As Asis's car drove out of the manor, four cars appeared through the gate, clustering them in four corners and heading towards the heart of the city of Oseystea.

The team drove very steadily, maintaining a perfect formation all the way down, showing the skilled driving skills of the drivers.

At the same time, the speed is not slow at all, overtaking all the way through many traffic, constantly leaving the vehicles next to it behind.

Twenty minutes later, the convoy stopped in front of a secluded dojo.

The dojo looks large from below, with an upward stone staircase leading from the road to the upper doorway, and the surrounding environment is quiet, with no noise of car horns to be heard, only the melodious chirping of birds.

It's hard to imagine that in the most prosperous and noisy central area of Osetya, where every inch of land is valuable, there is still such a large area of quiet and beautiful places.

Asis pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked up the steps of the dojo, followed by four strong bodyguards in suits and leather shoes.

At the entrance of the courtyard, an old man with silver hair and a ceremonial dress and several attendants were standing there, bowing to Assis from a distance.

"Welcome, Master Assisi. ”

"Where's my brother?"

Assis asked as he walked inside.

A slightly immature but extraordinarily powerful shouting voice was faintly heard in my ears.

"Sir is waiting for you in the ashram. ”

The old man followed behind and replied loudly.

Receiving a reply, Asis quickened his pace.

He walked through the huge courtyard hall with ease, walked through the back corridor, bypassed the blooming lotus pond, and came to the front of a building in the back garden.

Then he walked in, through a long, quiet hallway, to a closed door.

Pushing open the door, a tall, broad figure standing by the window fell into Assi's eyes.

"The fourth junior brother is dead, and there are seven junior brothers. After entering the room, Assis said directly.

"From the moment they were expelled from the school, they were no longer our disciples. ”

The tall man turned around, he had a rare long burgundy hair, his face was resolute, and his eyes were calm without any fluctuations.

There was also a touch of scarlet in the center of his eyebrows, more dazzling and pure than Assi's, like an aquarite embedded there, faintly exuding strange magic.

"So you should just call them by their names, Deletka, and Snaka. ”

"But they are our disciples after all. ”

Assis shook his head and said, "You know that the teacher has been keeping an eye on them, especially Delaika, his talent is the strongest among us all along, if not too anxious......"

"The teacher already knew, even before us. ”

Asson fell silent.

After half a ring, he said loudly, "What did the teacher say?"

Before he asked the question, he had already guessed the result.

Sure enough, he heard the answer he expected.

"Life and death are fate. ”

The tall man said lightly.

There was silence again.

Assis looked out the window at the sky, as if he saw the scene where Delaika, who was still a teenager at the time, was taken into the door by his teacher Siphra.

He was the tenth official disciple accepted by his teacher, and he was also the most talented, and in just six years, he defeated the six senior brothers who had started earlier than him and became the fourth.

Delaika is an extremely paranoid person, because of paranoia, so he works hard and hard to achieve leaps and bounds in martial arts.

But also because of paranoia, he was expelled from the door by his teacher.

Because after reaching a bottleneck in his own martial arts, in order to forcibly break through the training god, Dileka secretly participated in the underground black fist strictly forbidden by Siphra, in order to kill the training god and fall into the "demon path".

He was in too much of a hurry.

He was expelled from the school, but the friendship between the fellow disciples for more than six years was not false. ”

Assis spoke slowly, his flat tone bringing a chill to the room.

The tall man frowned slightly, and was about to speak.

"I know what you're trying to say, brother, but I've made up my mind. ”

Assis said lightly.

The tall man looked at him deeply and sighed lightly.

"I'm leaving. ”

Assis prepares to leave.

"I heard Veronica has returned?" the tall man said suddenly.

"Yes. Assis nodded.

"Veronica has always been a very assertive girl, just like you. ”

He glanced at Assi,

Assis gave a wry smile of helplessness.

The cold aura in the room suddenly vanished.

"This time she protested so resolutely, forget about the marriage. ”

Assis didn't speak, just sighed softly.

"She is no longer a child, what she needs more is communication, not arrangement, talk to her well, you are her most trusted brother after all." ”

"I understand. Assis nodded.

The two of them said no more, and Assis left the ashram.

After he left, the calm in the tall man's eyes disappeared, and there was a mixture in his eyes.

His gaze fell on a corner of the ashram.

In the corner of the quiet room, there are several tall potted plants, but I don't know when the original verdant branches and leaves have withered and dilapidated.

It's like the late autumn that has gone through the slaughter of Xiao Suo.

............

As Seaman said, basically most of the secret methods require the combination of special secret medicine to enter that stage.

After confirming the news from the masters of the Tiger Gang, Li Xing's whole mood was much worse.

The only thing that comforted him was that the secret method was a pure combat technique, just a fighting style that had been developed to a certain extreme.

So there is no secret method or not, and there is no difference in inhibiting ** alienation.

The immediate priority is to suppress the alienation of the physical body.

On the rooftop, Li Xing was practicing Wind Splitting Fist alone.

Although there were only thirty-two movements in the whole set of Splitting Wind Fist, which was only nineteen more than the punching fist, it took Li Xing a full twenty minutes to practice each time, which was several times that of Chongquan.

The laws of breathing changes and qi and blood movement are too complicated, and if you don't practice to the level of proficiency enough, you can't improve your speed at all.

"It's only been two hours and you're starting to feel tired......

Li Xing exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, picked up a bottle of water next to him, unscrewed the cap, and drank it all in one gulp.

The consumption of this set of boxing methods is not ordinarily large, and beginners may not be able to stick to it once.

What Li Xing didn't know was that the whole set of Split Wind Fist was divided into five styles, each of which consisted of eight movements.

The consumption of directly practicing a complete set is simply not something that beginners can afford.

After drinking the water, Li Xing was ready to continue practicing.

Suddenly, he paused, his face changed, and his right hand suddenly grabbed his left shoulder.

Shhh

The T-shirt was torn by him, revealing a broad back and shoulders with knotted muscles.

and, the red vertical slit that suddenly appeared on the shoulder.

The next moment, the vertical crack suddenly cracked!

A blood-red and violent eye appeared on his shoulder, slowly turned, and soon met Li Xing's eyes.