The bar is being renovated, so Yang Mu doesn't have to go there in the next few days. He goes to the park to practice alone every night and goes back to rest during the day.
Two more nights passed, and in the early morning of this day, Yang Mu finally successfully performed the "Seventy-two Postures of the Dragon Raising Its Head" nine times.
As the last movement ended, he fell to the ground feebly, a sound like fried beans erupted from his body, and he felt a stream of heat gushing out of his body, flowing throughout his body.
A layer of fine dirt appeared on Yang Mu's body.
This time, the dirt discharged from the body was not as dark and foul-smelling as last time, but it still smelled bad. Yang Mu ran back to his residence and took a shower.
Ruan Tang woke up and saw Yang Mu, and asked doubtfully: "Brother Mu, have you become whiter? Your skin seems to be better than before?"
"Is there any?" Yang Mu was stunned.
He didn't pay attention to this at all.
To him, it doesn't matter whether his skin is better or worse.
What he cares more about is the changes in other aspects after entering the middle stage of the physical realm.
It's a pity that although he feels that his body is much stronger, there is no way to test it and get an accurate result to find out how much stronger it is.
"Yes."
Ruan Tang nodded firmly and smiled, "Brother Mu, why don't you wait until after I graduate and I go out to earn money to support you, and you stay at home and be my pretty boy, okay?"
Yang Mu said angrily: "Don't! I've been serving you for so many years. Please forgive me after you graduate."
Ruan Tang hummed, "I don't need you to serve me. I didn't ask you to do laundry and cook. You can play games or do whatever you want."
"That's not a pretty boy, that's a grown-up!"
Yang Mu didn't take her words seriously at all, and pulled out Ruan Tang who was huddled in the quilt, "Brother, I don't need you to support me. As long as you can get up consciously every day, I will be grateful. Go wash your face and brush your teeth quickly. If you delay any longer, you will be late!"
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Ruan Tang pouted his little mouth, like a lazy kitten.
Next, Yang Mu continued to practice as usual, going to the park to practice every night. It was not that he liked to practice at night, but during the day, no matter how secluded the place was, it was still easy to be watched because there were many people in the park.
The day of the Underground Boxing Champion Challenge has finally arrived, and the time is eight o'clock in the evening.
In the early morning, Yang Mu finished his night of practice and lay on the ground exhausted, recovering his strength while analyzing the current situation.
"The third movement of the 11th time, this is my current limit! The 'Seventy-two poses of the dragon raising its head' is really weird. It is obviously the same movement, but the more times you do it, the more difficult it becomes.
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"After breaking through to the middle stage of the physical realm, the speed of improvement has slowed down. However, if this speed continues, within a month, it will be enough to break through to the late stage of the physical realm! By then, I will be able to cure Grandpa Gu's disease.
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"The problem is, in just six days, two bottles of marrow cleansing solution were consumed, and only four bottles were left. The remaining marrow cleansing solution on hand is not enough to support my breakthrough to the late stage of the physical realm!"
"Also, it is not a problem to practice day and night like this all day long. It is best to change to a larger residence with a yard or a room dedicated to practice."
"After all, we are still short of money! If we have money, none of this will be a problem. Put aside the distance, if we can get the 5 million tonight, it will be enough to solve our urgent needs."
At night, just like every other day, Yang Mu finished his dinner and went out not long after.
However, this time I went back not to the park, but to the Falcon Club in the city center where the Underground Boxing Champion Challenge was held.
The Falcon Club looks very ordinary on the outside, no different from other surrounding buildings, but there are several tall men in black guarding the entrance, which is completely different from the surrounding buildings.
When Yang Mu walked to the gate, one of the big men reached out to stop him.
Another big man stretched out his hand towards Yang Mu, obviously asking for something, but they did not take the initiative to remind Yang Mu what they wanted.
Yang Mu handed the card Gu Anqi gave him to the other party.
