Chapter 125: The Strongest Power, in Front of These Eyes, You Have No Secrets (4K)

"Then I'll call you Xiao Jing."

Jiang Siwei suppressed her excitement and tried to show a calm and sincere smile.

She opened the briefcase she was carrying and took out a brown sealed document bag.

The seal on it was not removed. Jiang Siwei tore it open and took out a paper document of about six or seven pages.

"The club said that they used special channels to sign you as a signed player in advance and reported you as a seed for the U19 knockout tournament... This is your official contract."

"It says that it can only be opened after seeing you. This is my first time to see it... Wait a minute, I'll help you take a look."

Jiang Siwei said, and opened the contract document in her hand.

Xue Jing nodded and smiled, "It's okay, take your time."

A male waiter in a waiter's uniform came over and asked respectfully, "Sir, do you need anything to drink?"

Xue Jing glanced at Jiang Siwei who was carefully checking the contract, thought for a while, and said, "Bring me a bottle of Coke... and a cup of coffee."

She was dressed in such an OL style, this kind of urban beauty probably likes to drink coffee on a daily basis.

"What kind of coffee do you want?" the waiter asked.

"I don't know much, you can choose." Xue Jing said in a gentle tone.

After a while, the waiter came back with a can of Coke and a cup of steaming coffee and placed them on the table.

"Please enjoy."

Xue Jing picked up the Coke, pulled the pull ring, and took a sip.

Jiang Siwei, who was sitting opposite, kept turning the pages of the contract. The more she read, the tighter her brows frowned.

'What a weird contract... One-year contract, monthly salary of 2,300... This is the minimum wage standard, just used to deal with the law. ’

‘All prize money earned by participating in the competition belongs to the individual... There is no mandatory obligation... All activities are subject to their personal wishes...’

Jiang Siwei's mouth twitched, and she felt that her newly rising ambition was completely shattered...

No wonder she was asked to lead this newcomer who was sure to become a martial arts superstar at first glance.

This is not a serious player at all... It's more like a second-generation player with a strong background, who used their club platform to enter the circle to experience martial arts competitions.

I thought I could finally do something big and cultivate a master under my hands.

Jiang Siwei sighed, closed the contract document, and pushed it in front of Xue Jing.

"I've read it, there's no problem, Xiaojing, you can also take a look, if you think there's no problem, just sign it."

Although she was a little disappointed, Jiang Siwei still forced herself to cheer up and smiled at Xue Jing.

Just think of it as a vacation... At least this guy is very pleasing to the eye.

Xue Jing took the contract and opened it.

After practicing martial arts for so long, and with a lot of skills, his brain power is far superior to that of ordinary people. He can read and understand a page of a contract with more than a dozen clauses in just two seconds.

It is reflected in that he just glanced at each page and turned it over. After a while, he finished reading all of them, just like quantum speed reading, very casual.

"Yeah, I've finished reading it." Xue Jing nodded.

Just like what Wu Youqing said, it is a contract with almost no constraints.

He picked up the pen and ink pad handed over by Jiang Siwei, signed his name in the column of Party B, and pressed his thumbprint with the ink pad.

"Okay, then I'll tell you about the schedule of this U19 knockout match."

Jiang Siwei put away the contract documents and smiled at Xue Jing.

"There are a total of 32 contestants in Fengcheng's knockout round this time, 12 of whom are seeded players from major clubs..."

"The list of contestants will be officially announced tomorrow, and the draw ceremony will be held. The competition will officially start the day after tomorrow."

"The first game is 32 to 16, which will be played in two days, eight games a day, and then there will be a day of rest. The second game will start on the fourth day, which is 16 to 8. There will be three days of rest after the game..."

As Jiang Siwei narrated, Xue Jing calculated and found that the schedule could barely be staggered with the day when he would perform the border mission.

There are still five days left before the deadline agreed with Bai Ya.

Five days later, he must go to the newly appeared border to carry out the exploration mission.

'The day after tomorrow, the 32 to 16 will start, and the 16 games will be played in two days, and then there will be a day of rest...'

Xue Jing's eyes showed thought.

