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Chapter 72 The Road to Fighting Monsters

At the welcome party.

Everyone was toasting each other and talking and laughing.

Around dusk, everyone was a little tipsy and left one after another.

As we walked out of the courtyard, a group of bodyguards and drivers came forward quickly.

Several old men did not get on the bus immediately, and the drunkenness on their faces was instantly blown away by the cold wind.

"You think Fang Cheng is so strong naturally? Could he have that kind of background?"

"No, Senior Brother Ma has a very sharp eye. Besides, Wu Datong has also investigated him..."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you one thing. When I was boxing in Jiangbin Park, I often saw him coming over to exercise..."

Not to mention that several old comrades were secretly speculating about a young man.

In the courtyard, some people left and some stayed.

Fang Cheng and Wu Datong, who stayed behind, sat in a quiet room in the inner house.

Opposite him was Ma Jianguo and an older man with a more gentle appearance, namely Wu Dewang from Baihemen.

Both of them looked at Fang Cheng with rather obscure eyes.

"I know you have a lot of questions."

Ma Jianguo took a sip of his after-meal tea and spoke slowly:
"But before that, let me ask you a question, and I hope you can answer truthfully."

"You have learned boxing, Sanda, Jiu-Jitsu, Muay Thai and many other fighting techniques. You are strong enough to crush professional players, but you don't fight in the competition. Why?"

Fang Cheng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

You can't say that you just want to gain experience and upgrade your skills, right?

Seeing Fang Cheng hesitate and remain silent, Ma Jianguo's eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at him:
"Because of your father's death, you are also trying to explore a way to surpass the physical limits of ordinary people and find a way to fight those monsters, right?"

Fang Cheng suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Feeling the sharp meaning in it, Ma Jianguo couldn't help but look away, pretending to be calm and took another sip of tea.

"I'm very sorry about your father's matter. When I sent people to investigate, I found that there were indeed many suspicious points."

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng glanced at Wu Datong beside him.

It's almost certain that this guy is investigating his own family background.

Wu Datong scratched his head and smiled at him embarrassedly.

"Fang Cheng."

Ma Jianguo continued, "My judgment is similar to yours. There is a high probability that the real serial killer from seventeen years ago is hiding among those monsters."

Fang Cheng asked noncommittally: "Have you also seen monsters?"

"Seen?"

Before Ma Jianguo could answer, Wu Dewang, who was sitting next to him, suddenly smiled bitterly and took over the conversation:
"Which member of our Martial Arts Research Society has not been a victim of those monsters?"

As the two were talking, Wu Datong couldn't help but clench his fists until they crackled, and there seemed to be flames of hatred in his eyes that were about to burst out.

"No, it's more like a survivor, a lucky one."

Wu Dewang glanced at Wu Datong, then sighed again:
"The world seems to be prosperous and peaceful. We can choose to be ordinary people and live a plain life."

"If there are natural disasters or man-made disasters during this period, we will just be the unlucky ones who died in a traffic accident or explosion reported in the news."

"But when you accidentally see the tip of the dark iceberg and see the bloody and cruel world, it is difficult to continue to live a peaceful life like ordinary people."

"You will always wonder if danger will come upon you one day, and if those monsters who enjoy killing or even eating people will suddenly come to your door?"

"Even though we are successful, wealthy and powerful in society, in the eyes of those monsters, we are no different from lambs to be slaughtered."

"Sigh..." The light in the room was dim. No one spoke for a while, only sighs were heard.

Fang Cheng was silent for a moment before he slowly asked:
"How exactly are they stronger than ordinary humans, and where do they get their abilities from?"

Ma Jianguo replied in a deep voice:
"It can be said that it is an innate talent, or it may be due to some special encounter that one instantly gains abilities that surpass those of ordinary people."

"It's definitely not like us who rely on daily diligent exercise to gradually improve physical strength."

"The various abilities they use are close to magic or miracles. The gap between them is like a chasm that cannot be made up by hard training."

A natural strength?

Fang Cheng couldn't help but think of the explanation about "talent" on the panel.

"You should have heard about the Xishan explosion, right?"

Wu Dewang went on to explain:

"Although the truth of this incident was covered up by the authorities, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it was those monsters who caused the destruction, and the impact will probably be far-reaching."

“Don’t the government and the police have any countermeasures?”

Fang Cheng's heart trembled, with a little hope.

"Yes, but perhaps there are some reasons unknown to us ordinary people, and we cannot completely eradicate those monsters hiding in the dark."

"It is better to rely on yourself than on others. Only by becoming stronger can you be right."

"The purpose of our martial arts research association is to find ways to fight monsters from the experience passed down by the sages of past generations. We use health preservation methods in conjunction with exercise methods to break the limits of the human body and achieve physical and mental transformation."

"There has been some initial progress on this road, and you have seen it with your own eyes."

Ma Jianguo and Wu Dewang, as president and vice president, successively made explanations.

"Qigong?"

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed.

"Correct."

Seeing that he was still a little confused, Wu Dewang said patiently:

"In fact, qigong is not new. It has existed since ancient times, at least as far back as the Neolithic Age. Ancient murals show scenes of practicing qigong. At that time, it was probably called the Health Preservation Daoyin Technique."

"Later, the inner alchemy practiced by Taoists and the inner strength skills derived from them passed on to martial arts sects actually all fall into the category of qigong."

In addition to being a master of White Crane Fist, he is also a professor of history and paleoanthropology at Toudou University.

"When qigong is mentioned, many people will instinctively reject it. If we change it to a more fashionable term, 'human life science', to study how to use consciousness to actively regulate human physiological functions, wouldn't it be more reasonable?"

"I held an academic seminar on the human body's super self-healing power and health-preserving exercises at Dongdu University, but unfortunately there were only a few listeners."

At this time, Wu Datong, who had been silent, also spoke:
"I was also skeptical about this kind of thing at first, but I changed my mind after meeting Brother Ma."

Ma Jianguo snorted slightly with a reserved look, picked up the teacup, and looked at Fang Cheng:

"Qigong is a long-term skill, unlike boxing, Sanda and other external martial arts that can be mastered quickly."

"Not only does it require extremely high talent, but it also requires years of persistence. You can't rush it, and it may even delay your work and life."

"It took your senior uncles at least ten years to make some progress."

"So, are you sure you want to practice this technique?"

Fang Cheng nodded without hesitation:
"I want to learn."

Although Ma Dong Hyuk warned about the disadvantages of practicing Qigong, he is a man with a panel.

"As long as you can let me get a foot in the door, I will definitely upgrade you to the maximum level!"

Fang Cheng said silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)