Campus martial arts training

The gang members, lying on the ground, strained to look over, and their eyes lit up immediately. A series of posters covered the wall. First were pictures of houses—Chinese, Western, apartment buildings, villas, amusement parks, swimming pools—you name it. The second section featured luxury cars: Ferraris, Mercedes-Benzes, BMWs, Porsches, Citro?ns, and other world-renowned brands. The third section showed tables laden with food—delicacies, Chinese and Western cuisine, red wine, white wine, and grape wine. Finally, a row of celebrities and beautiful women, dressed in various semi-transparent outfits, revealing everything they should and shouldn't, each striking a pose, their eyes alluring, exuding irresistible temptation, making one's desire burn and become unable to control oneself. The gang members only glanced briefly at the first three sections of posters; their eyes were completely focused on the pictures of the beautiful women.
Long Shaojun approached the pictures of houses and said calmly, "Would you like to live in these high-end residences?"
"Yes!" The gang members, who had been struggling to even hum a moment before, finally regained some energy and answered in hoarse voices.
Long Shaojun moved a few steps and stood before the paintings of luxury cars, saying, "Do you want to drive Mercedes-Benz or BMWs?"
"Yes!" This time, the crowd's voices were a little louder than before.
Long Shaojun continued, "Do you want to eat delicacies from land and sea, world-famous dishes?"
"Yes!" Due to their repeated shouts, they were starting to tire, and their voices began to subside.
Long Shaojun went to the paintings of beautiful women, observing the women in the paintings while making clicking sounds. A wooden stick appeared in his hand, and he gestured towards the women's private parts.
The already listless members of the Hungry Wolf Gang followed the movement of Long Shaojun's stick, their eyes gradually gleaming with a green light.
"Aren't the women in the paintings beautiful!" Long Shaojun shouted, and the Hungry Wolf Gang members reflexively replied, "Beautiful!"
"Do you want to have sex with them!" This time, Long Shaojun roared, his voice carrying the power of his supreme martial arts, like a thunderclap, shaking even those lying on the floor. Everyone felt a momentary darkness before their eyes, followed by a rush of heat to their heads.
"Yes!" This time, the members of the Hungry Wolf Gang were all full of energy, as if they had taken a virility pill. Their eyes were glowing red, and they roared hysterically. Some of them even stood up and waved their fists in the air.
Long Shaojun's wooden stick danced in the air, shattering the portraits of beautiful women into fragments that flew into the air before falling to the ground. Under Long Shaojun's control, some of the faces of the fallen portraits faced the Hungry Wolf Gang members, seemingly recounting their tragic fates. At the same time, Long Shaojun's sinister voice rang out: "Now, imagine these are your wives, lovers, and sisters, but I killed them. I am your murderer who stole your wives and lovers! Come, avenge your wives and lovers! I'm waiting for you!"
The men, still grieving over the shattered portraits, shuddered at his words. Their eyes turned bloodshot as they stared at Long Shaojun's face, letting out a roar. Someone led the charge, howling as they lunged at Long Shaojun. Several standing men reacted and followed suit. Those who had been lying on the ground, seemingly finding strength from nowhere, scrambled to their feet, shouting as they charged at Long Shaojun.
Seeing the crowd rushing towards him like madmen, Long Shaojun's lips curled into a wicked smile. Instead of advancing, he retreated, charging towards the hundred-plus people.
Instantly, shouts, roars, howls, curses, the thuds of flesh, and pitiful screams mingled with Long Shaojun's maniacal laughter, creating a cruel and terrifying symphony that lasted for a long time.
Half an hour later, one hundred and four people lay half-dead in the second-floor hall. They had exhausted all their strength, each one lying there like a limp worm. Some were unconscious, some were in a semi-conscious state, some had their eyes rolled back, staring blankly at some unknown place, and some were in slightly better condition, still panting heavily, their eyes rolling back, their gaze still somewhat focused.
Long Shaojun continued to kick, curse, mock, and swear at them in the hall, but they remained motionless.
Long Shaojun understood that everyone was on the verge of collapse. However, he still hoped someone could unleash their full potential at this moment; such a person would definitely be a talent. Originally, the most explosive potential belonged to Zhang Yongfu, Liang Pingshan, Chen Gai, and Zhang Chaofan, but they were Long Shaojun's primary targets, and now they were even weaker than the average gang member.
Seeing that no one could possibly unleash their full potential, Long Shaojun released a burst of energy, penetrating their bodies to allow them to catch their breath slightly. He said, "Get up quickly, and continue circulating your qi according to the method. It will greatly benefit you."
With the energy Long Shaojun infused into them, they finally had some strength. They gritted their teeth, forced themselves to sit up, and began to meditate cross-legged.
Long Shaojun protected them throughout the process. Two hours passed before everyone had circulated their qi through the thirty-six cycles, and one by one, they opened their eyes.
Long Shaojun looked at them; they were still very weak, but their spirits were excellent, each one filled with fighting spirit. If they were to fight, they would definitely be able to defeat someone twice their strength.
Although those people had been brutally beaten by Long Shaojun, their eyes were filled with gratitude as they looked at him. They knew that only in this way could they quickly become experts and achieve their ideals.
