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Mingxin Martial Arts Hall, Tiger Fist Specialized Martial Arts Indoor Center.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, a specially made heavy sandbag was sent flying high into the air by Chen Mochuan's punch, a commotion that caught the attention of the other members in the room.

Seeing the effect of his full-force punch, Chen Mochuan felt a surge of joy.

At the same time, the information on the golden light screen is updated in a timely manner:

[You've devoted yourself entirely to your training, gaining a deeper understanding of the Tiger Fiend Fist.]

Tiger Fist: Proficient (100%) → Master (1%)

After nearly a month of continuous hard training, Chen Mochuan finally elevated this powerful fist technique to a new level of mastery, giving him more confidence for tomorrow's midterm exam.

To consolidate his newly achieved breakthrough, he practiced his fist techniques around the sandbag for a while. When he felt a little tired and was drinking water to rest, a gentle male voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Young man, excuse me for bothering you."

Chen Mochuan turned his head and saw that the speaker was a middle-aged man of medium build, with a refined appearance, who was around forty years old.

He had some impression of this person, not only because the other party was the oldest student in this Tiger Fiend Fist martial arts room, but also because he could always see this person's diligent figure when he came here to practice almost every night, so he was a familiar face.

However, this middle-aged man's martial arts talent does not seem to be high. Despite his hard training, judging from his usual performance, his blood and qi value is probably not yet at the seventh level, and he is only a sixth-level martial artist.

"Did you need something from me?" Chen Mochuan asked politely.

The middle-aged man smiled and said sincerely, "I see that your Tiger Fiend Fist is very well-practiced, so I'd like to ask if I could spar with you?"

When Feng Shi was not around, Chen Mochuan preferred to meditate alone. He was about to politely decline when he heard the other party continue:

"I know your training intensity is very high and your time is very precious, so I naturally don't want you to waste your time. How about this... one hour of sparring, and I'll pay you six hundred yuan as payment, how about that?"

Chen Mochuan was taken aback when he heard this, and then he realized that the other party wanted to ask him to be their sparring partner.

He just didn't expect that he, a fourth-level martial artist, could charge such a high "sparring fee".

For a formal martial artist, charging tens of thousands for a single lesson is common, but the price quoted by the other party clearly exceeds the market rate for their current level.

Seeing that Chen Mochuan did not respond immediately, the middle-aged man assumed that he was not satisfied with the price. After a moment's thought, he offered to raise the price: "How about eight hundred yuan an hour? I won't take up too much of your time, two or three times a week will be fine. The specific time can be arranged entirely according to your convenience."

Chen Mochuan felt a slight chill in his heart. The price offered by the other party was more than enough to hire even those senior martial artists of the seventh or eighth rank as sparring partners.

He was worried about making money not long ago, so this is like "a pillow for someone who is sleepy". Is there really such a good thing in the world?

He was worried that the other party had ulterior motives, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity to make money easily. After a slight hesitation, he still said frankly, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be a sixth-level martial artist. My Qi and Blood value is only at the fourth level. I really can't think of how much help I can bring you in sparring."

"Young man, you have a good eye. My Qi and Blood value is 6.88, which is indeed level six." The middle-aged man nodded in acknowledgment, then a helpless bitter smile appeared on his face.

"To be honest, I have been practicing this Tiger Fiend Fist for more than two years, but I can only stay at the 'proficient' level and find it difficult to improve."

"Judging from your stance and power when you hit the sandbag, your understanding of this boxing style is clearly superior to mine. So I wanted to spar with you to personally experience the difference and see if I could make a breakthrough."

Chen Mochuan suddenly realized.

He usually only focused on his own cultivation when he came here, and had not paid special attention to the level of other people's boxing skills. Only after the other party mentioned it did he realize that this Mr. Zhang was indeed limited in talent. Despite practicing so diligently for more than two years, he was still only at the proficient stage.

However, he quickly came to terms with it, as martial arts talent varies from person to person; otherwise, schools wouldn't differentiate between academic and martial arts tracks.

It is truly admirable that someone of his age can maintain such enthusiasm for martial arts and devote so much time and energy to it.

Perhaps the other person saw that they were making rapid progress and thought they had mastered some unique trick, so they wanted to find inspiration through sparring.

"To be frank, I myself am also figuring things out as I go, and I don't have much experience in how to guide others to improve their boxing skills."

"It's alright, it's alright." The middle-aged man quickly waved his hand. "You just need to use the Tiger Fiend Fist normally during sparring. How much you understand is your own business. Whether you gain anything or not, I won't blame you. So... you agree?"

Seeing the other party's sincere attitude, Chen Mochuan nodded: "Alright, shall we begin now?"

"Okay, that's great! I'll transfer the money to you first." The middle-aged man said, and then went to operate his personal terminal.

"Don't rush," Chen Mochuan quickly stopped him, "Let's practice for a while first, and you can see the effect before we talk." He wasn't shameless enough to accept money before doing anything.

"Young man, you're a very honest person! Alright, let's give it a try." The middle-aged man said with a smile, while introducing himself, "My surname is Zhang, Zhang Mingcheng."

"Chen Mochuan".

After exchanging names briefly, the two went to a secluded corner of the martial arts room, got into stance, and began sparring.

During the sparring session, Chen Mochuan noticed that Zhang Mingcheng had also mastered Ming Jin, but his application of the force was rather clumsy and rigid, even less agile and skillful than his own, who had only grasped Ming Jin a month ago.

His Tiger Fist moves were also very rigid, as if he were completely copying the boxing manual, lacking the ability to adapt to changing situations. It is evident that after two years of hard training, he had only mastered the basics.

However, with his powerful qi and blood approaching 7 points, Zhang Mingcheng's every punch was heavy and forceful, still putting considerable pressure on Chen Mochuan and creating a clear suppression in terms of strength.

However, this kind of steady and powerful opponent is exactly what Chen Mochuan likes the most right now.

The constant pressure can better stimulate his potential, allowing him to adapt to and consolidate his martial arts skills more quickly in actual combat, not to mention that the other party is willing to pay a good reward.

Compared to Chen Mochuan's composure, Zhang Mingcheng was overjoyed.

He had dreamed of martial arts since childhood, but unfortunately his talent was mediocre. In his youth, he had to work hard to make a living and had to temporarily put aside martial arts.

It wasn't until he had experienced ups and downs in the business world and accumulated a substantial fortune that he rekindled his old dream when he was nearly forty. With ample resources, he built up his Qi and blood to a level close to the seventh stage.

He chose Mingxin Martial Arts Academy not only for his own practice but also to expand his network within the martial arts community.