Boarding Life

At this moment, Ghost Hand was astonished and froze in place.

"Good lad!" Wu Lao stroked his beard, "To maintain such a composed demeanor under this qi field is not an easy task!"

"Among the people I know, those who can achieve this are few and far between!"

Han Siqi and Shen Lulu exchanged glances, sensing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Chen Quezi, however, said in a deep voice, "Blocking Ghost Hand's qi field is just the beginning. Next, Ghost Hand will get angry. Once angry, it usually takes him just three moves to cripple someone!"

Indeed.

After recovering from his surprise, Ghost Hand's face showed a mixture of ferocity and delight.

He first laughed heartily and then suddenly revealed his murderous intent.

"You're courting death!"

After those simple words.

His body seemed as light as paper, bending in a seemingly gentle manner, yet in reality at an extremely fast speed.

With one palm, he struck toward Qin Qi.

Qin Qi's pupils contracted, his hairs standing on end, as a powerful sense of danger instantly enveloped his entire being.

"Such speed!"

The opponent's speed didn't give him the impression of slow motion, which meant that the opponent's physical condition was actually at his level.

"No, the most terrifying thing isn't the speed, but that the opponent's body is too light. As light as water!"

Qin Qi took a cold breath, "This also makes the opponent's attacks look as if they pose no threat at all. If it weren't for the intuition telling me that being hit with that palm could cost me half my life, I might really let my guard down!"

Ghost Hand's movement was just the beginning!

After the first palm, he took another step, and with a bizarre posture, delivered a second palm.

None of his actions seemed humanly possible.

This was precisely the excellent effect brought by his frail body!

Qin Qi was stunned.

For a while, he was overwhelmed, narrowly avoiding the strikes and struggling intensely in battle.

As the mysterious woman said, Ghost Hand's tactics were extremely strange.

"How does this person achieve this, like a piece of paper floating around me? He can always threaten me, yet I cannot catch him. How can I fight like this!" Qin Qi's scalp tingled.

After four or five consecutive moves, he was already sweating profusely, exhibiting unprecedented alarm and fatigue.

"It's said that very few can withstand three moves from Ghost Hand's tactics. Qin Qi, he actually withstood them!" Shen Lulu swallowed a bit.

On the side, Wu Lao stood with his hands behind his back, speaking slowly, "Young and promising, truly young and promising. This little guy looks just eighteen or nineteen, yet he's reached the same level as Ghost Hand!"

Han Siqi and Shen Lulu's faces turned pale with shock, almost simultaneously asking, "Is Wu Lao saying that Qin Qi has also reached that level?"

"What else?"

Wu Lao chuckled as he stroked his beard, "Ghost Hand's tactics are ancestral. One must train their own bones and flesh to be extremely light. The attacks are unpredictable, yet insidiously vicious!"

"If he hadn't reached that level, surviving even one move would be impossible!"

Han Siqi's small lips parted, her beautiful face filled with surprise and shock.

She had already made up her mind.

If Qin Qi truly showed signs of defeat, she intended to call for his surrender in advance.

Such a person at that level was someone every force would vie to recruit.

There wasn't a single one in Su City.

If they could recruit Qin Qi, even if the mine dispute was lost, the Han Family would have hopes of rising again.

But at this moment, Chen Quezi poured cold water again, saying, "Heh, take a good look, even if this lad really reached the same level as Ghost Hand. But Ghost Hand has been suppressing him the whole time!"

"Look at him, drenched in sweat, he won't be able to hold on much longer, hahaha."

Wu Lao compassionately stroked his beard, "Don't rush!"

For Wu Lao, Chen Quezi dared not show the slightest disrespect.

He cautiously asked, "Wu Lao, what do you mean by this?"

Wu Lao laughed heartily, "Although this lad named Qin Qi is showing signs of fatigue, you'll notice that Ghost Hand, in order to attack and take him down, is already exhausted!"

"Moreover, you're not a martial artist, so you can't see it. This little guy is still adapting!"

Chen Quezi asked nervously, "Adapting?"

"Yes, he is adapting to Ghost Hand's tactics and finding a way to counter them. So, didn't you notice that as Ghost Hand continues his attacks, it gets increasingly difficult, because he's almost found no flaws!" Wu Lao explained everything thoroughly.

It was then that the crowd woke up.

Upon observing the duel between Qin Qi and Ghost Hand more closely, they found it to be true.

Qin Qi's sweating gradually dissipated, and he seemed more at ease. In contrast, Ghost Hand wore a grave expression, clenching his teeth.

However, this was just the beginning!

As Wu Lao had mentioned, Qin Qi had already adapted.

"Is that all you have?" Qin Qi calmly said, "You can go faster. Just this isn't enough to threaten me!"

Ghost Hand was utterly enraged upon hearing this, "Boy, you're really seeking death!"

He ignored the sweat pouring down and pushed his speed to its limit.

But even with his speed increased, only at the beginning of a few exchanges did it make Qin Qi slightly discomposed.

After which, Qin Qi adapted once more, defending against all his techniques, leaving him helpless!

Wu Lao's pupils contracted at this point, "Could it be..."

"What is it, Wu Lao?" Han Siqi asked.

Wu Lao was extremely astonished, his voice filled with incredulity, "Is this lad actually using Ghost Hand for practice?"

"Wha-what do you mean?" Shen Lulu also urgently asked.

Wu Lao took a deep breath, "This kid knows he's lacking in experience, and he's using Ghost Hand to enhance that experience. He's long since found the flaws in Ghost Hand's methods, but he's not focusing on defeating him!"

Those who heard Wu Lao's words were left in complete silence.

"No, this is impossible!" Chen Quezi immediately shook his head in denial.

Even Shen Lulu adamantly said, "Wu Lao, although I also hope for Qin Qi's victory, your assessment is too outrageous."

"This would mean Qin Qi's level is already above Ghost Hand. And what's even more exaggerated is, how can a person improve at such a rapid pace?"

But at this time, Han Siqi was frozen in place, dumbfounded.

After a long while, she opened her red lips, "No, he indeed is capable of improving at such a rapid pace!"

The first time Qin Qi encountered Xiaodao, they were evenly matched.

The second time, he could achieve victory.

By the third time, Qin Qi had almost effortlessly crushed all of her Han Family's fighters.