Chapter Thirteen: The Grand Finale

  "I'll go take a look," said Yang Tong, getting up and running towards the dynamometer in the yard.

  Yang Tong followed Yang Tong to the dynamometer and waited quietly.

  Yang Tong took a deep breath and threw a standard bow-step punch, which still measured the standard force.

  "Boom——" The dynamometer emitted a heavy sound, and then the power data of Yang Tong's punch was displayed.

  "450 kilograms!" Yang Tong and Yang Tong stared at this data in shock. Yang Tong was only surprised by his son's progress speed, but soon thought of a scene he saw when he came back in the afternoon, and it quickly became clear.

  Yang Tong himself was different, because he had just returned in the afternoon and measured once, but didn't reach 400 kilograms of strength. However, after just a few hours passed, his strength suddenly increased by several dozen kilograms, what's going on?

  Tai Chi must be the effect of Tai Chi Fist!

  Yang Tong felt a surge of intense joy in his heart, who doesn't like a sudden increase in strength?

  "Great, I didn't expect that your power has reached the fourth level of apprentice martial artist. However, this time it should be a special situation that led to your sudden increase in power. Other aspects also need to pay attention to balanced development..." Yang Tong lectured Yang Tao with a serious face.

  "Dinner is ready." Mom's voice came over.

  Yang Tong finally shut up and said to Yang Tong: "Go eat, eat and rest early, you still have to participate in the finals tomorrow."

  Yang Tong ran away like he was fleeing from disaster.

  Yang Tong looked at his son's background and showed a relieved smile.

  Yang Tong ate carelessly, thinking in his heart that Tai Chi Fist was indeed mysterious and could quickly improve his strength, which was unreasonable.

  Yang Tong had also practiced Tai Chi before, and the old man had been practicing Tai Chi for a lifetime before he passed away. In theory, Tai Chi is not a truly competitive martial art, but rather a Taoist practice of nurturing life through non-action. The harmony of yin and yang, the evolution of the eight trigrams... It's impossible to suddenly increase one's strength, otherwise wouldn't the spread of Tai Chi in past lives have been chaotic?

  There must be something that he overlooked or couldn't see through. Yang Tong has always been optimistic, and if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it anymore, so after eating too much, he went to his room to rest.

  The next day, Yang Tong got up early and practiced Tai Chi in the backyard. The surge of power from yesterday needed to be adapted as soon as possible. Fortunately, Yang Tong's foundation was very solid, and with the wonders of Tai Chi, he could already control it freely.

  Yang Tong now needs to practice speed rather than strength. A relatively balanced development is very important, and Yang Tong himself also understands the importance of speed, but this can be done slowly.

  "When will you go to school?" Mom asked while having breakfast.

  "It doesn't officially start until 9 o'clock, it's only 7 now, still early. Let's eat and then go," Yang Tong replied.

  "Do your best and don't worry too much about the ranking, just try not to get hurt." Dad reminded with concern.

  "I understand." Yang Tong nodded in response.

  Just after Yang Tong finished his breakfast, he was practicing Tai Chi in the front yard to help with digestion.

  "Yang Tong, are you at home?"

  Yang Tong understood who it was as soon as he heard the voice and went out of the yard to open the door, "Feng Xiaobo, why are you here so early?"

  "Of course I'm going with you to school." Feng Xiaobo replied.

  Yang Tong glanced at the time and said: "It's only 7:30, I'm early." As he spoke, he casually started practicing Tai Chi.

  Feng Xiaobo watched for a while and replied, "It's better to go early and grab a good spot." After watching Yang Tong's boxing technique for a bit, he asked, "Is this the strange boxing technique you use? It's so slow and weird." If it weren't for seeing the power of this boxing technique with his own eyes, anyone would find it hard to believe that the boxing technique Yang Tong was now using was the same one that had dominated the arena.

  "This boxing is not a technique for fighting and competing, but rather a technique for nourishing life." Yang Tong replied calmly.

  "You're just bragging, how old are you, and you want to start taking care of your health already?" Feng Xiaobo interrupted disdainfully.

  Yang Tong shook his head and didn't say much. After what happened yesterday, Yang Tong had already understood the wonders of Tai Chi Fist. Who knows, maybe after a few more years of practice, not only would his strength increase greatly, but he might even be able to awaken through this fist technique and truly step onto the path of becoming a strong warrior. If it weren't for his father being busy dealing with the threat of the barbarian beasts attacking the city these past few days, Yang Tong really had the idea of pulling his father into practicing Tai Chi Fist as well.

  Feng Xiaobo watched from the side, and after not too long, he had already mastered this set of fist techniques. It was really because Tai Chi's moves were too simple, just a few glances and you could learn it, back and forth only a few moves, and still slow and sluggish, didn't need any strength at all.

  "Is it just that simple?" Feng Xiaobo couldn't help but learn from him too.

  Yang Tong shook his head and ignored Feng Xiaobo.

  The subtlety of Tai Chi is unmatched, easy to learn but difficult to master. Yang Tong won't stop Feng Xiaobo from learning, but also won't selflessly point out the key points.

  In this world, unique martial arts are protected by law. And it is also an unwritten rule that profound martial arts cannot be taught arbitrarily, for example, the "Wind Wolf Fist". If a father teaches his son, that's okay, but if he teaches everyone everywhere, that would be breaking the rules.

  The wind and waves made a pass, but he didn't think it was anything special, so he lost interest. He wasn't stupid either, naturally understanding that there must be other secrets to this, but he didn't ask any more questions.

  "It's about time, let's go to school." Feng Xiaobo suddenly started practicing his family's traditional boxing, and after about an hour of practice, he stopped and said.

  "Alright, wait for me to change clothes." Yang Tong sighed helplessly and went into the house to change into a martial robe. Then he left home with Feng Xiaobo.

  Walking and playing along the way, when I arrived at school, it was almost time.

  On the school playground, four huge arenas stood tall, except for the first large arena, the other three were newly built.

  On the rostrum sat teachers and directors of various grades, with the principal in the most central position.

  "Yang Tong, look quickly, that is Principal Long. I heard the principal is a powerful Earth-level Martial Spirit Master." Fēng Xiǎo Bō exclaimed excitedly.

  Yang Tong was also quite envious, the level of a Grandmaster Martial Spirit was still relatively far away from him, but he was only twelve years old, very young, and with the mysterious copper coin treasure and Tai Chi Fist, becoming a Grandmaster Martial Spirit was absolutely not just a dream.

  "Today, the primary school graduation ceremony will be held. First of all, I would like to congratulate all the students who are participating in the ceremony. You will be entering the most elite class in junior high school next year. I hope you can perform well and achieve the best results, and graduate with flying colors." Principal Long announced loudly.

  This college cultivates students, primary colleges are foundation-building, and treat everyone equally, without distinguishing between good and bad. However, starting from secondary colleges, they have to distinguish between good and bad. Concentrate the most elite teaching resources and strength to focus on cultivating the most elite students. This is why there is a graduation tournament every year, its purpose is to differentiate the gap between students, and then merge into elite classes.

  In the world of Gao Wu, a city or country is based on the number of strong people. The more strong people there are, the stronger the country naturally becomes. Cultivating strong people, of course, involves concentrating limited resources to focus on cultivating those with superior qualifications.

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