Seeing that everyone had consciously lined up in front of him, Long Shaojun scanned them and said, "Now, do you feel that your internal strength has increased significantly again?"
Everyone immediately replied, "Yes!"
Long Shaojun said, "For your bright future, from now on, you will train like this every night. I hope you can persevere. In one year, just one year, you will become experts in supernatural abilities, capable of standing on your own. I will lead you to conquer and plunder. Money and beautiful women will be yours. At that time, you will no longer be like those who used to cower with their tails between their legs, but will stand tall and make those who once looked down on you kneel before you and shine your shoes!"
Everyone burst into laughter, as if they had never been beaten before.
The people's spirit of not being afraid of hardship or pain greatly pleased Long Shaojun. As long as they could endure, he would have a group of fierce and powerful henchmen in the future. Who would dare to oppose him then!
Long Shaojun then said, "Now,
form groups according to your chosen martial arts styles and begin practicing. I will guide you from the side." The group responded and began practicing the martial arts Long Shaojun had given them.
Long Shaojun corrected their mistakes from time to time.
Approaching Zhang Yongchuan's side, Zhang Yongchuan was fiercely chopping at a pile of wooden stakes. He wasn't using any special techniques; he simply raised his broadsword high and chopped down with all his might, splitting the stakes in two with a single blow.
Seeing Long Shaojun approach, Zhang Yongchuan stopped chopping and bowed to him.
Long Shaojun nodded and said, "Not bad, you're very diligent. Remember, with each strike, you must adjust your mindset to the same level of grief and indignation you felt when you first unleashed that strike, holding nothing back and forging ahead without hesitation!"
Zhang Yongchuan respectfully replied, "Yes!"
Long Shaojun walked in another direction and came to Liang Pingshan's side. Liang Pingshan practiced Iron Sand Palm, which, in terms of martial arts cultivation levels, was only a low-level skill. However, nothing is absolute. Long Shaojun modified his Iron Sand Palm, immediately doubling its power. Previously, Iron Sand Palm was just an ordinary internal energy cultivation method, but after modification, it became a supernatural power cultivation method. The underlying principle was that previously it relied on Qi Gong as its foundation, but now it relies on the eight elements of energy. Liang Pingshan was a latent supernatural being, belonging to the earth element. Long Shaojun revealed his supernatural ability through a secret method, immediately increasing his martial arts several times over. With continued practice, his future was limitless.
Upon seeing Long Shaojun, Liang Pingshan stopped waving his palm and saluted Long Shaojun. Long Shaojun said, "Attack me with a palm strike."
Liang Pingshan struck with his palm, and Long Shaojun raised one hand, palm facing Liang Pingshan's palm, making a soft sound.
Liang Pingshan took a step back, but Long Shaojun remained unmoved, nodding and saying, "Not bad, you've improved rapidly. I believe that in a year, your Iron Palm will have a place in the supernatural world."
A hint of joy appeared on Liang Pingshan's face, and he respectfully said, "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Tu."
Long Shaojun instructed him to cultivate diligently, then walked forward to Chen Gai's side.
Chen Gai was 1.76 meters tall, robust and imposing, with the element of metal. He wielded an axe, letting out a roar.
Long Shaojun watched for a while, and as Chen Gai swung his axe, he pointed a finger, instantly halting Chen Gai's attack.
Long Shaojun said, "Martial artists, especially high-level martial artists, emphasize the combination of body, essence, qi, and spirit. You must remember, every axe strike must be infused with all your essence, qi, and spirit. The martial art you cultivate belongs to the path of fierce power. You must learn from Zhang Yongchuan; every axe strike should be as if you are striking your father's murderer, understand?"
Chen Gai immediately accepted the instruction, nodding in agreement.
Long Shaojun approached Zhang Chaofan, who was standing nearby. Zhang Chaofan wielded a rapier, thrusting out from various angles with lightning speed, his movements both unpredictable and elusive.
Upon seeing Long Shaojun beside him, Zhang Chaofan stopped practicing and bowed respectfully.
Long Shaojun said, “Your swordsmanship focuses on unpredictability, making it suitable for assassination. High-level martial artists possess a kind of telepathy; if you harbor murderous intent in their presence, they will sense it. Even if they are asleep, as long as you are near them and harbor murderous intent, they will be alert. Therefore, besides martial arts, you must learn how to restrain your murderous intent. In the future, besides internal energy cultivation and techniques, you must correct your mindset regarding assassination. You must treat killing as an art. Imagine your rapier silently piercing the throat of your opponent—no fierce fighting, no bloodshed. Perhaps in a crowd, those nearby wouldn't even notice, but…” "You've already taken the life of a master, that's an achievement, an achievement others can't achieve. Go back and think carefully about how to turn killing into an art. When you figure that out, you'll be a first-rate assassin." He then ignored him and walked away, leaving Zhang Chaofan muttering to himself, "The art of killing."
