Chapter 6: Solo Duel

  His bulging muscles, along with a large pile of golden chest hair, made the White Devil look very intimidating. Although he was dragging his crippled leg, no new recruit dared to look down on him. Unfortunately, everything has a first time, and today he finally met his match, this guy being Ding Xuan Cheng.

  Taking a deep breath, although he had confidence in himself, Ding Xuan Cheng still didn't dare to be careless when facing the White Devil. He chose to defend first, after all, he had never seen the White Devil make a move. Ding Xuan Cheng was not stupid; as an excellent student of Shang Yang University, his IQ was very high. Inheriting the Chinese character, he knew the benefits of being low-key, so defending at this time was the best strategy.

  Hū...... The White Devil's movements were so fast that they caught Ding Xuan off guard. With just one crippled leg, he could move this quickly; if both legs were fine, his speed would definitely be even more astonishing.

  Concentrating his attention, Ding Xuan Cheng placed his gaze on the opponent's shoulder. He wanted to predict which hand the opponent would use first to attack. The shoulder is the starting point of the arm movement, and as long as he looked at this spot, he could tell which hand White Devil Ghost would use to throw a punch, when he would throw it, and seize the initiative.

  A fist like a sand pot swung over.

  Ding Xuan Cheng made a judgment in the first time, dodged to one side, took a horse step, and inserted horizontally into the opponent's open and closed fist method. His right hand accurately grasped the wrist of Bai Mo Gui.

  "Capture...hand..." The White Devil was taken aback, clearly not expecting this kid to have another trick up his sleeve.

  Ding Xuan Cheng didn't say a word, revealing a hint of a triumphant smile, as he grasped the wrist of Bai Mo Gui and twisted it in the opposite direction.

  The white demon's momentum didn't change, and with another hand, he grabbed Ding Xuan Cheng's wrist, turning his body in a swift motion, undoing the buckle.

  "Counter-restraint?" Ding Xuan Cheng was shocked, he didn't expect Bai Mogui to actually break through the counter-restraint of the restraint technique.

  With one wrong step, Ding Xuan Cheng shifted his body sideways, slightly changing the direction of both parties' force. Taking advantage of the momentum, he pushed forward and slipped into the embrace of the tall and powerful White Devil like a loach.

  "Hmph..." The White Devil let out a cold snort, dodged to the side, and didn't give Ding Xuan Cheng any chance to get close. At the same time, he exerted force with his palm, causing Ding Xuan Cheng to feel a sudden pain, and the strength of his grip on the White Devil's wrist loosened slightly.

  Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bai Mogui flipped over and put Ding Xuan's hand between his own legs, twisting it.

  His bones were almost breaking, and Ding Xuan could clearly hear the creaking sound coming from his arm bones.

  With a spin, Ding Xuan Cheng first released the buckle, but did not expect that Bai Mo Gui's speed was even faster. When Ding Xuan Cheng spun halfway around, Bai Mo Gui's palm had already reached his back, stopping Ding Xuan Cheng's next move. At the same time, with a surge of energy in his hand, he pulled on Ding Xuan Cheng's wrist and dragged him forward.

  Bang... Ding Xuan Cheng couldn't withstand the force and did a dog-eat-shit move.

  With a struggle, Ding Xuan Cheng rolled on the ground, using his body's rotation to unlock himself again, changing the direction of his wrist that was twisted by the opponent.

  Ding Xuan Cheng was quick, but Bai Mo Gui was even quicker. As Ding Xuan Cheng rolled on the ground, Bai Mo Gui's foot had already imprinted itself on Ding Xuan Cheng's chest. With a flip of his body, and using the force from his legs, he kicked Ding Xuan Cheng flying out.

  Huu... Ding Xuan Cheng heard the sound of the wind in his ear and then fell to the ground with a thud.

  "Judo..." Ting Xuan Cheng got up and gave a discontented glance at White Devil.

  "And this..." The White Devil didn't give Ding Xuan Chen a chance to catch his breath, as soon as he stood up, the White Devil kicked him with a whip-like leg.

