Age: My Small World

"Alright."

Men want to lend a hand, and Yang Jun was no exception.

When he was trying to break up the fight, the man hardly used any force, so he didn't know what kind of boxing the man was practicing, but it felt somewhat familiar.

Sun Bu saw the two of them about to walk to the side and quickly followed, fearing that something might happen to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun gave him a reassuring look before stopping.

Upon reaching an open space, the man enthusiastically took Yang Jun's hand.

The contest between the two was not a battle of wide-ranging moves, but rather a contest of force exertion, using close-quarters combat and even grappling techniques.

After just one round, Yang Jun suddenly realized the answer.

"So you're a soldier, comrade."

The man was even more surprised.

"you know?"

While they were talking, neither of them stopped moving and continued to break down the force.

Yang Jun intercepted his chokehold and then laughed, "The fighting techniques in the army are in no way inferior to any internal martial arts, and their lethality is even greater."

That's right, the man was using martial arts techniques, which is why Yang Jun was so familiar with them.

Strictly speaking, he was only a little bit away from becoming a master of martial arts. If he used the same martial arts techniques as the man, he might not be much worse than him.

Do it when you think of it.

Yang Jun changed his moves and withdrew the power of his Tongbei Fist.

When the man realized something was wrong and tried to pull back, he exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?"

"Comrade, are you also in the military?"

Yes, Yang Jun used martial arts techniques, and his process of dismantling the man was almost a one-to-one imitation.

Of course, men can tell.

Moreover, because Yang Jun's martial arts skills were so proficient that they were almost on par with his, the man naturally assumed that he came from the same background.

Yang Jun shook his head: "No, I'm just a student."

"student?"

The man shook his head, not quite believing it. After all, his fighting skills were quite good, already better than many of his subordinates. How could he possibly be a student?

"Hehe, don't disbelieve me, I just have a good master."

As Yang Jun spoke, he simultaneously sensed the man's energy circulating within him.

His perception was maximized, as if he could see with his own eyes how the man's strength flowed within his body.

Then, Yang Jun began to muster the strength in his body.

He wanted to take advantage of this sparring opportunity to improve his martial arts skills. If he succeeded, it would be a happy thing, and his punches and kicks would become more varied.

Even if he fails, it's alright. His body can withstand such an impact, and besides, he will recover from his injuries soon after drinking the spiritual water.

The idea of ​​breaking through in battle only exists in TV dramas and novels. In reality, if someone dared to do this, they would likely end up with their energy running wild and damaging their meridians.

In other words, Yang Jun possessed strong control, and he used his perception to guide the direction of the force, keeping it stable. Otherwise, he would have collapsed to the ground by now.

"Who is your master?" After a long while, the man finally remembered to ask this question.

Perhaps at first he couldn't quite believe that Yang Jun, a non-military person, could have mastered martial arts to this level.

"Yan Wu, I don't know if you've heard of him."

"Hmm...hmm? Who did you say?"

The man's breath hitched suddenly, and he halted, ceasing his fight. His eyes widened as he stared at Yang Jun, as if he were looking at a foreigner.

Yang Jun let out a long breath, then touched his nose and asked, "Is there a problem?"

He has just successfully reviewed the flow of energy in his martial arts techniques. If he's lucky, he might be able to break through his martial arts limitations after a few more tries.

Despite the good fortune that was about to befall him, Yang Jun remained expressionless.

"You're actually Instructor Yan's apprentice, no wonder."

The man gave a wry smile, then looked at him with gleaming eyes.

"Instructor Yan?" Yang Jun was somewhat taken aback. Upon hearing this title, he knew that the man was probably someone whose skills had been taught by Master Yan in the army.

Sure enough, the man pressed on, "Comrade, how is Instructor Yan now?"

He then quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself to you yet."

"Hello comrade, my name is Tian Youzong. I was a student of Instructor Yan in the army. Strictly speaking, we are also fellow students."

"Uh."

Yang Jun was taken aback, then waved his hand and said, "No need, let's each talk our own thing."

"Yes, yes." The man was quite insistent.

"Junior brother, how is the instructor doing? Many of us have written to him, but he hasn't replied to us at all, and we don't know anything about his current situation."

Tian Youzong gave a wry smile. Judging from his expression, he did seem to miss Yan Wu quite a bit.

"My master is doing well. He's now the captain of the security team at the steel plant, and he lives and eats at the plant every month."

Upon hearing this, Tian Youzong was immediately delighted and said, "That's great! The instructor can finally have a more stable life now."

"Junior brother, you have no idea how dangerous our instructors used to train us. I doubt you'll ever experience that again."

As he spoke, he began to recall some memories.

Yang Jun thought for a moment. When Yan Wu became his instructor, it must have been more than 20 years ago. At that time, it was a special period, so the training intensity was naturally very high.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Tian Youzong was able to successfully break through and become one of the grandmasters.

"Beep..." Suddenly a whistle sounded, indicating that the train was about to depart again.

Tian Youzong said anxiously, "Junior brother, which carriage are you in? I'll come find you later."

Yang Jun quickly told them the location of the carriage, and then the two of them hurried back.

Fortunately, they didn't go too far, and the train didn't depart for quite a while.

"You scared me to death! I thought you wouldn't make it."

It was Tu Xingguo who spoke; he was quite empathetic and was getting anxious for Yang Jun.

Yang Jun glanced at Sun Buyong and Wei Ye. He had made a mistake this time by not communicating with them in time, and the two of them must have been a little anxious just now.

"Comrade Tu Xingguo, why don't you tell everyone what you're going to do when you get to Jiangcheng?"

To prevent Tu Xingguo from continuing his rambling, he simply stopped him from directing all his words at him.

After listening, Tu Xingguo indeed began to talk about what he wanted to do.

It's all just theoretical stuff. He's talking a big game right now, but who knows if he'll be able to adapt when we get there.

After a while, Tian Youzong indeed found the carriage.

After spotting Yang Jun's location, he walked straight over.

Then she handed him a note and left again.

Yang Jun opened it and found it was an address. (End of Chapter)