Jiang Tao's Discovery

Jiang Tao simply couldn't afford to offend those scions of wealthy families.

A goddess like Li Mengxue is best admired from afar; getting too close will only lead to trouble.

Jiang Tao isn't love-struck, so he naturally wouldn't foolishly invite unnecessary trouble.

As he entered the cultivation room, just as the door was closing, he saw several disciples from prominent families hurrying past, clearly looking for Li Mengxue.

As soon as the door was completely shut, Jiang Tao's expression turned grim.

He thought of his good friend Chen Mo, whose attack a few days ago might be related to these privileged children.

Some time ago, when Chen Mo was using the training room at school, he said something to Li Mengxue. A few days ago, Chen Mo was ambushed.

Considering the behavior of these scions of wealthy families, Jiang Tao felt that it must be related to them.

Moreover, these children of wealthy families had criminal records; he had heard that many people had been bullied by them.

Jiang Tao naturally kept his distance from these people.

His father was just a low-level martial artist; those from wealthy families could easily make his family unable to survive in Jiangbei City with just a word.

Jiang Tao wanted to seek justice for Chen Mo, but considering his own limitations, he had to give up.

He doesn't have that ability.

Moreover, Chen Mo's description doesn't mention the attackers at all, and there's no evidence whatsoever. Even if it's confirmed that they were the ones who did it, they won't get justice.

On the contrary, if they were to retaliate, it could very well lead to the destruction of their families.

Moreover, Jiang Tao only has suspicions at the moment.

"It's better not to tell Mozi about this. It won't do any good and will only make Mozi feel more frustrated."

Having made his decision, Jiang Tao immediately composed himself, forced a smile, and turned to walk towards Chen Mo.

At this moment, Chen Mo continued to swing his sword.

His clothes and hair were soaked with sweat, but Chen Mo was oblivious and continued to work.

Jiang Tao held the energy drink and watched silently.

He knew that Chen Mo was very hardworking. Every time he practiced, he would be drenched in sweat and would only stop when he could no longer continue.

This time, Jiang Tao discovered that Chen Mo's cultivation method was different from before.

I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The same repetitive swings, over and over again, are incredibly boring.

He wouldn't do that.

Is this kind of practice useful? Jiang Tao was very skeptical.

Seeing that Chen Mo showed no sign of stopping, Jiang Tao continued to observe, wanting to see if Chen Mo had made any progress. If not, he would try to persuade Chen Mo to come back.

Practicing using the original methods, especially sparring, leads to greater progress.

Real-world practice is the most effective training method.

However, as Jiang Tao looked around, he noticed something amiss.

He just happened to see Chen Mo practicing a variation of the cleaver technique, and he could tell at a glance that he had reached the minor mastery level.

But as time went on, after practicing the moves more than ten times, he actually mastered them.

This rapid pace of progress, visible to the naked eye, astonished him.

That wasn't all. Not long after he was shocked, Chen Mo practiced it dozens more times, and the move was actually perfected!

This!

How is that possible!

Jiang Tao even suspected that he was hallucinating.

A single move, from initial mastery to perfection, only takes a dozen minutes!

How could he possibly believe that?

As he widened his eyes, trying to see clearly whether the move was perfect, Chen Mo had already stopped.

This made Jiang Tao very dissatisfied. "I've already taken my pants off, and you're calling it a day!"

He quickly spoke up:

"Mozi, show me the moves with your machete again. I just saw that your machete techniques seem to be perfected. I don't know if I'm just seeing things."

Chen Mo spotted Jiang Tao as soon as he arrived.

His cleaver technique was just one move away from being perfect, which was why he hadn't stopped.

He finished mastering the cleaver techniques and stopped to rest, focusing intently on his practice, which was quite taxing on his energy and stamina.

"Alright!"

Chen Mo did not refuse. He gripped the wooden sword and used all the variations of the cleaver.

At this moment, Jiang Tao finally saw clearly that they were all perfect-level moves.

"No mistake! Mozi, your machete technique is perfected! It's exactly the same as the homeroom teacher's!"

Jiang Tao looked surprised, staring intently at Chen Mo as if it were the first time he had seen Chen Mo.

"Holy crap! Mozi, how did you do that?"

"You'll get the hang of it with practice!"

Chen Mo said with a smile.

Jiang Tao looked suspicious, as if to say, "You're lying to me."

"How is that possible? You'll get it with practice! I..."

Jiang Tao stopped mid-sentence. He had just witnessed Chen Mo making some progress and gradually working his way up to perfection.

Just as Chen Mo said!

Has he finally figured it out?

Seeing that Jiang Tao stopped halfway through his sentence and stood there lost in thought, Chen Mo began to explain:

"I'm not lying, you really do learn it by practicing."

The explanation that "heaven rewards diligence" is flawed; one will learn it with practice.

But Jiang Tao still did not respond after Chen Mo said this.

Chen Mo stepped forward and met Jiang Tao's eyes, noticing that his gaze was unfocused and he was clearly lost in thought.

So I reached out and patted him on the shoulder:

"Taozi, what are you thinking about? Are you so amazed by my talent that you've become withdrawn?"

"Mozi, am I that kind of person? How could I be autistic!" Jiang Tao, regaining his senses, quickly retorted.

"Then why didn't you say anything just now!"

"I was thinking about your changes; in your case, it seems you've finally seen the light!"

Jiang Tao explained.

Speaking of enlightenment, Chen Mo also thought of the stories circulating at school, and thus guided Jiang Tao in that direction:

"Does my situation qualify as 'enlightenment'? I heard that a senior at our school experienced a significant increase in comprehension and a rapid increase in cultivation speed after achieving enlightenment, but in my case, it's not as fast as the legend says!"

"When practicing stance training, the speed didn't increase much."

"I see!" Jiang Tao stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"In your case, you're probably in a semi-enlightened state, and there might be further improvement in the future."

"Taozi, is that how you put it? Half-awake! You're either half-awake or fully awake! There's no such thing as half-awake!"

Chen Mo was somewhat disgusted by this statement, and at the same time, he silently told himself that he was cheating, not enlightened.

Jiang Tao immediately retorted:

"Of course there are! Even doors can be half-open or fully open; enlightenment is like opening a door!"

"Fine! I won't argue with you anymore!" Chen Mo didn't care what anyone said, he just opened the car anyway!

"Taozi, when I become a martial artist, I'll definitely protect you!"

"Great! Even if I become a martial artist, I'll protect you! We're best buddies!"

"Good buddy!" The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Here, have a drink to replenish your energy!" Jiang Tao suddenly remembered that he hadn't given Chen Mo the energy drink he bought, so he immediately handed it over.

"Thanks!" Chen Mo didn't stand on ceremony, took the drink, unscrewed the cap, and drank it in big gulps.

In just a few seconds, Chen Mo finished a bottle of beverage, and his physical and mental fatigue quickly subsided.

"This drink works well, but it's a bit pricey."

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