Chapter 25 Hard to guard against
Is his family well off? Wang Xuan thought he was neither rich nor poor. His parents had never lacked him anything since he was a child, so it was impossible for him to be extravagant.

"Don't worry, there's no way I can have a bad life out there. Even if the situation is bad, I still have enough strength and I won't make myself suffer." Wang Xuan didn't have a lot of money, but he had plenty of spare money, which he could earn himself.

My father was silent for a while, then asked, "Where do you work now? How is the working environment?"

Wang Xuan never talked about his experience in the hunting team. It was a bloody business and he didn't know when he would die, but he made money really quickly.

"I've been in the martial arts gym all the time. I recently got a full-time job and am now hanging around in the Xianwu Battle Hall." Wang Xuan said.

"Just be a typist in the culture department of Yuewen." My father snorted, still brooding over the past.

I remember that a year ago, Wang Xuan told his family that he was an online writer and was scolded to death, and they asked him to find a proper job.

After all, it is impossible to guarantee a stable income regardless of the weather. There are a lot of authors who don’t make a penny after writing for several months.

Some relatives even thought that he was a daydreamer and had no talent for writing, so they denied it as soon as he opened his mouth.

Later, Wang Xuan learned his lesson and stopped talking about his writing. He only said that he worked in the Culture Department of China Literature Group as a typist.

But the secret didn't last long, because his father asked his sister. His sister was the one who brought him into the online literature industry, so she knew what the job of a typist in the Culture Department of China Literature Group was. It was just a euphemism for online writers.

And then, nothing happened. Wang Xuan stopped talking about his book writing. He was annoyed by the nagging at home.

"Well, come back when you have time, and remember to bring a girlfriend back for the New Year. Don't say you can't find one, that's really useless." My father said these rough words.

Asking his family to be careful, Wang Xuan just said that he had offended someone and was afraid of retaliation. He called his sister who was out of town, but before he could even open his mouth, the other side shouted: "Brother, help me!"

Wang Xuan curled her lips. No money, she must be out of money.

"Brother, you know I don't make much money as an intern. I spend a lot on food, cooking, water and electricity, cosmetics and clothes.

I'm really, really, really poor, please support me a little, I haven't bought a new lipstick in a month."

Wang Ruo's voice was exaggerated, as if she was about to starve to death. She was very good at crying poor, and at least her father fell for it.

After chatting for a while and transferring a few thousand yuan, Wang Xuan did not give more. His sister was working hard at the time, and he did not want to delay her career because of spending money.

Once you get used to a certain kind of life, suddenly gaining wealth is not necessarily a good thing, because you cannot control it, even when it comes to spending money.

Wang Xuan sighed and asked Chen Qingniu whether his family would be implicated by his involvement in the Meiling incident.

Chen Qingniu assured him that Tianjian Mountain would not do that, as it was too despicable and would not have much effect.

After the meeting, Wang Xuan also started his life as an assistant teacher. The martial arts school has its own system, and the students have their own levels. Although they pay a lot of tuition and membership fees, they can still learn good things.

Of course, this income is not much, and the main source of income for the martial arts school comes from other aspects.

"Wang Xuan, these newcomers have some minor problems with their stance. Can you give them some guidance?" An old coach spoke up. Coach Lin has been working in the martial arts gym for more than 30 years.

Without systematic guidance, it is very likely that people who practice martial arts will have deviations in their movements, even if it is just a tiny bit, and these deviations will become apparent over time.

"Keep your fists slightly low, and adjust your center of gravity with your arms and hips, integrating the strength of your whole body. Your body should rise and fall slightly with your breathing, like a spring."

Wang Xuan would occasionally point his fingers at certain parts of the new students' bodies to correct their movements and help them understand what the correct movements were like.

His Hunyuan Posture had already reached the perfect state, so it was not difficult for him to give guidance to others from a high-level perspective. In just a short while, several new students were convinced.

It doesn’t take long to tell whether someone has real ability or not.

From a distance, Wang Xuan saw Zhao Huang and Liu Gang. The two guys were timid and stayed far away from him. They glanced at him from time to time, as if they were afraid that Wang Xuan would retaliate.

"Zhao Huang, Liu Gang, you two come here." Wang Xuan waved his hand.

The two men were startled, thinking that Wang Xuan was going to attack them, and hurriedly said, "My stomach hurts, I'm going to the toilet first." After running away, they didn't know when they would be able to come back.

Just a little scare and you can tell how brave the two are. To be honest, they are not that brave.

A coach will lead many students. Generally speaking, it is difficult to lead a team of newcomers, so the old students will train step by step on familiar things. After all, it is not possible to break through the skills of martial arts in a day or two.

