Start the liver experience with push-ups

During the welcoming party.

Everyone was raising their glasses, chatting and laughing.

Around dusk, everyone was tipsy and began to say their goodbyes and leave.

Outside the courtyard gate, a group of bodyguards and drivers hurried to greet them.

However, several old men did not get into their cars immediately, the alcohol on their faces instantly dispelled by the cold wind.

"Do you think Fang Cheng's innate strength is because of his background?"

"Impossible, Senior Brother Ma has sharp eyes. Besides, Wu Datong has also investigated him…"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you something. When I was practicing Tai Chi in Jiangbin Park, I often saw him there exercising…"

Let's not mention the old comrades secretly speculating about a certain young man.

Inside the quadrangle courtyard, some people left, while others stayed.

Fang Cheng and Wu Datong, who stayed behind, were sitting in a quiet room inside.

Across from them were Ma Jianguo and an elderly man with a more refined appearance, Wu Dewang of the White Crane School.

Both of them were sizing up Fang Cheng with rather subtle glances.

"I know you have many questions to ask."

Ma Jianguo took a sip of the light tea after the meal, speaking unhurriedly:

"But before that, I'll ask you one question, and I hope you can answer truthfully."

"You've learned so many combat techniques before, like boxing, Sanda, Jujutsu, and Muay Thai. Your strength is already enough to crush professional fighters, but you don't compete. What's the reason for that?"

Fang Cheng was slightly stunned upon hearing this.

He couldn't possibly say that he simply wanted to grind experience and level up his skills, right?

Seeing Fang Cheng hesitate, Ma Jianguo's eyes suddenly lit up as he stared at him:

"Because of your father's death, you are also working hard to explore a path beyond the limits of ordinary human bodies, searching for ways to fight those monsters, right?"

Fang Cheng suddenly raised his head and met his gaze.

Feeling the sharpness in it, Ma Jianguo couldn't help but shift his gaze, pretending to be calm as he took another sip of tea.

"I am very sorry about your father's matter. When I sent someone to investigate, I found that there were indeed many suspicious points."

Fang Cheng glanced at Wu Datong beside him upon hearing this.

It was highly likely that this guy was investigating his family background.

Wu Datong scratched his head and smiled at him somewhat embarrassedly.

"Fang Cheng."

Ma Jianguo continued, "My judgment is similar to yours. The real serial killer from seventeen years ago is very likely hidden among those monsters."

Fang Cheng asked noncommittally, "Have you also seen monsters?"

"Seen them?"

Before Ma Jianguo could answer, Wu Dewang, who was sitting next to him, suddenly smiled bitterly and took over the conversation:

"Which member of our Martial Arts Research Association hasn't been a victim of those monsters?"

"This world looks prosperous and peaceful. We can choose to be ordinary people and live a plain life."

"If we encounter natural or man-made disasters, we are just unlucky ghosts who died in a traffic accident or an explosion reported in the news."

"But when you accidentally see a corner hidden under the dark iceberg, when you see that bloody and cruel world, it is difficult to continue living in peace like an ordinary person."

"You will constantly wonder if danger will one day befall you, whether those monsters who enjoy killing or even eating people will suddenly come knocking?"

"Don't think that we are all successful in society, rich and powerful, but in the eyes of those monsters, we are not much different from lambs to be slaughtered."

"Alas…"

The light in the room was dim, and no one spoke for a while, only sighs could be heard.

Fang Cheng was silent for a moment before slowly opening his mouth and asking:

"Where exactly are they stronger than ordinary humans, and where do they get their abilities from?"

Ma Jianguo replied in a deep voice:

"It can be said that it is an innate talent, or it may be because of some special encounter that they instantly gain the ability to surpass mortals."

"Anyway, it's definitely not like us who rely on diligent daily training to gradually increase our physical strength."

"The various abilities they use are almost magic or miracles. The gap between them is like a chasm, which cannot be bridged by hard training."

Innate power?

Fang Cheng couldn't help but think of the explanation about "talent" on the panel.

"You should have heard about the West Mountain explosion, right?"

Wu Dewang continued to explain:

"Although the truth of this incident was covered up by the authorities, anyone with discernment knows that the destruction was caused by those monsters. The impact will probably be far-reaching."

"Doesn't the government and the police have countermeasures?"

Fang Cheng's heart tightened, with a hint of hope.

"Yes, but perhaps there are certain reasons that we ordinary people don't know about, which prevent us from completely eradicating those monsters hidden in the dark."

"It's better to rely on yourself than to ask for help from others. Only by becoming strong yourself is the right way."

"The purpose of our Martial Arts Research Association is to find ways to fight monsters from the experience passed down by past sages, using health preservation methods combined with exercise methods to break through the limits of the human body and achieve the transformation of body and spirit."

"Now this path has made preliminary progress, and you have witnessed it with your own eyes."

Ma Jianguo and Wu Dewang, as the president and vice president, explained one after another.

"Qigong?"

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed.

"That's right."

Seeing that he was still a little confused, Wu Dewang patiently said:

"In fact, Qigong is not uncommon. It has existed from ancient times to the present, and can be traced back to the Neolithic Age. There are scenes of practicing Qigong on ancient murals. At that time, it should have been called health preservation guidance."

"Later, the inner alchemy practiced by Taoists, as well as the inner strength mental methods passed down to the martial arts sects, actually belong to the category of Qigong."

In addition to being a White Crane Fist master, he is also a history and paleoanthropology professor at Dongdu University.

"When Qigong is mentioned, many people will instinctively reject it. If we change it to a fashionable term, 'Human Life Science,' studying how to use consciousness to actively regulate human physiological functions, wouldn't it be much more reasonable?"

"I held an academic seminar on human super self-healing power and health preservation exercises at Dongdu University before, but unfortunately, there were very few listeners."

At this time, Wu Datong, who had been silent all along, also spoke:

"At first, I was also skeptical about this kind of thing, but I only changed my mind after meeting Senior Brother Ma."

Ma Jianguo hummed lightly with some restraint, picked up his teacup, and looked at Fang Cheng:

"Qigong is a gradual process, unlike boxing, Sanda, and other external martial arts that can be achieved quickly."

"It not only requires extremely high talent and aptitude, but also requires years of perseverance. You can't rush it, and it may even delay your work and life."

"Your several martial uncles have spent at least ten years of effort to make some progress."

"So, are you sure you want to practice this technique?"

Fang Cheng nodded immediately without hesitation:

"I want to learn."

Although Ma Donghe had reminded him of the drawbacks of practicing Qigong, he was a man with a panel.

"As long as I can step into the threshold, I will definitely upgrade you to the maximum level!"

Fang Cheng said silently in his heart.