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  Chapter 12 Night Raid

   Two days later.

  Apartment living room.

  As the three avatars transformed into streamers and submerged into his body, countless memories and perceptions of practicing Chiyang Palm suddenly emerged in the depths of Lin Shen's mind, and his understanding of this martial skill instantly climbed to a new height.

   After a while, Lin Shen let out a long breath, and the light in his eyes flashed away.

  【Name: Lin Shen】

  【Talent: Pure Yang Body】

  【Boundary: Pneumatic fifth floor 25%】

  【Cultivation method: Zhengyuan breathing technique (40% success), Blazing Yang Palm (11% proficiency)】

  【The number of clones is 3 (15%)】

   "Finally reached the level of proficiency!"

  Lin Shen took a deep breath, and slapped out with a sudden palm.

  The air was torn apart in an instant, and there was a dull whistling through the air. At the same time, a wave of hot air surged up, sweeping forward with the palm of the hand!

  The temperature in the living room suddenly soared!

"sharp!"

  Lin Shen's eyes lit up.

  If the entry-level blazing palm is more used to beat the body, then the proficient blazing palm can be used in actual combat, and its power should not be underestimated!

   "With my current strength, it is not a problem to get the top ten in the sparring competition."

  Lin Shen smiled.

  Martial arts are not easy to practice, without a teacher to bring them in, it is extremely difficult to achieve some results.

  The fees for folk martial arts training classes are very expensive. A 20% discount for a basic martial arts course in Taiyang Martial Art Museum costs 7999 Ling coins, which is not affordable for ordinary families at all.

  Therefore, children from ordinary families basically waited until high school and took practice classes to learn martial arts.

  The training time is short, so very few can reach the proficient level.

   Counting the entire Huailiu Academy, the number of ordinary students who have cultivated the Blazing Yang Palm to the level of proficiency is definitely not more than one palm.

   Not a single one has reached the level of Dacheng.

  Only a child from a family like Yang Zhongyi, who has been taught by a famous teacher since childhood and has sufficient supply of training resources, can practice a martial art to the level of proficiency at a young age.

"After Blazing Sun Palm broke through to the level of proficiency, the speed of cultivation has slowed down a lot. Clone No. 3 can only increase the progress by 8% to 9% a day, plus myself, the progress can be about 10% in a day! "

  Lin Shen made some estimates.

   It only takes nine days at most, and he can cultivate the Blazing Yang Palm to the Dacheng state.

   At this time, there are still 20 days before the competition!

   More than enough!

   "Twenty days should be enough for me to break through to the sixth floor of pneumatics."

   "At that time, the pneumatic six-layer will be enlarged into a blazing sun palm, and it should not be difficult to win the first place in the sparring competition!"

  The corners of Lin Shen's mouth curled up slightly. .

   Feeling uplifted, he practiced the Chi Yang Palm again before washing and going to sleep.

   The night is gloomy.

  The bright moonlight poured down on the silent street like water, like a thin layer of white gauze.

  In the shadowy corner where the moonlight could not reach, a tall and thin man was staring intently at the opposite apartment building.

  Suddenly, he suddenly flashed out from his hiding place, and darted towards the apartment building silently like a ghost.

  The old stairs that creaked when stepped on in the past, seemed to be asleep under his feet, without any movement.

   In less than a breath, the man had already arrived at the room at the end of the corridor on the third floor. He threw a mute note and stuck it on the door with a wave of his hand, and then shattered the lock with a wave of his palm. The door opened instantly, revealing a gap.

  After the man jumped into the door, there was no sound during the whole process.

  The dimly lit apartment was silent, and the owner had already gone to bed.

  The man glanced around quickly, and finally landed on the closed door of the bedroom.

  The same sound was thrown out, and the man repeated his old trick, quietly opening the bedroom door.

  Even though there was a mute sign to cut off all sound, but the moment the door opened, Lin Shen on the bed woke up vigilantly from his sleep, and was about to jump up from the bed.

  But just as he moved, the man raised his hand, and a talisman came out of his hand instantly, hitting Lin Shen's chest like a stream of light.

  The latter stood up suddenly, and the whole person lay back on the bed as if he lost his strength, his eyeballs rolled around, full of shock and confusion.

   "There is no need to struggle, the Immobilization Talisman is not something that a practitioner of the Pneumatic Realm who hasn't even cultivated his true energy can break free!"

   Tian Dian walked to the bed with a sneer, stared at Lin Shen condescendingly, and asked coldly:

   "Where's the stuff?"

"what?"

  Boom!

  Tian Dian punched Lin Shen heavily in the abdomen, and the latter groaned suddenly, his face flushed with pain, but his body was unable to respond because he was immobilized.

   "Ask you again, where is the thing?"

  Lin Shen took a few breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a shy voice, "I don't know what you're talking about?"

  Lin Shen was really confused.

  The strange man in front of him didn't look like a robber who broke into a house.

   It stands to reason that robbers would not choose residents of such dilapidated apartment buildings as targets of robbery, let alone use high-end items such as amulets.

  All of his net worth may not be worth as much as this amulet.

   And the other party wants him to hand over something as soon as he comes up. Who knows what it is?

  Seeing the change in Lin Shen's expression, Tian Dian frowned, but soon relaxed.

  It seems that this kid really didn't know that I put that thing on him.

   That's right, after finding out the identity and whereabouts of this kid, he deliberately squatted around the apartment for two days, but he never found any trace of the Martial Arts Hall.

   I think if this kid found that thing, he would have reported it to Zhiwutang long ago, so it wouldn't be silent until now.

  After trying to understand the joints, Tian Dian asked in a cold voice, "Where's the shoulder bag you always wear?"

  Lin Shen was startled, his eyes flashed slightly and he said, "On the sofa in the living room."

  Tian Dian turned around and walked towards the living room without hesitation, letting Lin Shen lie on the bed.

  He has investigated this kid's strength, at most he has five levels of aerodynamics, even if he is fighting head-on, he is absolutely sure to kill him!

   Not to mention that this kid is still immobilized by the talisman.

  Tian Dian is very confident in the effect of the talisman.

  The moment Tian Dian walked into the living room, Tian Dian saw the shoulder bag on the sofa.

  He stepped forward quickly, opened his shoulder bag and fumbled for a while, his face soon showed joy.

  When the palm retracted from the shoulder bag, there was already a jade slip with a smooth texture in his palm.

   After confirming that the jade slip was not damaged in any way, Tian Dian breathed a sigh of relief.

  Flipping his wrist, the jade slip disappeared in an instant. Tian Dian turned around and looked in the direction of the bedroom, with a sinister and stern smile flashing across his face.

  Since things have been found, there is no need for people to keep them!

   With a grin, Tian Dian strode back to the bedroom.

  Lin Shen was still lying on the bed, motionless.

  Tian Dian took a few steps forward and suddenly realized something was wrong.

  What about the amulet?

  Why did the amulet pasted on Lin Shen's chest disappear?

   Click!

   Suddenly there was a slight movement behind him.

   Tian Dian suddenly had a strong warning in his heart, and immediately wanted to turn around.

  But as soon as he turned his body, a palm with a scorching air wave split the air and struck him heavily, imprinting heavily on his chest.

  An angry voice came from the ear at the same time.

   "Fuck you!"

  (end of this chapter)