Chapter 21: The Bodyguard Student

  Back in the classroom, Zhao Yu sat in front of Xing Luo, while Zhang Xi Yu saw the two walking into the classroom together, laughing and chatting. Looking at the injuries on Zhao Yu's face, she slightly furrowed her brow and asked Xing Luo: "You got into another fight?"

  "Oh, no, help Zhao Yu deal with those high school students who bullied him." Xing Luo said casually, shrugging his shoulders.

  Zhao Yu sat in front of Xing Luo and naturally heard the conversation between the two. He immediately turned his head and smiled slightly: "Sister, don't blame him, he also saw me being beaten up by someone and helped out."

  "I... I'm not his girlfriend." Upon hearing Zhao Yu's words, a flush immediately rose to Zhang Xi Yue's cold and beautiful face as she began to explain.

  "I'm her bodyguard, which means I'm in charge of keeping her safe." Xing Luo explained from the side.

  Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu mistakenly thought that the two were unwilling to make their relationship public, nodded his head with a knowing expression, and smiled slyly at Xing Luo before lying down on the table to rest.

  Seeing this, Xing Luo didn't explain anything. He could naturally see the meaning on Zhao Yu's face and spread his hands to Zhang Xi Yu, saying: "This has nothing to do with me."

  However, the flush on Zhang Xiyu's face had not yet faded, and she gave a cold glance at Xing Luo before casting her eyes back onto the book on her desk, without saying a word. At this moment, a figure dressed in professional teacher attire walked into the classroom from outside - it was Ye Binglan.

  Looking at Ye Binglan on the podium, Xing Luo was slightly stunned. Even Cai Cheng and Junfeng had left, but this girl still wanted to monitor herself? Zhang Tian hadn't said it before, that he just wanted to study in Hua Xia with a peaceful mind, take some exams, and maybe find a few girlfriends to warm his bed.

  Yebinglan didn't glance at Xingluo's position, standing on the podium and saying lightly: "The math teacher has something to attend to and can't come, so I'll be in charge of this class. You all review tomorrow's math lesson."

  After finishing speaking, he sat down on the stool on the podium, opened the book in his hand and looked at it carefully.

  Xing Luo furrowed his brow, if Ye Binglan was still in Jiang City, the purpose was self-evident. Apart from monitoring himself, Xing Luo couldn't think of another reason. And if Ye Binglan was still here to monitor whether he had made any major mistakes, it would also mean that Huajun Bureau still didn't trust him.

  After some thought, Xing Luo also felt a bit relieved. Given the trouble he had caused abroad and the few people from the Huajun Bureau that he had killed, not to mention being the number one military king who had severely injured the tenth military king, it was probably harder than ascending to heaven for him to gain the trust of the Huajun Bureau's people.

  Whatever, as long as you don't cross my bottom line, I'll pretend nothing happened. After thinking for a moment, Xing Luo also lay down on the table.

  There were two classes in the afternoon. Unfortunately, Xing Luo spent both classes sleeping, no, in a daze!

  In a desolate world, a lean figure stood in mid-air, with a pair of skeletal wings behind him that shone with nine-colored flames. Every time he flapped his wings, bursts of thunderous winds echoed through the air.

  At this time, the originally pitch-black hair of the emaciated figure had now turned into a head of dazzling silver hair, and his originally also pitch-black eyes had now turned into a pair of crimson red eyes that seemed to be awakening like a fierce beast from the primordial chaos.

  A pair of crimson eyes closed tightly, and at a certain moment, they suddenly opened. The figure descended instantly, and as the soles of his feet touched the desolate ground, he stirred up waves of dust that rode the wind and soared away. At this moment, Xing Luo suddenly punched out with a fierce and powerful fist, and a series of wild and untamed auras shot out, whistling into the distant horizon without end.

  Dust and dirt fill the air, countless grains of sand and stone suddenly turn into tiny particles of mist that dance in the sky!

  "Shadowy and elusive."

  With an eerie gait, Xing Luo's dazzling silver hair and crimson eyes made him appear extremely unusual. As a low, husky voice fell, the pair of wings behind Xing Luo suddenly spread wide. Immediately following, with the eerie gait's tread, Xing Luo's original speed also increased several times over; vaguely, one could only see a human figure flashing by at an extremely fast speed.

  A burst of breaking wind sounds, followed by a series of dull fist sounds, a set of boxing routes that Xing Luo has mastered. When the inner force in his dantian rotates, Xing Luo can feel that the barrier is about to break through, but for some reason, he cannot break through that thin barrier.

  "Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, give me a break."

  Speed has been pushed to the extreme, internal energy bursts out from the dantian, rapidly advancing along the 'Ba Huang Hunyuan Jue' meridian lines in the body. The wild and fierce aura is also erupting from within, while both hands transform from fists to claws, from claws to palms, and from palms to fingers...

  Thus repeatedly circulating, Xing Luo had already been able to clearly feel that the barrier had cracked a tiny fissure.

  The mighty power seeped out from the tiny cracks in that barrier, and Xing Luo was like a starving person, frantically absorbing that mighty power to strengthen his body.

  The acquired martial artist relies on the cultivation of the body, and everything starts from oneself. The acquired is divided into three periods: initial, middle and late.

  An ordinary person wants to become a martial artist, then it is necessary to constantly temper oneself, strengthen the body, and when exercising to clearly perceive the inner strength of the dantian, that is truly entering the ranks of a postnatal initial martial artist.

  Xing Luo is a mid-term martial artist, then after sensing the inner energy in the dantian, he can use the inner energy in the dantian to temper his body, making his body as hard as stone. Simply put, it's the tempering of the body, allowing one's own body to gradually strengthen, and finally from outside to inside, when the muscles, bones, and marrow inside the body are strengthened to a certain level.

  Later generations of martial artists were able to freely mobilize their internal energy.

  The day after tomorrow, when a martial artist cultivates to the point of having that kind of aura, they will have squeezed into the ranks of the Pre-Heavenly Sect Masters. Above the Pre-Heavenly Sect Masters are the Void Realm Great Masters, the Realms of Strength, the Realm of Transformation Strongmen, the Dan Realm Demigods, and the legendary Heavenly Realm True Gods!

  Xing Luo was a real person who had seen the true god of Tianjie, in the Temple of Heavenly Stars, that one needle acupuncture technique called the master of the temple, was the true god of Tianjie.

  There was once when Xing Luo saw the master of the palace take action, and with just one wave of his hand, he could make the Pacific Ocean churn violently, forming a tsunami hundreds of meters high. After that, the master slightly pressed down, and the tsunami as well as the churning of the seawater stopped instantly.

  This also shocked Xing Luo greatly, this was the true power of Tian Jing Zhen Shen!

  But now, Xing Luo has been stuck in the middle of the post-heavenly ranks for a full five years, and he still can't find an opportunity to break through.

  Boom!

  At the last step of landing, Xing Luo was suddenly bounced out tens of meters away by a counter-shock force, and the internal force in his body stopped rotating. A head of dazzling silver hair restored its original jet-black hair, and the crimson color in those eyes also gradually faded away.

  "Alas... failed again... How come breaking through to the later stage of tomorrow is so difficult? I remember when I saw Xiaoyu break through, it was always easy and effortless. Why is it so hard for me, with no progress at all?" The twin wings fluttered as Xingluo scratched his head in distress, his clear face filled with bitterness.

  "Never mind, I'll just continue being a good bodyguard student."