With the strength of the two brothers, they don't have the confidence to oppose Guangxuan Escort Agency.

"That woman is really beautiful!"

Lai Chang glanced at Cui Meng Ruo who was practicing martial arts in the distance.

Under the moonlight, Cui Meng Ruo wore a tight suit, holding a longsword, with Jianfeng whistling.

Her swordsmanship was different from Liang Yuhan's, carrying a hint of decisiveness and fierceness in its sharpness.

Along with her valiant and spirited demeanor, she looked full of heroic spirit, with a unique charm.

However, regarding Cui Meng Ruo, Lai Chang only dared to steal a few glances from afar, not daring to show the slightest bit of unkind intention.

Otherwise, he would be beaten by the people of Guangxuan Escort Agency.

Whoosh whoosh~

The bright moonlight poured down.

Lin Zheyu found a vacant spot and practiced Wild Bull Fist over and over, comprehending the true essence of the fist skill.

Two days ago, he had just broken through the limit, and now he wasn't wearing heavy armor.

However, with the momentum of the fists, each punch thrown gave a sense of overwhelming strength.

There was a feeling of breaking a thousand techniques with a single force, a domineering aura that nothing can withstand his punch.

After practicing for about an hour, Lin Zheyu retracted his fists and stood still, reflecting on the feelings from just practicing the fist.

"Zhao Hao, you're practicing Wild Bull Fist again."

"You practice Wild Bull Fist so hard every day, do you really want to comprehend the fist power within and join the Celestial Saint Sect?"

A young man near the bonfire turned his head and said with a smile.

The young man's name was Luo Chengwen, he was the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Luo Clan in Bafang City.

This time, accompanied by his third uncle, he followed the Guangxuan Escort Agency to the Central Plains, aiming to join a major power there.

"You said Celestial Saint Sect has already perished, how am I supposed to join."

"Bored, just practicing for fun."

Lin Zheyu shrugged and said with a smile.

As a disciple of a noble family, Luo Chengwen was extremely proud, facing Lin Zheyu, who was stronger than him, without any respect, he directly called him by full name.

However, Lin Zheyu didn't mind.

As a modern person, he was more used to people calling him by name directly.

Moreover, chatting with these scion of noble families, he could gather a lot of useful information, in comparison, these superficial things were nothing.

The sect that selected disciples through Wild Bull Fist was named Celestial Saint Sect, a renowned sect a thousand years ago.

Thanks to the proactive dissemination by Celestial Saint Sect, Wild Bull Fist became the most widespread fist skill.

Unfortunately, later when Great Wei was founded, Celestial Saint Sect chose the wrong side and was annihilated.

This information was told to him by Luo Chengwen.

"I see that the fist power you've cultivated has some maturity, if you were a bit younger, you might really have been accepted by Celestial Saint Sect."

Luo Chengwen said with a smile.

Beside him sat several young men.

Like Luo Chengwen, they were all heading to the Central Plains, seeking to join a major power.

"I heard that after the extermination of Celestial Saint Sect, one of its branches reappeared, changing its name and establishing a new sect."

"It's called Bull Demon Sect."

"Many martial artists from common backgrounds, after cultivating the fist power in Wild Bull Fist, were accepted as disciples by Bull Demon Sect."

"If Mr. Zhao were younger by two or three decades, he would surely be accepted as a disciple by Bull Demon Sect."

The man said with a smile.

The man had a delicate appearance, with a bit of a scholarly and elegant demeanor.

His name was Xi Shixin, among the youths, he was considered relatively old, being twenty-five this year.

Xi Shixin came from a scholarly background, for unknown reasons, he abandoned literature for martial arts.

With his extraordinary talent, he reached the Refining the Organs in less than five years, his talent was astonishing.

Xi Shixin was very proud and initially didn't want to associate with Lin Zheyu, a martial artist of average talent.

Later, after Lin Zheyu treated him to barbecue a few times, they became acquainted.

"Oh!?"

"Mr. Xi, could you tell me more about this Bull Demon Sect?"

Lin Zheyu immediately showed interest.

He was confident that as long as he had the right cultivation technique, he could advance to the Bone Marrow Refining Realm in no time.

But advancing from Bone Marrow Refining Realm to Transforming Force Realm was quite tricky.

Transforming Force required the comprehension of 'intent'.

Lin Zheyu had not even formed his Martial Dao belief, and the 'force' was only superficially understood through Wild Bull Fist.

He had a long way to go to comprehend 'intent'.

Lin Zheyu had encountered various 'forces' imbued with different beliefs and wills, among which he was most interested in the 'force' of Ya Army in Bafang City.

The force, which felt like intense heat burning like a flame, was quite magical.

Unfortunately, for Lin Zheyu to comprehend such a force, would probably be difficult, he felt that the force of the Wild Bull Fist was more suitable for him.

The force of Wild Bull Fist, using unparalleled strength to do domineering things.

As long as he had strong enough strength, constantly winning battles, and establishing an invincible strong confidence, he could quickly form his belief as a powerful warrior.

This was the plan Lin Zheyu made for himself.

His force was comprehended from Wild Bull Fist, and when the fist power complemented the fist skill, the power it exerted was comparable to those powerful martial techniques.

This was the strength of a top-tier cultivation technique.

The cultivation technique itself contains powerful martial techniques, eliminating the need to learn additional martial techniques.

If Lin Zheyu were to find the follow-up cultivation technique of Wild Bull Fist, the force and cultivation technique would be most compatible, and the power unleashed would be even more powerful.

"You really want to join Bull Demon Sect?" Luo Chengwen asked in surprise.

He couldn't ascertain Lin Zheyu's true strength, but his third uncle, through observation, thought he should be at the level of Qi Blood Four Transformations or so.

Many middle-aged martial artists go to the Central Plains, if not for the juniors, then it is for seeking opportunities to break through to the Bone Marrow Refining Realm.

Luo Chengwen thought that was the case for Lin Zheyu.

And Wild Bull Fist was merely a third-rate fist skill, no matter how much of a genius, it could only be cultivated to barely break through Qi Blood level.

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