Chapter 0183 – When People Create Rifts Between Them – Absolute Returns

The next day, as promised, I arrived at the Green Fist training ground.

Looking around, the training ground was filled with Iron Fist Disciples wearing green-colored practice clothes. Compared to those White Fist Disciples, their strength was clearly superior, and they revealed an expert demeanor between their hands and feet.

Since the Power Demon hadn’t shown up yet, I took this opportunity to chat with the surrounding Green Fist disciples. Naturally, they had all heard about my previous incident at the White Fist Training Ground.

“Young Lord, have you really mastered the essence of White Fist? I heard that you have only been there for seven or eight days.” A Green Fist disciple couldn’t help but ask.

“What about you? How long have you been at the White Fist training ground?” I didn’t answer his question directly, but asked in return.

“Me? I was there for two years.”

“If you haven’t laid a good foundation, I’m afraid it won’t be easy for you to make a breakthrough in the Green Fist training ground.”

Although he said words of concern, I could hear that he was actually questioning my strength.

“We’ve been practicing hard here for two years, while you passed the test in just a few days, that’s a bit too unfair, isn’t it? Could it be that this is the so-called ‘status privilege’?”

In the face of his questioning, I didn’t deliberately try to defend anything. I knew that there were certainly not a few people who had a grudge like him. And this kind of thing can’t be explained clearly in a few words.

After a while, Devil Quan finally appeared on the training ground. It was only then that I realized that he personally instructed all the Iron Fist disciples in their training every day, from White Fist to Black Fist, without exception.

To know, the other devils are only responsible for guiding their own personal disciples, as for those ordinary disciples, by their disciples to teach on behalf of. However, the right devil is able to do everything himself, this dedication is really admirable.

“Lord Quan Demon is able to do everything himself, this heart and temperament is truly admirable!” I purposely raised my volume and said loudly to Quan Demon.

I knew that those Green Fist disciples around me would definitely think that I was deliberately kissing ass when they heard my words. But only I myself knew that my words came from my heart.

In the East Fist Sect, there are very few people who dare to question Devil Quan, let alone praise him to his face. So, I decided to be the first one to eat the crab.

When Devil Quan heard my words, his gaze swept towards me like electricity. Without fear, I met his gaze and said loudly once again, “Lord Quan Demon, you have worked hard!”

I know that instead of saying a hundred kind words in private, it would be better to say a word of praise in front of everyone. What’s more, Devil Quan has given so much to the East Fist Sect, he deserves my appreciation.

However, Quan Demon just gave me a cold look and didn’t say anything. I knew that he must be thinking in his heart: what tricks is this kid playing again?

“Begin.” Demon Quan coldly dropped a sentence, then turned around and walked to the center of the training ground.

With a command from Quan Demon, the Green Fist training officially began.

Those Green Fist disciples had taken off their shirts, revealing their lean upper bodies. I knew that they were doing this so that I could see the movement of their muscles more clearly and thus learn the boxing techniques better.

Seeing this scene, those Green Fist disciples around me turned their gazes to me, their eyes filled with teasing and provocation.

“What? Is it possible that the Young Lord wants to take off his clothes as well?”

“Yes, we’ve already taken them off, if you don’t, won’t it look like we’re being too disrespectful?”

In the face of their flirting, I didn’t take offense, but smiled slightly and slowly unbuttoned my lapel.

“Swish!”

As my clothes hit the floor, a gasp erupted around me.

How could they not have expected that I, the pampered young master of the demonic sect, also possessed a body of lean muscles.

What shocked them even more was my body, which was covered with scars, big and small.

These scars are the marks I’ve made in countless life and death battles.

Each scar represents a poignant experience.

I looked at their surprised expressions and smiled, “I came here to learn how to get beaten less.”

Hearing my words, the corner of Quan Demon’s mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of imperceptible mockery flashed in his eyes.

I know he still doesn’t believe I can hold on.

“Start practicing!” Quan Demon no longer paid attention to me, but yelled at those Green Fist disciples.

Training in Green Fist is more combat-oriented than in White Fist.

Every movement was full of power and killing.

Also, the breathing method of Green Fist is more complex and subtle than White Fist.

While observing their movements, I used my divine sense to carefully perceive the rhythm of their breathing, trying to comprehend the subtleties of it.

“Lord Quan Demon, am I breathing correctly?” I practiced while asking for advice from Quan Demon.

“How did you learn this breathing technique?” Quan Demon didn’t answer my question, but asked in return.

“I figured it out on my own, based on the rhythm of their breathing.”

Upon hearing my reply, those Green Fist disciples around me revealed expressions of disbelief.

How could they not expect that I would be able to learn the breathing techniques that they had been practicing for years in just a few days?

However, Quan Demon was not the least bit surprised.

He knew that it was no accident that I was able to advance from the White Fist Training Ground to the Green Fist Training Ground in just a few days.

“Your talent is, indeed, very high.” Devil Power said indifferently, “However, talent alone is not enough, you still need to work harder.”

“I will.” I said firmly.

I knew that my performance had caught the attention of the power demon.

And that, in a nutshell, is what I want.

“Lord Power Demon, I have one more question!” I raised my hand again and asked loudly.

Over the next few days, I continued to train at a high intensity.

Those Green Fist disciples who were originally suspicious of me have gradually changed their views of me.

They were impressed by my hard work and talent and began to genuinely embrace me.

And I, too, have learned a lot from them.

“Lord Quan Demon, how should I utilize this ‘Voltron Fist’ move in a real battle?”

The questions I asked were no longer limited to those basic boxing moves, but began to involve some more advanced martial arts theories.

I know that with these questions, I am actually asking the devil of power for advice in disguise.

And the power demon, too, was happy to answer my questions.

He seemed to enjoy seeing me in such an inquisitive state.

“Your swordsmanship, why is it so overpowering?”

“Why did you choose to practice boxing?”

I asked questions that became more and more tricky and profound.

And Power Demon’s answers became more and more detailed and in-depth.

I knew that he was slowly starting to open up to me.

Five days later, Devil Quan announced my official promotion to Red Fist Disciple in front of all the Green Fist Disciples.

Upon hearing this news, those Green Fist disciples didn’t feel the slightest bit surprised, but instead, they all cast congratulatory glances at me.

They know that with my strength and talent, it’s only a matter of time before I advance.

Even the Green Fist disciple who initially questioned me came forward to apologize to me.

“Young Lord, it was me who was too narrow-minded before, so please forgive me for my rudeness.”

“It’s okay, I can understand how you feel.” I smiled, “If it were me, I’d be just as upset as you are.”

“You are so magnanimous!”