I can gain insights into martial arts.

For the sake of balancing work and rest, the school does not schedule evening classes for senior students' martial arts subjects on Saturdays. Therefore, after the last boxing class in the afternoon, the students officially begin their weekend holiday.

On Saturday nights, Chen Mochuan would train at the school's martial arts arena until after 9 p.m. before going home. However, now that Mingxin Martial Arts Hall is a better place, he goes there directly with Li Biao after school.

On the way, Chen Mochuan opened his personal terminal, which had been turned off for class, and found a new message.

【尾号XXXX卡10月25日15:30银行帐户收入6，000元，余额15，037.84元，备注：校级定向培养奖学金（按月打款）】

The school's review process was quite efficient; the scholarship for Awakening Spiritual Talent arrived in my account that afternoon.

What surprised Chen Mochuan a little was the amount. His homeroom teacher, Han Zhen, had told him that it was five thousand a month that morning, but now it was a thousand more for some reason. But this was definitely not a bad thing. Money earned by his own ability was always better the more he earned.

My parents still haven't come home; they're still away on business.

During a video call a while ago, they mentioned that their work situation had changed unexpectedly, and what was originally a short trip had turned into a long one, so they probably wouldn't be able to come back for a long time.

The two gave Chen Mochuan 8,000 yuan to cover his martial arts training and living expenses for the next month, and said that he could ask for more if it wasn't enough.

Now, with this monthly scholarship for targeted training, and the fact that he eats dinner at Mingxin every day, his living expenses are not high, and his account balance is currently quite sufficient.

He plans to tell his parents later that he will give them less living expenses each month so as to ease their burden.

Upon arriving at Mingxin Martial Arts Hall, Chen Mochuan went straight to the Tiger Demon Fist special martial arts room.

There were sandbags, wooden stakes, and other facilities to aid in boxing practice, and there were fewer people there compared to public martial arts rooms, so he preferred to train there.

Feng Shi would return to Mingxin Academy from the university every weekend to sit down at the academy. When he saw Chen Mochuan, a student he had high hopes for, he would immediately take the initiative to invite him to spar.

Faced with such a good opportunity, Chen Mochuan naturally had no reason to refuse and gladly accepted the invitation.

However, as Feng Shi deftly deflected Chen Mochuan's attacks, he appeared relaxed and at ease, but inwardly he was increasingly surprised.

It wasn't that Chen Mochuan's punches were so fierce and unstoppable, but rather that his opponent's rapid progress had a powerful impact on him.

It's not just that he has mastered the use of Ming Jin (manifested strength), but also that his Tiger Kill Fist has progressed so rapidly.

Last weekend, he observed that Chen Mochuan's Tiger Fiend Fist had improved significantly compared to before, but he did not expect that after another week, the other party would have mastered the fist technique to the "proficient" level.

Moreover, judging from the sparring session, the opponent's progress did not seem to slow down, and his improvement in Tiger Fiend Fist was still visibly increasing.

"In just half a month, he has mastered the Tiger Demon Fist to this level... It seems like you can't find many people with such high comprehension even at Songcheng University."

After parrying Chen Mochuan's Tiger Fiend Fist, which was imbued with obvious force, Feng Shi thought to himself, "And why do I feel that this kid's strength seems to have increased quite a bit? It seems that his Qi and Blood values ​​have increased significantly..."

"But he clearly told me before that he had health problems and that his blood and energy were growing slowly... Could it be that his hidden illness has been cured?"

Feng Shi knew that one needed to be mindful of boundaries when interacting with others, and that it was inappropriate to delve into such private matters concerning one's physical condition, so as not to offend the other party.

If one simply treats the other with sincerity and invites them to become a core member of Mingxin when the time is right, the other party will likely not refuse.

But something made Feng Shi very frustrated. Half a month ago, after he reported Chen Mochuan's situation to Hong Yucheng, the young master only replied with an extremely brief message that day: a lonely "okay".

Afterwards, Feng Shi tried to contact the other party many times, but the messages disappeared without a trace.

It seems that Hong Yucheng has already ventured deep into the wilderness and shut down his personal terminal, making it temporarily impossible to contact him.

Feng Shi was helpless in the face of this.

However, last week he learned by chance from the front desk of Mingxin Martial Arts Hall that Chen Mochuan had been coming here every day to spend some time, enjoy dinner and massage since he opened his membership card.

He also learned indirectly that Chen Mochuan's family was not well-off, so he immediately instructed the relevant staff to meet Chen Mochuan's requests as much as possible and to provide better service.

The core members hold a high position at Mingxin Martial Arts Hall, and Feng Shi's words carry great weight. Naturally, the staff dare not neglect him, which is why Chen Mochuan was able to enjoy a better ointment than "Shuluo San" during his massage.

At 9:30 p.m., Chen Mochuan and Li Biao left Mingxin Martial Arts Hall.

Every weekend, he felt particularly fulfilled because Feng Shi was there. Tonight, he triggered the "high fatigue" warning on the light screen and sparred with him to his physical limit, gaining a lot from the experience.

Right next to Mingxin Martial Arts Hall is a large supermarket. I don't know why, but martial arts halls and supermarkets always seem to be located together.

Upon seeing the supermarket, Chen Mochuan remembered that he only had one box of Qi and Blood Tonic left at home and needed to restock, so he asked Li Biao to go to the supermarket to buy it.

After selecting three boxes of Qi and Blood Tonics with relatively good expiration dates from the near-expiration shelves in the Martial Arts section, Chen Mochuan moved to the Living Area to purchase some daily necessities.

While choosing ready-to-eat food, Chen Mochuan noticed that Li Biao next to him suddenly nudged him twice with his elbow. He looked at him in confusion, only to see Li Biao gesturing with his eyes to look behind him.

Chen Mochuan turned around and saw a person dressed in black, wearing a mask and sunglasses, pushing two shopping carts filled with martial arts medicines and supplements with discount tags, heading towards the cashier.

Although the other person's face could not be seen, judging from his clothing, figure, and strange behavior, he was clearly the strange man seen in another supermarket half a month ago.

After the man had walked away, Li Biao whispered, "That guy's clothes were all very shabby, and his behavior was quite strange. He doesn't seem like a decent person... and he took so many discounted items. Could he be trying to skip out on the bill?"

"I saw him at the supermarket near my home about two weeks ago."

"You bought so many discounted items too?" Li Biao asked.

"Yes, the quantity is definitely more than expected."

"Did he pay the bill last time?" Li Biao's focus remained peculiar.

Chen Mochuan was speechless for a moment before finally saying, "Of course it's settled, otherwise I would have been taken away by the police long ago, and I wouldn't be here to continue shopping now."

"He's really a weirdo... He goes on shopping sprees in every supermarket? And he even specifically buys discounted items that are close to their expiration date. Using expired medicines can be dangerous." Li Biao was very confused and expressed his incomprehension.

"Forget it, don't meddle in other people's business. It's none of our concern. It's best not to ask too many questions," Chen Mochuan advised.

Li Biao nodded emphatically upon hearing this.