42: Thunder by the lake

Hearing Lin Xiu’s words, Xiao Long was certain he was bluffing.

“Stop him, don’t let him escape.” Xiao Long directed another person.

After the other person blocked Lin Xiu’s escape route, Xiao Long sneered and stepped forward. It was actually quite interesting for a new student to act tough, but it was even more interesting to teach these stubborn new students a lesson.

From Lin Xiu, Xiao Long vaguely saw his past self.

At that time, he was also very proud, and felt disdain towards the older students. He thought, ‘They just cultivated one year longer than me, what’s there to be arrogant about?’

Then, Xiao Long lay in bed for half a month without getting up, and after that, he joined the Bai Gang.

A year passed, he also became stronger, and new students arrived.

“First, let him taste a bit of pain. After White Carp is hooked, we’ll break both his hands, so he understands the consequences of disrespecting his seniors.” A cold glint flashed in Xiao Long’s eyes.

Lin Xiu looked at the approaching Xiao Long and also noticed the barely hidden coldness in his eyes. He took a deep breath, flipped his right palm, and struck towards Xiao Long.

Ben Lei Palm!

Rumble!

Like a sudden clap of thunder on a clear day, a peal of thunder suddenly echoed by the quiet lake.

Hearing the thunder resounding as if it were right by his ear, Xiao Long looked at the palm pressed against his chest, his vision filled with electric light.

“You…” Xiao Long’s face, full of horror, lifted as he looked at Lin Xiu. Before he could finish his sentence, his body was pushed out by a terrifying force.

Flying back six or seven meters, Xiao Long finally crashed to the ground, his body trembling, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted from his mouth.

Hey, hello!

Muttering to himself, Lin Xiu turned around, looked at the young man standing behind him, who was astonished and hadn't recovered, and struck out with another palm.

By the lake, the sound of thunder rang out again.

After sending his opponent flying, Lin Xiu bent slightly, supporting his knees with both hands, panting heavily.

His Qi was completely drained, and he felt extremely fatigued.

“This is only in the academy. If it were in the wild, encountering them, I would have directly started with Ben Lei Palm.”

Lin Xiu generally wouldn’t let himself enter a weakened state, but would retain some Qi to deal with unexpected situations.

Tiger, who was dumbfounded, saw Lin Xiu’s gaze sweep towards him and scrambled to run out of the woods.

It’s too terrifying. Are new students nowadays all this abnormal?

“Come back!” Hearing Lin Xiu’s voice behind him, Tiger maintained his forward-rushing posture, not daring to move, and slowly turned his head, his face full of panic.

“Take them away.” Lin Xiu pointed at the two people he had sent flying.

Tiger nodded repeatedly, and as he approached and saw Xiao Long’s current state, he inexplicably felt much more balanced.

Compared to them, he didn't seem so miserable.

On the other side.

Hu Qian and Old Huo stood frozen in place, their expressions somewhat dazed.

After a while, Hu Qian stiffly turned his head, “Huo Qi, did you hear that sound just now?”

“Mm…” Old Huo nodded blankly, his face suddenly changing drastically.

He grabbed Hu Qian’s collar, pinned Hu Qian against a tree, and showed a gnashing expression, “You really are a dog! You still say you didn’t team up to trick me! I’m telling you, our decades of friendship end here!”

“Wait, let me calm down first.” Hu Qian waved his hand, signaling Old Huo not to get angry, “I taught him the Ben Lei Palm, but I swear, I really didn’t give him any private guidance.”

“You didn’t guide him, and he can strike out with thunder? Are you playing me for a three-year-old?” Old Huo didn’t believe him at all.

Cultivating the Ben Lei Palm is divided into three stages. The Early Stage allows the palm to carry electricity, causing a numbing effect on opponents. The Middle Stage covers the palm with thunder, capable of causing great damage.

As for the Late Stage, striking with the palm is like a thunderous assault, carrying rolling thunder, and a single strike is like thunder falling.

Generally, cultivating the Ben Lei Palm to the Early Stage takes at least half a month. As for the Middle Stage, it takes a month at the fastest, or half a year at the slowest.

