Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 83 Spider-Man, starts with a -year internal force
Du Mu thought that, apart from looking up materials in the library, the only thing he needed to do today was to accompany Harry to the sorting ceremony in the evening.

But he didn't expect that Sirius Black, whom he had just heard the news about from Dumbledore, had already arrived at Hogwarts.

At this time, I was standing at the door of the library.

When Du Mu raised his hand to take the letter that flew towards him like a butterfly, he saw a man with decent clothes and neatly combed hair stepping half foot into the library, but he was a little hesitant.

Sirius looks much better now than when he escaped from Azkaban in the original book.

However, no matter how decent his clothes were, they could not hide his mummy-like skinny body and vampire-like pale face.

If you don't look into his eyes, it looks like the remains of a person who died of starvation and was then carefully dressed up.

But his eyes were so bright, like two daggers, shining with brilliance and sharp and captivating.

Sirius Black stared at Harry, who was sitting obediently next to Du Mu in the library and also flipping through a book.

His palms were sweaty, his muscles were tense, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Harry seemed to feel the strong gaze and couldn't help but look up, meeting Sirius' gaze filled with complex emotions.

"Uh……"

Harry was a little confused. He looked at Du Mu beside him and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Du, why is this guy looking at me?"

Sirius seemed to realize his own impoliteness. He couldn't help but reach out to tidy up his hair and walked towards Harry.

Harry's courage has really been trained recently. Even when being stared at and approached by such a strange man, he did not show any fear.

Sirius looked at Harry's eyes which were full of calmness and confidence, and couldn't help but smile with relief.

So similar...Except for the eyes, this temperament of not being afraid of anyone from the bottom of his heart is so similar to James.

Seeing that Sirius seemed immersed in memories, Du Mu just thought that he had stayed in Azkaban for too long and his brain had become dull.

So he was the first one to speak.

"This is Sirius Black, your father's friend."

As Du Mu spoke, he opened the envelope and read Dumbledore's speculation about the sacrificial ritual.

When Sirius heard Du Mu talking, he finally shifted his attention away from Harry.

He said in a panic: "Oh, sorry, I am rude. You are Mr. Doom who has adopted Harry, right? Thank you..."

Sirius said, his tone calming down, and he bowed slightly very solemnly: "I heard that Harry had a bad past. Thank you for everything you have done for him."

Du Mu nodded and accepted the gift.

After all, he was Harry's godfather and half of his guardian, but he just regretted not being able to fulfill his responsibilities. It was not an overreach for him to thank himself on Harry's behalf.

But it seems that Sirius should know a lot of inside information.

Because the Ministry of Magic did not want the news about Voldemort to spread and cause panic, even though there were many eyewitnesses in the tavern on the day when Du Mu and Dumbledore eliminated Voldemort together, it was eventually attributed to an exaggerated rumor related to Dumbledore.

Sirius naturally did not trust the Ministry of Magic and the newspapers. After he was released, he immediately went to find Dumbledore, who provided information to the Ministry of Magic, to inquire about the real situation.

Sirius felt mixed emotions when he heard that they had destroyed all of Voldemort's Horcruxes, one of which was obtained at the cost of the life of his own brother, whom he had always looked down upon.

Shocking facts came one after another. He was also confused when he was taken out of Azkaban. When he saw Peter Pettigrew who replaced him, he understood everything in an instant.

It turns out that Peter Pettigrew was not dead. This bastard who betrayed James' family was alive and well until he was caught by someone with great powers and his innocence was cleared.

But before he could yell a few words at the traitor who was screaming and begging for mercy, the cell door closed again.

This feeling of having nowhere to exert force made Sirius feel more empty and powerless than angry.

Being betrayed by a friend, causing the tragic death of another friend's family, and being imprisoned in Azkaban for nearly ten years. Such deep hatred, such a blood feud, but the final ending had nothing to do with him.

I am like a duckweed of fate. It doesn’t matter what kind of future I face or what choices I make. I can only let myself go with the flow.

This also made Sirius feel insecure in front of Harry, and even a little helpless.

He looked Harry in the eyes, not sure where to begin.

Du Mu actually had some good feelings towards Sirius Black, not because of the filter of the original work, but because the first thing this man thanked him for after seeing him was that he had taken care of Harry and took Harry away from the Dursleys.

Instead, he released the information about Peter Pettigrew, allowing him to leave Azkaban.

In the other person's heart, Harry was obviously much more important than himself.

Harry didn't know how complicated and tortuous the process was. He just heard Du Mu say that the man in front of him was his father's friend, and he immediately showed a happy look.

"Really? When did you meet my father? What kind of person is he?"

Harry asked impatiently and nervously.

Although his life at the martial arts gym was full and satisfying, he had grown accustomed to missing and fantasizing about his parents during the dark years of the Dursleys' life.

Now that a friend of his father had finally appeared before him across time and space, Harry suddenly felt that the illusory father seemed to be a little closer to him.

