan got a good look at the person who was struck, he couldn’t help but turn pale with shock.
"Ma... Master Xiang?!"
Raising his head to gaze around, he saw the "masters," who usually could make him toothless with a single finger, now lying within the training ground in various positions, looking extrely "ferocious and terrifying" to him...
He wore a look of astonishnt.
What is happening, did they get challenged?
Glancing up again, his "grandmaster" Yan Weiwei stood at the center of the crowd, slowly retracting her high-raised leg...
Not ntioning the ntal shock this scene brought to Liang Shanbo’s senior disciple Zheng Wan, Yan Feng, having witnessed everything, was even more stunned, his eyes vacant.
"Striking like painting, releasing force like crumbling sand...
Where the mind reaches, power arises and disperses freely..."
Mumbling words found in so ancient books, Yan Feng trembled slightly.
Just now, Yan Weiwei looked like she had unlocked hidden powers.
Anyone approaching was either easily dodged within a hair’s breadth or were electrically struck away with just a slight touch; he couldn’t even comprehend how she exerted such force.
And as if showing off, she defeated the opponents in their best domains...
Dominance! Absolute dominance!
This definitely isn’t the usual "Dark Energy" force value!
If it’s not Dark Energy, could it be...
Yan Feng vaguely speculated, yet felt the idea utterly ridiculous.
Yet, for so reason, his mind couldn’t help but delve into wild thoughts, and looking at Yan Weiwei, his gaze gradually turned extrely fervent, his heartbeat accelerating...
"Phew~" Yan Weiwei exhaled a breath of turbid air, her eyes gradually regaining their normal glimr.
She looked at the stunned group of masters who had fallen to the ground, then at her own hands, her eyes too flashing with shock and disbelief.
Power Transformation, so this is the real mystery of Power Transformation...
No wonder it hasn’t been replicated for thousands of years, it turns out the "kung fu enlightennt" legend is true!
To reach this state, it evidently isn’t rely through hard practice; it resembles more of a "Unity of Heaven and Man" ntal state.
No wonder ng Lang, who’d never practiced martial arts, could effortlessly reach the pinnacle.
In the world of martial arts, nothing breaks except speed!
Let alone the wonderful feeling of ultimate bodily control...
As a Dark Energy expert, Yan Weiwei’s foundation enabled her to mobilize her entire strength better than ng Lang.
If she hadn’t consciously held back, she had a feeling...
Her last punch might actually have killed soone.
Amid excitent, her emotions were quite complex.
The legendary realm she longed for through sumr and winter training could be so easily achieved with just an injection?
Even if temporary...
Does this an, as long as ng Lang produces enough, a ti when Dark Energy becos inferior and Power Transformation everywhere isn’t far away?
Originally, she planned to let things slide, consider winning as a favor return, or giving up and going ho to inherit family business, never being a light bulb here again.
Yet the "one-ti Power Transformation experience card" he gave...
It turned out to be genuine!
"Weiwei, you..." Yan Feng opened his mouth excitedly wanting to ask sothing.
"Ahem! So... who won this gamble?" Yan Weiwei snapped back and interrupted him.
Of course, she knew what the old man wanted to ask, but she realized even if she was dumb, divulging such daunting secrets could lead ng Lang to be hunted by the entire Martial Arts world for the formula.
No wonder he insisted she keep it secret...
"Of course, you won, but..."
Yan Feng wasn’t concerned with such trivial matters now; if Yan Weiwei truly reached that level, even relinquishing his position as Family Head was no bother.
Yet, Yan Weiwei interrupted him once more.
"As long as you admit it, so why wait? Pay up!"
Yan Feng: "..."
...
Thousands of miles away.
Unaware Yan Weiwei had effortlessly resolved part of his funding issue with an injection, ng Lang was navigating a small path in the woodlands with Xiao Yu, arriving at an open space.
An all-black overcoat-clad ng Lang stood atop a small hill, checking the location against his phone, looking at the few reinforced concrete buildings hidden under dense woods in the distance.
"Yes! It’s here..."
"Uncle, where’s this? Such a remote place has buildings too?"
With a sunhat, a little backpack, dressed like for a hiking trip, Xiao Yu turned his gaze following ng Lang’s, puzzled.
"Heh heh! This place is called Silent Hill..."
"Uh..."
"Hahaha, I’m teasing you, but indeed, this is our destination, let’s go."
Following ng Lang down the hill, Xiao Yu watched the mysterious zone surrounded with barbed wires and "No Entry" signs, excitedly said.
"Uncle, is this your secret base? It looks so mysterious, are there various high-tech weapons like in the movies inside?"
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