Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 21 Dragon and Snake Dance
Yunhu Villa consists of three sections and nine buildings.

This is a three-story detached villa. The first floor is completely unfurnished. Various weapons are placed on one side of the main entrance, and two rooms are separated in one corner by semi-transparent glass.

One room was filled with various weightlifting tools. Another room contained equipment, including a punching bag testing machine, etc.
The entire floor is a practice room with an area of ​​over 200 square meters.

Gao Wu knew that Song Mingyue was a powerful martial artist, but it was still a bit strange that she had set up such a large training room at home.

He then thought about it again and realized that it was very much in line with Song Mingyue's independent and unconventional personality.

“The house was left to me by my mother, and I made some minor renovations.”

Song Mingyue handed Gao Wu a card. "This is my access card. You can save the access card information on your phone. Come over after school, and we can eat and train together."

"Uh, isn't this too much trouble for you?" Although Gao Wu was impulsive and thick-skinned, he still felt that things were progressing too fast and he was a little uncomfortable with coming to Song Mingyue's house for dinner.

"You don't need to be embarrassed. Let's not talk about how you saved my life. Let's just talk about the alien spirit. Helping you become stronger is helping myself."

Song Mingyue said very seriously, "I will do my best to help you before we deal with the alien spirit. This is what you deserve."

Gao Wu chuckled awkwardly, "This girl is really direct!"

However, it's good to be open about it. He had been thinking things over and over, worried that things might be too ambiguous, and also feeling that it might seem like he was taking advantage of someone's kindness.

Now I don't have so many worries.

Before dealing with the alien spirits, he had a stable job. Moreover, he earned it through his own abilities, not by being kept by a woman!
He nodded: "I understand. I'll come over every night, and I'll let you know in advance if I'm not coming."

Song Mingyue nodded; she felt that was the right way to do it.

This matter concerns the future of both of them, and is of paramount importance. Therefore, it must be made clear and transparent.

"I've already prepared a room for you, complete with training clothes and a bathroom."

Before meeting Gao Wu, Song Mingyue had already made arrangements. She led Gao Wu up to the second floor and pointed to a guest room next to the stairwell, saying, "Change your clothes first, I'll wait for you on the first floor."

"Thank you."

Gao Wu didn't stand on ceremony anymore. Song Mingyue was a cool and meticulous person who had thought things through very thoroughly.

Ordinary clothes are not suitable for high-intensity training, so having a changing room would be much more convenient. Gao Wu knew that he could train here without any problems, but it wasn't suitable for him to stay overnight.

Song Mingyue might not care, but Aunt Lan might not agree. If outsiders saw this, it would be difficult to explain, and it would be very bad for Song Mingyue's reputation.

After swiping his access card, Gao Wu walked around the room.

The guest room has one bedroom, one living room, and one bathroom, covering more than 30 square meters. The bedroom wardrobe contains more than ten sets of black training clothes, as well as disposable underwear, shoes, mouthguards, hairbands, and other supplies, making it very complete.

It has to be said, having money is great. You don't need to worry about ordinary living expenses at all, and it greatly improves your quality of life.

The catastrophe four years ago awakened his past life wisdom and activated the Book of Immeasurable Merit. But he also lost his family and was eventually adopted by a merchant.

Old Master Shang and Shang Qingjun treated him very well, but he awakened his past life wisdom and became more mature psychologically, and was very diligent and frugal.

Even so, it was still quite a burden for Grandpa Shang to support two students on his own, and he was somewhat strapped for cash.

Seeing Song Mingyue's comfortable lifestyle, Gao Wu couldn't help but feel a little envious.

That being said, Song Mingyue has serious problems in many aspects, which cannot be compensated for by a comfortable lifestyle...

Gao Wu changed into black training clothes and shoes, and found that the size was just right. He exclaimed in admiration, "Girls are indeed very thoughtful."

Back on the first floor, Song Mingyue was already waiting for him.

She wore a headband that neatly tied her short hair back, without obstructing her view at all. Her loose, soft, greyish-white leotard accentuated her tall and elegant figure.

Her clear, cool eyes gave her an elegant and sharp temperament, truly giving her an ethereal, otherworldly air.

"You know what, you really have to admit, it's kind of exciting..."

Gao Wu's heart skipped a beat. Song Mingyue looked really good in this state, no longer the disheveled, soaking wet dog she looked. He thought he might like her a little...

“We don’t know each other well yet, so let’s test our skills first. You don’t mind, do you?” Song Mingyue asked.

"Oh," Gao Wu came to his senses and cupped his hands in greeting: "I have no objection, please."

"I became a high-level martial artist two years ago, so please give it your all," Song Mingyue said softly.

"Great!"

Gao Wu sincerely praised her. He had long noticed that Song Mingyue had strong bones and muscles, and her weight was disproportionate to her size, clearly indicating that she was a high-level martial artist. However, just two years ago, Song Mingyue was only sixteen years old, and her body was still in the rapid development stage. The fact that she was already a high-level martial artist was truly remarkable.