"James Potter, he..."

Sirius looked at Harry's somewhat excited expression, slightly lost in thought, and couldn't help but say, "He is very similar to you."

"But your eyes are very similar to your mother's."

Harry was slightly startled.

Headmaster Dumbledore only said two things: that his parents were good people and that they died at the hands of Voldemort.

This was the first time someone had described their appearance to Harry.

Yes, of course the Dursleys didn't have any pictures of Harry's parents, and Harry still didn't know what his parents looked like.

Harry touched his face, as if at this moment he suddenly realized that the connection between himself and his parents was so clear and present.

Du Mu disappeared quietly on the spot.

Let's just leave them both alone for a while.

Sirius had something to say that he had been holding back for ten years.

And James's story from childhood to adulthood needs to be listened to by someone who is more closely connected to him and younger.

I had an appointment with Peter, and he had no classes this afternoon, so he had a few hours to study.

When Du Mu returned to the martial arts gym, he saw Hulk sitting in the yard in a depressed mood.

Li Xiaoqi, who had prosthetic limbs under his knees, was patting the back of Hulk's hand and comforting the big guy softly.

"What's wrong, Hulk?" Du Mu asked curiously.

Hulk turned his head away and said nothing. Li Xiaoqi covered his mouth and chuckled, "Brother Harry and you both went out, and you didn't invite him to go with you. Teacher Hulk felt that he wasted his time and was very unhappy."

Du Mu understood. He took it for granted that Harry went to Hogwarts to study, but he forgot to tell his companion who he spent every day with.

After all, Harry has become more and more proficient in Chinese during this period, and has completely integrated into the martial arts school and has become familiar with every adult and child.

He himself told all his friends of his age that he was going to school and would not stay in the martial arts gym for some time.

But it was Banner who was controlling the body at the time, and Harry forgot to tell Hulk.

Don’t think that every time Hulk appeared in the past, he would smash something and then leave, find a cave and emo and then turn back into Banner. That’s because Hulk has no friends at all.

He gave his body back to Banner in order to escape the lonely environment, which was also an act of escape.

In the movie, Hulk went to Sakaar and had his own social circle for the first time. He was able to restrain Banner and prevent him from coming out for a very long time.

Later, if Thanos hadn't knocked Hulk unconscious, Banner himself said that the next time he transformed, he might never be able to change back.

From this perspective, Hulk actually has more initiative in his transformation.

But for Hulk, Banner only forces him to appear when he encounters the malice of the world. Once he appears, he will face countless bullets and the loss and loneliness after a big fight. For him, the whole world is only the never-extinguished malice and loneliness. Since he was born, this is the first time he has felt such a long-lasting kindness.

At the same time, it was also the first time that he came into contact with the concept of "competition"... To be honest, for Hulk, this was actually more like playing. It didn't make him physically tired at all. All he could feel was joy. In his mind, he almost equated the words "competition" and "entertainment".

Therefore, Harry's departure was a big blow to Hulk. Even though he still had other lovely friends, the only strong friend with whom he could play games suddenly left without saying goodbye, which made Hulk feel very unhappy.

Du Mu could see that hidden beneath the unhappiness was Hulk's hidden worry.

He is afraid of being abandoned.

Even though Li Xiaoqi kept comforting him and explaining why Harry was away, Hulk's increased rationality during this period was telling him that Harry had not completely left.

But the word rationality is, after all, quite far away from Hulk.

Buried deep in his heart, Banner's childhood shadow still affects Hulk all the time.

Du Mu thought about it. Although Hulk was very unhappy, Harry going to school was a serious matter after all. He couldn't take out a few hours every day to play with Hulk when he was already very busy with his studies, right?
In that case, why not let Hulk divert attention?
But Hulk doesn't seem to be very interested in food...

This is a bit surprising, but it makes sense if you think about it carefully. After all, the Hulk can expand from a thin man like Banner to three meters tall in an instant, which has long violated the law of conservation of mass and energy. For the Hulk, absorbing energy is not something that should make him happy.

On the contrary, Hulk is only interested in entertainment activities that can vent his energy, and he squanders his huge physical strength that he created out of nothing.

It seems that the only thing we can do is find another sandbag for Hulk... bah, find a sparring partner.

If it was before, Du Mu would still be troubled by this matter, but isn’t it just a coincidence these two days?

There is a young man with a strength of 20 tons who wants to learn martial arts. His body is stronger than Harry's.

Speaking of Cao Cao, here comes Cao Cao. Du Mu only felt the wind move slightly behind him, and a young man in sportswear walked in.

Peter was wearing his usual casual clothes. After all, there was no need to hide his true identity in this world.

But when he saw Hulk, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

He is really a three-meter giant, and his deterrent power is too great.

"Peter, you're just in time."

Du Mu grabbed Peter's arm, and Peter's spider sense didn't work and he couldn't dodge.

The next moment, a surge of true energy poured into Peter's body.

