Chapter 14: Decision (Part 1) Seeking Collection

  Time flies quickly, Tang Jie's physical quality is excellent, and he has received Horn's magical treatment. With Nia's careful care, his injuries have recovered quickly. Some scabbed and scarred areas have begun to fall off, revealing fresh, tender, and fair skin.

  Tang Jie lay in bed, unable to get out of bed. Every day, he could only lie in bed and feel the flow of energy inside his body, recalling the various gains he had gained from a battle to the death that day.

  At the same time, he was also thinking about a question: where would he go in the future?

  Arriving in another unfamiliar world is not as simple as moving house, saying you can start a new life doesn't mean you can start a new life, saying you can put down the old past doesn't mean you can put down the old past.

  The initial panic and confusion of arriving in a strange world had gradually subsided, and the shocking sea disaster and great war had also calmed down. When the sea was no longer turbulent and no longer filled with cries of killing, the peaceful and serene sea breeze would carry Tang Jie's thoughts, soaring thousands of miles away.

  What should I do?

  Or maybe I came into this world, what exactly did I want to do?

  Tang Jie opened his eyes and gazed out of the window at a crescent moon, letting out a soft sigh.

  It was already the fifth night after he woke up, and he could clearly feel that his body had made a significant recovery. Although he still couldn't engage in intense combat, getting out of bed and moving around was no longer a problem.

  He slowly got out of bed, wanting to find something to wear, but found that the clothes he was wearing when he crossed over had already been washed clean by Nia and placed neatly aside, folded with crisp edges.

  Tang Jie smiled slightly, unexpectedly Nia's thoughts were so meticulous.

  These days, Niya has been taking care of him without avoiding suspicion from others, and this has left a feeling in his heart that cannot be expressed.

  He put on his clothes, pushed open the door and came into the narrow corridor of the cabin.

  The last time he came to this cabin corridor, he was chased all the way and became a prisoner. But this time when he stood here, he was the guest of honor on this ship, a great hero admired by everyone.

  The wonder of life's experiences is nothing more than this.

  Tang Jie smiled and shook his head.

  The Inferno itself was a twin-masted Flying Fish-class warship, its hull not very large, especially the walkways between cabins were extremely narrow, only allowing 2 people to walk side by side.

  Although the sailors scrub and maintain it every day, you can still see that this ship has been through many years of wind and rain. Even the wooden walls inside the cabin have a brownish-yellow color of vicissitudes, and the several oil lamps hanging on the cabin wall make the cabin shine with a dim yellow light, shaking out a flickering flame as the sea boat rises and falls in the waves.

  Tang Jie passed by the sailors' quarters, took a glance through the slightly ajar door, and saw that most of the sailors were already fast asleep. The sound of snoring coming from inside was like thunder, causing Tang Jie to shake his head.

  Crawling out of the cabin and onto the deck, he was suddenly hit with a refreshing sea breeze that wrapped him tightly in its arms.

  Tang Jie had not gotten out of bed for over ten days, let alone left his room or come up to the deck to gaze at the sea under the starry sky.

  At a glance, under the vast and twinkling starry sky, the sea stretches out endlessly, making it impossible to see what lies ahead or behind. It seems that wherever one looks, the scenery is all the same. The only thing that can be seen is wave after wave surging forward, crashing against the ship's hull, producing a succession of waves sounds, gurgling and splashing.

  Tang Jie felt like the ship beneath him, unsure of where he was headed, unaware of his ultimate destination. All he could sense was the vast expanse of the endless sea and its mysterious majesty.

  During the last stormy sea battle, Ke Layer had thought that the ocean would be as calm and gentle as it was now, like a quiet maiden.

  Tang Jie let out a long sigh, not getting out of bed for a long time. His whole body seemed to have accumulated a stagnant air that made him feel extremely depressed. He stretched his fists and feet, only to feel a force inside him stirring restlessly, his blood flowing faster, like a horse that had been locked in a stable for a long time, wanting to gallop and whinny loudly.

  Whoa, one punch strikes out!

  The left fist is in front, the five fingers are released at the moment of virtual grasping, and when the power reaches its peak, it instantly grasps to seek the strongest explosive force in the shortest time; The right hand is behind, with five fingers open, like a flash of virtual cover door, always ready to defend against the opponent's counterattack, see the move and dismantle the move.

  Feet staggered, counter-stepping half a month, every step following each fist, every step seemingly treading on the crest of surging waves, borrowing this force to multiply the power of the fists.

  Tang Zhen's training in Zhao-style internal fist was quite rare, and when it came down to it, there were only a few fist frames, each with its own unique characteristics. However, if one were to ask about the unique aspects of Zhao-style internal fist, the old man who taught Tang Zhen boxing would proudly raise two fingers and say two words: "Fa Jin!"

  In various schools and factions of fist techniques, the methods for cultivating and emitting internal energy are different.

  Some cultivate external strength and seek to be strong and powerful, while others cultivate internal strength and seek to be gentle and powerful. Some people can shatter rocks with one punch, which is external power, while others may not be able to break stones with their bare hands, but when they hit a person, the person's internal organs are severely damaged, which is internal power.

  Tang Jie clearly remembered the old man saying that those who seek external power, even if they have cultivated to the highest realm, can still comprehend the power of Taiyin from Taiyang. However, this method of cultivation is too damaging to the body, and it's easy to suffer losses. By the time one reaches their thirties or forties, they will be plagued by illnesses, which is not desirable. On the other hand, those who seek internal power often have weaker physical bodies compared to external family members, with a lower ability to withstand impact, and are at a disadvantage in real combat.

