Although Guo Wangqiang was stronger than him, he couldn't catch up to the experienced and cunning Ming Zhitian. After all, he had once stood at the pinnacle of the martial artists' hierarchy.
With a few swift movements, Ming Zhitian vanished. Guo Wangqiang, having chased nothing, angrily chopped down a large tree!
Guo Wangqiang returned to the cave and was eating roast crocodile with Guo Xirang when they heard continuous rumbling from outside.
Guo Xirang frowned, "Who is it again? Wangqiang, go check."
Guo Wangqiang was a little displeased, "Me again? Why don't you go?"
Guo Xirang said, "Or you can do the roasting?"
Guo Wangqiang reluctantly got up and stormed out, "Which brat thinks they have too many lives?!"
"It's you again!"
Ming Zhitian waved a greeting, "Hey, hello. It's alright, you guys do your thing, I'll do my training. We won't interfere with each other."
Guo Wangqiang chased after him again, "Get lost!"
Ming Zhitian took off running, and Guo Wangqiang, unable to catch him, chased back and forth. Time quickly passed into the night.
Guo Wangqiang returned, looking disheveled and muttering, "That scoundrel runs too fast. If he ran any slower, I would have killed you!"
Guo Xirang lit a bonfire and finished roasting the crocodile. He looked at Guo Wangqiang, "Still didn't catch him? Useless."
Guo Wangqiang got angry, "What did you say?!"
Guo Xirang stood up directly, "I said you're useless! You can't even catch someone in the early stage of Tai Chi. What face do we people in the Qiankun early stage have?"
Guo Wangqiang roared, "Don't you spout sarcastic remarks here. That scoundrel is too cunning. If you don't believe me, chase him next time!"
Guo Xirang twisted his head left and right, "If you say so, I will."
After midnight, as the sky began to lighten, the sound of碎石 (suì shí -碎石) could be heard from outside! ...
Guo Wangqiang was startled awake! Guo Xirang opened his eyes. Guo Wangqiang sneered, "It's your turn."
Guo Xirang grunted, "Half an incense stick's time, and I'll have him caught."
Guo Xirang dashed out with two leaps. Ming Zhitian had just broken through the second mountain.
Seeing Guo Xirang's punch coming, Ming Zhitian didn't linger to fight and immediately turned to flee.
"Where do you think you're running, you brat!"
Ming Zhitian looked back and made a face, "I'm not telling you where I'm running. What are you looking at? I'm looking at you. So what!"
Guo Xirang was enraged. Ming Zhitian had said everything, showing no respect to him, Guo Xirang!
Guo Xirang was faster than Guo Wangqiang. Just as he was about to catch up to Ming Zhitian, Ming Zhitian immediately began to run at his maximum speed!
It had been a long time since he had run at maximum speed. He remembered the last time he used it was when he was teaching the elite of the Angel Legion as their instructor.
Guo Xirang chased for a long time, but Ming Zhitian had vanished. Enraged, he destroyed many medicinal herbs on the path in his frustration.
Guo Xirang returned to the cave. Guo Wangqiang laughed at him, "Half an incense stick's time probably wasn't enough, right? Or should I give you another half an incense stick to make it a full one?"
Guo Xirang glared at him, "Forget it. Let the kid be. As long as he doesn't get in here."
Guo Wangqiang nodded, "Hmm, in a month, we'll ambush him before he leaves the cave and take care of him!"
Guo Xirang nodded, "It seems that's the only way."
At noon, Ming Zhitian, the mischievous troublemaker, returned. He began his training, using both fists and feet. He wanted to seize every day to improve his strength so he could return to Bieyang City and protect the one who was waiting for him.
Soon, Guo Wangqiang and Guo Xirang emerged from the cave. They didn't go far, just trained nearby, occasionally keeping an eye on Ming Zhitian, wary of him entering the cave when they weren't paying attention.
Ten days later, Ming Zhitian had advanced to the mid-stage of Tai Chi!
Guo Wangqiang smiled slightly, "This scoundrel didn't come for nothing. He advanced in just over ten days, but that's probably his limit."
Ming Zhitian ignored them and continued his training. Guo Wangqiang and the other watched Ming Zhitian's peculiar boxing and kicking techniques. They were well-executed and quite formal, earning them some admiration.
Guo Xirang couldn't help but ask, "May I know which school or family you learned from?"
Ming Zhitian glanced at them, "Learned by myself."
Guo Xirang knew he wouldn't say more and didn't press, "I've never seen such methodical training before, and your leg speed is so fast. You must come from a military family, right?"
Guo Wangqiang looked at his simple clothes with some disdain, "Even if he has military connections, he's probably just the son of some retired old soldiers."