Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 23 The Way of the World
"I don't want to stay here for another second!"

Yang Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, calmed his heart which was pounding like a drum, and looked at Zhao Rui.

"I don't want to either!"

The two hurriedly rode their bikes to a hotel near the school and checked in.

I'm not going home for now; who knows if that strange old man will do anything drastic.

Of course, logically speaking, this possibility is basically zero. If he wanted to kill Zhao Rui and the other two, it would be as easy as turning his hand, and he wouldn't care whether it was broad daylight or not.

Even in broad daylight, no one could detect the underhanded tactics he employed.

After checking into the hotel, Zhao Rui first called his family, made up an excuse, and then sat cross-legged, circulating his qi throughout his body's meridians to check for any problems.

Although, well, there's a high probability we won't find anything, it's better to have some peace of mind than nothing!
"Dad, I'm scared, what should I do?"

On the other side, Yang Fan was crying his eyes out on the phone, video calling his father for help!

At that moment, no one cared about getting beaten up; their lives were at stake.

Yang Fan's father was, after all, a businessman with extensive experience and knowledge, and he also had dealings with some people in the underworld.

Hearing his son's words, he broke out in a cold sweat and told the two of them not to go anywhere. He then immediately drove over.

Within fifteen minutes, Yang Fan's father, Yang Yutai, arrived with two bodyguards.

"Dad, I was wrong, please save me! I don't want to die!"

Yang Fan, that coward, completely broke down and hugged his father, bursting into tears.

Snot and tears smeared half of Yang Yutai's shoulder.

"Alright, it's not as serious as you think!"

Seeing his son's cowardly state, Yang Yutai was both amused and exasperated. Looking to the side, he saw Zhao Rui, who had been calmly sitting cross-legged when he came in, and couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Like begets like. You can't blame anyone else for what you gave birth to."

"Huh? Dad, what do you mean?"

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, wiped his nose with his sleeve, and asked in surprise!

"It's a battle between gods, nothing to do with you two nobodyes. Let's leave it at that and stop talking nonsense!"

"Ah? Ah! Dad, I won't tell, I won't tell, that's great, Dad, I love you!"

Yang Fan was immediately excited and hugged Yang Yutai tightly.

Although Yang Fan was his biological son, he resembled his mother, and he himself was actually a small and thin man.

Now, held in his son's arms, his old face was both dark and red!

"Uncle Yang, I'm so sorry!"

After Yang Fan calmed down, Zhao Rui awkwardly apologized from the side.

Although it was Yang Fan who suggested going to entertainment venues to find girls, I was also a participant and failed to provide the advice that a friend should have given.

Therefore, Zhao Rui's apology was very sincere, but he underestimated the prevalence of force in this world.

During this period of time, I have been wandering around the school and martial arts gym, and I have really lost my sense of awe.

"It's not that bad. You're both adults now. Some things will happen naturally. It's better to guide than to block. We, as parents, know that you're more mature than Xiaofan. So, try to give him some advice more often."

"Yes, Uncle Yang, I will!"

Zhao Rui wanted to say something else, but the words stuck in his throat and that was all he could say.

"Alright, you're crying one minute and laughing the next. Go home and wait for your punishment!"

Yang Yutai glanced at his son, who was already chuckling, and said in an annoyed tone.

"I don't care about being punished, haha!"

Although Yang Fan's martial arts skills were lacking, he was still a seasoned martial artist with many years of experience, so a little punishment was nothing to worry about.

"Let's go eat first!"

After Yang Yutai finished speaking, he led Yang Fan and the other person to a nearby upscale restaurant for a delicious meal.

This is meant to calm the two young people down and prevent them from developing any psychological trauma that might affect their ability to find girlfriends in the future!
After dinner, Zhao Rui declined Yang Yutai's offer to see him off and took a taxi home by himself.

Zhao Jincheng and his wife were initially surprised, thinking their son was busy and wouldn't be coming home, but Zhao Rui found an excuse to cover it up.

"Mom and Dad, I'm a little tired, I'm going to go to my room to rest!"

Zhao Rui took a sip of water and went straight back to his room.

Today's events had a significant impact on him, causing his arrogance and complacency during the college entrance examination period to collapse instantly.

He realized that the world was far more dangerous than he had imagined. Even with the system panel to help him, he was still seen as a weakling in the eyes of others because he hadn't grown stronger.

Zhao Rui couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

If this hadn't happened, who knows how agitated he would be right now!

Martial artists practice martial arts, but they also cultivate their minds!
Zhao Rui took a deep breath and began to meditate and cultivate the Ethereal Divine Skill.

As Zhao Rui's signature internal energy cultivation method, the speed at which he improves his internal strength is actually quite average.

Don't be fooled by his impressive-sounding name; it was just a random, unreliable name given to him by his unreliable mentor.

It's not some kind of divine skill at all.

This internal energy cultivation method, while not a common martial art, is not a top-tier technique either.

This was sufficient for Zhao Rui in the past, but now that he has the system panel and his standards have risen, he naturally craves more profound internal energy cultivation techniques.

Unfortunately, this kind of thing is extremely rare and hard to come by. Unless you have a powerful background or extraordinary luck, ordinary people have no way to learn this top-level mental technique.

Martial arts techniques may become commonplace, but internal energy cultivation methods will never become obsolete.

Aiming too high is not advisable!
Zhao Rui composed himself and continued his meticulous cultivation practice.

Around 11 p.m., Zhao Rui, who had just finished practicing his exercises, had been scrolling through short videos on his phone when he received a call from Yang Fan.

"The news is out, it's explosive! Check out today's news in Lincheng."

Upon hearing Yang Fan's words, Zhao Rui promptly opened a webpage and began searching.

Sure enough, a striking news report appeared: "In order to effectively combat criminal activity, the city's police station recently launched a special 'Summer Storm' operation... It is understood that several entertainment venues, including Xiaoyaoge, have received notices to suspend operations for rectification..."

Looking at this news, Zhao Rui couldn't help but shake his head. Sure enough, the Black and White Fight was everywhere. He just wondered what role "Fire Cloud Evil God" played in it.
"I've seen it. Since it has nothing to do with us, you can go to sleep peacefully."

"Sigh, I'm not going to say anything more. I'll take you there after things calm down."

"You're still a lustful man!"

"Haha, of course, my dad doesn't object."

They chatted for a bit before hanging up.

……

The next day!

Zhao Rui went to Wende Martial Arts as usual.

After what happened yesterday, Zhao Rui became even more eager to improve his strength.

Today, I not only practiced with the paid students, but also had a friendly sparring session with the coach during my free time.

The main focus is on not wasting time.

How much skill can you accumulate in a year of practice? It's not as fast as finding someone to spar with.

The coach's martial arts skills were nothing special; it was just the usual Chaotic Cloak and Sword Technique.

One's strength lies in specialization, long training time, and profound inner strength, which qualifies one to be an assistant coach.

He is not as good as some of the most talented students.

However, Zhao Rui doesn't care about that. He believes that as long as a cat catches mice, it's a good cat, regardless of whether it's black or white.

(End of this chapter)