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Chapter 1021, Section 1016: The Old Man (Double update, please vote!)

After Chen Yun left, Ma En immediately walked in the direction where the figure had disappeared, quickly moving through the corridor, his eyes scanning everyone as he tried to find that agile figure.

Fortunately, he saw the disappearing figure after walking only a few steps.

In the middle of the open-air plaza not far from the cafeteria, the robust old man was playing with some rather worn-out exercise equipment, demonstrating a level of hand-leg coordination far exceeding that of the last time we met.

Moreover, his physique was no longer as thin as when we last met. Although not much time had passed since then, he looked as strong as if he had been working out for over a decade, and his eyes were bright and piercing.

Marne sat down in a corner of the square and began to observe the former martial arts master.

After playing with the waist twister for a while, the old man strode over to the parallel bars and began to twist his body flexibly on them. His energy seemed no less than that of a young person, but he did not display any profound martial arts skills.

Then he tried different equipment for his activities, and he would chat with other elderly people around him from time to time. His mental state was completely different from last time.

Maren wasn't sure how much of this was due to the martial arts manual and how much was due to the changes in the new world. If it was the latter, that would be very interesting, since Heaven couldn't possibly offer him any help.

However, Heaven may not know how terrifying the power within this old man is, and therefore may inadvertently bring about some positive changes for him, a phenomenon also seen in the case of God's Eye.

This is likely a key reason why she guided herself to the new world; she would naturally use this power because it would benefit her.

The essence of this benefit may very well stem entirely from Heaven's lack of understanding of what happened before the fault occurred.

After observing for more than half an hour, Wang Sheng suddenly did something that caught his attention.

The old man nimbly jumped off the treadmill, then turned and walked to an open space, where he set up the controls and began to slowly...

Longevity Fist.

Ma En, who had also learned the Longevity Fist, immediately noticed that every move of the Divine Fist was perfect, and a vibrant life force emerged during his practice, which improved the complexion of the elderly people around him.

Before he knew it, he had watched the entire set of fist techniques performed by the Divine Fist. In fact, he had no distracting thoughts at all during the process, and even forgot his purpose in being there.

At this moment, he also felt that his understanding of the Longevity Fist had become more comprehensive.

Marx and Engels let out a long breath.

Since waking up, he felt that this body was not his own, and like his spiritual power, his physique had become that of an ordinary person, or even worse.

His previous martial arts techniques were no longer under his control. After all, he couldn't even control his body properly now. Whether it was the Undying Life Technique rooted in mental power or other martial arts, they were like stones sunk to the bottom of a river, no longer able to be moved by his body.

However, after watching this set of boxing techniques, he felt his body become much lighter.

This moment also made Maren realize that this might be his chance to regain his strength.

While Shenquan was resting, he got up and went over.

"Sir," Ma En said respectfully, "are you a martial artist?"

Wang Sheng looked at Ma En with some surprise, then waved his hand: "Young man, I can't be considered a martial artist. I'm just an old man who likes to practice boxing. I usually just practice randomly for fun. I'm not a master."

Although he spoke politely, his sideways turn towards Ma En hinted at his refusal.

But Marne was not discouraged at all; in fact, he was quite excited because the Divine Fist clearly knew what martial arts were, which was completely different from the situation before the arrival of the New World.

Moreover, he wasn't surprised that he mentioned martial arts, as if in Wang Sheng's understanding, everyone in the world should know about the existence of martial arts.

It's like the world before the fault line.

Marx and Engels continued respectfully:
"Senior, I find your Longevity Fist to be quite impressive. I wouldn't be surprised if you said you were the founder of this style of boxing. Please forgive my impertinence, but I have recently encountered a serious problem with martial arts and would like to ask you for some advice."

After hearing these words, Divine Fist naturally understood what Marx and Engels meant, but his tone became increasingly impolite:

"I'm just a retired old man now, and I'm no longer interested in the rights and wrongs of the martial arts world. No matter what deep hatred you have or what ambitions you have to become a martial arts master, it has nothing to do with me."

"I no longer accept apprentices."

Recalling the words of those martial artists from his memory, Maren remained respectful:

"Senior, I have no deep-seated hatred, nor do I presume to become your disciple. I have simply encountered some problems in martial arts that I cannot solve, and I cannot find any other suitable teacher to enlighten me."

"That's why I thought of asking my senior for some advice."

The old man sneered:
"You don't want to become my apprentice? Then I'm even less likely to teach you anything."

Hearing this, Ma En was somewhat amused and exasperated. He never expected that Divine Fist would be like this. He dared to come forward to ask because he knew from books that Divine Fist was a selfless martial artist. At least based on that image, Divine Fist should not be stingy in answering questions.

It's unclear whether the changes were brought about by the new world, or whether he was always like this, or whether the fault line and the new world had altered Fist of Fury, but he clearly has some resistance to teaching martial arts now.

Seeing this, Marx and Engels didn't waste any words, but instead followed his memory and clasped their hands in a fist salute:
"Whether you are willing to give me guidance or not, I would like to express my gratitude in advance."

After saying that, he immediately pulled the wheel in the open space in front of the Divine Fist and started practicing the Longevity Fist again, just like he remembered it. At first, his steps and fist techniques were quite awkward, and he even started fighting with himself.

But after a while, the image of the Divine Fist's punching appeared in his mind, and his movements became slightly more agile, but it was still far from his original level, and could not even be called qualified.

Upon seeing this, Divine Fist spat to the side.

Maren didn't care at all and stumbled through the whole thing. Then he immediately got back into position and started practicing Longevity Fist again, but this time the whole thing was still messy and awkward.

The Divine Fist revealed a disdainful look:

"It's terrible, it's terrible."

But he remained seated, watching Marne practice his boxing, showing no intention of leaving.

　Asking for a monthly ticket~
　　(End of this chapter)