Chapter 14: A Beginning Talk on Immortality
When Lao Wang heard this, he was shocked.

The brain is like a sudden enlightenment, and a whole new door of thinking is opened.

"If martial arts is lacking, then rebuild it."

"Rebuilding the Martial Arts."

"Rebuilding the Martial Arts..."

Lao Wang put his hands in his hair and kept muttering to himself, as if he was in a trance.

Yes!

Martial arts have been developing rapidly for thirty years now, but there has not been much change in the art of martial arts. It can even be said that it has been standing still.

Martial arts seem powerful.

But humans know that if they only rely on current martial arts, the top human powerhouses will not be able to defeat the top ferocious beasts.

This is not a problem of human beings, but a problem of the flaws and limits of martial arts.

As long as there is a limit to the upper limit of martial arts, humans are destined to be unable to surpass ferocious beasts.

If you want to defeat the ferocious beast, you must break the upper limit.

Since martial arts are flawed, why not rebuild a new and more powerful martial arts?
Old Wang had never thought of such a simple and easy-to-understand truth in his seventy or eighty years of life, and even the entire human race had never thought of it.

Unexpected.

Fang Xiaoyang actually thought of it.

"Ugh!"

Old Wang sighed softly, feeling that Lian Bo was getting old.

"I'm not as good as you."

"The entire human race is not as good as you... At least in terms of innovation, the human race is not as good as you."

"Teacher, what's wrong with you? Do you think I'm being a little too arrogant?" Fang Xiaoyang asked timidly with his eyes shrinking.

"No. Maybe you're right."

"Our generation has been devoted to martial arts and improving it, but we have never thought about rebuilding it."

"I'm not as good as you in this respect."

"Teacher, do you support me?" Fang Xiaoyang's heart was touched, something crystal clear welled up in the corners of his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly.

All along, classmates have regarded Fang Xiaoyang as a joke.

"What kind of martial arts method can a high school student create? That is the Federation's business."

"Don't let your imagination run wild if you're just a tailgater."

"Be careful, don't let the technique you created kill you. If you're not careful and go astray, then..."

The laughter of classmates is as unpleasant as you can imagine.

Even his best friend David Ho didn't think highly of him.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the head teacher actually supports him.

"of course."

"There are thousands of great ways in the world, but who can guarantee that the way of martial arts is the right one?"

"And you dare to think, dare to do, and have talent."

"I'm optimistic about you."

"Perhaps you can create a new martial art like Zhao Wuji in the future."

Fang Xiaoyang was shocked, and a sense of recognition filled his heart.

He hesitated slightly.

Master Lao Wang has high moral standards and decent character, and he doesn't seem like someone who would embezzle his skills.

He immediately took out the A4 paper with the new technique written on it and placed it on the table.

Of course, this is just a simplified version of the martial arts he created. He will not reveal the real core things.

Then, Fang Xiaoyang discussed the problems he encountered in the new method with Lao Wang one by one. Lao Wang also told Fang Xiaoyang the key points without hiding anything.

The more they discussed it, the more shocked Lao Wang became.

Fang Xiaoyang's knowledge was terrifyingly high, and it was totally unlike what a high school student could possess. Whether it was meridian theory, exercise theory, or knowledge of exercise, he was completely comparable to the freshmen at Qiuzhen College.

Even better than freshmen.

Many of the questions Fang Xiaoyang asked were very to the point, and even Lao Wang had to think carefully for a while before he could answer them.

One hour…

Two hours...

Fang Xiaoyang and Lao Wang were discussing quietly in the office. They forgot about the class and the passage of time.

When they came across the same point of view, they nodded to each other.

When they encounter disagreements, they argue until they are red in the face.

"Gulu...Gulu..."

"I'm so hungry." When they were extremely hungry, it was already dark. Fang Xiaoyang looked out the window. The lights were bright outside and a crescent moon was hanging in the sky.

It's a little late.

Fang Xiaoyang frowned and immediately interrupted Lao Wang's chattering.

"Teacher, it's very late now."

"I'm ready to go home."

"It's still early! Come on... Fang Xiaoyang, tell me more. The meridians in your diagram seem to be blocking the flow of true qi. How do you connect with the true qi from the outside world?"

Lao Wang didn't even raise his head, his eyes fixed on the A4 paper on the table.

Lao Wang himself did not realize that he had called Fang Xiaoyang by his nickname at first, but now he called him by his full name. His change in addressing clearly showed that he regarded Fang Xiaoyang as a person of the same level.

"Teacher, it's really late."

"My mother is still at home, waiting for me to go back for dinner." Fang Xiaoyang refused.

"Oh... okay!"

"It's a pity. There are still many things I don't understand." Lao Wang looked regretful.

"goodbye teacher."

After saying goodbye quietly, Fang Xiaoyang turned around and walked outside.

"Wait a moment." Suddenly, Lao Wang's voice came from behind.

Fang Xiaoyang paused, turned around and looked at Lao Wang in confusion.

Lao Wang tiptoed over and looked around.

There was no one around.

He then said worriedly:

"Don't tell anyone about the conversation I had with you today."

"Please keep it secret. I feel that your new martial art is very extraordinary."

Fang Xiaoyang chuckled: "Teacher, don't worry! I'm not stupid."

"How can I show the skills I created to others casually? Even the version I showed you is a simplified version."

"Even if someone else steals it, it will be of no use at all."

"I didn't expect that you could even guard against the teacher." Lao Wang adjusted the frame of his glasses and said with a smile.

"That's right. You shouldn't have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others." Fang Xiaoyang said with a smile.

"You little rascal." Lao Wang stretched out his right hand and pretended to hit Fang Xiaoyang on the head.

Fang Xiaoyang moved his feet, and his body turned gently like a loach and dodged.

"Then I'll leave first."

After Fang Xiaoyang finished speaking, he started walking towards home.

Unexpectedly, Lao Wang's voice came again from behind.

"Wait a moment..."

Lao Wang wanted to reach into the drawer several times but stopped, as if he wanted to take something but didn't want to, and his brows were full of hesitation.

"What's the matter?" Fang Xiaoyang stopped and asked.

Hearing Fang Xiaoyang's voice, Lao Wang slapped his thigh and made up his mind at this moment.

He opened the drawer with his right hand, took out a yellowed book, and spoke in a low voice.

"This notebook is from the Wanfa Fairy's notebook. It contains some things that shock the world."

"Watch it secretly when you have time."

"But don't let anyone else know, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

"Shocking the world?" Fang Xiaoyang took it doubtfully and looked at the "Notes of the Fairy of All Laws".

I just saw this casually written notebook, made of ordinary material.

Perhaps because it’s been a long time, the cover of the notebook is a little yellowed.

However, one can vaguely see from the cover that there is a stunningly beautiful woman on it.

There was a line of beautiful handwriting in pen in the lower left corner of the notebook: Written by the Fairy Wanfa.

Fang Xiaoyang resisted the urge to open it right away and immediately put the "Notes of the Fairy of All Laws" into his schoolbag.

Then he smiled and asked, "Is this the note from the top human being, the Fairy Wanfa?"

"Yes." Lao Wang nodded.

"This is good stuff." Fang Xiaoyang licked the corner of his mouth and made a clicking sound...

"Who said no? I hesitated for a long time before I took it out for you."

"Thanks."

Fang Xiaoyang responded, then walked to the carport. He stepped on the pedal and the broken mountain bike rumbled towards home.

(End of this chapter)