When the big man saw the card, his face became a little gentler. After confirming that there was no problem, he made an invitation gesture to Yang Mu and said with a smile: "It's on the third underground floor."
Yang Mu nodded, took the card back, and walked through the door.
Not long after he entered, a Rolls-Royce Phantom arrived, and Shang Qingdai and her personal secretary Caitlin got out of the car.
The big men looked respectful and allowed them to walk through the door without checking any cards at all.
"Mr. Shang, I guarantee that Basong's strength will definitely make you... There is a Chinese saying, it's amazing, yes! It will definitely make you amazing!
The so-called boxing championship challenge is just a game to him. Before coming here, he had held it in many foreign cities, and no one was his opponent. He is invincible!"
Caitlin had admiration on her face. She had seen Basong take action before, and in her heart, he was an invincible god of war.
Shang Qingdai listened silently, and after she finished speaking, she said slowly:
"I hope he is really as powerful as you said. However, China's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, no matter how powerful he is, there may not be anyone who can be his opponent."
Caitlin didn't take it seriously. If she hadn't been in front of Mr. Shang, whom she admired from the bottom of her heart, she would have laughed out loud and said:
"Mr. Shang, compared with modern fighting techniques, Chinese martial arts are just decorations. I have seen those so-called Chinese martial arts masters on TV——"
"idiot."
A voice sounded behind Shang Qingdai and Caitlin.
It was a woman's voice. It was extremely pleasant to hear, but it was also extremely cold, as if it would freeze you.
Caitlin, who has been pursued by countless men since she was a child, has never been so insulted by someone. She turned around with an annoyed look: "Who are you calling stupid-"
She didn't finish speaking, and the rest of her words seemed to be stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them out.
At this moment, Caitlin, who had always been extremely proud, felt inferiority complex in her heart.
At some point, two people appeared behind her and Shang Qingdai.
One of them is a tall and mighty middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man has an outstanding figure and temperament, but no matter who looks over him, he will be ignored in an instant because the woman next to him is so stunning.
Caitlin, who is tall and had a part-time job as a model during college, had to raise her face slightly to make eye contact with the woman in black trench coat in front of her.
Shang Qingdai, who turned around with her, also had a stunning look in her eyes.
This woman has the height of an international supermodel, but from the vague outline of her body, it can be seen that she is not as thin as those supermodels, but she does not look thick at all. She interprets the word "devil figure" to the extreme.
She has long shiny silver hair that reaches her hips and is extremely conspicuous.
She was wearing black sunglasses that covered almost half of her face, but the half of her face that was exposed was already stunning. As long as the eyes behind the sunglasses were not deformed, she must be an extremely beautiful face.
The most special thing is that this woman's temperament is so cold!
Shang Qingdai, who was called the iceberg beauty by many, felt as if she was about to be frozen standing in front of this woman.
"It seems to be a mixed race..."
Shang Qingdai observed the exposed half of the other person's face, and her eyes fell on the long hair behind the other person. This long hair was eye-catching, and it didn't look like it was dyed.
The silver-haired woman's gaze obviously paused on Shang Qingdai's face for a moment, and then looked at Caitlin: "Idiot, get out of the way."
Caitlin only felt a huge invisible pressure hanging over her body, her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and she felt that behind her sunglasses, there was a pair of beautiful but extremely terrifying eyes staring at her indifferently.
Under the control of fear, she was very obedient and got out of the way.
Shang Qingdai frowned and said, "Why did you call her a fool?"
"Ignorant but self-righteous, not a fool, what is that?"
The silver-haired woman asked coldly and left with the middle-aged man.
It wasn't until they disappeared from sight that the fear in Caitlin's heart dissipated and she said angrily:
"Who does this guy say is ignorant? Just wait and see, Basong will definitely trample all the Chinese challengers to the ground. By then, she will understand that she is the one who is self-righteous, not me. Chinese martial arts is a joke.