After pacing around the hall, Long Shaojun checked the time; it was already past three in the morning. He remembered that he hadn't been intimate with Wei Yuyan, Zhang Lijia, and He Biyue for several days, especially He Biyue. Since taking her virginity, he had disappeared, feeling a sense of irresponsibility. Therefore, Long Shaojun decided to go back and reconnect with them. He addressed
the crowd in the hall, saying, "I'm leaving. Remember, during the day you must diligently cultivate your internal energy techniques. The more diligently you cultivate, the less suffering you will endure at night, and the more benefits you will reap."
The crowd, recalling the hellish training of the previous night, shuddered and replied enthusiastically, "Mr. Tu, rest assured, we will definitely cultivate diligently and will never let you down!"
Long Shaojun left the Hungry Wolf Gang, speeding through the towering buildings. Suddenly, he remembered the Ten Thousand Mountains Map stored in the Biyun Garden Villa. He had to steal it immediately. There weren't many experts in the Biyun Garden Villa now, making it much easier to steal. Once the Demon Sect Master, Ni Cangtian, arrived, it would be much more difficult, and he might not even have a chance. Ni Cangtian was a high-level eighth-grade expert; only one or two people in Z country could rival him. Long Shaojun knew he was no match for him. Once the item fell into Ni Cangtian's hands, it was practically impossible for anyone in the world to take it away.
Long Shaojun quickly arrived at the Biyun Garden Villa. With his abilities, he easily infiltrated the hall.
The hall was currently empty, but Long Shaojun faintly sensed a flow of energy and a wisp of consciousness within it. He immediately realized that an array had been set up by a superhuman.
Using his invisibility technique, Long Shaojun moved directly to a window in the hall. With a flick of his wrist, a burst of energy opened the window silently.
Instead of entering the hall, Long Shaojun stood there, his hands clasped in a crescent shape over his chest. A surge of Five Elements True Qi emanated from him, probing into the room.
The Five Elements True Qi slowly advanced within the room. Two minutes later, it approached the wall where Luo Yuyue had stored the Ten Thousand Mountains Map during the day.
The Five Elements True Qi emitted by Long Shaojun began to thicken, eventually forming a cylinder three feet in diameter. Within this cylinder was Long Shaojun's absolute domain—in other words, he had forcibly created a different dimension within the room using his immense energy.
Long Shaojun's body flew up, already reaching the wall through the formed cylindrical energy channel. He hovered horizontally in the air, a wisp of his consciousness penetrating the wall, searching for a way to open the hidden door.
Long Shaojun's consciousness immediately sensed a flow of energy within the wall, indicating that Luo Yuyue had already set up an array inside.
Long Shaojun began to recall the arrays he had seen at Longhu Mountain, immediately determining that Luo Yuyue's array was a relatively low-level concealment array, its function being to hide things. Of course, calling this array low-level was relative to the arrays Long Shaojun had seen at Longhu Mountain; in reality, this array was already incredibly powerful in the eyes of ordinary people.
Long Shaojun's hands moved rapidly, using the five elements of energy to sense the energy layout within the array, finally forming a secondary spatial passage within the concealment array, forcefully breaking through the array.
The energy shield on the wall distorted, a small hole appearing in the center, then growing larger and larger.
Now, Long Shaojun had successfully broken the array attached to the wall, revealing a coded box on the wall.
That afternoon, Long Shaojun memorized the password Luo Yuyue had entered. He quickly tapped the keypad on the keypad a few times.
Silently, a square hole appeared in the wall, containing the "Ten Thousand Mountains Map."
Long Shaojun took out the map, glanced inside the hole, and discovered something else. He was delighted; he hadn't expected to find something besides the map. He reached in and pulled out the item:
a jade pendant, three centimeters long, two centimeters wide, and half a centimeter thick. The jade was milky white, crystal clear, and clearly a rare and fine piece.
Not wanting to waste time, Long Shaojun deactivated the energy, restoring the array on the wall. He then escaped the room through the energy channel he had created, leaving quietly.
Long Shaojun quickly arrived at Wei Yuyan's villa, quietly entered the hall, placed the "Ten Thousand Mountains Map" and the jade pendant, and went upstairs.
Long Shaojun listened intently outside the first room. He heard soft breathing coming from inside. A thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately knew Zhang Lijia was inside.
He placed a hand on the door, and it slid open silently. Long Shaojun immediately stood by the bed.
Looking down, he saw Zhang Lijia, covered with a thin blanket, fast asleep facing the door. A faint hint of resentment lingered on her beautiful face, perhaps because Long Shaojun hadn't stayed there overnight for a while.
A surge of pity welled up in Long Shaojun's heart, and he lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
Zhang Lijia, having cultivated her special abilities recently, was much more alert than before. She woke up immediately, about to shout, but found her mouth already covered by someone else's. She could only make muffled sounds. At the same time, Long Shaojun's voice echoed in her mind: "Sister Zhang, don't panic, it's me."
Hearing this, Zhang Lijia breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body relaxing. She wrapped her arms around Long Shaojun's waist, her head gently swaying, passionately responding to his kiss.
Long Shaojun kissed Zhang Lijia's small mouth, one hand around her slender waist, the other lifting the thin blanket wrapped around her, and began to roam over her body. He would occasionally inject a surge of yang energy into her acupoints, stimulating her to tremble uncontrollably, her body temperature rising sharply, and at the height of passion, her body would writhe violently.
