8:00 am.

Yangcheng Martial Arts Academy.

Principal's Office.

Bang!

Zhang Mingyang lit a cigarette, took a sip, and soon drowned himself in the light blue smoke.

He has not returned home since the official announcement of the Yangwu Conference.

Especially after Ye Chong left this office, Zhang Mingyang never left here.

nervous.

Irritable.

disturbed.

fear.

look forward to.

...

Various emotions slowly lingered in his heart like the light blue smoke in front of him.

It seemed as if as soon as he left the familiar environment here, everything would suddenly become completely out of control.

Now is the critical moment before the Yangwu Conference begins, and he doesn't want to fall into panic.

So, he chose to stay.

There is a bathroom in the room, a bed in the inner room, and a small conference table in the outer room for small meetings.

It can be said that staying here is considered as both life and work without delay.

However, the real reason for keeping him here is not these, but something more important to him.

Cultivation.

He has changed since Ye Chong tried hard to temper his body that day and allowed him to truly embark on the road of martial arts.

Transformation.

Not only did his body change, but his heart also changed completely.

"I am in my forties now, and this age is too late for those who practice martial arts.

In terms of practicing martial arts, my comprehension ability is not as good as that of young people, which will lead to slow growth of my cultivation.

In other words, my core physical data such as body, qi, blood, and spirit will all be improved at a rapid speed.

This situation also brought about a bad result.

Because my body evolves slowly and my physical data is not ideal, it will inevitably affect my practice of tactics and body skills, etc.

How to say it?

Even if I work hard from now on, my cultivation speed will not be comparable to those talented young people.

And if I don’t work harder, I will probably move forward quickly on the road of martial arts, even spend my life, and may not break through to become a warrior.

Of course, I can take medicine.

I can try my best to get the best martial arts pills, Qi and Blood pills, Blood and Qi pills, etc., but these can only play an auxiliary role.

no way.

If you take too much of the same type of elixir, the body will develop resistance. Taking it again will not only have no effect, but will damage the liver and kidneys, which will not be worth the loss.

The most important thing is that by swallowing pills to improve one's own realm and cultivation, the hidden dangers laid are quite large.

Although I am self-aware and will not go too far on the road of martial arts, how can I know the result if I haven’t tried it?

Even if I think that my hard work in my life will only make myself the most mediocre qi and blood warrior at most. However, before the future has arrived, how can I easily give up the opportunity to become a warrior?

But then again, no matter what, I don’t have much time left.

What I have to do now is two things, or two goals.

The first goal is of course the Yangwu Conference.

In the short term, we must make this Yangwu Conference successfully held successfully and cause a sensation.

In the long run, the Yangwu Conference should be held as scheduled every year, which will create more and more attractiveness and have more and more valuable content, thus becoming a tool or stepping stone for the rapid development of Yangwu Academy and me.

The second goal is naturally martial arts practice.

In the short term, I need to become a quasi-warrior in the shortest possible time.

This may be very simple for others, but for me, it requires hard work.

In the medium term, of course, I have to strive to achieve a breakthrough from a quasi-warrior to a warrior. Once I have achieved this, it means that I have become a true martial arts person.

By then, there will not be so many people questioning my identity as the principal of the Martial Arts Academy.

In the long run, I will strive to continue to improve the level of warriors, hoping to eventually grow from a primary martial arts warrior to a martial arts general.

At the same time, I also need to constantly improve my tactic skills and body skills to make myself a real warrior.

I have lived for more than 40 years, but my life ideals have not been realized.

At this age, the meaning of life has become very simple for me.

That is to keep my footprints in this world through my continuous efforts.

Be simple.

I want to change the world.

I want to make this world safer, more stable, warmer and happier for the human race through my own efforts, just like ancient civilizations, full of harmony and tranquility.

However, if I want to do this, I need to have greater power. If I want to have greater power, I need status, identity, authority and honor, and to obtain these things, I have to live at all costs.

All right.

Go live.

In order to survive, the first thing I have to do now is to strengthen myself and to shut up those who have been coveting and slandering me.”

Soon, Zhang Mingyang knocked out the cigarette butts and sat cross-legged on the sofa and began to practice.

As the principal of Yangcheng Martial Arts Academy, he certainly does not lack simplified versions of martial arts skills. However, he still put forward his own ideas when Ye Chong was about to leave the principal's office.

When Ye Chong heard the other party’s meaning, he agreed without hesitation. He then spent half an hour to analyze and judge several simplified martial arts techniques in Zhang Mingyang’s hand and expressed his opinions.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingyang nodded frequently when he heard this.

In fact, Ye Chong was a little funny at the time and a little secretly admired Zhang Mingyang's eyes.

As the head of the school, he was a bit ridiculous when he let so many teachers of the Yangwu Academy not ask him, but he just asked him a student from the Jiuwu Academy. However, he also had a hint of wisdom.

Speaking of which, Zhang Mingyang's current martial arts practices that Ye Chong put forward his guidance did indeed bring him a lot of surprises, and this made him full of higher expectations for Ye Chong.

Ding ~

The sound tube rang.

Teacher Xiao Wang, the school office's voice quickly rang out: "Principal, Deputy Commander Zuo said he would invite you to lunch today, how can you see?"

"Ah, so, tell Deputy Commander Zuo that I'm so busy now that I'm overwhelmed. After a while, I'll treat him to a seafood meal." Zhang Mingyang paused, and then sighed, "Xiao Wang, I know very well what Lao Zuo is asking for me.

But during this period...

It's indeed a bit inappropriate.

The Ministry of Martial Arts and the Global Martial Arts Federation are coming, so let’s wait before talking about it.
Chapter completed!