When Su Xinyuan walked out of the hotel, under the cover of night, more than a dozen sneaky figures had been quietly following him.

Since the first battle of Danjin, even if he did not rely on the super soul system, Su Xinyuan had gradually integrated the "first weather" of Tai Chi, to this extent, it had become unrealistic to cultivate in a small room, so Su Xinyuan deliberately chose this empty and uninhabited beach.

Tonight, his purpose is very clear, without the help of the soul system, to see the limit of what can be achieved by the "first weather" in his body, and then try to cultivate the "mixed vitality".

Su Xinyuan crossed his legs on the beach, took a deep breath, and adjusted his breath.

A powerful force surged out of his body, and although there was no wind, the clothes on his body were shaking, and even the surrounding circle of gravel was trembling up and down rhythmically.

A wave slowly hit, and as it approached him, it suddenly separated to the sides and circled around, as if there was an invisible wall of qi enveloping him.

These subtle changes are of course impossible to see clearly in the palm grove more than ten meters away.

"Bell, do we need to do it now?" A Moxican-headed man lying on the sand asked.

"Wait, I think there's something odd about this man." Bell stared at Su Xinyuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, and said very cautiously.

"Bell, were you stupid by that oriental girl? Now if you see an Oriental person, you think they are Bruce Lee? Moshigan sneered.

He was originally a subordinate of Bell, and since the news spread, his attitude towards Bell has also changed subtly. Respecting the strong and bullying the weak is a normal thing among these people.

"Since you don't have the guts, then I'll take the brothers with you." Mohican said meaningfully.

Then, with his order, nearly a dozen figures lurking in the palm grove poured out of their nests and rushed towards Su Xinyuan on the beach.

"Damn! You'll regret it! Bell was still lying on the sand, anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Although Bell is a Westerner of pure blood, he was adopted by a Chinese couple after being abandoned by his parents as a child, and grew up in Chinatown before joining CCSI at the age of sixteen. Since childhood, he is no stranger to oriental culture, especially martial arts culture.

When he was subdued by Tang Xin with the eccentric mantis boxer, he realized that the martial arts culture of the East was definitely not just the product of the exaggerated performance of the movie, it was a terrifying combat force that really existed.

So when he saw Su Xinyuan sitting on the beach, sitting on the ground and pranayama like a kung fu master in the movie, he realized that the oriental man in front of him was definitely not as fragile as he looked, and even more terrifying than the cheongsam girl!

Su Xinyuan put his hands together and made a finishing move.

"Weather first" has been integrated and can do whatever you want, even if it is not yet to the point where you can reach the peak after opening the "expert" level soul possession, but this is only a matter of time.

Although he didn't open his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

As early as the evening in the hotel restaurant, he had already realized that someone had been spying on him.

Now, it's time to try out the "mixed energy" with these shrimp soldiers and crabs.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and once this is done, he believes he will have a bright future at CCSI when he returns to the West Coast.

Since Joseph had told him not to cause trouble, he did not choose a more convenient and faster firearm, but held a solid wood baseball bat and swung it vigorously towards Su Xinyuan's head.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

The baseball's churning air was whistling.

But in the next second, Su Xinyuan's figure blurred and disappeared suddenly.

The missed Mohican stumbled and nearly fell.

His face was full of surprise, how could a good and dignified big living person suddenly disappear out of thin air?

"Are you looking for me?" A cold voice came from behind him.

Cloud ladder!

This is the subtle footwork that Tai Chi Gong can only use when it is cultivated to the stage of "mixing vitality"!

"You give me death!" Mo Xigan, who was a little annoyed, elbowed his head with a backhand, but he was still a step slower, and Su Xinyuan's palm was already quietly on his shoulder.

Moxican screamed in pain, and collapsed on the sand like a puddle of mud.

And Su Xinyuan also frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a little pain flashing with a look.

Sure enough, in the state of not opening the soul possession, it is indeed too difficult to forcibly cast the "mixed vitality".

The power in his body was rapidly draining, and the intense backlash pain was constantly invading him.

"It seems that you can't be too hasty......" Su Xinyuan said secretly in his heart.

However, for the dozen or so CCSI members around, Su Xinyuan's shock to them was incomparable.

They are not good men and women, everyone's hands are stained with unwashed blood, no matter how cruel the fight has been, no matter how bloody the picture has been seen, all the way to today, which one is not licking blood on the tip of the knife?

