Chapter 1 The Art of Fist Fighting

The art of fist fighting has a long history, but it only became truly systematic before the founding of the Da Xuan Empire, after grandmasters like Gu Changfeng established the Central Martial Arts Hall.

Over the three hundred years of Da Xuan's existence, technology has advanced rapidly. Rooted in this colossal empire, the art of fist fighting has also developed rapidly during these three centuries.

However, when you have a weapon in your heart, the intent to kill arises. Over these three hundred years, with the increasing number of martial arts practitioners, instances of violating prohibitions through martial arts have become commonplace.

This caused a great deal of trouble. Therefore, under the control of Da Xuan, the true essence of fist techniques was collected by the military and no longer passed down to the common people.

As a result, although there are still masters among the common people today, the vast majority of experts are in the military.

Even someone as strong as Mu Longcheng, who had reached the level of Jian Shen Bu Huai (mind and body impervious), did not dare to easily set foot on Da Xuan's territory, fearing the military.

The military's training methods are the true essence of Da Xuan's martial arts.

"Military training methods..."

Li Yan shook his head with a wry smile, "An, you think too highly of us. Even the Martial Arts General Hall doesn't have much access to military training methods. How could An Feng and I have that ability?"

Military training methods use the most advanced equipment as an auxiliary, train the human body in a scientific way, and achieve peak physical fitness in a fast, safe, and non-residual way.

It includes equipment, instructors, ingredients, medical care, artificial intelligence assistance, and many other aspects, many of which cannot be measured by money.

They were just juniors, after all, how could they get these things?

"An, Li Yan is right. I do have a spot to enter, but when entering the military camp, identity verification is required through iris, fingerprint, blood, and other methods. Even if I wanted to give it to you, there's no way."

Wang Anfeng spread out his hands, indicating his helplessness.

The military's control over training methods is even stricter than that of firearms. After all, any Huajin master who reaches the peak of the human body is a huge threat in a crowd.

"I'm asking too much."

An Qisheng sighed pretentiously, stating his real purpose:

"Then, I want a few training diet recipes. That's not too much to ask, right?"

"Training diet recipes..."

Li Yan hesitated, looking embarrassed, but he didn't want to refuse again and again, so he said, "The training diet recipes are customized by the training camp's nutritionist, and each trainee is different. If you use them, they may not be very effective."

"I should at least try, right?"

An Qisheng glanced at Wang Anfeng.

"It's settled then!"

Wang Anfeng slapped his thigh:

"My eldest brother, second sister, uncle, and father have all been to the training camp. It's no problem for me to ask them for a few useless recipes!"

Seeing that Wang Anfeng had agreed, Li Yan couldn't say anything more and could only nod in agreement:

"My eldest sister also has a recipe, which I can also give to An."

With the deal reached and the arrangements made, Wang Anfeng got up and bid farewell with Li Yan.

An Jianzhong got up to see them off.

At the door, Li Yan suddenly turned his head, looked at An Qisheng lying on the hospital bed, and asked with a burning gaze, "An, you have a terminal illness, and it's difficult to improve your boxing skills. Why do you want the recipe?"

An Qisheng yawned against the bed and said sincerely:

"I think I can still be saved..."

.......

It takes a hundred days to recover from a bone injury. Even with the ointment given by Li Yan, An Qisheng stayed in the hospital for seven days before being discharged and returning home with bandages.

During these seven days, An Qisheng had to comprehend Wang Honglin's Baodan state once a day, and then do some rehabilitation training.

For seven days in a row, An Qisheng wanted to persist for a longer time each time, but unfortunately, he ran out of energy before he could see Wang Honglin's fight with Gu Changfeng.

After fainting once after trying to force it, he temporarily gave up.

After seven days of comprehension, he had made considerable progress in his mastery of his own strength.

"63kg!"

Looking at the data on the electronic scale, An Qisheng's mouth revealed a trace of a smile.

Although he only gained two pounds, which was not worth his eating and drinking on the hospital bed for the past seven days, An Qisheng was already very satisfied.

This was the first time his weight had increased instead of decreased in more than a year.

Baodan might really be his hope for recovery.

Dudu~

An Qisheng picked up his phone and answered it. Wang Anfeng's voice came from the other end:

"An, the training camp diet recipes I was able to get have been sent to your email. Li Yan took out one, for a total of seven..."

"Then thank you, senior. When I get better, I'll go to Modu once."

Without exchanging pleasantries, An Qisheng hung up the phone, took out his notebook, and opened his email.

"Seven recipes..."

Clicking on the email and looking at the six recipes listed above, An Qisheng frowned.

In the martial arts world, there has always been a saying that the poor study literature and the rich practice martial arts, with three parts practice and seven parts eating. Dietary supplements and medicinal diets have existed since ancient times. He had also come into contact with many unique medicinal diet recipes when he learned boxing in his previous life.

But this was the first time he had seen such a complex and precise recipe.

"I've long heard that the military has come a long way in artificial intelligence. It seems that's true. Without artificial intelligence, even the best nutritionist wouldn't be able to formulate such a complex and cumbersome recipe."

An Qisheng scrolled the mouse and compared the seven recipes one by one.

As Li Yan said, the training camp's recipes were all specially made, and no two were exactly the same.

However, with the six recipes placed together, he still found that a large part of these seven recipes overlapped, only the amounts were different.

"Bei Sha Shen (Glehniae Radix), Dendrobium, Royal Jelly, Black Fungus, Gorgon Fruit, Lotus Root, Dried Tangerine Peel, Lily, Ganoderma, Burdock, Radish, Tianqi (Radix Notoginseng)......"

An Qisheng wrote like flying, recording all the overlapping medicinal materials and foods on these six recipes, analyzing and summarizing:

"Ignoring the quantity, there are a total of eighty-seven kinds of overlapping medicinal materials and foods. In addition, there are nine kinds on the first recipe that are not the same as the other six, seven kinds on the second recipe, four kinds on the third recipe, eighteen kinds on the fourth recipe at most, and the fifth recipe......."

After comparing and summarizing them one by one, An Qisheng stopped writing after a full three hours.

Hu~

Tearing off the seven sheets of letter paper filled with writing, An Qisheng's eyes were bright:

"I don't have artificial intelligence, so I can't summarize a recipe that suits me, but I can try to combine them one by one..."

Since awakening his ability, he had conducted in-depth research on his ability.

He found that he could sense Wang Honglin and the little Taoist's physical condition and strength changes, but he could not influence their actions.

However, in an accidental attempt, he found that "himself" could be controlled!

Moreover, the time he could sense the little Taoist was one hour, Wang Honglin was ten minutes, but he himself was as long as twenty-four hours!

During these twenty-four hours, he could manipulate the past "himself" to do anything!

Although he couldn't influence what had already happened, he could use it to do some dangerous experiments that were not convenient to do in reality!

For example, testing medicine!

Where could he find a better medicine tester than "himself"?