Chapter 19: Brave and Mighty
"Without the devil's energy, will your bones be damaged? Without the devil's will, will you kill so many people that you will be filled with blood and evil energy?" the old man said.

If other people heard what the old man said, they might laugh at him, thinking that he was a charlatan who was trying to cheat them.

But Wang Xuan knew that what the other party said was true.

The accelerator, which he himself did not even know how he obtained, was originally located in an unknown space filled with dark energy that corroded his foundation.

You can call it demonic energy, and that’s fine.

As for the devilish intent, everyone has it, but Wang Xuan's own is too strong, even though it has always been bound in his heart.

"Spiritual cultivation is related to the mind, will, spirit, and soul. You can look at the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures. The spiritual cultivation of the ancient sages was very powerful. Whether you can find a solution depends on yourself."

He Laoliu knocked off the ashes, picked up some tobacco and started smoking happily again, then strolled away.

Wang Xuan hurried to catch up, ignoring the constant reminders from the accelerator. He also knew that the old man had a treasure containing source power, but he was afraid he couldn't afford to provoke him.

This is a master, at least a terrestrial immortal, Wang Xuan thought.

"Old man, you see it has not been easy for me over the years, but all those efforts are not as good as a word of advice from you. Why don't you give me more advice?" Wang Xuan said in a kind way.

Respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. How could Wang Xuan forget it?

He Laoliu chuckled: "You flatter me well. You and I have some reasons. Then I will give you some advice. Learn more about hypnosis, understand psychology, and finally conquer your mind through practice.

Once you become a master hypnotist, there won’t be any problem.”

Wang Xuan wanted to ask something else, but the old man walked so fast that he, a young man, couldn't catch up with him. He could only watch him disappear.

"Learn psychology knowledge and become a hypnotist? Improve your spiritual cultivation from the Taoist and Buddhist scriptures? It seems I need to try this method."

Wang Xuan knows himself very well and knows what he wants to do. His past experiences have had a huge impact on him, making him such a contradictory person today.

Before the age of twelve, he was a genius that his family and friends had high hopes for. At that time, he was full of vigor and vitality, and he accomplished everything easily. Many teachers in primary and secondary school had high hopes for him and believed that he would have a bright future.

But in the following twelve years, his cultivation did not improve at all. His peers, who used to lag behind him, gradually surpassed him, and some of them are now at the bone training stage.

Such silence was depressing, and Wang Xuan didn't know how he had survived the past twelve years. The huge gap had made him receive countless cold stares, and he had rarely stayed in his hometown in recent years.

During that initial period, he was suppressed and often got into fits of rage, which hurt some people. In addition, he made no progress in his sword practice since then as he was constrained by his body. In order to prevent him from getting into trouble when he got angry, his father stopped him from practicing sword.

After years of repression, Wang Xuan stared at the accelerator, enduring day after day, his heart was extremely tormented, and his once passionate heart gradually cooled.

During those years, he doubted everyone and didn't trust anyone. He thought those people were laughing at him behind his back, laughing at this genius who was no longer making progress. As for sympathy, it would only make him angry. He didn't need sympathy! That was the performance of a weak person.

His father told him to calm down and do more calming things when he was about to explode. He also warned him not to be impulsive when he knew something was wrong, but to suppress it and reflect on it when he was calm.

After twelve years like this, Wang Xuan's Qi-cultivation skills have become quite good, but he almost looks like an old man, without any vitality at all, and looks like someone who is content to just eat and wait for death.

Even if someone mentioned how full of hope he was at that time, like the rising sun, and how sad he was for standing still, Wang Xuan would just smile and say nothing.

It seems that we have become accustomed to it, and the tiger has become an insect without claws and teeth.

But this kind of life was not what he wanted, so he entered a martial arts school, joined a hunting team and became a sniper.

After so many years, Wang Xuan knew that he had changed a long time ago. A bloody and murderous demon was born in his heart. He was cold and inhumane. He would kill anyone he saw. He had completely lost his humanity.

Watching all this and seeing the demon in his heart growing stronger and stronger, but with no way to change it, Wang Xuan could only suppress this demon in his heart and not let it go.

When the devil comes to the world, he has no restraints and can only destroy the world and himself. He is eventually suppressed by the immortals and Buddhas.

“Let’s deal with it after this period of time.” Wang Xuan knew that his top priority was to get a shelter, that is, a big tree to provide shade.

There was a very lively scene in the martial arts hall. As soon as Wang Xuan arrived, he knew that Sun En's father, Sun Yi, was going to become the owner of the martial arts hall and the inauguration ceremony was about to begin.

Half an hour later, all the staff of the martial arts school arrived, including the middle and senior coaches who were not usually seen, as well as the assistant coaches and sparring partners.

At the conference, the former deputy director Sun Yi looked full of vigor and vitality, as if he had found a second spring. It was obvious that he was very surprised to be the director of the martial arts school.

If Master Chen hadn't died, how could he have suddenly gotten the coveted position of Master?

However, at the meeting, Sun Yi still announced the death of Master Chen and expressed deep condolences, and then declared himself as the master.

"I, Sun, have the ability and confidence to make our new district martial arts school better and better!
As long as I am the headmaster for one day, I will take on the responsibility for one day. Don't worry, our martial arts school will get better and better from today on..."

There was a meeting going on in the hall, but Wang Xuan turned a deaf ear to it and just stroked the long sword in his hand, inch by inch. If you don't understand your sword and sharpen it well, how can you bring out its greatest power?
As for Sun En behind Sun Yi, he was so proud that his tail was raised to the sky, but Wang Xuan didn't care. He also thought about whether he should continue to take the assessment and get the position of assistant teacher. But after thinking about it, he still strengthened his confidence. He only needed a period of time to get through the current weak period. When he rose up, everything would be a different situation.