'In this case, the second game will be played in five days, 16 to 8, which will just be stuck at the deadline. I will rush over to complete the mission immediately after the game, and I should be in time... Perfect. ’

After Jiang Siwei finished talking about the schedule, she reached into her briefcase and took out a thick stack of documents and put them on the table. Because it was quite heavy, it made a snapping sound.

“This is the detailed information of the contestants I prepared in advance. There are about fifty people. Although the detailed list of contestants has not been announced yet, they should all be among these fifty people. Xiaojing, take a look. It won’t hurt to know more about your opponent.”

Xue Jing glanced at her, picked up the thick stack of information, and randomly opened a page.

On it was the information of a player named ‘Gu Hongding’, including photos, age, fighting style, school of practice, things to pay attention to when fighting with him, past records, game details...all kinds of things, very detailed.

It can be seen that Jiang Siwei spent a lot of time collecting this information, and the format is very neat, concise and clear at a glance.

"Sister Wei, you are thoughtful." Xue Jing praised.

Although this information is probably useless to him.

But Xue Jing remembered Jiang Siwei's serious and responsible attitude and ability to work.

"I'm glad I can help you." Jiang Siwei smiled.

"By the way, the list will be announced tomorrow. After the draw ceremony, Fengcheng TV will come to interview the players. In addition, there is a very famous variety show being filmed. Professional martial artists are very welcome to appear on the show..."

Xue Jing waved his hand and said casually: "No, turn them all down."

Jiang Siwei's eyes showed that it was as expected.

This person is really here to experience life, not to really become a professional player to make money.

There is no intention to build personal brand value at all.

"Then..."

...

After the two chatted about the game for a while, it was more than eleven o'clock in the evening.

Xue Jing found a restaurant with good reviews and treated Jiang Siwei to a midnight snack. Then she said goodbye and left.

After returning to Yunlu Hotel, Xue Jing took the elevator directly to the floor where his room belonged. After finding the room, he opened the door with the room card and walked in.

Wu Youqing has never treated him badly. This time, he also booked an excellent suite.

The room was extremely spacious and luxuriously decorated. The floor was covered with soft beige carpets. The huge bed seemed to be for the king, and could accommodate at least five people at the same time. There was a separate study, living room, and even a wall of huge wine cabinets and bar counters, where you could make cocktails on the spot.

There was also a room full of fitness equipment.

Xue Jing put his luggage away, stretched his body, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower. After changing into a bathrobe, he lay down on the soft bed.

After a busy day, he finally had time.

He calmed down and sank into the consciousness space.

Countless pixel blocks rotated to form a scene, and a very spacious training dojo with wine-red solid wood floors appeared in the consciousness space.

Then, Xue Jing, wearing a white training suit, slowly emerged.

He shook his hand, sensed his body, and after confirming that the data was correct, he moved his mind.

The pixel blocks in front of him rotated to form a strong figure.

Waist-length hair, tough face, and gnarled muscles, it was Yin Muhu.

Although they had just met not long ago, he had just "hand-in-hand" with Yin Muhu. In that extremely delicate strength contest, he had collected enough data to materialize Yin Muhu in the consciousness space.

Although he had not really fought with the opponent, he did not know the opponent's fighting style, school's killer moves, etc., so he could not reproduce it 100%.

But what Xue Jing needed was only the unique power of the Vajra Ruyi Hand. The "Yin Muhu" that could be materialized at present was completely enough.

"The special features of any school must be matched with the body trained by the training method of its own school to achieve the greatest effect."

"The same is true for the Vajra Ruyi Hand. Its unique Ruyi power also needs to be matched with the body of its own school to have such a powerful effect."

Xue Jing pondered.

"However, the Canglongliu Kungfu I practice is an all-rounder, and it also involves strength and cleverness. It is suitable for the power of the Vajra Ruyi Hand. Even if the effect is not good, it will not be too bad."

He looked at the 'Yin Muhu' in front of him.

The character created by [Visualization·True], which has been upgraded to Lv5, is quite agile and seems to have a certain degree of consciousness.

At this time, noticing Xue Jing's gaze, Yin Muhu nodded immediately, and took the initiative to stretch out his palm-leaf fan-like hand and hold Xue Jing's shoulder.

The extremely hard force penetrated into Xue Jing's body from the fingertips.

Xue Jing did not take any defensive measures, but completely endured the damage of this force with the purest original body.

