19 Adding Power

"Wait, there's one more thing I'd like to ask. When I sparred with Yang Xianhua, he used a few techniques that were fierce and overbearing. They were not like Tai Chi, but were somewhat similar to the Intention Fist. Could it be that he also planted someone here among you? Are you guys playing some dirty tricks?"

"Come on, it can't be that serious. Show me." Li Xinzhu immediately became serious upon hearing this.

Wang An thought for a moment and recalled his encounter with Yang Xianhua, and then demonstrated the moves that Yang Xianhua had used at the time.

"This is Cannon Fist. No… It should be the Three Emperors Canon Fist!" said Li Xinzhu, after thinking for a moment.

"Unexpectedly, the Vice President of the Tai Chi Association also knows the Three Emperors Canon Fist. How do you think he practices it?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Is there a need to lie?" Li Xinzhu raised an eyebrow.

"I feel like I'm a bit better at it than you," Wang An said honestly.

"I... You're asking for a beating if you talk like that, you know?"

"Well, take it easy."

Wang An went to the side to practice Tai Chi Cloud Hands.

"Could you please not practice Tai Chi here at the Intention Fist Dojo? It looks like you're just asking for trouble. My master has a bad temper."

"Alright." After saying that, Wang An went to a sandbag on the side and practiced cloud hands and force dissipation techniques.

"F*ck it!" Li Xinzhu turned away. He did not want to see it.

By the time Wang An left the Intention Fist Dojo, it was already getting dark.

Back at his residence, he had a sumptuous dinner to celebrate the day's gain.

'Couldn't you at least provide a number to give me an idea of how many experience points I need to level up?' He wondered as he looked at the tiny sliver of experience bar that had appeared.

The interface remained unresponsive.

'Not very user-friendly. I truly comprehended one of the images and managed to level up. I wonder if the standard for leveling up involves thoroughly comprehending all the diagrams. If I do comprehend them all, what kind of realm will I reach?'

Life was one challenge after another, but the future was worth looking forward to. It was inspiring.

After dinner, he strolled around the courtyard to digest his food.

After an hour or so, he began his nightly training.

Three hundred push-ups, three hundred squats, and walking on the bricks in the courtyard.

In the hazy night, with dim yellow lights, he trained his footwork and eyesight.

He was quite skilled in walking on the square-shaped bricks. He even attempted to leap over a stack of bricks. During these jumps, he resembled a monkey, with agile and graceful movements.

Unknowingly, the night grew late. He slept, and another day was gone just like that.

The next day, when he rode his bicycle to the swimming pool, he found that the large pool was completely empty except for him.

"Wow, you're really dedicated! You came here even on such a cold day," the coach said and shook his head in amazement. "Ever since I met you, I've actually started liking my work.

"You're really dedicated!"

Wang An continued to practice Tai Chi in the water. In the water, his body faced the pressure from all directions. When he moved, the pressure on his body would change accordingly.

Tai Chi was like flowing water. It was continuous and unbroken.

The way of water was also the way of Tai Chi.

One couldn't grasp it without doing it. It was something to be personally experienced.

In a trance, a strand of energy in his body suddenly became unobstructed.

[Tai Chi experience +80.]

Wang An also practiced fighting in the water, while the coach played games on the side.

"Gank my lane! Ah, you're such a noob!"

With a bang, it sounded as if a firework had exploded in the water.

'What was that sound?' The coach, who was focused on his game, looked toward the water instinctively.

In the swimming pool, Wang An stood in the water and looked at his palms. Everything seemed normal.

Then the coach heard another sound.

"Double kill, triple kill!" 

He hurriedly looked down at his phone. Their team was wiped out within three seconds.

Then, he watched as the opponents made a push for their base and destroyed the crystal.

"Oh no, my rank!" He slapped his thigh in frustration.

In the water, Wang An was momentarily stunned. Then, he continued to train in the water.

With a palm strike, he carefully felt the changes in the force within his body. His eyes were focused on his palm and the changes in the flow of water in front of it.

With a push of the palm, a small horizontal vortex appeared in the water in front of the palm.

Tai Chi Force!

Wang An's eyes lit up.

"This is good!" He became even more vigorous in connecting the movements in the water.

Bang!

There was another explosion.

The coach looked up again and saw Wang An looking at his own palm in the water. The water splashed around.

"What are you doing?"

"Exercising." Wang An smiled. He was happy.

"It's because of you that I just lost my ranked match," the coach said and looked down at his phone. "I even got reported."

"Playing games too often is harmful to the body. It can easily lead to neck problems and tendinitis, and it can also damage your eyes. Why not swim a few laps?"

"I've been swimming for over ten years." The coach laughed. "To be honest, in all these years, I rarely saw someone like you."

Wang An smiled. Through his recent practice in the water, he had barely achieved a level of ease in moving around in the water.

Feeling that it was about time, Wang An emerged from the swimming pool. It revealed his muscular physique.

He was now a completely different person from a few months ago when he had just returned from the hospital check-up.

At this point, his body was streamlined with muscles. Although he did not have big bulging muscles like professional bodybuilders, the power contained within was no worse than theirs. He might even be stronger.

Moreover, he was more agile and flexible, not as stiff as those big guys.

"Heh, your physique is incredible." The coach, Qi Dahe, gave him a thumbs-up.

He had witnessed Wang An's transformation from the beginning. When he first arrived here, he looked a bit greasy and had a beer belly.

In just a few months, he had undergone a complete transformation, not only in physique but also in complexion and spirit. He seemed to have been rejuvenated by ten years.

'We both swim, but why do I feel like I'm aging day by day?' The coach reached up to touch his scruffy face.

"Oh, another round!" He picked up his phone again.

"I'm leaving now," said Wang An.

"Mm." Qi Dahe waved him goodbye.

Wang An walked out after changing his clothes. He spun his hands in the air as though dragging a ball at the end of his hands.

Suddenly, he slapped the wall next to him with a palm. The tiles shattered and dented.

'Good! I need to practice more in the next few days.' Wang An felt that he had touched the essence of the Tai Chi Force.

Wang An left the swimming pool, rode his bicycle slowly through the streets, and wondered what to eat for lunch.