In the practice room on the second floor of my own villa.

Chen Jing, who was wearing a loose black military uniform, sat cross-legged on the floor, her eyes closed tightly, and large beads of sweat poured down from her forehead.

I saw his hands in front of his chest constantly evolving mystical techniques, and in conjunction with the guidance technique that was always pulling him inside, he continuously impacted the second level of the human body.

The introduction of martial arts allowed humans to break the genetic constraints of the body and at the same time realize that there are nine levels of mystery in the human body that need to be broken through one by one.

These nine levels of profound entrances are spread deep in the human spine, from bottom to top, each level is more difficult than the last, and finally breaks through the ninth level and enters the human brain. According to martial arts, it is to step into the spiritual platform.

The so-called levels can only be truly seen if they meet the standard of touch. Although they are known to be located in the spine, even the most advanced instruments today cannot find them.

Breaking through the entrance requires a solid foundation and strong perseverance, and you can't be careless.

Every failed impact will cause varying degrees of damage to the body, and recovery will take a long time. Therefore, most people will not be reckless if they are not very sure.

Chen Jing is naturally not a reckless person. He has completely reached the first level peak before this, and he acted like this after being fully prepared.

This is indeed the case. Although he looks exhausted, you can hear his breathing gradually returning to calmness from rapidity.

A few minutes later, bursts of crackling sounds of shaking muscles and bones rang out from his body, as violent as the sound of a drum.

Chen Jing suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed and his eyes were extremely bright.

The sound of muscles and bones stopped instantly, and an aura stronger than before suddenly rose from his body.

Second level warrior, achieved!

Finally reached the second level and finally caught up with Shang Qingmei.

Chen Jing felt so comfortable that she moved her muscles. It was very uncomfortable to be pressed down by a woman all the time.

The powerful feeling brought by the improvement in strength gave him the urge to challenge that woman now.

Of course, he just thought about it, and rationally told him that now is not the time. After all, he has just entered the second level, and the foundation is unstable. And the opponent has been at this stage for a long time. If he goes now, he will lose more than he wins.

Having said that, as the second person in the freshman class to break through to the second-level martial artist, I can't just have fun here by myself. I want to let everyone know about it at least.

He doesn't like to play pretending to be a pig and eat the tiger, and he is silent and low-key.

He doesn't want to live so depressed. In this life, he must be upright, high-profile, and be the most dazzling among everyone.

But what should I do? What I say personally is too deliberate to show off, which is not good.

Ding dong!

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Chen Jing turned to look at the display screen, and her eyes lit up. Whatever came to her mind came to her, and this was great.

I walked downstairs and opened the door, and two young and beautiful women appeared in front of me.

The leader is very familiar, it is Zhao Muqing.

The other person, at first glance, was not as dazzling as Zhao Muqing, but the more he looked at it, the more interesting he became.

In comparison, Zhao Muqing has a traditional oriental oval face with elegant temperament. The one in front of her has round and full outlines, but no trace of excess flesh, and her lines are perfect.

Her facial features are not as delicate and perfect as her counterpart.

A pair of large eyes that are out of proportion, with a charming shape, the corners of the eyes are naturally upturned, and the distance between the eyes is somewhat wide. However, the eyes are very charming, but they give people an aggressive feeling.

The nose is too small, and the lips are very sexy, similar to those of Western women. Although the lips are thick, the mouth is small, the lip line is obvious, the mouth is full, and the shape is very attractive.

Different from the stereotyped Internet celebrity faces, it is full of impact and very recognizable.

As an experienced driver, Chen Jing came to the above conclusion only in a moment, and did not attract the attention of the two.

"Hey, Mu Qing." He took the lead in greeting, "Who is this?"

Zhao Muqing introduced: "This is my good friend Xin Menglei. She is beautiful, isn't she? But she is also a complete martial arts fanatic. Ever since I heard that I met you, she has been pestering me and asking me to bring her over to ask you for advice.

Martial arts."

As she said that, she pulled Xin Menglei to the front and said to Chen Jing, "How is it? You have to give me some face? Help me. I'm almost going crazy because of her."

Chen Jing said without hesitation: "Who can refuse to give face to the beautiful lady Zhao?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Xin Menglei, who looked excited, and said: "Actually, this beauty can come alone. As a gentleman, I will not refuse any girl's request."

After hearing this, Zhao Muqing gracefully held her forehead. She had known him for a while and knew his temperament, so she helplessly complained: "I knew you were this kind of person. But the prerequisite for everything is that she is a beauty."

Xin Menglei also smiled, stretched out her right hand, and said cheerfully: "I thought the masters were all arrogant, but it seems I misunderstood Senior Brother Chen."