  The White Devil thought he had a sure hit, but didn't expect that as soon as he started spinning with his whip kick, Ding Xuan Cheng rushed up, swift and sudden. The whip kick was only halfway through its motion when Ding Xuan Cheng arrived in front of the White Devil and violently knocked him back with his shoulder.

  Bang... The white devil heavily fell to the ground.

  "One on one." Ding Xuan's face revealed a hint of a triumphant smile.

  The White Devil's reaction was somewhat unexpected, and he didn't get angry at being hit by Ding Xuan, but instead had an excited glint in his eyes.

  Like a fierce tiger, the white devil who had just fallen to the ground rushed over and grabbed Ding Xuan's shoulders with his hands like iron pincers.

  Just after knocking down his opponent, Ding Xuan Cheng relaxed a bit and was suddenly grabbed by the White Devil's shoulders.

  "Whirlwind Frenzied Battle..."

  After the White Devil let out a loud roar, Ding Xuan felt an enormous surge of power on his shoulders, and then his body was involuntarily spun around by the White Devil and thrown into mid-air.

  The White Devil launched a sneak attack, bursting into the air like a lightning-fast knee strike, shooting towards Ding Xuan Cheng.

  In mid-air, after catching his breath, Ding Xuan knew he was in a precarious situation. The White Devil's knee strike was aimed at his spine, and if it hit, his vertebrae would undoubtedly be broken.

  With a sudden burst of energy, Ding Xuan Cheng's body hesitated for an instant in mid-air, buying himself a split second of time, allowing Bai Mo Gui's knee strike to arrive first.

  Ding Xuan's palm stuck to his own back before Bai Mogui's knee strike.

  Taking advantage of the force, Ding Xuan Cheng suddenly flipped over and avoided the knee strike.

  The White Devil has also fallen, and is somewhat shocked. He didn't think that his supposedly foolproof move would be broken by this little kid.

  "Look at me." Ding Xuan's fire had grown bigger, just now the White Devil was completely trying to abandon him. At this time, he couldn't have any more hidden tricks and would use all his strength to fight back.

  Take a deep breath, in the chest cavity, the air is born from the heart and then poured into the arm.

  Taking down the opponent before he can even get a footing, this was the plan that Ting Xuan had set in motion just as they were about to clash in mid-air.

  As expected, Bai Mogui was a bit overconfident. When he landed, the moment he lost his footing and was caught off guard, Ding Xuan Cheng seized the opportunity to land this fatal punch.

  "Seeking death......" The White Devil lost the initiative, but he didn't think he had lost. For him, his tempered body was enough to withstand this punch.

  Both arms crossed in front of his chest, forming a cross shape.

  A loud crash... The huge sound drew everyone's attention around them to the conflict between the two.

  A massive force, like a shockwave, sent the White Devil's body flying backward, and a pair of giant military boots left two deep marks on the ground.

  "Qigong..."

  Bai Mo Gui was thoroughly shocked this time, both arms paralyzed and unable to move, but this still can't compare to the shock in his heart. What else is this kid capable of?

  A life-and-death nemesis of the White Devil's horizontal exercise is this kind of qigong-like extraordinary skill, especially hard qigong. That magical kung fu can explode the human body's great potential in an instant.

  "Two versus one." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ding Xuan's mouth.

  As soon as Ding Xuan's words came out, everyone's eyes fell on the face of the White Devil.

  Nor did I know what expression the white devil had, it seemed to be smiling, yet seemingly somewhat regretful, and more like a person who relaxed a lot, in short very complicated.

  "You win." After saying this, the White Devil didn't continue today's training. Ding Xuan was confused and didn't know if today's training had ended or not. The White Devil left without looking back, leaving Ding Xuan stunned.

  Ding Xuan Cheng suddenly had a few points of respect for Bai Mo Gui. Unlike Old Jack, that rascal, if he lost to Ding Xuan Cheng, he would think of ways to use tricks to win back.

  Finally, a day of exhausting training came to an end. Ding Xuan Cheng washed up and lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.

  Knock knock...

  The door was knocked on by someone.

  "Who?" asked Ding Xuan Cheng.