That was extremely pure strength without any impurities.

Generally speaking, although there is a distinction between hard and soft when martial artists use their strength, it is not really strict to the extent of "100% hard" or "100% soft".

For example, the killing move of Canglongliu, Shaking Sparks, is a soft move, but in fact it is mixed with a little hardness as a traction.

Without that little hardness as a signal of attack, it is completely 100% soft, which is a complete "kind move" without any offensiveness. In theory, it is probably not even possible to kill an ant.

And the difficulty is unimaginable. Both 100% softness and 100% hardness are almost impossible to do.

However, the force that entered Xue Jing's body was different.

That was - pure strength.

Starting from the shoulder and spreading downward, countless blood holes appeared on Xue Jing's skin.

As if being pierced by a sharp and thick steel needle, the extremely strong force wreaked damage in Xue Jing's body.

"Pure strength without any softness is impossible to shape, and it is impossible to change the shape even a little bit. This kind of strength will remain the same as it was when it was hit."

"However, the strength of the Vajra Ruyi Hand can be shaped arbitrarily after entering my body, turning into a blade shape, a steel needle shape... It is simply incomprehensible."

Xue Jing ignored the severe pain from his shoulder and fell into deep thought.

This almost broke his understanding of the martial arts system so far.

"Come again."

Xue Jing recovered from his injuries and said to Yin Muhu.

The latter nodded, and this time changed his method, punching Xue Jing in the stomach.

The higher the strength of the fist, the louder the noise after it is swung. The strongest fist has no compromise with air resistance, and has no intention of following the airflow. When a punch is swung, the strong air friction phenomenon sweeps a huge white air wave that stretches for several meters.

"Bang!!"

The fist as big as a casserole was printed on Xue Jing's stomach, making a loud noise that was enough to make people's ears hurt. Xue Jing's belly was almost pierced, revealing a big bloody hole. The whole person was knocked dozens of meters away and stuck to the wall of the dojo, sinking deeply into it, leaving a human-shaped dent on the wall.

Sticky, fragrant, and sparkling blood like a ruby ​​vomited out of Xue Jing's mouth. He didn't care, but experienced it carefully and felt every detail of this punch.

His mental will became stronger day by day. Even the pain that could make ordinary people faint on the spot was nothing to him and could not disturb his clear mind at all.

Only after he remembered the feeling and all the details of this punch in his mind did Xue Jing open his eyes.

"Come again!"

Bang!

"Come again!"

Puff...

"Come again!"

...

Countless times, countless times, he endured the power of Yin Muhu Vajra Ruyi Hand.

Half of his waist was cut off by a hand knife, his heart was pierced by a finger, and he was kicked into the sky...

Xue Jing experienced and comprehended the secret of Vajra Ruyi Hand from countless angles and countless parts.

"Puff——"

Having a hand piercing his waist, Xue Jing felt the countless subtle forces running around in his body and tearing his internal organs, and his eyes seemed to understand something.

"The hardest is the softest... Too hard is easy to break..."

He touched his chin and thought, "I think I understand..."

"So that's it. It seems that the principle is surprisingly simple."

The pixel blocks rotated, filling his body and repairing his injuries.

Xue Jing stretched out his palm, and a piece of transparent glass appeared in his palm.

He squeezed it hard, and the glass shattered instantly.

"Glass is a material with extremely high hardness. It will shatter if it is bent lightly. It cannot be kneaded and shaped at all. Pure hardness is like glass."

"And the hardest hardness is also extremely fragile in its own structure. The hardest hardness is the most brittle!"

"It will shatter if it is touched lightly."

Xue Jing kneaded the glass fragments in his palm with his palm, and when he spread it out again, there was a pile of glass powder left.

"The crushed supreme strength is like glass turning into glass powder... Glass powder can naturally be molded into any shape at will!"

"This is the secret of the Vajra Ruyi Hand. First, crush the pure strength into powder, and then control these 'powder strength' to operate at will..."

"In this way, this supreme strength is even more plastic than soft strength."

Xue Jing posed a middle school posture, covered his face with one hand, his pupils turned silver, and looked at Yin Muhu.

"I have seen through everything."

"In front of these eyes, you have no secrets."

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