Atlas of Heaven and Man

After the girl left, Ding Jiao immediately rushed over from behind. He patted Chen Chuan and exaggeratedly said, "Chen Chuan, Brother Chuan, I was wondering why you were so quiet. Turns out you were waiting to drop such a big bomb!" He was even more excited than Chen Chuan, "Wu Da, that's Wu Da!"

Chen Chuan shook his head and said, "I haven't passed the re-examination yet."

Ding Jiao said loudly, "Even if you haven't passed the re-examination, you've still been admitted! In the future, when I tell people that my brother is from Wu Da, who would dare to disagree?"

At this time, the classmates in the class also became very enthusiastic and began to come up to Chen Chuan to ask for contact information. However, Chen Chuan politely declined, saying that he would soon be moving out of his uncle's house and it was inconvenient to give out contact information now.

Next, he needed to intensify his training and really didn't have time to waste on these social niceties.

Even the classmate who had been praising Han Shu earlier eagerly approached him to talk, and didn't return to the original table afterward.

Han Shu sat alone in his seat, hesitated for a long time, and finally stood up. With a somewhat stiff expression, he came over and said, "Chen Chuan, I didn't expect you to be admitted to Wu Da. Congratulations! Let's keep in touch in the future."

Chen Chuan shook his head and said, "Let's not contact each other during this period. We'll talk about it later."

Han Shu thought that he was targeting him and gritted his teeth secretly, but on the surface, he could only squeeze out an unnatural smile: "Okay, okay."

After dealing with several waves of classmates who came over one after another, Chen Chuan was finally able to have some peace and quiet to eat. After training, his appetite was now very large. As soon as a plate of food was brought up, he quickly devoured it, leaving Ding Jiao stunned.

Chen Chuan had a feeling that the food he usually ate had a very low conversion efficiency and couldn't meet his training needs.

No wonder Yu Gang said that nutritional supplements were the mainstream in Wu Da, which could supplement the necessary nutrition without wasting too much time on eating. The disadvantage was that it had no taste and became annoying after eating too much, but he didn't care about that.

This dinner party lasted until about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and it was almost coming to an end. Except for the students who lived near the city center who had planned some activities, those who lived a little further away decided to go back early, because after nine o'clock in the evening was the most active time for gang members, plus some strange urban legends, it was always not very safe.

Chen Chuan smiled and agreed. After saying goodbye to Ding Jiao here, he crossed the road, went to the bicycle shed to pick up his bicycle, looked back at the lights in front of the hotel, and the gradually dispersing classmates, he pedaled and rode home.

At this time, there were not many pedestrians and vehicles. The road was very empty. In less than twenty minutes, he returned home, entered the front yard, and saw a spark flashing. A figure was sitting on the back rack of a bicycle smoking. He said, "Uncle?"

Nian Fuli hummed and said, "I've read the note you left. Tell me, what's going on?"

Because Chen Chuan felt that Mr. Qi's matter might have an impact, he mentioned it in the note he left during the day. He first parked his bicycle and explained the whole story in the yard.

After Nian Fuli finished listening, he took a few puffs, put out the cigarette, and said, "It's okay. You can continue to learn from Yu Gang when you come down. Don't ask too much about other things. If that Mr. Qi appears again, just avoid him. Yu Gang will help you block him."

Chen Chuan said, "Okay, Uncle, then I'll go back to my room first."

Nian Fuli said, "Go ahead." After Chen Chuan left, Yu Wan came out with a piece of clothing in her hand. Nian Fuli said, "This kid is much stronger than before."

Yu Wan said, "You, Chan'er has always been good, but now he is more sensible."

Nian Fuli stood up, held the handlebar with one hand, and said, "Okay, Xiao Wu is holding on at the bureau, I have to go back quickly. Those rebellious organizations have started making trouble again recently, really not letting people have peace."

Yu Wan quickly handed over the clothes in her hand and said, "Take the clothes, the night is heavy with cold."

Nian Fuli took it, stuffed it in the front basket, and waved his hand again, "You go back, don't stand here." After saying that, he pushed the car out of the front yard.

Yu Wan listened to the sound coming out of the alley, went forward to lock the door, and checked it before returning to the house.

Although Chen Chuan walked into the inner room, he could still clearly hear the conversation between the two in the front yard. He guessed that his aunt must have read the note, called Nian Fuli back, and waited for him for a long time.

He paused slightly, and waited until he heard Yu Wan's voice of returning to the house and bolting the door before returning to his room, changed his coat, took a set of clothes and took a shower in the bathroom, after coming back, he flipped through a book for a while, and when it was almost time, he turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The next day, he left early, jogging all the way to Fist Home, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Lu Ke stretching his body there. He greeted him and said, "Brother Lu, good morning, nothing happened yesterday, right?"

Lu Ke shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Thank you."

Chen Chuan said, "Thank you for what?"

Lu Ke said, "I know Master didn't actually want to accept Mr. Qi's invitation. If you hadn't stood up then, Master would have been forced to agree."

