I can gain insights into martial arts.

Feng Shi sighed again, lamenting that such a genius had such a tragic fate, and that his exceptional talent was ultimately hampered by his physical limitations.

Then, seeing that Chen Mochuan looked tired but had clear eyes, he found a quiet place to sit down and stopped trying to give him pointers. Instead, he started to have a real discussion with him about the basics of boxing.

During their conversation, he discovered that Chen Mochuan's basic insights into boxing techniques were surprisingly similar to his own.

This gave rise to an absurd thought in his mind: "Could this child be like me?"

However, he quickly dismissed the thought, realizing that he had simply found a fellow traveler on the path of martial arts, which was a fortunate thing.

The two chatted happily, verifying each other's basic boxing principles, and it was impossible to tell that there was a huge gap in their strength.

Just as Chen Mochuan was immersed in the exchange of boxing principles and seemed to have gained some insights, three messages quietly appeared on the light screen panel.

[You discussed the principles of boxing with others, gained insights, and developed a deeper understanding of the art.]

[Peiyuanquan: Great Success (13%) → Great Success (14%)]

Tiger Fist: Beginner (21%) → Beginner (22%)

Chen Mochuan's heart stirred slightly. He hadn't expected that a simple theoretical exchange could actually improve his boxing skills. This was undoubtedly an unexpected surprise.

Unfortunately, although the subsequent discussions further clarified his own boxing principles, they failed to trigger any new insights.

He was not impatient, knowing that his progress was already remarkable, and that he only needed to proceed step by step and gradually digest what he had learned.

"Brother Chuan, I've finally found you! I promised to show you around the museum..."

The call came from their side, and Chen Mochuan and Feng Shi turned around at the same time to see Li Biao walking quickly towards them.

"Hey? Instructor Feng, you're here too." Li Biao noticed Feng Shi standing to the side and quickly greeted him.

Seeing that the two still had things to do, Feng Shi smiled and got up to take his leave.

When he finally had some free time, he remembered something important, so he quickly opened his personal terminal and sent a message to Hong Yucheng.

"Chen Mochuan triggered 'Wisdom Heart' today and mastered the Tiger Fiend Fist in just one and a half hours. He seems to have a hidden ailment, which is why his blood and qi are growing slowly, but based on his exceptional comprehension, I still recommend that he be placed on the list of key observers and that we try to recruit him as a core member of the martial arts school."

After sending the message, Feng Shi smiled slightly, almost able to imagine the surprised expression on the young master's face when he received it.

Seeing Feng Shi walk away, Li Biao approached Chen Mochuan and asked suspiciously, "I went to the Tiger Fiend Fist martial arts room to look for you, but you weren't there. You didn't reply to my messages either. Could it be that you were with Coach Feng the whole time?"

Chen Mochuan nodded, "Yes, we talked about basic boxing principles for a while, and I benefited a lot. As you said, Instructor Feng is indeed a good teacher."

Just as Li Biao was about to reply, he noticed that Chen Mochuan's condition was not right and couldn't help but say worriedly, "You look very tired."

"I sparred with Instructor Feng for a while, and I'm a little exhausted. I'll be fine after a rest," Chen Mochuan replied.

Li Biao was taken aback, looking Chen Mochuan up and down. "He treated you this well the first time we met? I bought twenty private lessons from him and I didn't get this kind of treatment... Did something happen during the lessons?"

Seeing his curious expression, Chen Mochuan smiled and said casually, "It's probably because I've mastered the Tiger Fiend Fist that they're treating me differently."

"What?! You've mastered it?!" Li Biao's eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you kidding me! It's only been a morning!"

Seeing that Chen Mochuan wasn't joking, Li Biao gasped, "I know you're capable, but this is just too outrageous..."

As if he wanted to get to know his best friend again, he raised his hand and squeezed Chen Mochuan's arms hard. When he tried to touch Chen Mochuan's shoulders, the other man dodged away with a look of disgust.

Embarrassed, Li Biao withdrew his hand, then a mischievous grin spread across his face. "That Gao Yin guy was smug with you this morning, is he dumbfounded now?"

Chen Mochuan shook his head, completely unconcerned about the person. "I don't know. I've been focused on practicing my boxing and haven't paid any attention to him."

Li Biao grinned, revealing two rows of neat, white teeth. "It's okay. Next time, I'll personally corner him and make him remember what happened this morning. This guy always messes with my mind!"

Seeing that Chen Mochuan was still not in good condition, he knew that the other party must be very tired, so he suggested, "Let's go to the restaurant. The food here is very good. You can eat more and quickly replenish your energy."

Chen Mochuan thought for a moment, then said, "Instructor Feng suggested that I get a professional massage first, saying it would help with my recovery."

"That's true, a massage isn't very comfortable if you've eaten too much." Li Biao readily agreed. "Come on, I'll take you to the massage room."

After swiping their cards and registering at the service desk on the fourth floor, the two were separated and each led to a private massage room.

If Chen Mochuan hadn't known beforehand about the benefits of being a Gold Member, including free massage and acupressure services at the martial arts hall, he would never have been willing to spend money on a massage.

"Please change your clothes first. The massage therapist will be here shortly." The staff member handed over a clean set of massage clothes, then politely closed the door and left.

Because he was sweating profusely, Chen Mochuan quickly took a shower in the bathroom, changed into a massage outfit, and began to look around the massage room.

The tidy room was simply furnished, with only a bathroom, a relatively comfortable-looking massage bed, a small cabinet, and a shelf with bottles and jars.

This arrangement inexplicably reminded him of certain scenes from movies and TV shows in his past life, making him feel somewhat nervous.

"Knock knock knock..." The knocking sounded on the door.

"Please come in."

A middle-aged man in his forties with a kind face pushed open the door and entered. Chen Mochuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that he had really overthought things.

"Hello, please lie down."

Chen Mochuan lay down on the bed as instructed. Having lived two lives, he had never had a full-body massage before, and being in a closed room made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The middle-aged man took a sandalwood incense burner from the shelf, placed it by the bedside, and lit it. The delicate fragrance quickly spread, and Chen Mochuan's mind relaxed.

The masseur reached out and rubbed Chen Mochuan's back a few times, tested the pressure, and then began the massage.

The massage therapist's techniques were very professional, and with the addition of sandalwood incense to soothe the mind, Chen Mochuan felt the soreness in his muscles gradually easing.

After a short massage, the masseuse offered a timely reminder: "Your muscles are quite fatigued; you've overdone it. I suggest you be more careful to control the intensity of your training next time to avoid straining your muscles."

Chen Mochuan humbly agreed.

Then he saw the other person take out a glass bottle from his toolbox, scoop out a piece of ointment with his finger, and prepare to apply it to his body.