But they had never seen such a strange picture, this oriental man seemed to be a wizard who could manipulate magic, shuttling through space at will, and easily put down Mohican's head.

They looked at each other for a while, but they still waved their sticks and stepped forward.

"Look for death!" Su Xinyuan slowly raised his head and lowered his hand from his chest, his eyes filled with an eerie light.

The screams on the beach were overwhelming, and these CCSI gang members, who usually do a lot of evil, barely touched the corners of Su Xinyuan's clothes, and they were all put down on the ground and wailed, unable to stand up again.

For Su Xinyuan, an opponent of this level today is just a naïve elementary school student.

They are still lucky, in the body of Su Xinyuan's "cloud hand" Mo Xigan's head, the strong mixed yuan true qi invaded his nerves, and I am afraid that he will have to spend his life in a wheelchair.

"Go back and tell your heads, I won't show mercy next time!" Su Xinyuan said coldly.

Bell lay on the sand of the palm grove with a look of shock, sweat pouring down from his forehead, and he still hadn't recovered until the oriental man left and the CSSI member left with the dying Mohican on his shoulder.

I don't know how long it took for him to stand up on trembling legs, and then ran wildly in the direction of the docks.

Joseph could not stay by his side at all, and when he returned to the man's side, he could foresee his tragic end.

He's going to leave this place, this place of right and wrong.

It seems that his adoptive father is right, he is really not suitable for the underworld, so it is better to go back to the mainland and hide, and open his oriental restaurant with peace of mind.

……

Su Xinyuan, who returned to the room, turned pale, and the evil results of forcibly exerting the "mixed vitality" had gradually appeared, and he felt dizzy, so he turned on the soul system without hesitation.

"Choose the skill 'Pranayama'!"

"Skill confirmed, expert-level soul search...... The fifteenth generation master of the Quanzhen School is possessed by the soul of the ......"

Su Xinyuan instantly mastered a set of exquisite pranayama exercises, and the disordered true qi in his body was appeased, and finally gradually calmed down.

Changchun Zhenren, the founder of the Quanzhen School, is said to have lived for more than 200 years and is famous for his pranayama and health preservation.

When the sunlight spread through the window the next morning, Su Xinyuan slowly opened his eyes.

After a night of pranayama, he felt that his body was not only healed but also full of energy.

Today is the official opening day of the Fusang Flower Feast, and there was an open-air banquet in the morning, which he didn't plan to attend, but Bai Linlin and the others seemed to be very yearning for this feast, so he had to reluctantly accompany them to participate.

The banquet was held in the back garden of the Grand Hotel in Perth.

All the participants were dressed up, with red wine glasses in their hands, walking through the carefully decorated garden, chatting happily in twos and threes.

Su Xinyuan and his entourage seem to have a very clear division of labor.

Bai Linlin and Wu Yunyun put on exquisite dresses, looking bright and moving, extremely elegant in their gestures, not losing any famous ladies in the slightest, in this beautiful Vanity Fair, like a bright pearl, there are many wealthy sons who admire the two, and they all come forward to talk attentively.

Shen Laofeng and Wang Fatzi have been shining brightly, secretly commenting on the beauties on the field, and their obscenity is obvious.

Tang Xin has a soft spot for the food on the buffet table, and has never left a step, although many Western men are attracted by her mysterious oriental temperament, but she has been eating with her head down, and she doesn't care about someone talking, and she looks like she rejects people thousands of miles away.

As for Su Xinyuan, he was wandering aimlessly with a glass of red wine, and when he was tired of shopping, he sat directly on the bench and started to stay.

That was until he saw a man in a black suit walking towards him with six hotel security guards.

"Are you Mr. Su?" The man said unkindly, "I'm Lawrence, who is in charge of security at this Fuso Flower Feast." ”

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Su Xinyuan asked. He clearly sensed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere, and the six bodyguards behind Lawrence were staring at him.

"We have received complaints from other guests that you seem to be acting violently on the island, so for the safety of other guests, you have to come with me for a while." Lawrence said.

"Oh? Do you have any evidence? Su Xinyuan smiled and said, he had already guessed who was the initiator, "Do you want to take me casually?" Please don't forget that I was also one of the guests at this feast. ”

"But from this moment on, you're no more." Lawrence threatened, "If you want to leave with dignity now, just come with us, or ...... We had no choice but to use coercion. ”

Su Xinyuan didn't want to stay longer for a moment in this boring banquet, but if someone used such a means to force him to leave, he didn't mind staying here for a few more moments.

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