The Wizard World
chapter-594-30041322

Ultimate Training Dojo was one of the two Kung Fu dojos in the city. Although people were no longer pursuing ultimate power, there were still people who loved Kung Fu skills. Some of them were treating Kung Fu as a type of exercise or as a way of keeping their children physically active.

"I'll go have some rest. I'll visit the training room later."

Xiulin nodded.

"Sure. I need to bring the team to participate in a meeting. We'll be heading to Xuyang tonight; your sister will be going too. You and the junior sister will be taking care of the dojo. Several other trainers will also be here, it should be fine, right?"

"Don't worry, I can handle it." Angele nodded. "I'll live in the dojo and wait for you to come back."

"It's not an easy job; you know how big of a mess you made this time, right? Our teacher did whatever he could to help you, don't make him sad. There are many ways to solve problems, you don't have to beat people up. The teacher asked you to work in the training room for two months, don't try to run!" Xiulin spoke in a deep tone as he straightened his back and arms slightly.

"I understand."

Angele nodded again.

The junior sister was named Nian; she had the same skill level as Yun Song. Yun Song's sister was Rong Song. Rong Song and Xiulin were both stronger than Yun Song and Nian.

The dojo only taught three combat skills: Night Monkey Fist, Snake Palm, and Wavy Footwork.

However, the Wavy Footwork was not complete, part of it was lost in history. The Night Monkey Fist and the Snake Palm were what made the dojo famous. These two skills all had four different levels.

Yun Song started practicing the skills when he was a kid, but he could barely finish the first level. Rong Song and Xiulin all reached the second level, but they were having trouble breaking the limit. Their teacher, Yuyin Song, had already broken the limit and had the same power level as a knight. Although he was a below average knight, he was already a strong being in this world.

Angele and Xiulin talked about the Night Monkey Fist for a while before the former returned to his own room.

He threw the backpack into a corner and jumped onto the bed. His body was surrounded by a soft blanket.

'The next thing I need to do is analyze the combat skills here. An average knight is already a person with incredible power to the people here… They are way too weak…' He started reconsidering the situation.

'Ultimate Training Dojo and Wen Qiang Dojo are the only two dojos offering training services in this city, however, their income is below the average. A general grocery store does much better than them. Also, the two dojos are related to the mafias in the city, so the police are paying close attention to them… Some other cities don't even have formal dojos…

'Anyway, I need to analyze the combat skills first and improve my body as soon as possible.' Angele was confident. With the help of the biochip and his experience, he was certain that leveling up would not be a problem to him.

'So, I need to pick one of the skills to start…'

A blue light screen appeared in front of Angele's eyes. The Night Monkey Fist and the Snake Palm turned into two different patterns in his sight.

The levels of each skill were displayed under the patterns.

'First Level, the entry level.

Second Level, the intermediate level.

Third Level, the advanced level.

Fourth Level, the ultimate level.'

Finishing the entry level meant that he had learned the basic forms of the skill.

The intermediate level required the one who practiced the skill to understand all the forms so that he would be able to utilize the power.

The advanced level required the one who practiced the skill to change the forms to fit his own style.

After one reached the ultimate level, he would be able to maximize the power of the skill.

It felt like the system was the same as the Chinese Kung Fu system on the Earth.

'Zero, analyze the levels of the Snake Palm, I want to reach the ultimate level as soon as possible.'

Angele needed to recover his power. Although he could recover naturally in three years, the progress would be easier if he decided to practice.

He would not be detected by the realm guardian and he would be able to fit into the environment if he could practice the skills that were developed in this realm.

'Analyzing…'

The biochip started working immediately; Angele could see the refreshing data in his sight. Only the best choices were kept in the record.

From the basics of the Snake Palm to the ultimate level of the skill, everything was being broken down.

The graph quickly turned into a tree; there were more than 100 thousand different possibilities.

'Analysis completed. 12 different routes found. Three of the routes are the best routes.

*CHI*

Only three routes were left in Angele's sight.

Angele remained calm.

'Check my body condition and select the best route for me.'

*Chi*

Only one route was left.

