Chapter 510: 522

522 The Reason for the Fall of Ancient Martial Art

“Slap!”

“Slap!”

“Slap!”

The yellow-haired man made up his mind and slapped himself ten times in a row.

“Brother, how about this?”

As the yellow-haired man spoke, a sinister gaze inadvertently flashed across his eyes.

Lu Benwei naturally caught this gaze, but he only smiled faintly and pretended not to see it.

Patting the yellow-haired man on the shoulder, Lu Benwei said, “I’ll stay in Ha City for a few more days. Tell Gao Shengqiang that if he’s not convinced, he can come to me.”

“Big Brother, look at what you’re saying. How can I not be convinced?”

The yellow-haired man smiled foolishly, but he had already thought of 800 ways for Lu Benwei to die.

At this moment, the old beggar had also finished cleaning up the Leopard Hall hunters and came behind Lu Benwei.

Moreover, on the distant street, there were urgent police sirens. More than ten patrol cars and ambulances were approaching.

“Let’s go, the patrols are here.” The old beggar reminded.

Lu Benwei nodded.

Ha City was a place where Gao Shengqiang was the strongest. It was inevitable that he would have people in the patrol system.

If he fell into the hands of the patrol officers, it would be no different from falling into the hands of Gao Shengqiang. Hence, he got up and followed the old beggar into an alley.

As expected!

The first thing the patrolmen who jumped out of the dozen or so patrol cars did was chase after the whereabouts of Lu Benwei and the old beggar.

The yellow-haired man and Gao Shengqiang’s subordinates were carried into the ambulance.

The old beggar brought Lu Benwei back and forth through the alleys and streets. Finally, they arrived at an old used car recycling station.

“Now, we’ve completely offended Gao Shengqiang.”

As the old beggar spoke, he unlocked the big iron gate of the used car recycling station.

Lu Benwei was afraid that he would be exposed on the short wall, so he kept looking around.

“Stop looking. They won’t come here,” the old beggar shouted.

Lu Benwei did not believe it.

The old beggar’s words were 30 percent true and 70% percent. It was better to be cautious.

“Why did you provoke Gao Shengqiang when you’re fine?”

Lu Benwei complained to the old beggar when he saw that no one was following him.

The old beggar chuckled. “Forget it. If I hadn’t provoked the Gao family, would I have found you so many ‘sandbags’? You have to understand my good intentions.”

Lu Benwei was speechless. He could not understand the old beggar’s “good intentions”, but the old beggar had guided him to open a large divine treasure in his body. He could be said to be half a master to Lu Benwei.

“Alright, alright. Let’s not talk about this anymore,” the old beggar pursed his lips and said unhappily. How’s your practice of borrowing force?”

Lu Benwei thought for a while. “It’s alright. I can exercise the qi in my body at will and exert strength from every corner of my limbs.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a large oil barrel smashed toward him.

Lu Benwei reacted quickly and extended his left hand to block the attack.

“Boom!”

The oil barrel stopped in Lu Benwei’s hand and kept rolling. Lu Benwei relied on his luck to borrow strength from the oil barrel.

At this moment, another big oil barrel smashed over. When Lu Benwei saw this, he used his luck to circulate the strength he borrowed from his left hand into his right hand and punched out.

“Boom!”

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The other oil barrel instantly turned into powder, and iron fragments flew everywhere. The scene was very spectacular.

The old beggar attacked and took off his shirt while Lu Benwei was dealing with the oil barrel.

Now, he was bare-chested. Even though his body was old and weak, his muscles were robust, and his skin was covered in scars that were terrifying to the eye.

“Boom!”

He threw out a punch with the power to shatter mountains and rivers.

Lu Benwei could only raise his fist to counter.

The moment their fists collided, the two of them circulated their energy, wanting to neutralize the other party’s strength.

Not long after, Lu Benwei’s pupils constricted violently. He could feel the old beggar’s vast aura. It was surging and torrential.

Lu Benwei’s anger was the same. However, it was very calm. The blue waves were thousands of miles long and glimmered.

“Little brat, I didn’t expect you to have so much qi in your sea of qi,” the old beggar said happily.

“Sea of qi?” This was the first time Lu Benwei had heard of this concept.

“Yes, that’s right. It’s the place that contains the qi in your body. It’s called the sea of qi!”

As the old beggar spoke, he attacked with his other palm.

“Brat, feel it properly!”

Lu Benwei sensed it carefully. He realized that every time he used his luck or borrowed strength to fight, there would be tides accompanying him.

As for the old beggar, when he used his qi or borrowed strength to fight, it was surging.

“Unlike you hunters, everyone’s awakened class is based on innate talent, but ancient martial arts are different. Everyone is born with a sea of qi. The only difference is that their innate essence might be different,” the old beggar said, “But through hard work, you can make up for it with acquired essence energy.”

At this moment, Lu Benwei had some doubts.

“In that case, why are there so few ancient martial arts masters? Could it be because I often can’t feel the qi?”

The old beggar narrowed his eyes and muttered, “That’s right. Furthermore, even if you sense the existence of qi, you can’t use it skillfully. The difference in strength between an ancient martial arts master is how to use qi and unleash all kinds of attacks.”

Lu Benwei nodded.

The old beggar had already demonstrated it to him.

Lu Benwei only relied on luck. He was like a child and could only cause a small commotion.

As for the old beggar, he could cause a huge storm in his sea of qi.

Lu Benwei and the old beggar retracted their strength and took two steps back.

“Senior, if my comprehension is correct, I can release my qi, right?”

When the old beggar heard this, he smiled in relief.

“Not bad. Borrowing strength is just the foundation of luck. Your talent in ancient martial arts isn’t bad. It usually takes three years for ordinary people to practice to your level. And it only took you half a day.”

Lu Benwei chuckled. “Senior, since I’m so talented, why don’t you show me all your ancient martial arts manuals?”

“No way!”

The old beggar refused without thinking.

Lu Benwei was very puzzled. “Why?”

“No means no.” The old beggar’s attitude was firm.

When Lu Benwei saw this, he did not insist. In any case, there would be plenty of opportunities to interact with him in the future.

The old beggar snorted. “Don’t even think about getting along well with me for the next few days. I will not give you the ancient martial arts manual. You’re not one of us. Why should I hand the manual over to you?”

Lu Benwei blinked and chuckled.

“Senior, isn’t it just being a beggar? Can I be a clean-clothed beggar?”

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