If it’s the Late Stage, it usually requires guidance from someone; without a year of self-exploration, one might not even grasp its essence.

Because Old Huo was very clear that generally, one needed to reach the Dou Master Realm and be able to initially release Qi to possibly comprehend this point during self-Cultivation.

“Let’s go, let’s ask this kid how he cultivated it. I originally wanted to guide him today, but it seems completely unnecessary now.” Hu Qian was full of questions.

How much time had passed since he gave Lin Xiu the Ben Lei Palm? Yet Lin Xiu had actually cultivated it to Major Achievement.

This was too outrageous.

Mainly, he hadn’t seen Lin Xiu Cultivate much usually.

Pushing Old Huo away, Hu Qian walked directly towards Lin Xiu.

Seeing this reaction, Old Huo was stunned for a moment, feeling that Hu Qian didn’t seem to be faking it.

Could it really be that Lin Xiu cultivated it himself? Then this kid’s talent in Fighting Skill comprehension was too high.

Fast Qi Cultivation and quick mastery of Fighting Skills meant that once he grew, his combat power would be terrifying.

“Dean, Elder, when did you two arrive?” Lin Xiu looked up and saw the two walking towards him.

“Quick, strike me with a palm using the same method as just now.” Hu Qian decided to personally experience Lin Xiu’s Ben Lei Palm.

Ah? Hu Qian saw his battle just now?

Hearing his words, Lin Xiu felt a pang of regret. His secrets had been exposed, so there was no chance to make a profit now.

“Dean, how can I have any Qi now? Please let me recover first.” Lin Xiu gave a wry smile, which was the truth.

Hu Qian turned to look at Old Huo.

Why are you looking at me? Old Huo was startled at first, then realized that Hu Qian wanted him to take out a Medicinal Pill.

This dog-thing, you want to know, but you’re making me pay for the Medicinal Pill? What kind of meaning is that?

Grumbling inwardly, Old Huo’s hands didn’t stop. He took out a Medicinal Pill and tossed it to Lin Xiu. He was also curious about how far Lin Xiu’s Ben Lei Palm had progressed.

“Qi Replenishing Pill, catch it.” Old Huo felt a bit pained; he left in a hurry, and the lowest grade Medicinal Pill he had was a second-grade one.

“Thank you, Elder.” Lin Xiu put the Medicinal Pill into his ring with a backhand, which made Old Huo stare blankly.

He smiled shyly, “I found that if I squeeze my Qi, I can still use Ben Lei Palm, so I won’t waste the Medicinal Pill.”

Old Huo’s fist in his sleeve instantly hardened. If you didn’t want the Medicinal Pill, you should have said so earlier!!

“Lin Xiu, I want to see the same effect as just now.”

Hu Qian reminded him. He also didn’t expect this kid to be so cunning, actually taking the Medicinal Pill and keeping it.

According to Lin Xiu’s momentum just now, without enough Qi, unless his control over the Ben Lei Palm was at its extreme, allowing him to control Qi without wasting a single bit.

Otherwise, with insufficient Qi, the effect would be greatly reduced.

“Dean, this junior knows what he’s doing.” Lin Xiu was full of confidence, mobilizing the Qi in his body, and struck a palm towards Hu Qian.

Subtle lightning surged under Lin Xiu’s skin, gathered in his palm, condensed into a dazzling electric light, and the sound of thunder emanated from within.

Before his palm touched Hu Qian’s body, it was blocked by an invisible barrier. The electric light in his palm dispersed, disappearing into the air.

“Is this a Dou Emperor powerhouse?” Lin Xiu withdrew his palm, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

His strength was too low; he didn’t even have the qualification to touch their clothes.

No wonder the aftershocks of battles between those Dou Venerates and Dou Saints were enough to obliterate countless lives.

The gap between them was too vast.

At the same time.

Hu Qian and Old Huo were in turmoil, their eyes fixed on Lin Xiu as if looking at a monster.

This kid’s proficiency in Ben Lei Palm seemed not to be Major Achievement, but rather to have reached a meticulous, thoroughly mastered level.