Long Shaojun's tongue withdrew from Zhang Lijia's mouth, and he lowered his head, beginning to kiss her all over, until Zhang Lijia was panting heavily.
Originally, Long Shaojun wanted to have a longer foreplay, but considering the time constraints and the fact that his two wives were waiting, he immediately thrust into Zhang Lijia's body.
Half an hour later, Zhang Lijia was limp on the bed. Long Shaojun covered her with a light blanket, kissed her cheek, and said, "My darling, I'll go first." With that, he ran towards the next room.
In the next room, Wei Yuyan was staring wide-eyed at the door, her eyes filled with anticipation. Earlier, Long Shaojun hadn't shielded the room from view in Zhang Lijia's room, intentionally letting Wei Yuyan and He Biyue hear him, so he could plan his next move.
Now, this tactic had worked; before Long Shaojun even made a move, Wei Yuyan was already overcome with desire.
Wei Yuyan was masturbating when she seemed to sense something. She looked up and saw Long Shaojun's lecherous face, a half-smiling grin on his face. Suddenly realizing that Long Shaojun had seen her embarrassing posture, she trembled in fright and cried out, "You, why didn't you say anything before coming in? Get out!"
Long Shaojun reached out and pulled her into his arms, lewdly saying, "We're already an old married couple. I know every part of you. What's there to see? Hmm, come on, time is short. How about I give you a five-fold ice and fire ordeal?" With that, he began to act, his demonic hands already inside her robe, roaming over her smooth, alabaster body, wisps of yang energy piercing her acupoints.
Wei Yuyan's body immediately stiffened, letting out a high-pitched moan. She tightly gripped Long Shaojun's waist, her voice urgent, "Shaojun, I want it!"
Long Shaojun didn't want to waste time. After a series of kisses, he finally took the beautiful woman beneath him.
Half an hour later, Wei Yuyan let out a high-pitched scream and fainted.
Long Shaojun affectionately kissed her face, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked towards the last room, where He Biyue lived.
The battle with He Biyue was not something that could be over in half an hour. Since Long Shaojun entered the room, the obscene sounds had not stopped, lasting for a full two and a half hours, only subsiding when it was broad daylight.
In the room, He Biyue was finally reduced to a limp worm, lying there unable to move even a finger.
Long Shaojun got up, looking at He Biyue with satisfaction. Only he could completely subdue this beauty with her inner allure. In this respect, he admired himself greatly.
He kissed He Biyue's ethereal face and said, "My dearest Biyue, you should rest well. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't stay with you any longer."
He Biyue was too exhausted to speak, only able to gaze at Long Shaojun with captivating eyes filled with boundless love.
After washing up in the bathroom, Long Shaojun went downstairs to the hall and took out the Ten Thousand Mountains Map to study it, hoping to uncover its secrets and enhance his awareness. He recalled the feeling he had experienced the previous night, but found nothing. Knowing his cultivation was insufficient, he had to give up for the time being.
Placing the Ten Thousand Mountains Map on the table, Long Shaojun took out the jade tablet.
Long Shaojun knew a little about jade. Jade was the primary material for magical artifacts used by superhumans. Superhumans draw their energy from nature, which is stored in various ways. Some of this energy floats in the air and can be absorbed through cultivation; the more one absorbs, the higher their cultivation level. However, the energy in space is extremely thin, with only a few places known as blessed lands possessing relatively concentrated energy. These places are where the major superhuman sects are located. Besides these blessed lands, jade is the richest source of hidden energy, which is why most superhuman weapons and talismans are made of jade.
Jade is classified into several grades. According to the information from Longhu Mountain, it is divided into four levels from highest to lowest: Immortal Jade, Spirit Jade, Top-Grade Jade, High-Grade Jade, Mid-Grade Jade, Low-Grade Jade, and Inferior Jade. On Earth, Mid-Grade, Low-Grade, and Inferior Jade are more common; High-Grade Jade is rare, its value comparable to diamonds; Top-Grade Jade is extremely rare, practically unseen on the market, possessed only in small quantities by superhuman sects, and the weapons made from it are almost always their sect's most prized possessions. Spirit Jade, never seen by anyone on Earth, only the legendary He Shi Bi jade might be considered Spirit Jade. Immortal Jade, said to exist only in the Immortal Realm.
In the supernatural world, most supernatural beings use their own energy to create weapons for combat, generally without weapons. The reason is simple: carrying weapons on the street would make them appear as criminals and attract police attention. Although the police wouldn't confiscate them, it would be inconvenient for them. Another point is that supernatural beings possess immense strength; even firearms are ineffective against them. Steel is merely dough in their eyes. Weapons conjured from energy are far superior to ordinary weapons, making carrying them unnecessary.
However, some supernatural beings do possess weapons, but these weapons are different from ordinary weapons; they can be stored within their bodies—these are the advanced magical artifacts of the supernatural world.