"Come, follow me and practice. Get familiar with this set of boxing techniques first. It will help you digest the true energy I'm infusing you with."

Peter started to learn martial arts with Du Mu in bewilderment, thinking, is the teaching pace so fast? He didn't even say hello, and he started practicing as soon as he arrived.

He didn't notice that Hulk gave him a questioning look.

Peter's athletic talent was also extraordinary. After just two or three practices, he memorized the moves by heart.

He also discovered that if his movements were standard enough each time, he would be able to control more of the energy that the other person input into his body.

Peter was immersed in practicing martial arts and became more and more excited the more he practiced.

Although he had gained super strength and motor nerves, as well as the ability to climb walls after being bitten by a spider, this was the first time he had ever felt the feeling of controlling energy with his mind with every move he made.

Is it really possible to control energy with just thoughts? What is the principle behind this? How does this energy work? Why is it so quiet when it moves in a regular pattern inside the body, yet so powerful when it is released to the extremities?
Peter wasn't just practicing martial arts, he was even studying it.

He quickly entered the flow state, constantly using movements to digest the true energy, and practiced for an hour at a time.

At the beginning, Du Mu's assistance was needed, but later, Peter could easily complete all the actions by himself.

But something happened that made Du Mu feel unexpectedly happy.

Peter was able to contain the Qi very easily.

He is indeed a man with a basic strength of 20 tons who can stop a train with his body.

Du Mu felt the endless supply of true energy constantly feeding back from the void, and couldn't help but gasp.

The amount of energy he infused was almost three times the amount of internal energy he had before this infusion, but Peter still did not show any obvious discomfort.

If Du Mu had not relied on Tom's devouring to increase his mental power a lot some time ago, Du Mu felt that he would most likely let this huge ocean of true energy get out of control and end up going insane.

Of course, he can still perfectly control the flow of these true qi in his body, but at the same time, some disadvantages have also emerged.

The body was still a little too fragile. Du Mu felt that if he wasn't careful and took a wrong breath, a jet of Qi like a high-pressure water gun might burst out of his body.

He won't die. With his magical powers, he can easily repair his external injuries. But he is a little dangerous to passers-by.

To be on the safe side, Du Mu paused the infusion of true qi.

If it weren't for the inevitable loss in Peter's process of refining his true Qi, Du Mu's true Qi would now be at least thirty times more than before.

As for now... Du Mu made a rough estimate and it should be only about twenty times.

The initial loss of true Qi was not as high as one-third. As time went on, more true Qi dissipated without being absorbed by Peter. There was nothing that could be done about it.

However, Peter still looked stress-free, which made Du Mu unable to resist and wanted to try the empowerment magic again.

"what!"

But as soon as it was instilled, Peter grimaced and screamed in pain.

Du Mu could only withdraw his hand with regret.

It seems that I still need to go to Hogwarts to be a substitute teacher, so that I can lure a few students over under the guise of teaching...

Peter's flow was interrupted by this slight pain. He thought that the amount of true energy his body could contain had reached its limit, so he stopped what he was doing and didn't dare to practice anymore for the time being.

Peter stood in the yard of the martial arts gym, looking at his hands with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"This power... I have an illusion. I feel like I can catch a crashed plane falling from the sky."

Du Mu thought about it, it seems that Superman has some kind of biological force field? It should be a patch added to the comics later. He doesn't read comics so he doesn't know much about it.

But in the TV series The Boys, Homelander made it very clear that even if his power was sufficient, the aircraft's own carrying capacity was not enough. In the face of a firm interceptor, the falling plane would be cut smoothly like butter.

Therefore, Du Mu shook his head and said, "That's probably not possible. Your mastery of the true qi is still too low. If one day you can let the true qi cover the entire fuselage of the plane in an instant, then you can save the passengers while they are still alive."

Peter was stunned. He had a high level of scientific literacy, but he was too influenced by comics. When he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be true.

However, the next moment, he discovered the key information in the words.

Peter showed a surprised expression: "This power can not only be used to enhance strength and heal, but also to enhance the hardness of materials?"

He didn't feel anything about the increase in attack power, but he did need it because sometimes at a disaster scene, with collapsed buildings and out-of-control trucks, the instantaneous pressure could be more than 20 tons.

The ability to enhance the hardness of materials is a magical skill used in rescue operations.

Du Mu hesitated for a moment and said, "It's OK... But I haven't tested it specifically, so I don't know to what extent it can be strengthened."

Qi is not easy to quantify. The amount of Qi a person can refine each day is limited and varies according to their talent.

The so-called ten years or twenty years of training are just imaginary numbers for individuals.

Du Mu could only say that before he gave Peter the initiation, relying on Bruce's feedback several times, he should have had the internal strength level that he had practiced for thirty years.

With the continuous transmission of Qi from the initiation feedback, Peter should now have the amount of Qi he had cultivated for sixty years...

That is what is often referred to as sixty years of internal strength.

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