Coach Lin soon taught the Bull Fist, which is a popular boxing style in the martial arts school and one of the benefits that students get for paying money. "Wang Xuan, let's show them. You are quite strong and you know the Bull Fist." Coach Lin said kindly.

This is very normal teaching. The teaching assistant usually follows the coach for a period of time and can provide individual guidance to students when the coach is away.

Coach Lin is old, and seems to be in his seventies or eighties, but he is still very energetic. However, he really cannot play explosively, otherwise he will waste his remaining energy and it is possible that he will even shorten his life.

"This is the starting posture. The key point is the momentum of the body and the accumulation of strength to achieve the effect of a bull charging." Coach Lin said.

Wang Xuan stood in front of him and used some attacking moves from the Thirty-Six Forms, while Coach Lin countered them one by one with the Bull Fist, breaking them down and explaining them step by step.

Their movements were not fast, and their power was only at the physical training level, so they could not hurt anyone. This was just right for the students to see clearly.

"This move is called Arrow Never Returns. When the Bull charges at high speed, it condenses the power of its body into a line before colliding with the enemy. This virtual core line of power transmits the power of the whole body and finally explodes.

Wang Xuan, you have to be careful, I am about to make a move. "

Coach Lin took three quick steps and his speed immediately increased, but Wang Xuan's gaze also narrowed.

Before his eyes, it was as if a bull was charging towards the city wall. The solid wood floor under Coach Lin's feet exploded directly. His bones were crackling all over his body, and he grew three to five inches taller, like a strong man.

Obviously, this kind of physical strength and power is not a so-called sparring demonstration, but a full-strength explosion! Even the physically weak Coach Lin has exploded his potential, and his vitality has been greatly stimulated.

This kind of attack is probably the peak punch of Coach Lin, the strongest punch of the cultivator of the internal organs! It can kill the unprepared cultivators of the same realm.

With a roar, a fist appeared in front of Wang Xuan. If Wang Xuan had not been on guard, he would have been caught off guard.

The fist was already in front of him. Wang Xuan took root under his feet and resisted the oncoming force with his right hand. His arm absorbed the force like a spring and finally channeled it into the earth.

boom!
With a loud bang, Wang Xuan was directly bounced more than ten meters away, but he stood straight, obviously all the force of the attack was removed.

The tendons are like a big bow, which can not only burst out power, but also absorb the outpouring of attacks. With the perfect level of Hunyuan Posture, Wang Xuan was able to remain intact.

"Assistant Instructor Wang, are you okay?" Several students hurried over. Wang Xuan waved his hands, but several female students were still sticking close to him.

In an instant, Wang Xuan felt his whole body go numb. He slapped several parts of his body three times and then took off his shirt. He saw more than a dozen dead insects lying on it.

Chen Qingniu and Zhou Wu were not far away, and they immediately saw Coach Lin, whose eyes were wide open but who had died of exhaustion due to the outburst.

However, it was the bugs on Wang Xuan's body that made Zhou Wu frown. He swept his mental power over and a stream of magic power covered Wang Xuan's body like flowing water that could penetrate any pore. Soon, two or three sesame-sized bugs were brought out.

"This is a poisonous insect. Fortunately, we found it early." Zhou Wu sighed. The female students who were close to Wang Xuan were all confused. What was going on? How could they have such a thing on them?

Zhou Wu placed his palm on Coach Lin's head, and his soul invaded it. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Once someone has planted a spiritual seed in him, a certain environment will trigger it, causing him to explode involuntarily, like a puppet being controlled. This is far more terrifying than subconscious suggestion.

As for the others, I'm afraid it's the same. Wang Xuan, it seems that they really want you to die, and the sooner the better.

This also means that the confrontation at Meiling will end soon. I hope you can get through the darkness before dawn."

Wang Xuan knew that the assassination attempt against him would not end so easily, but he did not expect that this time several people would be involved and Coach Lin would die suddenly.

"hateful!"

It seems that the Xianwu Battle Hall is not as safe as imagined. Even if some masters don't come in to attack and kill, they still have hidden tricks.

After leaving the martial arts training ground, Wang Xuan headed towards the dormitory. The leaves on the tree-lined avenue were swaying in the wind, but he frowned and stood behind a big tree.

Before, a tingling sensation appeared in his body, which was a bit creepy. This meant that he was being targeted by a sniper rifle. As a sharpshooter, Wang Xuan had such a feeling.

Moreover, there was more than one person targeting him!
"Do you really think I'm made of clay?"

Wang Xuan moved very quickly, with each step covering several feet. His route was irregular, and he deliberately walked in blind spots.

Soon he returned to the dormitory, took out his sniper rifle, loaded the bullets, put on the color-changing protective clothing, and hid in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)