Magical artifacts, also recorded in Longhu Mountain, are essentially weapons used by those with supernatural abilities. They possess several characteristics: first, high-level magical artifacts can be absorbed into the body, becoming part of it; second, they are extremely durable, rarely damaged unless encountering a higher-level artifact or a highly skilled individual; and third, they have an amplifying effect, increasing the power of emitted energy. Generally, the greater the amplification, the higher the level of the artifact. Imagine two equally powerful individuals dueling; one's weapon could amplify the energy, making their attacks more powerful—the outcome is obvious. Of course, magical artifacts have other uses as well. For example, high-level artifacts can warn their owner before an attack, automatically protect them, exorcise demons, and even allow for brief aerial flight. They offer numerous benefits, which is why every person with supernatural abilities desires a high-level magical artifact. Historically, there have been numerous instances of supernatural beings engaging in bloodshed and slaughter for such artifacts.
Of course, while magical artifacts offer numerous benefits, they are extremely rare. High-level artifacts are the prized possessions of various sects specializing in supernatural abilities, such as the legendary Gan Jiang, Mo Xie, Zi Xia, Qing Shuang, Ju Que, and Yu Cang Jian, due to the immense difficulty in their creation. First, materials are essential. The materials for crafting magical artifacts are incredibly hard to find, with high-quality jade being the most difficult to acquire. The higher the grade of the jade, the more advanced the artifact. However, high-quality jade is not easily found. To create an artifact that can be stored within the body, the jade must be of superior grade or higher, and a vast amount is required. Even crafting a small artifact that can barely be stored within the body requires tens of millions of yuan worth of jade, and even with money, it's not guaranteed to be available. Besides jade, several other rare natural materials are also needed. These materials can only be found in remote, untouched places, and are practically nonexistent. Finally, there are those who craft magical artifacts. Having something doesn't mean you can create a magical artifact. Crafting magical artifacts is certainly not as simple as smelting steel. You must know the methods, have the right tools, the right location, etc. This requires professionals. Without the right methods, even an eighth-level master cannot create a magical artifact. Therefore, the people who craft magical artifacts are very important. According to the records of Longhu Mountain, long ago, in the world of supernatural abilities, there were several sects that mainly crafted magical artifacts. Unfortunately, those sects did not survive for long and disappeared. The reason is quite simple: because those sects mainly crafted magical artifacts, their martial arts skills were not very good. And who wouldn't want magical artifacts that could amplify power? So, they became targets of abduction. In other words, they all became treasures. Every sect wanted to get them to craft magical artifacts for them. They couldn't let them craft magical artifacts for others, because if they crafted magical artifacts for their enemies, wouldn't they be in trouble? The righteous sects are a bit better off; they need to save face and use money, goods, or righteous principles to get them to forge magical artifacts. The evil sects, however, don't care about morality. Adhering to the principle of "if it's not for my use, no one else will use it," those sects that forge magical artifacts will naturally not have a good end. Currently, it's practically impossible to find anyone in the world who truly understands how to forge magical artifacts. Even those who exist are mediocre, producing artifacts that are barely recognizable as genuine. Excellent materials can only produce artifacts with minimal power.
The jade tablet that Long Shaojun is holding should be somewhere between high-grade and top-grade jade. If it were sold at an auction, its value would definitely be over ten million. Even so, it's very rare to see one on the market. With such a high-level blacksmith and other high-grade materials, a relatively high-grade magical artifact can be forged. No wonder Luo Yuyue hid it together with the Ten Thousand Mountains Map.
Long Shaojun certainly wanted to find high-quality jade, and he also wanted to create one or two high-level magical artifacts, but this was just a fantasy for now.
Long Shaojun checked the time; it was already 6:30. Remembering that he had to accompany He Lisha and Zhang Li to exercise that morning, he hid the Ten Thousand Mountains Map and the jade pendant, then left the villa and rushed towards the school.
Upon arriving at the school, the first place Long Shaojun went was dormitory 11414, where Wang Yusheng, Cui Li, and Yang Dezhi were waiting for him to ravage them.
Half an hour later, Long Shaojun emerged from the dormitory with a smug look on his face, while inside, his three delinquent underlings were cursing him with bruised and swollen faces.
Long Shaojun went to the playground, and with a quick mental scan, he spotted He Lisha and Zhang Li.
He Lisha and Zhang Li were running slowly on the track in the middle of the playground, followed by a large group of protectors. Long Shaojun recognized several of them, including Jin Tiezhu, as well as the four students he had knocked down with a single punch. However, Long Shaojun's gaze wasn't on them, but rather on a tall boy. This boy was 1.9 meters tall, with a robust and muscular build, a square face, and eyes that unconsciously revealed a hint of ferocity. He exuded an imposing aura, like a mountain exerting immense pressure.
"Heng Tiegang, fourth on the school's heartthrob list." Long Shaojun recognized the student who looked as imposing as a mountain. He was the vice president of the school's martial arts association, rumored to possess hard qigong, making him invulnerable to swords and spears. Of course, the spear referred to was a red-tasseled spear, not a pistol, rifle, or machine gun. Moreover, he was incredibly strong, reportedly able to lift a boulder weighing over 100 kilograms. He was extremely powerful.
