It was not until noon the next day that Tina finally woke up from her sleep. At this time, Zhang Lisheng was already sitting by the bed, carrying out his first secret method cultivation after the transformation.
Every time he made a breakthrough to Rank-6 Wizard and cultivated the Witchcraft's Gate of Death, he would need to transform and consume a wizard gu.
It was not easy to hunt a good wizard gu and it was even more difficult to nurture it. Without the 'transform' spell that Zhang Lisheng obtained when he was a Rank-2 Wizard and enough blood and flesh to support them, many wizards would not be able to obtain a wizard gu with omniscient power in their entire life. As for the ancient strange worm that had undergone transformation, it was basically a legendary thing to them.
In this case, firstly, it was because wizard gu with transformation value was extremely rare and must be cherished.
Secondly, it was because when a wizard broke through to Rank-12 Wizard, he could freely master the integration of magic and martial arts. Usually, after the wizard who cultivated the Witchcraft's Gate of Death underwent six transformations for the first time, be it his fighting style or cultivation method, there would be a sudden 180-degree change from relying on the wizard gu to focusing on his body. It was the same for the secret cultivation method that the young man obtained.
Right now, he no longer needed to build any internal and external cycle with the wizard gu. All he needed to do was to concentrate and calm down. Wisps of smoke that would form the Sky-Swallowing Money Toad for a while before dispersing and turning into the Demon's image would naturally float out of his back, causing the wizard power in his body to increase bit by bit.
When the girl saw the faintly changing smoke that appeared behind Zhang Lisheng, she was feeling very magical. However, the young man seemed to have sensed that she had woken up, so he opened his eyes abruptly.
The smoke behind him disappeared without a sign and Zhang Lisheng turned around. "Good morning, Tina."
"Good morning, baby. Your back, your back …" The naked girl sat up and kissed the young man.
"What happened to my back?"
"There was smoke floating around just now. It turned into a demon with a big head and teeth for a while and a big toad for a while. The smoke disappeared all of a sudden before you turned around."
"Is that so? So this is the cultivation phenomenon after breaking through to Rank-6 Wizard. But that's not important. Tina, I want to talk to you about the transformation. Recently, I've been relying on sacrificing Mountoad and my body has undergone a fundamental change …"
Zhang Lisheng told Tina about his transformation. "I have a bad feeling about the accident that happened in the stadium last night. I don't want to be treated as a monster and have all my secrets dug out."
"Baby, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for insisting that you go to the American wrestling competition last night."
"No, I don't blame you, Tina. This kind of thing will happen sooner or later. After the transformation, it's impossible for me to hide my powerful physical strength all the time. As long as I show my strength, I'll be noticed by others sooner or later. In that case, it's better for me to be discovered earlier.
What I want to talk to you about is that right now, there are people on the internet who have taken the initiative to help me find this magical ancient fighting technique called 'Kung Fu' as an excuse. Do you think I can use it? "
"Of course it's possible, but since you want to use Kung Fu as an excuse to push the boat along with the current, you should at least master a little Kung Fu and be able to perform a set of punches, baby."
"Oh, you're right. I should indeed go to a Chinese martial arts dojo to learn some punches. This may be good for me to control my physical strength freely as soon as possible. You can say that it's killing two birds with one stone." The young man's eyes lit up right away. Recalling Maddie's suggestion before, he nodded and said, "That's right, Tina. I want to go back to China this winter vacation. Do you want to go with me?"
"Oh, Lisheng, I originally wanted you to accompany me to Boston after Christmas. This year is my first winter vacation since I entered Harvard. In order to join the Sisters' Association, Trish, Sheila, and I must return to school early to draw lots and do missions."
"Hah, looks like the surname Douglin is not as bright in Boston as it is in New York."
"But if my surname is not Douglin, it's impossible for me to enter the Sisters' Association as a freshman. However, Harvard was established before the US after all. As the saying goes, 'Harvard came first, then the US'. Some traditions must be respected."
"Oh, I see. In that case, I can only go back to China by myself. Let's hope that there won't be any bookmarks in Western Sichuan …" When Zhang Lisheng reached here, he and Tina carefully discussed the foreign worlds that kept popping up one after another. This time, the girl did not have any good suggestions. She felt that other than living her life as usual passively and thinking of ways to deal with the outside world when an accident happened, there was no other way at all.
Such a conclusion, of course, could not satisfy the young man. "Sh * t! In the end, it's still because I'm too weak that I can only passively wait for an accident to happen …"
"Baby, you've only been in the US for a year and a half and you've already become a billionaire with your own powerful hidden force. Don't be too hard on yourself …" Tina persuaded Zhang Lisheng and took the initiative to pull the young man into the bathroom, using the most direct way to relieve her depressed mood.
After a round of passionate hand-to-hand combat, the two of them walked out of the room. Zhang Lisheng was afraid that his mother would take the initiative to go to the Apple Island Health Medical Center to pick him up from the hospital in the afternoon, so he did not even eat lunch before bidding farewell to Tina and hurriedly returned home.
In the days to come, the entire US gradually immersed in the joyous atmosphere of Christmas. Of course, Zhang Lisheng could not make such a disappointing request to return to China at this time, so he could only continue to stay in New York and pass the time.
He was not enthusiastic about Western holidays like Christmas. Other than seeing Tina and walking around the factory, he had put his idea of learning China's Kung Fu into action.
