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Sister Pogranate: This person’s boxing skills are not inferior to mine!_3 1042: 353.
Sister Pogranate: This person’s boxing skills are not inferior to mine!_3 “Hmm, every ti I hear about your family it’s like listening to a martial arts novel.”
Catch Shrimp raised his glass to Bull Bull and downed it in one gulp before complaining:
“This is only because I’ve entered the ga and seen with my own eyes that both you and your sister have real skills.
Otherwise, who would believe it?
Tell honestly, Bull Bull, if you were to fight a teacher who specializes in this, what are your odds of winning?”
“Are we talking a serious fight or just fooling around?”
Bull Bull, already sowhat drunk, didn’t have his guard up and asked with a grin, while Catch Shrimp, nursing his glass, leaned in and said:
“What about in a serious fight, and what about just fooling around?”
“In a serious fight, I’d take them down in one move, but just fooling around, maybe over a dozen rounds.”
Bull Bull snorted and casually picked up three walnuts from the table, holding them in his hand.
Without any visible movent of his fingers, there was a cracking sound, and all three walnuts broke apart in his palm.
“I’m not just bragging to you guys.
My grandpa is over seventy this year, and he can still swing a white wax staff and take on four or five of us without any trouble.
He can flick my tendons and leave numb for half the day.
We’ve got a lot of stuff handed down in Cangzhou.
But as for whether my sister got the true transmission, I have no idea.
Since that ti she was put in a sack, Grandpa kicked her out of the house and didn’t let her co back for New Year’s until she won her first championship at 25.
Since then, she hasn’t had a real fight with anyone in years and has llowed out a lot.
Sigh, my sister is actually just stubborn.
She absolutely loves this damn ga.
You should have seen how happy she was cracking Wolf People’s skulls barehanded.
She’s like a born tigress.
But unfortunately, she got caged on our side, just like a fierce tiger lying on a barren hill.”
Bull Bull poured himself another drink, breathed out, and showed a strange smile saying:
“The Cat from the Soldier Strike Group is the sa, looking all gentle and mild.
But if you saw him wielding a sword, you’d know.
People like him are born to make their mark in Transylvania.
It’s a pity for them to be born in this era.
Forget it, no more bragging.
Let’s go!
Let’s head into the ga and see if my sister can avenge – pah, I didn’t get to use any of my skills before that asshole knocked out cold.
This is truly humiliating.
If my grandpa finds out he’d probably pass out from anger.
When has a Niu Family mber ever suffered such an indignity in a fight with soone?”
Elsewhere, at the sewer base.
Sister Pogranate stood in the dimly lit room, assuming a fists-together salute towards the front, then she loosened her shoulders, steadied her stance in a mid-crouch, and readied her fists.
Turner blinked across from her.
He had never seen such unusual martial arts before, but guessing it might be the technique of the Freestyle Sect, he straightforwardly countered with the basic Gale Fist.
But as soon as they engaged, the sensation of the fight made ‘Iron Fist’ frown.
The pressure from this lady was quite different from the novice he had faced before, with an imposing presence as if a fierce tiger was right before him, emanating a ferocious aura.
He deed Bull Bull’s punches void of conviction.
However, the girl in front of him had clearly reached a different level of skill, forcing Turner to treat her seriously.
He quickly stepped back from Sister Pogranate’s wide-open attacks, and within the span of a breath, his tightly clenched fist turned into a beast-like claw, his body emanating a cold Spiritual Energy.
The classic hunting aura of the Winter Wolf Monk was activated.
Then, moving forward, he broke Sister Pogranate’s offensive montum with just five strikes, completely suppressing her throughout the match.
The perfect coordination of Spiritual Energy and the Warrior Monk’s Qi allowed each punch and kick to carry an imnse force.
Towards the end, Sister Pogranate couldn’t even defend herself.
A punch broke through her guard, leaving her wide open, and another punch to her face knocked her out cold.
Thankfully, Vow-Keeping Monks do not inflict harm.
This punch was pulled back by ninety percent just before it hit.
Turner stood back, punching air, and looked down with regret at Sister Pogranate who was gasping for air beneath him.
In a hoarse voice he said:
“You’ve got the fra and embryonic presence, but unfortunately, you haven’t grasped the ‘Qi’ that’s crucial for Warrior Monks.
Before you received the Midnight Blessing, I could have taught you…
but now that you’ve entered the night, the Winter Wolf path is no longer suitable for you.
Go find the legacy of the Shadow Sect.
You’re sure to beco the finest Shadow Warrior in Transylvania, I’m certain of it.”
“Where is the Shadow Sect?”
Sister Pogranate had lost the fight.
But she wasn’t disheartened, instead, her eyes lit up seeing the true martial monk lineage of the Continent.
She struggled to her feet and asked:
Turner shook his head and said:
“I don’t know.
The Winter Wolves Religion is part of the lineage of the Four Images Sect and the Freestyle Sect.
We’ve always been at odds with the Shadow Sect like fire and water.
But maybe the Thieves Guild might have a way.
Actually, the Sword Saint Sect would also be a great fit for you, cultivating a sharp aura of protection and a formidable air of ruthlessness.
Unfortunately, the essence of that kind of lineage currently only exists in the Kalem Ancient Country, and their Calum Warrior Monks never leave the borders of the East.”
“Can you show the power and characteristics of the Shadow Sect?”
Sister Pogranate asked weakly:
“I want to have a preview of the path I’m going to take.”
“I’m not a Shadow Warrior or a ninja master…”
Turner was a bit baffled by this request.
But seeing the gleam in the eyes of the girl before him, he shrugged, took a deep breath, and mimicking the techniques of a Shadow Warrior, he ‘Shadow Stepped’ behind Sister Pogranate in a fluid movent.
The female gar tried to strike back with her elbow but was blocked by Turner.
Then, her other hand shot forward like lightning.
“Bang”
Sister Pogranate imdiately fell unconscious.
Turner withdrew his hand and said softly:
“Shadow Step, Spirit Machine Slash, and the throat-cutting move are the only three I know.
I hope you get to learn them, young Warrior Monk.”
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