Now, Heng Tiegang was jogging in the most handsome posture, chest out, stomach in, head slightly raised, face solemn, eyes seemingly watching over the world and its people, full of patriotic and concerned temperament. He looked like a virtuous man who could remain unmoved even with a woman in his lap. However, Long Shaojun's eyes were very sharp, and he immediately saw that his gaze was secretly glancing at He Lisha and Zhang Li from time to time. It was clear that the guy was also a hypocrite who was scheming to have his eyes on the two beauties.
Long Shaojun accurately predicted He Lisha and Zhang Li's running route, cutting diagonally in their direction. Half a minute later, he caught up with the two women and greeted them, "Lisha, Zhang Li, good morning!"
He Lisha and Zhang Li turned their heads slightly, and upon seeing Long Shaojun, smiles immediately appeared on their faces. They stopped running. Zhang Li, much more outgoing, greeted them, "It's Long Shaojun! The dance you taught us is really good. After practicing, we immediately felt much more refreshed. That's why we came here so early this morning. We thought you weren't coming and were just about to go back. Oh, Lisha has been talking about you a lot."
He Lisha immediately retorted, "Zhang Li, what are you saying? Isn't it the kind of dance you're talking about that's good? What does it have to do with me?"
Zhang Li laughed, "What do you mean I said? Yesterday, you probably didn't know how many times you mentioned Long Shaojun, but I counted for you—a full three..." "More than ten times."
He Lisha blushed slightly, secretly glancing at Long Shaojun. Seeing that he seemed unresponsive, she calmed down a little, but for some reason, she felt a little disappointed. She retorted, "Did I say that? But why are you so sensitive to the name Long Shaojun? You don't have any ulterior motives, do you?"

Long Shaojun felt as comfortable as eating ice cream on a hot summer day seeing the two girls bickering. However, he noticed that the boys around him had stopped in front, while those behind were running slower and slower, all glaring fiercely at him. Especially the students who had been beaten by Long Shaojun yesterday, they were all gritting their teeth, exuding murderous intent. If they didn't know they were no match for Long Shaojun, they might have already rushed up and beaten him into a fat pig's head.
Long Shaojun didn't pay them any attention. His gaze was fixed on Heng Tiegang because he could see that the guy was silently gathering his strength, preparing... They were about to teach him a lesson.
Long Shaojun glanced at the classmates he had beaten, his eyes occasionally darting towards Heng Tiegang. A thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately realized why Heng Tiegang had appeared. That guy must have been hired by these guys to teach him a lesson. Analyzing the plot of novels, in this situation, to get a master to avenge them, there must be a price. The price could be one of several: money, power, or beauty. If it was someone with superpowers, there would also be martial arts techniques. Excluding power and martial arts techniques, only money and beauty remained. Of these two, beauty was the most likely. To put it bluntly, they were using He Lisha's beauty to get Heng Tiegang to avenge them. For them, there was no loss. Anyway, with Long Shaojun around, they had no hope. They might as well do him a favor and introduce He Lisha to Heng Tiegang so he could fight Long Shaojun.
Originally, He Lisha wasn't one of those people, and there was no way she could... They could use him as a bargaining chip, but people are strange like that. Heng Tiegang knew of He Lisha's reputation, and the school was too big, with many beautiful girls. It was impossible for him to specifically seek out and pursue a girl just because of rumors circulating online. But when someone mentioned that a beautiful girl was interested in him, even listing several examples and intentionally arranging for them to meet, followed by admiration, then slander, and finally, he would fly into a rage, ready to teach this complete stranger who dared to look down on him behind his back a lesson.
If it were Long Shaojun, he would use the same trick, but with more methods, more insidious, and more thorough.
Sure enough, Heng Tiegang walked over, glaring at Long Shaojun, his eyebrows raised, and shouted, "Kid, you're that Long Shaojun? I heard you're not only good at fighting, but also very arrogant, claiming to be the second best fighter in the school after Ximen Long, and saying that everyone else can't last three moves against you, is that right, kid!" "
Long Shaojun was furious. That guy looked respectable, but he was dumber than a pig. How could he believe what he heard? If those guys said he was the number one expert in the world, those level eight experts would come looking for him.
Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed and said, "What is your name, classmate?"
"I am Heng Tiegang!" Heng Tiegang puffed out his chest, looked at Long Shaojun, and said, "Kid, you should know me. Be smart.
" Long Shaojun immediately exclaimed, "Ah, you are the famous 'Hate Iron Is Not Up to Its Potential'! Indeed, seeing is believing, oh, I mean seeing is believing. I heard that your family has a tradition of hard qigong, with immense strength and invulnerability to swords and spears. You are a master among masters. I truly admire you." "
Upon hearing Long Shaojun mention his disappointment, Heng Tiegang's face immediately contorted with anger. But as he listened to the latter part, a smug look appeared on his face. He looked at Long Shaojun with a "you're quite sensible" expression and slowly said, "Long Shaojun, I see you're quite sensible, so I won't pursue the rumors you spread behind my back. Just remember, I don't want to see you wherever I am."
Long Shaojun chuckled and said, "Oh, you're right. I did slander you behind your back, and I even said that from now on, you must disappear wherever I am, or I'll teach you a lesson. What can you do about it!"