You can be as crazy as you want! How many crazy people have a good ending? Wang Xuan sneered. He was not optimistic about Sun En and Sun Yi.

After the meeting, when Wang Xuan found Sun Yi, he was a little surprised, because he didn't expect Wang Xuan to appear here, and he didn't care about his father becoming the owner of the museum.

Sun Yi cursed in his heart, what kind of thing did that bastard hall master do! He couldn't even solve such a small person!
"You want an audit? Then follow me!" Sun Yi and Wang Xuan came to the martial arts training ground. The indoor martial arts training ground was as big as several basketball courts, and most of the academies practiced martial arts here.

As soon as he signaled, an instructor came over and presided over Wang Xuan's review of the assistant teaching position. Everyone talked about it and was obviously a little surprised.

"The three assistants you need to challenge are all veteran members of the martial arts school. Mo Wen, Fang Ming, and Zhang Cha, these three are your opponents."

Three people walked out, all of them were tall and mighty men, all of them were at the well-known bone training level, and the worst one was at the middle stage of bone training.

"Isn't this too harsh? It's clearly arrogant. I think Wang Xuan should be allowed to choose for himself and pick three weaker ones." Someone in the audience spoke up for him.

Wang Xuan shook his head. Just as he expected, Sun Yi was really shameless and was obviously making things difficult for him.

However, most of the academy assistants and instructors did not stand up. Today, Sun Yi became the owner of the martial arts hall. From now on, the martial arts hall will be led by this adult. As Sun En is the son of the owner, how many people dare to provoke him?
"Then come on." Wang Xuan's decisiveness and confidence exceeded everyone's expectations. No one expected that he would really challenge like this, and everyone was not optimistic about him.

Wang Xuan put his sword aside and went forward unarmed. Assistant Coach Mo Wen came forward. He was the weakest among the three.

"Come on, I'll let you three moves first." Mo Wen was full of confidence. Normally, Wang Xuan was just a sparring partner and rarely showed his fighting skills. At most, he could fight against skin-training monks. How could he be a match for him who had already trained his bones?
Showing his white teeth, Wang Xuan said seriously: "Be careful."

He suddenly let out a deafening "whoosh" sound, which made some students' heads buzz. They unconsciously took a few steps back, as if there was a ferocious tiger in front of them, which made them feel scared.

Mo Wen's whole body tensed up. He knew that this was Wang Xuan warning him not to be careless. By the time he could keep his mind focused, Wang Xuan had already pounced on him like a tiger.

A punch with tremendous power was so powerful that it was like a speeding car, pressing directly towards him!

Fear is human nature, and the body will instinctively retreat, but Mo Wen knows that if he is timid, he will definitely fail!
If a person has no courage, he can only display 30% to 40% of his strength!
Mo Wen took a step forward and punched towards Wang Xuan. His speed was as fast as an arrow and his strength was no less than that of a strong bull.

boom!
With a loud bang, Mo Wen collapsed backwards. After a few stomping sounds, he was already ten steps away with a look of pain on his face!
The outcome was decided in one move, and he was obviously no match for Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan rubbed his fists. The bones of the bone-training monk were indeed hard. It was not easy to hurt them. He would probably be a tough guy in a life-and-death fight.

"You lose." Wang Xuan gestured to assistant Fang Ming, "It's your turn."

When practicing martial arts, courage is the most important thing. If you practice martial arts without courage, no matter how many fighting methods you practice, it will be useless. In actual combat, if you become timid, you will not know how to attack.

The assistant coaches at the martial arts school are very courageous, and people like Zhao and Huang are only a minority.

But the second most important thing in training martial arts is strength. As the saying goes, young and strong people are better than strong ones, and force can defeat skill. Absolute strength greatly reduces the effectiveness of skills.

Wang Xuan is such a brave and strong man, and his power is not something that ordinary people can withstand!

Fang Ming had a serious look on his face. He did not dare to underestimate Wang Xuan. He did not even hear the audience's exclamations. The only thing in his eyes was Wang Xuan, his opponent.

When attacking, he must not show mercy and must use all his strength. Otherwise, if he loses like Mo Wen, where will he put his face?
Fang Ming took the lead in attacking with the fully-developed Bull Fist, bursting out with a strength of nearly two thousand kilograms. With the help of the Bull Fist, he could even smash a huge rock!
The power to break monuments and split rocks! This is one of the symbols of the bone training realm.

Wang Xuan also used the Bull Fist, fighting back with punch, without any fear, even though the opponent's level was much higher than his.

With a bang, Fang Ming took two steps back, but Wang Xuan did not move at all. It was obvious that he was not as strong as Wang Xuan.

"Good strength!"

Fang Ming praised, but what followed was his fists raining down on Wang Xuan's body.

After fighting back and forth for several breaths, the two had already collided more than a dozen times. Every time, Fang Ming was knocked back. Even though his control over strength and power skills were better than Wang Xuan, he was still slightly at a disadvantage.

With a bang, Wang Xuan's punch landed on the opponent's chest, ending the fight directly.

"I won again." Wang Xuan said to Sun En indifferently.

Looking at the last assistant coach to be challenged, Sun En's face looked unhappy. He didn't expect that the underdog could really turn things around. Wang Xuan's fighting power was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Zhang Cha, aren't you good at stick fighting? Then let Wang Xuan see it, so that he won't underestimate you." Sun En said.

This is a monk who is armed. The combat power of a monk who wields weapons is greatly enhanced. It is obvious that Sun En does not want Wang Xuan to win.

(End of this chapter)