29 Strange inciden (1/2)

The crux of a Dragon Tiger Fist was all about concept. Mo Wen had a unique understanding of it, which allowed his practice to go smoothly. The concept included a set of continual fighting techniques, with strokes as ferocious as a tiger and the grandeur of a dragon. One stroke linked to another with constant progression. After two hours of practice, Mo Wen finally came to a stop. He let out a long exhale, like a mythological dragon spitting vapor, for five minutes before he finally stopped.

Wang Yuan was stunned while watching Mo Wen and asked, ”What fighting technique is that?” He had been practicing with Mo Wen for a few days and noticed that Mo Wen had been working on this fighting technique every day.

He didn't mind too much at first. However, when he observed carefully, Wang Yuan realized that this fighting technique contained an indescribable grandeur that was almost as unfathomable as the depths of the ocean. If one fixated on the movements, they might hear the cries of a dragon and the roar of a tiger. However, once awakened from the trance, they would hear nothing.

The more Wang Yuan understood it, the more amazed he was. He tried to mimicked the set of fighting techniques but was surprised to realize that he didn't have any recollection of them. There did not seem to be any specific strokes and it seemed like Mo Wen was casually striking punches without any form or order. This set of fighting techniques was impossible to learn even if one watched and observed carefully every day.

”Dragon Tiger Fist.”, Mo Wen smiled while answering. Dragon Tiger Fist didn't have any exact strokes; it was simply a method of practicing the internal and external processes of the body. However, it was not justifiable to think that this practice did not possess any strokes as Dragon Tiger Fist was able to integrate any and all kinds of strokes.

If fighting techniques like Tai Chi, Shape-Will Fist, and Vajrapani Style were integrated into Dragon Tiger Fist, the combination would exhibit an exponential amount of power.

”It seems to be a more formidable fighting technique than the ”Fragmented Golden Fist” my Master taught me,” Wang Yuan said enviously.

Mo Wen smiled without commenting. Wang Yuan's Master was only a martial arts practitioner of the Soothing Pulse Realm. It would be odd if he could teach any profound knowledge of martial arts.

However, Mo Wen was shocked with one discovery: the ancient martial arts practitioners of this world had taken the correct path of The Practice. That path was to start with training the body to transmute into Essence. This was unlike the world of Mo Wen's other lifetime. There, they would start off with the practice of Inner Qi. That old way was obviously treading on the wrong path.

Normally, according to the traditional path of The Practice, ancient martial arts practitioners on this world should have achieved skills beyond those in the previous world. However, it was strange to hear Wang Yuan state that a martial arts practitioner of the Soothing Pulse Realm was already a legendary rank martial arts expert!

Could there be any secret in it? Or could it be that Wang Yuan didn't fully understand everything due to his lack of knowledge and experience?

Wang Yuan walked towards him and pretended to ask casually, ”Mo Wen, you seemed to be quite close to Qin Xiaoyu. What is your relationship with her?”

”It's just a normal friendship,” Mo Wen answered while scrutinizing Wang Yuan suspiciously.

”Really?” Wang Yuan countered, he obviously had some doubts. Mo Wen just shrugged his shoulders as he didn't wish to talk about it any further. Wang Yuan's mouth twitched indignantly and he retorted, ”Pfft you liar. Everyone knows that Qin Xiaoyu looks for you all the time. Qin Xiaoyu is the only girl whom I've had feelings for in my whole life. Yet, she is casting pearls before a swine like you; God must be blind.”

Wang Yuan continued, ”You better be careful. There are many people in the military region who like Qin Xiaoyu and they seem to be making inquiries about you recently.” Wang Yuan paused and seemed to have thought of something, and then gave a gloating, evil laugh.

Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders again.

Wang Yuan knew Mo Wen's temperament quite well. Mo Wen's nonchalant poker face which seemed so set in stone that it wouldn't even change even if the heavens collapsed.

Wang Yuan looked strangely at Mo Wen and asked, ”I forgot to ask you something. Qin Xiaoyu mentioned that you are also a student of Traditional Chinese Medicine Faculty Class 1314. Why are you not assigned to the same dormitory as our class?” A few days ago, Qin Xiaoyu had mentioned Mo Wen was in the same class, which was something he hadn't realized before.

Surprise flashed instantaneously in Mo Wen's eyes as he responded, ”The school assigned dormitories according to class?” He had no idea, especially since the dormitory he was assigned to had nothing to do with Traditional Chinese Medicine Faculty Class 1314. It was an extremely weird dormitory.