Heng Tiegang flew into a rage, raising his massive fist and waving it in front of Long Shaojun, roaring, "Kid, how dare you talk to me like that? I'll beat you to a pulp! " "That huge fist, that hoarse roar, that imposing physique—it would definitely scare a child," He Lisha cried out in fright, quickly covering her mouth with her hand and looking at Long Shaojun with worry.
Zhang Li, however, was much bolder. She parried Heng Tiegang's fist and angrily said, "Heng Tiegang, don't bring your gangster habits to school. This is a society governed by law. Does having a strong fist give you the right to beat people up? Be careful, or I'll call the police!"
Heng Tiegang didn't dare to act recklessly in front of the beautiful woman. He took a step back, withdrew his fist, and smiled slightly, saying, "Zhang Li, you're joking. I'm a law-abiding, outstanding contemporary college student. How could I disregard the law and beat people up? I was just trying to scare him out of anger."
Zhang Li said, "It's good that you know to abide by the law. Please leave. We have something to talk about." "
Although Heng Tiegang is brave, he becomes a coward in front of a beautiful woman. He laughed and said, 'Zhang Li, I just heard that Long Shaojun is highly skilled in martial arts and wanted to spar with him. Hey, Long Shaojun, I greatly admire your martial arts. Do you have the guts to compete with me? Of course, if you voluntarily admit defeat and admit you can't do it, I won't force you.'"
Long Shaojun, of course, wouldn't back down. He was eager to teach that guy a lesson; he would never let anyone who dared to covet the woman he had his eye on get away with it. Hearing this, he said, "Since you , Heng, are so willing, how can I refuse? Now, how about we have a friendly spar?"
Heng Tiegang immediately beamed with joy and shouted, "Alright, make way! Long Shaojun and I are going to spar!"
The other students immediately stepped aside, creating a space in the middle where they could watch the martial arts masters clash. Every student with a bit of spirit watched with longing.
He Lisha glanced at Heng Tiegang's muscular physique and said worriedly, "Long Shaojun, let's not have a match. This is a school, not a place for fighting."
Before Long Shaojun could speak, Zhang Li interjected, "Lisha, Long Shaojun will definitely remember your concern for him. However, we shouldn't interfere in men's affairs. If you let Long Shaojun back down without a fight, he will be looked down upon."
Long Shaojun gave He Lisha a reassuring look, then gave Zhang Li a grateful look, and said passionately, "Zhang Li is right. A real man should face any challenge, dare to hate and love, dare to fight and struggle, be indomitable, and forge ahead. Only then can he be called a true hero!" As he spoke, he raised his fist high and waved it in the air, as if he were a towering hero.
Admiration filled He Lisha and Zhang Li's eyes as they gazed at Long Shaojun with reverence. They realized that within his imposing frame lay a passionate heart, a fierce spirit, and an extraordinary will and indomitable fighting spirit. Heng Tiegang, over six feet tall, was more than ten centimeters taller than him, standing before him like a mountain. Moreover, Heng Tiegang was renowned; besides Ximen Long, who at F University dared to challenge him? Facing such a formidable opponent as Heng Tiegang, Long Shaojun accepted the challenge without flinching. Only someone with a strong will and unwavering fighting spirit would dare accept such a challenge.

He Lisha wanted to say something, but Zhang Li pulled her aside.
Long Shaojun waved to the surrounding students, his expression one of triumphant acceptance. His defiant, defiant demeanor immediately won the cheers of a group of girls.
Seeing that Long Shaojun's affected pose had won the girls' applause, Heng Tiegang's face darkened. He lowered his head slightly, looking down at Long Shaojun with a fierce glint in his eyes, and sneered, "Long Shaojun, I admire your courage immensely, but I wonder if your hands and feet match your courage?"
Long Shaojun chuckled and said, "Whether my martial arts are effective or not, we'll only know after we try."
Heng Tiegang said coldly, "Fine, I'll try!" With that, he began his attack. He was tall and strong, with arms longer than average, and he used Western boxing. His two fists flashed rapidly in the air, forming a blurry shadow that enveloped Long Shaojun's head, making a whooshing sound. The surrounding crowd gasped. He Lisha gripped Zhang Li's hand tightly, saying nervously, "Zhang Li..." "Heng Tiegang is so powerful, can Long Shaojun beat him?"
Zhang Li looked at Long Shaojun, who was constantly dodging Heng Tiegang's punches, and comforted him, "Lisa, don't worry, I have confidence in Long Shaojun."
Heng Tiegang's rapid punches seemed to give him the upper hand, but he was complaining bitterly. Long Shaojun seemed to be weaker than him and shouldn't dare to fight him head-on, but he was like an eel, dodging and weaving through Heng Tiegang's dense punches. Heng Tiegang's punches seemed to hit Long Shaojun's head, but they didn't even touch him. The fast attack was powerful, but it was too exhausting. He wasn't a superhuman; hard qigong could only be used for self-defense and couldn't last long. Most martial arts masters would have been knocked down by his fast attack long ago, but Long Shaojun had dodged it. Once Heng Tiegang was exhausted, he would counterattack, and then Heng Tiegang would be in trouble.
