Ryan Grant was drenched in cold sweat. If he hadn’t arranged for the hunting team to evacuate the villagers in advance, if Owen Grant hadn’t come back to the village on vacation, this time The Grant Estate would have suffered heavy casualties!
“Third brother, are you alright?” Ryan Grant quickly helped up Owen Grant, whose body was on the verge of collapse.
Owen Grant’s body was tottering, his whole body soaked in cold sweat as if he’d been washed with water. The bones and meridians throughout his body creaked under the strain, and he leaned against Ryan Grant like a limp noodle.
“My internal energy burst out too much, I’ve strained all my muscles and bones! I’ll need at least a week to recover!”
Owen Grant wiped the sweat from his forehead and set down the flying stone bow. Looking at the golden-eyed eagle still struggling and screeching, the scar on his face, flushed red, twisted violently!
“The vitality of these demonic beasts far surpasses ours. I shot an arrow straight through its heart, and it can still struggle!”
Ryan Grant sighed, “Luckily you came back on vacation this time, otherwise the village would have been destroyed by this monster!”
Owen Grant struggled to his feet and performed a “Fierce Tiger Returns to the Mountain” move to calm his meridians.
“The golden-eyed eagle usually circles at altitudes above three thousand meters, preying on large beasts. It rarely attacks human villages. There’s something strange about this incident!”
“We’ll deal with whatever comes our way!” Ryan Grant saw the golden-eyed eagle in the distance finally stop struggling, its dark red blood flowing like mercury through the ruins.
“Regulate your breath and blood. I’ll go clean up.”
He then jumped off the roof, loudly calling the hunting team to tidy up the aftermath.
Owen Grant nodded, but didn’t go down. Instead, he suddenly dropped flat on the rooftop like a fierce tiger, landing on all fours! His muscles swelled and relaxed, his spine twisting like a dragon. Inside his body came the sound of tendons and bones rubbing together, like a tiger’s roar!
……
Logan Grant lay in bed, listening carefully to the commotion outside. His father, Lucas Grant, looked anxious, pacing nervously around the room.
“Boom!”
“Caw!”
“Clatter!”
The house suddenly shook violently, and the teacup on the table fell to the ground and shattered! Lucas Grant threw himself over Logan Grant, dust falling from the roof, and in an instant, both father and son were covered in dirt.
“Cough! Cough!”
After a while, Lucas Grant coughed a few times, stood up, opened the window, and looked out repeatedly.
“Whew! It’s alright now, your third uncle shot down that big bird!”
The white cloth on Logan Grant’s upper body was now gray, making him look quite disheveled.
“Dad, sit down and rest for a while! You’ve been taking care of me for two days. Your health is important, I’m really fine now!”
Lucas Grant waved his hand, “I’ll go out and have a look, you rest.” With that, he closed the door and went outside.
……
Mirror world, martial arts arena.
Logan Grant stood with his arms crossed, looking speechlessly a yard ahead. Emily Foster, wearing a tiger-head hat, waved her chubby arms and staggered toward him, then reached out, curled her finger, and flicked.
Watching Emily Foster dissolve into light and disappear, Logan Grant fell into thought.
[Heavenly Projection Mirror: Activated (Damaged, currently Fragmented Supreme Level)]
[Mirror Master: Logan Grant]
[Source Power: 12 points]
[Main World Projection: 1, Owen Grant, can be challenged, 1 attempt remaining]
[Heavenly Projections: 2, William Turner, already challenged, 0 attempts remaining. Emily Foster, already challenged, 0 attempts remaining]
[Heavenly Projection Pool: Choose to activate (cost varies), random activation (minimum 1 point of source power per attempt)]
[Heavenly Warehouse: Fragmented “Yoga Technique”, Fragmented “Horse Stance”, Fragmented “Firearms Mastery”, Fragmented “Throwing Knife Technique”, One-Star “Xingyi Boxing”, Emily Foster’s baby bottle……]
Logan Grant exhaled lightly, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth. “It’s been two months, and I’ve finally gathered the 12 source power needed for Xingyi Boxing.”
“Manifest, Xingyi Boxing!”
A streak of purple light rose from the mirror, shooting straight into Logan Grant’s mind!
[Manifesting Xingyi Boxing… 12 points of source power… Manifesting… Manifestation complete!]
“Boom!”
Logan Grant’s mind trembled, and a stream of information surfaced.
Xingyi Boxing!
Xingyi Three-Body Stance!
Xingyi Five Element Fists! Splitting, Crashing, Drilling, Pounding, Crossing.
Xingyi Twelve Animal Forms: Dragon, Tiger, Monkey, Horse, Chicken, Hawk, Swallow, Snake, Crocodile, Horse, Eagle, Bear.
Tiger Form Divine Technique!
……
A flood of information poured in.
Logan Grant felt as if he were dreaming. In the dream, a young man codenamed “Wolf,” named William Turner, trained hard in Xingyi Boxing under the master “Robert Turner”...
In life-and-death battles, his boxing skills advanced rapidly...
He advanced to Grandmaster, practicing the Tiger Form Divine Technique...
Scene after scene, images of William Turner practicing Xingyi Boxing flashed through Logan Grant’s mind like a movie.
In a short time, all the Xingyi Boxing experience William Turner had accumulated in his life was absorbed and mastered by Logan Grant!
“Xingyi Boxing!”
Logan Grant let out a long breath and slowly assumed the Three-Body Stance.
He rounded his chest and pulled back his shoulders, his hands forming tiger claws, the soles of his feet hollow as if walking on muddy ground. Starting with the Three-Body Stance, he sometimes shifted to the Five Element Fists, sometimes to the Twelve Animal Forms, the essence of the boxing art flowing smoothly.
Logan Grant’s small body moved and shifted across the ten-zhang-wide open space, as smooth as flowing clouds and water! The more he practiced, the more exhilarated he felt! Every muscle and tendon in his body was under perfect control!
After a long while, Logan Grant slowly finished with the Three-Body Stance.
“Whew!”