256: Chapter 256: Master Feng Preaching 256: Chapter 256: Master Feng Preaching “Look at my Healing Technique,” said Zhao Guang, groaning from back pain, as a bright, white light radiated from his body.
His tired expression quickly vanished, and his muscles seed to regain their forr vitality.
“Let’s continue,” Zhao Guang said proudly, gazing at Xi Fei ahead of him.
Sweat stread down Xi Fei’s hair, her eyes shimring with moisture.
She let out a dissatisfied coo.
Early the next morning, Zhao Guang got up and looked at still-sleeping Xi Fei with a smirk of triumph in his eyes.
This was the first ti he had ever gained an advantage.
It had to be said that an Enchantress’s talent in this area was truly impressive, even for a half-blood.
Indeed, through his recent efforts, Zhao Guang had finally completed an improvent to his Healing Technique.
After the improvent, the Healing Technique not only had a significantly enhanced healing effect, stronger than that of other similar rank Spells, but it also gained so special effects.
For example, it could dispel certain levels of Curses or other evil forces, which was previously absent in the original Healing Technique.
Another was the effect of rapidly restoring stamina and relieving muscle soreness throughout the body.
Although it couldn’t return him to his state before physical activity, it vastly enhanced his recovery.
He had originally planned to use this move to recover during exhausting training sessions to extend his training ti.
However, last night, Zhao Guang had a sudden inspiration to use it in a rather unconventional way, but the effect turned out to be pretty good.
He decided that he would use it every ti in the future to see if that girl would still fear him.
With a smug smile, Zhao Guang went out and stretched.
It had been a while since he had made any trades.
It was ti to get started.
After eating breakfast at ho, Zhao Guang prepared to go to the warehouse.
The reason he had waited so long was that Zhao Guang was waiting for his private warehouse to be completed.
If that special warehouse hadn’t been built, where would he put his Golden Gemstones?
Just in an ordinary warehouse?
He was genuinely worried that keeping an eye on this place all the ti might let them discover sothing.
Indeed, there were no caras inside the warehouse, but there were still so outside.
Now that the warehouse complex had been completed according to Zhao Guang’s specifications, so peripheral warehouses had already been rented out.
With constant traffic in and out, even if there were caras monitoring, it wouldn’t be so easy to spot any issues.
Because it was close, Zhao Guang didn’t drive there but rode his newly purchased bicycle.
But when he arrived at a nearby open space, he found a large crowd had gathered there.
It was indeed rare to find such a large open space elsewhere.
But a sign nearby left Zhao Guang feeling sowhat puzzled, as it read: Master Feng Nuhou’s personal lessons, Wind-Style Tai Chi.
“What’s going on here, why are so many people coming to learn this Tai Chi?” Zhao Guang walked over, baffled as he watched a very ordinary-looking middle-aged man loudly hawking from the stage, his voice spreading around through the speakers.
He was also making various movents on stage, as though he was doing a radio exercise.
No, these movents were even simpler than those of a radio exercise.
You could see so Tai Chi movents, but mostly, it was a blend of many bizarre things, many of which defied common sense.
Yet, a large crowd below was earnestly following along, n and won, young and old alike.
An old man nearby spoke, “What else could it be?
They’re practicing Martial Arts.
Didn’t you know?
It’s all over the internet recently.
There are real masters in this world who can achieve effects with their bodies that technology and Weapons cannot.”
Another old man added, “That’s right, and it’s said they can live longer.
It’s said that one master is over two hundred years old but doesn’t look it at all, just like a twenty-year-old.”
A twenty-year-old?
Was that how I used to dress up?
Zhao Guang was baffled.
“But that one, he’s obviously a fraud, isn’t he?”
Zhao Guang looked at Master Feng above, who was teaching these people to perform the Whirlwind Five Whip.
Watching this, Zhao Guang felt a strong sense of déjà vu, and many people around him burst out laughing.
No sooner had Zhao Guang finished speaking than the old man quickly tugged at him, whispering, “It’s fine if you know, but don’t say it out loud.” Zhao Guang, curious at the old man’s action, glanced sideways.
“What’s going on?
Is there so insider joke here?”
Zhao Guang looked over at a person nearby that he had seen before, a police officer who had been involved in catching fraudsters.
With Zhao Guang’s mory, now that he had seen this officer once, he could recall him well.
But now, this officer and several others nearby were clearly maintaining order, with no intention of making arrests.
“Do you know who all these people below us are?”
Zhao Guang looked curiously at the people practicing Martial Arts, gradually feeling sothing strange.
“These people, there seem to be quite a few foreigners.”
“Not just a few, almost all of them are foreigners.
Look at those who look similar to us, they’re all Koreans and Japanese.
I don’t know what’s going on with these people who have sohow heard about the master.
Recently, they’ve been searching everywhere.”
“Exactly, letting them search everywhere isn’t a solution; it tends to cause trouble.
So in the end, so people ca out to teach them Martial Arts.
After all, they’re free otherwise.”
“Do we have that many foreigners around here, and they are all free?” Zhao Guang was sowhat surprised.
The old man scoffed, “How could there be so many?
Aren’t they all from the foreign-funded factories?”
Zhao Guang was even more puzzled, “It’s not a holiday today, right?
They just ran out here.”
“It’s a holiday, they’re all on holiday, and for several days at that.”
“What do you an?” Zhao Guang was even more puzzled, “The Capitalists are giving them holidays?
Aren’t they afraid the factories will shut down?” This didn’t seem to align with his understanding of those people.
Who knew the old man would sneer, “What, the holidays are for those foreigners.”
So the native people were still working, earning money for them, while only those foreigners were on holiday.
No wonder these people were all spectating here, and yet no one had warned them.
Such people, it wouldn’t kill them to be deceived; Zhao Guang even felt quite relieved now.
“But speaking of which, aren’t those officers going to do sothing about it?
There won’t be any problems, will there?”
“How could there be any problems?
Even if there were, with so much foreign currency being earned, there wouldn’t be issues.”
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