Heng Tiegang immediately changed his mind, slowing down his attack, preparing to use hard qigong to block Long Shaojun's attacks, and then wait for an opportunity to defeat him in one fell swoop.
As Heng Tiegang's attack faltered, Long Shaojun seized the opportunity, closing in on him and delivering a punch that struck him squarely in the groin.
Heng Tiegang hadn't expected Long Shaojun's cunning; the punch had hit his weak point in his hard qigong technique. Intense pain spread from his groin outwards, instantly neutralizing his qigong.
Long Shaojun raised his fist, striking Heng Tiegang's lower abdomen. Heng Tiegang's vital point was hit, and his qigong vanished in that instant. Unable to withstand Long Shaojun's punch, he groaned, his body arching forward. Long Shaojun's fist followed up, striking his chin again.
With a scream, Heng Tiegang flew backwards, landing more than ten meters away, rolling on the ground before leaping up and landing steadily. He slowly lowered his hands, letting out a low growl, his body emitting soft gurgling sounds—indicating he was reactivating his hard qigong, possibly even unleashing a powerful technique.
Long Shaojun, wanting to train with the two beauties, had no intention of lingering with Heng Tiegang. In a flash, he was in front of Heng Tiegang, striking him squarely in the chest.
"Boom!" Heng Tiegang was sent flying again, rolling several times on the ground, unable to get up for a moment.
Long Shaojun looked at the stunned students around him and said, "From now on, anyone who dares to mess with me will suffer the same fate!" He then strode over to He Lisha, grabbed her hand, and then grabbed Zhang Li's hand as well, saying, "Come on, I'll go to the small garden to teach you some exercises." Before the two women could react, he pulled them away, leaving behind a group of petrified students.
In the grove of trees in the small garden, He Lisha and Zhang Li were even more enthusiastic about the dance Long Shaojun taught. Having defeated the second-ranked martial arts master of F University, Long Shaojun's image in their minds had grown even more impressive, and what he taught was certainly not bad.
Long Shaojun infused the two women with more internal energy, opening up some of their meridians. He instructed them to practice regularly following the flow of the internal heat. Looking at the time, it was already around 7:30. He greeted the two women and headed towards the Wanhua Garden villa. He hadn't returned all night, wondering if Zhao Ruxue was feeling lonely and resentful.
Arriving at the villa, Zhao Ruxue was eating breakfast. Upon seeing Long Shaojun enter, a hint of reproach appeared on her face. She scolded, "Shaojun, where have you been without a word? I was worried all night. You cooked porridge, wait a moment, I'll get you some." Without waiting for Long Shaojun's reply, she turned and went into the kitchen, returning with a bowl of rice. She placed it on the table, saying, "Eat it while it's hot."
Seeing that Zhao Ruxue already considered him a virtuous wife, Long Shaojun was deeply moved. It's good to have a home, indeed, it's good to have a good wife. Coming home to food and a warm bed—with such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?
Long Shaojun affectionately kissed Zhao Ruxue's delicate face and said, "Thank you."
A hint of reproach appeared in Zhao Ruxue's eyes. "Don't thank me," she said. "It's only right that I cook for you. I'll talk to you later. Although it's Sunday, I have things to do at the student council. I need to get to school early, and after that, I have to go to Ruxue's company." She then began to eat. After
finishing her meal, Zhao Ruxue naturally cleared the dishes and said, "Shaojun, I'm going to school. Are you going?"
Long Shaojun shook his head. "I have some things to do, I'm not going."
Zhao Ruxue came to Long Shaojun, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Goodbye." Then she left.
Watching Zhao Ruxue leave, Long Shaojun felt a surge of satisfaction. He had indeed chosen a good wife; such a beautiful and virtuous wife was rare in today's society. He was lucky to have met one.
Long Shaojun walked out of the villa, unsure where to go next. He felt like he had things to do in several places, yet also like he had nothing to do. Just as he hesitated, the phone rang.
He answered the phone; it was from the shopping mall, asking him to pick up his four-SIM phone.
Long Shaojun quickly went to the mall, retrieved the phone, changed his appearance back to that of Long Juesha, went to the bank, withdrew 20 million yuan in cash, drove around the streets a few times to shake off his pursuers, returned to his villa, put the money away, and then went out again, deciding to go to Yu Ruixiang Company.
Driving down the street, Long Shaojun's phone rang again; it was the second phone ringing.
Thinking a mission had arrived, Long Shaojun answered the phone: "Hello, I'm Long Juesha, a level seven bounty hunter. I'm honest and trustworthy, provide excellent service, and always ready to help. If you have any unspeakable troubles, you can confide in me; if you have any deep-seated hatred, I can avenge you."
A silvery laugh came from the other end of the line, followed by a female voice: "Ah, Mr. Long, this is Cheng Yujiao. Are you free?"
Ah, the long-awaited beauty had come to his door! Long Shaojun's spirits lifted, and he said, "If a beauty invites me, even a plane would have to brake suddenly. I'll be right there. Where are you?"
[This post was edited by zhjn0610 on 2014-02-02 20:44]

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