The martial arts club that he went to was the one that Maddie had mentioned before. It was Dr. Song who had helped him set his bones and taught people Kung Fu on Saturday and Sunday nights every week for the sake of his unemployed son.
Zhang Lisheng had a deep impression of this short and fat Chinese old man who wore glasses and had sparse hair. Not only that, but he was also impressed by his profound and effective bone-setting technique. Since ancient times in China, medical skills, health care, and martial arts had always been inseparable. Often, the Chinese medicine masters who were proficient in the knowledge of human meridians and vital energy and blood were also martial artists. For this reason, he made such a choice.
When Maddie, who had just finished her final exam at New York University, brought Zhang Lisheng to the Spicy Chicken Restaurant in Chinatown again, it just so happened that it was a Saturday afternoon.
When the two of them pushed the door and walked into the antique Chinese style restaurant, they did not see the short and fat Dr. Song. Instead, they saw a sparse diner and a tall, thin, but still charming middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam.
When the woman saw Maddie, she was stunned for a moment. Then, she greeted her enthusiastically with a smile on her face, "You're here, Maddie! What do you want to eat? It's my treat!
I heard that you're working in a big company now and you're even the big boss's secretary. Your part-time salary is more than 100,000 USD a year. Tsk tsk, when are you going to help your Brother Dayong so that he can also find a good job and have a stable life … "
"I'm not here to eat, Aunt Connie. I've brought a friend here to learn Kung Fu from Dr. Song."
"Learn Kung Fu? Bring your friend upstairs then. Your Uncle Song is teaching students Kung Fu now. If your friend really wants to learn, I'll ask him to give you a discount," Connie said with a kind of warmth and shrewdness that only Chinese city women had.
"Thank you, we'll go upstairs first," Maddie said and pulled Zhang Lisheng up to the second floor along the stairs.
The second floor of the restaurant was almost the same size as the first floor, but there were no partitions. It was apparent that it used to be a huge storeroom but it was now cleaned up and covered with thick tatami to serve as the martial arts dojo's training ground.
When the two of them walked upstairs, there were more than ten people of different ages standing there. The youngest was a teenager and the oldest was a middle-aged man in his thirties. A short and fat old man was chanting loudly, "… I'm teaching everyone the authentic Shape-Will Fist. I won't let you guys spend your money for nothing if you guys can learn the real thing …"
"I've told you before, I'm a junior college student from the first batch of Chinese Massage Department of Sichuan Medical University. My master is Mr. Song Jinfa, and Mr. Song's master is Mr. Huang Bainian. He's the seventh generation Shape-Will Fist master …"
"I've told you before, this Shape-Will Fist was created by Master Ji Jike in the early Qing Dynasty by combining the Six Harmonies Spear Technique and Yue Wumu's Fist Manual into a fist technique …"
"Teacher, what else did you say?" A kid among the students asked loudly in English, causing a burst of laughter.
If it was a professional martial arts dojo in the United States, the students would never dare to be so presumptuous. However, in this kind of martial arts dojo that was opened on top of a restaurant, the students would naturally be much bolder.
Dr. Song's face turned red, but when he thought of his grandson who needed money all the time, he forced himself to endure it. "I've also said that Shape-Will Fist uses the five elements — slashing, bursting, drilling, blasting, and horizontal.
The ten forms are dragon, tiger, hawk, and swallow.
The four fists and eight styles are the head fist. Sticking your hand is the basic fist technique. The most important thing to master the basic fist technique is the stance … "
"But what's with the Three Postures? It's too tiring to stand, we can't even practice it."
"Tilting the head and shrinking the neck, the posture is not right … The center of gravity is not stable, and the footwork is not agile. These are the ten major problems of practicing fist technique," Dr. Song mumbled a long incantation. In the end, he could not help but shout, "If you guys continue to stand like that, you'll still be a melon baby even if you stand until the Earth is destroyed."
Upon hearing such words, some of the older students understood that 'melon baby' was a dirty word, so they said angrily, "Mr. Song, it's wrong of you to say that.
No wonder you can't get long-term students every time you teach fist technique. Such a crude and backward education method … "
"It's true that I can't get long-term students, but the students who listen to me will not be able to fight and dash after practicing for two to three months. It's their loss if they don't have the willpower to continue practicing. If I'm not really capable, you guys won't pay to come to class …"
Zhang Lisheng, who was standing behind the old man, could not help but laugh out loud when he heard the old man saying things like 'able to fight and dash' out of anger.
"Who's laughing? Who's laughing? Who's laughing?" Upon hearing the laughter coming from behind, Dr. Song, who was embarrassed, suddenly turned around and shouted.
"It's my uncle. Do you still remember him? He's the fellow countryman who came to you for bonesetting last year at this time," Zhang Lisheng replied in Mandarin.
"Oh, it's you, kid." Dr. Song still remembered this fellow countryman who was brought by Maddie to find him for bonesetting in the middle of the night. His expression became slightly better, "What are you doing here?"
"Learning Kung Fu."
"Oh, you don't look like a brawny kid. You should indeed practice fist technique. But let me tell you the ugly part, practicing fist technique is tough …"
"Don't worry, Uncle. I can take hardships."
"What class do you want to sign up for? Is it long-term …"
"I don't want to sign up for any class. I just want you to teach me some real Kungfu with all your heart. I only have four to five days left now, so I'll pay you 10,000 dollars a day."
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