Technological practice: leading the human race to the stars

Chapter 3: Concentration in "Flow"
The next day, Yuanze came to the martial arts gym as usual to train martial arts.

The receptionists at the martial arts gym had been huddled together and whispering a while ago, but when they saw him approaching, they immediately fell silent and sat upright in their seats.

"Hello sir, here is something for you."

The polite voice of the staff at the front desk of the martial arts gym still couldn't hide their perfunctory and arrogant attitude, and their eyes were full of disdain.

She called Yuanze and handed him a gift box with one hand.

"Master Li told you to change into new clothes and go to the main training ground to find him today."

"understood."

Yuanze agreed, took the things, and walked towards the changing room without looking back.

The receptionist looked at his back, crossed his arms and frowned, turned around, exchanged a mocking look with others, and quickly walked back to the front desk. The envious look on his face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a gloomy look.

"Sisters, look at him. What's so great about him? Isn't it just that he has a good master?" Her tone revealed obvious dissatisfaction and jealousy.

"Really? The last time I helped you, you didn't even give me a tip. What a poor bastard." Another woman agreed, pinching her fingers together and pointing in the direction of Yuanze.

"That's right, don't you even look at your own weight?"

"..."

Yuanze was gradually going away, but his keen hearing still caught those subtle complaints. No wonder they were like that.

After all, if it weren't for the support of my master, it would be very difficult for me to support the huge expenses of practicing in a martial arts school with my own family.

Yuanze walked through the curtain and smiled.

Yuanze opened his own locker, which was empty except for a full-length mirror.

He immediately understood himself in the mirror. He still looked like a weak scholar. According to the past standards, he was definitely a "thin dog".

But this could not hide his tall and smooth figure, and his pair of bright and sharp eyes.

"It would be great if my body could be stronger, so that it could hold more source power."

When Yuanze took off his shirt, his two rows of ribs were clearly visible. No wonder he sighed like that.

Yuanze opened the gift box and put on the new training suit. It fit Yuanze's body perfectly but was not tight at all. He could move freely. The training suit could also show his physical condition at any time. It must be another expensive gift from his master.

Yuanze walked towards the training room outside the locker room, then hurried back as if he remembered something he had missed. After rummaging around in the locker, he grabbed a small bottle of blue liquid and stuffed it into his pocket before leaving the locker room.

This was not his first time going to the main training ground, and the master was still waiting at the old place.

That familiar side profile figure is not tall and sturdy, but lonely and upright.

There is an indescribable power, as if every movement contains strength; his back stands tall like an ancient pine tree, and his deep eyes reveal the confidence that he is in control of everything.

"Hello, master!"

"it is good!"

Yuanze's loud shout represents his enterprising spirit and unyielding determination.

The shouts from the master and disciple attracted the attention of several masters who were resting nearby. Many students even stopped their training after hearing these two shouts, causing their masters to scold them angrily.

It was at this time that a mocking voice became louder.

"The foundation of martial arts lies in strength." Zhang Xiao deliberately scolded his apprentice who was training, and then looked at Yuan Ze and his apprentice with interest, his voice became louder, "Otherwise, everything will be in vain!"

Li Haisheng glanced at Zhang Xiao, tilted his mouth slightly, and looked at him with contempt. Silence is better than words at this time.

Strength cannot be expressed with words.

Li Haisheng led Yuanze across the main training ground and into a quiet back room.

In Li Haisheng's eyes, martial arts is not only the embodiment of strength but also the crystallization of wisdom. Brute force alone cannot bring out the full strength and cannot be used in actual combat.

"It's true that strength is the basis of combat, but how to use it is also a science." Li Haisheng paused, called up a holographic projection of human anatomy, and continued to explain the principles of muscle force.

"Long before the catastrophe, humans had figured out a simple way to fight back. They tightened their muscles, turning them from soft to hard. The muscles attached to the body like a layer of armor, thus playing a protective role. When they swung out, they struck. When they held back, they resisted the blow."

"But ancient China has a very special power."

"Master, the book says that there is a hidden force in ancient China, an invisible force, a way of exerting force that is almost lost."

"That's right and that's not right. In fact, dark energy is just one of its ways of use. To be more precise, it should be called internal energy."

After saying that, Li Haisheng took a horse stance and immediately raised his hand to attack. The movement was so quick that Yuanze could only see the movement of his shoulder.

Immediately after the sonic boom ended, another crisp "pop" sound was heard.
Yuan Ze's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said thoughtfully: "Master, I want to see it again."

"no problem."

Li Haisheng nodded in agreement.

When he was ready to go again, Yuanze immediately immersed himself in the state of "flow", and everything around him seemed to slow down. However, even with such stagnant time, Yuanze was unable to fully capture every detail of his master's movements. The flow of power had just dissipated as soon as it touched his perception.

"What did you feel?" Li Haisheng smiled at Yuanze. His apprentice had a high level of comprehension, but at most he should be able to see some uses, and he should not be able to capture these details.

"That's it, that's how I should put it?" Yuan Ze came out of this state, thinking in his mind, "It's that the action was like resisting the blow at the beginning, but it was a bit like fighting back at the end, but there is a contradiction between the two, and also..."

"There is no contradiction." Li Haisheng was very satisfied with Yuanze's answer, so he interrupted his apprentice and wanted to continue explaining.

"Master, I feel something else."

"What do you think."

"I feel that there is a force in your body flowing to your shoulders, and then you can exert such power."

Yuanze made some adjustments and imitated it: "It's just like this, but I don't have as much power as Master that is flowing to a certain place."

Li Haisheng suddenly became serious and asked Yuanze to do it again.

It was still that clumsy and even somewhat ridiculous shoulder strike action, but Li Haisheng saw the source power in his body turning into Qi, and then flowing to Yuanze's shoulder, and even enhancing some of the source power.

"How many more surprises do I have to give myself?"

Li Haisheng sighed in his heart. Over the years, Yuanze's comprehension has never disappointed him. However, after trying thousands of methods, his Yuan force did not increase. He even began to doubt his judgment when he first met Yuanze.

However, the clouds will eventually clear and the sun will rise.

"It seems that the family secret method is worth a try!"

But soon, Li Haisheng hesitated, because once the secret method was exposed, he would be safe, but Yuanze would definitely be hunted down endlessly by the family.

To pass it on or not to pass it on?
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(End of this chapter)