  "It's me." The voice of the White Devil came from outside the door.

  Ding Xuan Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then got out of bed. This cripple wouldn't be here to seek revenge, would he?

  "Can you come in?" The White Devil's voice came again.

  "Come... come in..." Ding Xuan Cheng said somewhat awkwardly.

  The white devil's figure appeared outside the door, his face no longer had the serious and cold expression he had on the training ground during the day. The whole person looked much more relaxed, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, carrying two bottles of whiskey as he walked over, looking like a completely different person from before.

  "What's wrong, unwelcome?" The White Devil smiled.

  Ding Xuan Cheng couldn't believe his eyes, this guy who was deeply resentful towards him during the day had actually become humorous.

  "Welcome..."

  Ding Xuan put on a strong face and smiled, saying welcome, but in his heart he was still muttering to himself, wondering if this guy wasn't going to take revenge for losing face during the day and would try to poison him at night, then dismember...

  "Come on, have a drink, you've never been to England before, have you?" The White Devil had already turned into the White Good Man, with a gentle expression.

  "Just drink a little... just drink a little." Ding Xuan Cheng's words were somewhat mechanical, completely unable to understand what this Bai Dashan was getting at.

  The bottle cap was opened, and after one person took a sip, the White Devil spoke up.

  "I wasn't always this irritable, but since this leg of mine went bad, I've changed." said the White Devil.

  "Oh......" Ding Xuan didn't know what to say either, and could only respond perfunctorily.

  "Do you know why I'm inviting you for a drink?" said White Devil.

  "Why?" Ding Xuan Cheng disagreed.

  "You've passed the combat test, I just told Hawk King that you can proceed to the next stage. Follow Old Jack and learn more about firearms, go for wilderness survival training." White Devil patted Ding Xuan's shoulder.

  "Ah......" Ding Xuan Cheng was stunned, this is too absurd, if he had known it would be like this, he would have followed Old Sun to fight on the first day, why suffer so much grievance.

  "Old Jack was right, you're indeed a prodigy, and can actually use hard qigong." White Demon said with some disbelief.

  "What's the big deal? In China, who doesn't know a thing or two?" Ding Xuan started bragging.

  "Whatever, are you kidding me? I've been to China more than once and have fought with many masters. I know the weight of Chinese martial arts. Martial arts has shifted from actual combat to performance. Most people who practice martial arts don't have real fighting experience, they're all about fancy moves, it's become like gymnastics, where winning is based on difficulty of movements rather than actual victory in combat." White Devil looked at Ding Xuan with confidence.

  After listening to Baimogui's words, Ding Xuan Cheng also nodded secretly in his heart. What Baimogui said was right, modern martial arts have developed into a performing project, which is neither strong nor healthy, but has deviated from the foundation of fighting and become a purely athletic project. When he was about to speak out, the door was knocked again.

  Knock knock...

  "Come in..." Ding Xuan was somewhat puzzled, what's wrong with him today, has he become a sweet pastry?

  Luo Ge walked in and saw Bai Mo Gui and Ding Xuan Cheng drinking together, his eyes widened.

  "Damn it, you're drinking without inviting me!" He said and reached out to grab the whiskey from Ding Xuan's hand, taking a big gulp.

  "What's wrong with you, why are you snatching mine? Doesn't he have one too?" Ding Xuan Cheng asked discontentedly.

  "No matter what, Bai Mogui was once my teacher, how can I not show respect. You think everyone is like you, being rude all day?" Luo Ge rolled his eyes.

  "If there's P, then let it go..." Ding Xuan said gloomily.

  "I just finished my task and came back, and Old Jack told me about your progress. I simply can't believe it, in half a month's time, you've already met Old Jack's requirements? Honestly, did you use an external hack?" Rog said with a disbelieving expression on his face. Back when he passed Old Jack's test, it took him three whole months, and that was after he had practiced beforehand. Ding Xuan Cheng only used half a month, and before that, he was just a rookie. Rog was both skeptical and unwilling to accept it.

  "To be honest with you, I have such abilities all because of a certain thing." Ding Xuan said mysteriously, looking at the two of them.