  So, the old man said that cultivating both internal and external skills is the royal way.

  Tang Jie had practiced boxing for ten years, and the moves he had practiced were truly countable on one's fingers, especially in terms of boxing techniques.

  Every day, apart from practicing root strength by standing on stakes, it's about experiencing the realm of full-body exertion through simple punching techniques like flat punches, thrusting punches, and left-right hook punches.

  This exercise is for ten years.

  His feet stuck to the ground, like an old tree taking root, and also like a giant absorbing power from the earth. When Tang Jie stood still, his breath sank, his whole body relaxed like cotton, and his body would unconsciously have a force from head to toe pressing down on his soles. Then his toes and heels tightly curled into an arc shape, like a spring, rapidly rebounding this force back.

  This power, from the toes to the ankle, from the ankle to the calf, thigh, hip, waist, abdomen, chest, and then transmitted to the shoulders, upper arm, forearm, wrist, and finally transmitted to the fist, the strength of hundreds of muscles all over the body is superimposed together, and the lethality burst out is terrible!

  This is like a small snowball that starts rolling down from the top of a snowy mountain, initially tiny and insignificant, but as it continues to roll and accumulate, the snowball grows bigger and bigger, transforming from a small snowball into a large one, and eventually into a terrifying avalanche!

  This is the unique explosive technique of Zhao-style Neijiaquan - Avalanche!

  It sounds incredibly simple, but it's actually extremely difficult to the point of being unimaginable.

  The entire body's hundreds of muscles complete a wave-like energy transfer in an instant, and if any joint makes even the slightest mistake, it will be a near miss, with strength greatly discounted.

  Tang Jie had never been able to grasp the realm of "Avalanche" before crossing over. If it weren't for Tang Jie's life being in danger after crossing over, and facing a life-or-death struggle, he wouldn't have been able to tap into his body's greatest potential, and he feared that he would never be able to attain this realm in his lifetime.

  Tang Jie threw a punch, feeling that he could not only grab power from the ground, but also borrow power from the waves. Lying in bed for half a month, now getting out of bed and stretching his fists and feet, the refreshing feeling in between was really hard to describe to others.

  He threw a few punches, powerful and sinking, his kung fu had improved compared to that battle, but Tang Jie shook his head, he still felt that if he encountered another third-level sword fighter again, it would be more dangerous than lucky.

  What am I supposed to do?

  Tang Jie furrowed his brow and stood still on the spot, falling into deep thought.

  "What are you doing here? Are you feeling better?" A soft voice broke into Tang Jie's deep thoughts.

  He turned his head and saw Nia's golden hair fluttering slightly in the sea breeze, although there was no smile on her face, but the gaze in her eyes had a concerned and gentle color.

  Tang Jie smiled: "Are you on duty on the deck today?"

  Nina turned her head and glanced at the sailor on the helm, she smiled: "No, it's not my turn today. I just couldn't sleep a bit, came up to take a look."

  Tang Jie looked at her, opened his mouth, and suddenly wanted to say: The long night is endless, I have no intention of sleeping, I thought only I couldn't sleep, unexpectedly Crystal girl you also can't sleep?

  If the other person is a clever guy, he will surely say with pretence: Is it you, stinky monkey?

  Thus, a series of misunderstandings and misadventures unfolded.

  Unfortunately, Nia would definitely not understand the cleverness of this sentence, and it's naturally impossible for this world to have a dialogue like Journey to the West.

  Tang Jie suddenly realized that he was no longer in his familiar world from before, but rather in a strange and unfamiliar otherworld.

  He smiled wryly: "You can't sleep either? Me neither. I came up to take a walk, it should be fine, right? They won't arrest me again, will they?"

  Nina recalled the scene when she first met him and treated him as a spy, feeling a bit embarrassed herself. She sighed: "My father said that a man's heart should be as broad as the sea, what do you think?"

  Tang Jie smiled and said: "So it seems I'm the one who's being petty?"

  "Who says it isn't?" Nia smiled with pursed lips.

  Two people laughed and walked shoulder to shoulder to the stern of the boat, Tang Jie's hands were propped on the side of the boat, staring at the vast black sea, a little distracted.

  Niya had been too embarrassed to face Tang Jie for several days after an extremely awkward incident, and even when she did see him, she would put on a straight face and not dare speak to him.

  She didn't intend to disturb him tonight, but seeing him practicing his fists on the boat with a unique posture sparked her interest and attention, so she went forward to chat with him. At this time, seeing his expression when he stood at the bow of the boat looking out at the sea was desolate and lonely, with a heavy heart, she became even more worried.

  "What are you thinking?" Nia asked tentatively.

  Tang Jie let out a sigh, turned around, and sat down with his back against the ship's side, then patted the spot beside him, indicating for her to sit as well.

  "I'm thinking of my old world, my old home..."

  "World? Home?" Nia's eyes looked mysterious and bright under the starry sky, she blinked her eyes, waiting for his next words.

  Under the starry night sky, the cold and lonely moonlight always makes people let go of their guard, pouring out their past.

  Tang Jie smiled: "What kind of person do you think I am?"

  Niya was asked by Tang Jie a bit suddenly, she thought for a moment, and sat down in the same way as Tang Jie, with her knees curled up and her arms around them: "You are the bravest, most daring, and most reckless man I have ever seen."

  Tang Jie burst out laughing: "You're the first person to praise me like that, you really know how to comfort me."

  Nia raised an eyebrow: "I swear to the sea god Tira, I absolutely didn't mean to comfort you."

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