Angele looked at the last route and found a snake-shaped pattern on the top. The pattern was displayed in gray.

'Snake King Palm…'

A short sentence was left below the pattern.

'A new bloodline will be created after you reach the final level; also, the bloodline will be purified automatically…'

Angele had many thoughts going through his mind when he saw the sentence.

'This body has already completed the entry level, so I just need to complete the next two levels before starting on the final level. It's not a big problem.'

Angele stood up and walked to the center of the room. He quickly drew a circle in the air using his palms.

He was moving so quietly that he barely made any noise.

After drawing the circle, he suddenly pushed his palms forward and clapped. It looked like a snake that was about to bite.

*CHI*

After the light noise, Angele slowly returned to his normal stance.

He compared the result and concluded, '20% buff to the strength… A normal skill for an average knight…

'This is just the entry level, I think the power of the skills will increase if my body is stronger. There must be a way to train my body; the body training technique might be a part of the combat skill.'

Angele searched through Yun Song's memory and realized that Yun Song's teacher would apply different potions on his body so that it would be strengthened.

'Although I still need to recover, I can still use the power of the negative emotions around me. I can't control the power, but I can use them to buff my body. Also, with the combat skill here, I'll be able to purify the power gradually.'

He recalled the moment he was defeated by the old monster. The power level of the old monster was much higher than his, however, Angele's energy level was higher. It seemed like the result was not affected by his high energy level.

'I can still use the negative emotions to strengthen my body. This body is just too weak.'

With a flick of his finger, Angele released some black smoke, which turned into a screaming human face.

Angele opened his mouth and started absorbing the black smoke. Red glow appeared around his eyes quickly.

He stood there and started practicing the Snake Palm again. He changed the speed of movements gradually, and a thin layer of white substance appeared on his skin. The white substance made his skin clean and smooth.

Angele was the Lord of Terror, absorbing the black smoke was like consuming energy. However, the black smoke was pure poison to other creatures—it would make them lose their minds.

The sunlight outside was getting more and more intense.

Angele finally stopped his movements. His body was covered with sweat, and there were some yellow impurities mixed in with it.

'It's about time, I should head to the training room. As Yun Song, I'll take care of the training room until Xiulin is back.' Angele wiped the sweat off his face and grabbed the key. He walked to the bathroom and took a shower.

Angele changed to a white training suit and headed to the training room in downtown by taxi.

He sat in the taxi and dialed several numbers using a communication device.

'Hey, Nian, where are you now?"

"I'm on my way to the training room. I was shopping with my friends. Senior Brother Yun, you should've told me that you were already back…" a crisp female voice responded from the communication device.

"Well, you don't have to call me senior brother…" Angele was a bit speechless. Senior Brother Yun was a popular character in a TV show—Nian started calling him that after watching the show.

"It won't be a problem anyway… You don't have to come to the training room. I can handle the situation by myself. The students are on holiday right now, so I don't think there'll be many people attending the classes." Nian stopped for a second and continued, "I heard that our teacher had to clean up the mess for you again… Whom did you beat up this time?"

"I forgot. I don't really care." Angele was not concerned.

"I'm arriving soon. I'll see you later."

He looked at the three-level building on the right through the window. There was a white stone pillar in front of the door, and the word "Ultimate Training" was engraved on it. There was an old man taking a nap by the entrance. He was the security guard here.

"Here you go." Angele paid the driver.

"Thanks." The taxi driver checked the money and nodded.

Angele opened the door and got off the taxi. He looked at the old man and shook his head. He decided not to wake him up.

The area in front of the building was a large training ground. There were people jogging and training. There were also people playing field hockey. The hockey ball they used was blue; it was glowing for some reason.

Angele checked the training ground and headed to the main building.

He did not want to waste any time. Angele could only absorb one unit of the negative emotion energy; his attributes would be increased by one after absorbing ten units.

Angele was an experienced fighter. With the help of the biochip, he reached the third level quickly and would be able to reach the highest level sooner or later.

Also, the combat skill would only help him recover faster. He doubted if it would help him in the future.

He just wanted to live a peaceful life in the next three years so that he could regain his power.