Chen Jing held her soft and strong hand and joked: "Those who don't know are not guilty. If you need anything in the future, just come to me directly. Well, it would be better if more girls like a few junior sisters come with me."

Xin Menglei was not pretentious at all: "Senior Brother Chen, don't worry, I will definitely come if necessary, and I will definitely bring some beautiful sisters to you when the time comes."

Zhao Muqing couldn't laugh or cry: "You sold your sister like this?"

Xin Menglei shrugged coolly: "If they knew, they would definitely be willing."

"Okay, don't stand at the door. Let's talk after you come in."

Chen Jing brought the two of them in, looked for a topic and said to Xin Menglei: "Menglei, why did you think of suddenly asking me for advice?"

Xin Menglei didn't feel any strange about Chen Jing calling her by her first name, and replied seriously:

"I used to watch every sparring session between Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Lin Zhan. It can be seen that Senior Brother Chen's strength is far beyond the first level. Moreover, as time goes by, Senior Brother Chen's strength becomes stronger every time, and the rapid improvement is very obvious. So.

I want to ask Senior Brother Chen for more experience and make up for my shortcomings. I don’t want to be far away from a genius like Senior Brother as time goes by."

Zhao Muqing, who was listening on the sidelines, was also thoughtful. It seemed that Meng Lei was not the nymphomaniac she thought, but she really wanted to learn martial arts.

The cheeky Chen Jing blushed a little when he heard the other party's heartfelt words. He quickly waved his hands and said: "No, no, that's too exaggerated. Just help each other."

After taking a break, he went straight to the topic and said: "Okay, come to the practice room. Let me see how strong you are first."

Practice room on the second floor.

Xin Menglei put on a white slim-fitting training suit, held a fixed-edged knife of the same style as Chen Jing, and stood barefoot on the floor to confront him.

Zhao Muqing watched the battle quietly from the side.

Xin Menglei took the lead, stepping forward with her bare feet and rushing towards Chen Jing.

Holding the handle of the knife with both hands, the slender blade draws a graceful arc.

Fast, accurate and ruthless.

The knife struck Chen Jing's Adam's apple.

“Good basics!”

Chen Jing nodded in his mind. He turned his wrist and the sword blocked Xin Menglei's attack at the right time.

Clang!

The two swords collided, sparking a few sparks.

"The strength is average and needs to be strengthened."

Chen Jing continued to analyze and used strength in the arm holding the knife again.

Xin Menglei seemed to be unable to hold on, and her body fell instantly.

At the moment when she took the first step backward, her ankle suddenly turned, her slender waist suddenly exerted force, her body turned around, and she tapped her toes. Like a dancing butterfly, she quickly came to Chen Jing's left side.

Followed by a very standard lunge and thrust.

Chen Jing nodded slightly: "You just used my strength very smartly, the timing was good, and the pace was good."

He easily dodged the stab by turning sideways, then raised his sword and swung the opponent's blade away, and then responded with a lunge and a straight stab at her.

But at this moment, Xin Menglei uncharacteristically bent forward and rushed towards him. She tilted her head and the tip of the sharp knife pierced a strand of her hair, narrowly avoiding it.

At the same time, she shrank into a small ball, rushed directly in front of Chen Jing, and slashed towards the opponent's waist with a flash of sword.

"Succeeded!"

Just when a look of joy flashed in her eyes, her right hand holding the knife suddenly felt pain. She looked down and saw that a black knife handle suddenly appeared and hit her wrist.

It turned out that Chen Jing had already prepared the sword and held it backwards. The moment the opponent took out the sword, he stepped forward and made the bottom of the sword handle more precise.

Bang!

Xin Menglei's right hand suddenly became weak, and the sword in her palm fell off.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind her, with a sharp blade across her slender neck.

"I lost." Xin Menglei said directly, but her expression was very excited and did not look like she was admitting defeat at all.

Chen Jing broke away from Xin Menglei's soft back and said, "Now let me talk about the shortcomings you exposed in the battle just now. First..."

Xin Menglei's big eyes were shining, and she listened happily and carefully.

In the spacious space, two swift afterimages sometimes collided violently, and sometimes staggered rapidly.

The sounds of fists, feet, and weapons clashing kept coming and going.

Zhao Muqing, who had been watching from the side, suddenly became stunned. His beautiful eyes were fixed on Chen Jing, and his mouth was slightly open in surprise. Even now, he still can't believe his own judgment.

Finally, the two people on the field stopped again.

Before they could catch their breath, Zhao Muqing asked Chen Jing with three parts certainty, three parts surprise and three parts hesitation:
To be continued...