In the vast city of Dongjiang, the number of people who can become advanced martial artists at the age of sixteen can probably be counted on two hands.

Two years have passed, and Song Mingyue clearly cannot afford to stagnate. She is very likely already a top-tier martial artist.

Knowing Song Mingyue's background, Gao Wu became more cautious. Even in a sparring match, even if Song Mingyue was much stronger than him, he would still try his best to win.

What young man isn't competitive? Even a weak, timid old man will take a lot of pills to show off when he sees a beautiful woman!

Gao Wu adopted a defensive stance. Facing a martial artist of a higher level, his only chance of winning was to wear down his opponent with his superior physique.

Song Mingyue moved forward steadily with light steps. When she was three steps away from Gao Wu, she suddenly accelerated and thrust her right palm straight at Gao Wu's throat like a knife.

Her attacks were simple and direct, yet exceptionally light and swift.

This change in rhythm and speed made Gao Wu feel awkward; it was the first time he had encountered such a skilled martial artist. He didn't have time to consider any tactics, so he crossed his arms to block, trying to deflect Song Mingyue's hand strike.

In his view, Song Mingyue was stronger than him, and it was impossible for her to hold down both of his hands with just one hand.

Moreover, he was using a diagonal cross-shaped defense, a posture that was the most stable and suitable for exerting force, enough to block Song Mingyue's hand strike.

The result was quite unexpected for Gao Wu. After Song Mingyue's hand made contact with his crossed arms, she suddenly bounced, and the force of the bounce made his arms numb, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Song Mingyue pressed her knife forward, and Gao Wu, sensing something was wrong, quickly inhaled and leaned back. Song Mingyue's knife missed his throat by a hair's breadth.

The sharp energy emanating from the palm strike was like an invisible blade, causing Gao Wu's throat to tighten.

Gao Wu felt a chill run down his spine. This palm strike was so sharp and fierce, it was like a real knife. If Song Mingyue had landed a solid blow, his throat would have been shattered, and his neck might even have been severed by the palm strike.

Just then, Song Mingyue's left leg landed on Gao Wu's protruding belly.

With a loud thud, Gao Wu was kicked and sent flying three or four meters away. The intense pain made him feel as if his intestines had been ripped out.

Fortunately, he was physically strong and did not lose his composure due to the excruciating pain. He was able to adjust his body posture while in mid-air and landed steadily on both feet.

Song Mingyue on the other side didn't pursue either; she waved her hand and said, "That's enough."

This made Gao Wu a little resentful. Although he had been kicked and looked a bit disheveled, he wasn't actually injured. It ended like that, as if he had lost…

He said somewhat defiantly, "I can still fight."

Song Mingyue shook her head slightly: "The main purpose of sparring is to see your cultivation state. Your physique is indeed special. Even when I struck you with 50% of my power, you were completely unaffected."

"Your strength isn't bad, and your coordination is decent, but your reaction speed is slow. The Flying Squirrel Potion is definitely suitable for you..."

Song Mingyue doesn't like chatting, but when it comes to serious matters, she can go into great detail.

She knew that Gao Wu had a special physique and had watched Gao Wu's combat videos, but she needed to have a detailed assessment of Gao Wu and take action herself.

With her keen mental power, Song Mingyue had already figured out about 70-80% of Gao Wu's abilities in just one exchange.

Just as Gao Wu himself said, his biggest problem right now is that his reaction speed is too slow. When he encounters a truly advanced martial artist, he can't utilize his physical advantages.

"Although the Nine Forms of the Dragon you practice are simple, they are the true teachings of the Twelve Divine Forms. Strength, speed, physique, and even mental strength can be enhanced and adjusted through potions."

"Only martial arts cultivation requires personal practice and understanding. You have grasped a bit of the true meaning of the Nine Forms of the Dragon, but your practice time is too short; this bit of true meaning has not yet permeated your body and mind..."

Song Mingyue said, "It just so happens that my Nine Transformations of the White Snake corresponds to the Nine Forms of the Dragon. We can use push-hands to spar, sense each other's changes in strength, and improve together."

Pushing hands is an ancient martial arts training method where practitioners learn each other's moves through slow and gentle force.

Gao Wu learned the Nine Forms of the Dragon Style from Grandpa Shang, who personally taught him the moves. Song Mingyue also wanted to spar with him in push hands, which made him a little suspicious.

After all, Old Master Shang was once a warrior; his vision and experience far surpass Song Mingyue's. What could he possibly learn from Song Mingyue?

Song Mingyue noticed Gao Wu's suspicion. She didn't explain further, but simply reached out and put her hand on Gao Wu's.

As both sides exerted their strength, Gao Wu felt as if the two were intertwined like two snakes.

The intertwined forces of both sides gradually shifted and were guided into each other's rhythm by Song Mingyue...

He didn't sense anything romantic; instead, he felt a chill: "This woman's got something!"

(End of this chapter)