Chen Chuan said frankly, "I had my reasons for doing so, and Mr. Yu ultimately agreed anyway, so my role wasn't significant."

"It's different!" Lu Ke emphasized, "In any case, I want to thank you for standing up for Master yesterday."

Seeing his extremely serious expression, Chen Chuan nodded and asked, "Is Mr. Yu upstairs?"

Lu Ke said, "Master is here. You can go straight up."

Chen Chuan said okay, went up to the second floor, reached the end of the balcony corridor, and knocked on the door. "Mr. Yu, it's me, Chen Chuan."

With a creak, the door was pulled open from the inside, and Yu Gang's robust figure appeared. He said to him, "Come in."

After Chen Chuan entered, he first handed over the prepared fifty yuan to him, and then said, "Mr. Yu, I would like to ask you a question."

Yu Gang gestured and said, "Sit down. What do you want to ask?"

Chen Chuan waited for him to sit down first before taking a seat, and said, "Mr. Yu, I want to ask how many people can utilize '劲力' (jingli)?"

Yu Gang hummed and said, "There aren't many, but not few either. If breathing techniques can be mastered through rigorous training, then perhaps only one in ten people who know breathing techniques can use '劲力' (jingli). Especially complete '劲力' (jingli), it is very difficult to master. Sometimes boxers have to settle for mastering some easier-to-grasp minor '劲' (jin)."

Chen Chuan said, "Like that Ding Shuo from yesterday?"

Yu Gang said, "Ding Shuo may not be unable to master it. It's possible that he's eager to build his own fighting system, so he's mastering minor '劲' (jin) first to quickly form combat power, and then slowly improve it later. This situation is more common among non-academy boxers."

Chen Chuan asked again, "Then Mr. Yu, is it possible that I will encounter senior students who have mastered '劲力' (jingli) during the entrance re-examination?"

Yu Gang slowly said, "Although such students have not appeared much in previous assessments, it cannot be ruled out."

Chen Chuan sat up straight and humbly asked, "Then how should candidates defeat such opponents? Mr. Yu said that some students, even if they have been training since childhood, have not yet mastered breathing techniques before entering the school. Facing such senior students seems to be hopeless."

Yu Gang said, "Knocking down the opponent in the re-examination is the safest way to directly pass. But after all, a scoring system is used. If you face a student who has mastered '劲力' (jingli), the academy will score accordingly. If you don't want a high score, candidates can even wear protective gear. And don't think of people who know '劲力' (jingli) as unattainable. In the end, it's just a fighting tool, with flaws and shortcomings, and there are ways to counter it."

Although Chen Chuan didn't know the specific judging criteria of the Martial University, a low score was not what he was pursuing. So he continued to ask for advice, "Mr. Yu, if I encounter a durable opponent like Ding Shuo in the re-examination, how should I win?"

Yu Gang said, "Although breathing techniques can improve resistance to strikes, the crucial points are all in the breathing. If the breathing cannot be maintained, then the resistance to strikes will decrease."

"And when '劲力' (jingli) has not been mastered to a sufficiently high level, each use also requires the cooperation of breathing techniques. So if you can disrupt the opponent's breathing rhythm, even if it's just briefly causing the opponent to lose the maintenance of breathing techniques, then there is an opportunity."

Chen Chuan thought to himself, "Disrupt the rhythm..."

Yu Gang said, "Don't think too complicatedly. On the fighting arena, most people who are knocked down are hit by the enemy the moment they make a move. So as long as you hit the target one step ahead at the moment the opponent's '劲力' (jingli) is released, you can disrupt the breathing rhythm, and even knock down the opponent with one blow."

"It just requires extremely fast on-the-spot reaction and precise strikes, which is generally difficult to achieve, but I don't think you don't have a chance with your talent."

Speaking of this, he emphasized again, "Actually, the most correct way to knock down an enemy is to have a powerful strike. As long as the strike is strong enough, there is no need to consider anything else. This is the right way."

Chen Chuan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Yu, it seems difficult for me to do that right now."

Yu Gang said, "It's not completely impossible, it just depends on how much the price is. The human body is not incapable of exerting stronger power, but it is restricted by self-protection mechanisms. I can teach you a method to briefly exert stronger speed and power using breathing techniques. You can regard it as immature '劲力' (jingli). The price is that the body will also suffer corresponding damage."

Hearing this, Chen Chuan's eyes lit up. Because of the existence of the second me, he didn't have to care too much about these damages, so he said seriously, "Please teach me, Mr. Yu."

Yu Gang stood up and came to a sandbag tied to the wall with an iron chain, and said in a deep voice, "Watch."

His center of gravity sank slightly, and he suddenly let out a deep shout. At the same time, he punched out. It looked like just a simple punch, but it actually punched through the sandbag. As the fist retracted, the shredded cotton and sand inside leaked out.

Chen Chuan couldn't help but think, if this punch hit someone... But just as he thought about it, Yu Gang suddenly turned around and punched towards his face!