Gao Wu: Returning from the Tomb of Gods, I am invincible!

The crane's steps push the mountain steadily!

Crane push!

Li Mu's steps were light and his arms pushed horizontally.

The eight basic postures of Crane Push.

This style emphasizes firmness and softness.

Push lightly!

This is also the only one among the eight basic postures that Li Mu has not used in actual combat, so he usually practices it more.

One push, two steps forward, three steps to reduce sinking, and four changes to punch.

Li Mu quickly started practicing in the training room.

Don't stick to a certain move.

Quickly change between the eight basic poses.

It becomes more and more natural.

"You have a new contact."

Suddenly, a notification sound came from the optical brain.

Li Mu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Li Mu frowned when he saw that the contact person was Xu Qiaorong.

Then hang up directly.

Since that class reunion, Xu Qiaorong has contacted herself often.

In the first place, Li Mu accepted the offer out of friendship with his classmates.

In the end, there was nothing serious. There were many words to please and make friends, and there were even some hints.

Then Li Mu died.

Ignoring this connection, Li Mu continued to practice.

Support the hammer, subdue the dragon, subdue the tiger...

For a moment, in the training room, the wind of fists roared and the sound of breaking the air continued.

……

I practiced intensely for more than half an hour.

The muscles all over Li Mu's body became more and more sore.

Taking a long breath, he stopped practicing.

He slowly moved his body and rubbed his muscles.

dong dong...

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Li Mu raised his eyebrows slightly. Under normal circumstances, he would not be disturbed.

He went to open the door.

"I didn't bother you, did I?" Yang Feihong smiled.

"No."

"Last time I said I had time to show you some tricks. I didn't have much time some time ago. I just have free time today and you are here."

Yang Feihong stepped into the training room.

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry."

Just as Li Muchang was about to close the door, he suddenly noticed a sneaky figure behind the corridor outside the door.

Li Mu recognized the person from the half of his long legs exposed sideways.

"Sister Yang, do you want to come in? I'm closing the door."

"Come on, come on, don't close the door!"

Yang Qianqian stopped hiding and ran over quickly.

"This girl." Yang Feihong shook his head helplessly and smiled.

"Hello, junior!" Yang Qianqian smiled coquettishly.

Then he quickly squeezed into the room from Li Mu's side.

A few strands of hair are flying, and a refreshing fragrance greets you.

Li Mu raised his eyebrows slightly and closed the door.

"Xiao Mu, are you preparing the medicine? You are quite versatile."

Yang Feihong saw the arranged utensils.

"Do whatever you want..."

Li Mu could feel the threat in Yang Feihong.

But this feeling of threat was not directed at him.

He harbored no ill will toward himself.

Yang Feihong stood still in front of the combat effectiveness tester.

"Come here, Qianqian, and listen carefully."

"Yes."

"Oh."

Li Mu and Yang Qianqian were standing behind Yang Feihong more than one meter apart.

Yang Qianqian couldn't help but peek and look at Li Mu.

He obviously looks like an ordinary boy.

But his father thought so highly of him.

There was also a personal invitation from Director Zhang Qianxun.

Even now, Yang Qianqian still feels a little unrealistic.

Yang Qianqian also asked about it.

Li Mu went to the same middle school as him.

But there was no name like Li Mu among the famous figures in the school before.

She also had no recollection of the name.

From an ordinary student to now, he is called by a small number of insiders: "a truly once-in-a-century talent in City S."

Yang Qianqian couldn't help but become curious about this junior.

"Qianqian! What are you looking at!" Yang Feihong suddenly spoke out, his tone a little unkind.

"that……"

Only then did Yang Qianqian notice her gaffe, and quickly looked away, her pretty face blushing slightly.

"Is there something on your face?"

Li Mu felt a little strange in his heart and touched it, but there was nothing.

"Listen carefully."

Yang Feihong said angrily: "Martial artist! What is martial arts?"

His voice became heavier:

"Follow the heaven and the earth as a warrior!"

"Be brave and diligent to become a warrior!"

"Perseverance leads to martial arts!"

"In the final analysis, the most important thing is a warrior's heart!"

"Don't think that these are far away from you. Only by awakening the heart of a warrior as soon as possible can you go further in the martial arts!"

"Um……"

Li Mu agreed in his heart, but he seemed to have awakened his martial arts heart...

Still an invincible heart!

"I can't help you with the awakening of the heart of martial arts. What I want to teach you today are some practical skills and techniques for exerting force."

Yang Feihong said solemnly: "For example, when you punch, you can't just rely on the strength of your arms."

"Qianqian, come up first and punch me the way I taught you."

"Yes!"

Yang Qianqian agreed softly and strode forward.

Stand in front of the tester.

Her slender legs were arched, and her fair right fist moved back.

Li Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Third level warrior...

He still knows how to build momentum, which is already extraordinary at this age!

After a moment, Yang Qianqian's white right fist punched out fiercely.

Bang!

The numbers on the screen jumped like crazy.

8432!

"Eight thousand, four hundred and thirty-two pounds, still barely."

Yang Qianqian smiled and raised her small nose.

"Well, barely."

Yang Feihong nodded slightly, seemingly calm, but the smile at the corner of his mouth still gave him away.

Obviously he is very satisfied with his genius daughter.

"Qianqian's last strength test was 8423 kilograms. His combat power and strength are almost the same, which is pretty good for her age."

Li Mu nodded slightly. Among the third-level warriors, her results were already very good.

He is worthy of being the top scorer in last year's college entrance examination and the former number one genius in S city.

Yang Qianqian muttered in a low voice with some dissatisfaction: "It's obviously better than..."

"Boy, did you see how Qian Qian hit him? You try it first, and I will correct your posture later."

"Uh……"

Li Mu was a little hesitant. If he really fought, it might be a bit exaggerated.

But if he doesn't really fight, Yang Feihong kindly gives him guidance on how to use his strength.

I don't need it at all, it seems like a waste of time.

At this moment, the optical brain prompted a message.

Li Mu quietly glanced at the message.

Suddenly a joyful light flashed across his eyes.

The news from the black boxing ring is that his opponent for the eighth round seems to be discussing something.

It seems there is no need to hide my clumsiness.

He has been waiting for Game [-] for a long time.

"Okay, then I'll try."

Li Mu nodded and stepped forward.

Stand in front of the strength tester.

Li Mu took a gentle breath.

The Qi of the Breath Counting Technique began to circulate.

His steps were slow and he got into a boxing stance.

"Whoo~"

He let out a sharp breath.

With a lightning-fast punch, he landed on the combat power tester.

Bang!

The numbers on the screen jumped wildly and finally stopped.

11985!

"One...ten thousand..." Yang Qianqian's voice suddenly became stuttering.

Yang Feihong's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

"Well... please ask the owner for advice..."

Li Mu pretended to be shy.

"Advice? It's not enough for you to advise me!" Yang Feihong suddenly asked a bit gaffefully:

"Boy, how much strength do you have? How can you possibly hit a figure close to [-] kilograms!"