Martial Arts Godhood: At the Start, Rebels Asked Me to Be an Undercover Agent

After getting out of the car, Hu Guangzhong stood by the car door and lit a cigarette for himself.

He took two deep drags, exhaled a puff of smoke, then closed the car door behind him and headed towards the stairwell.

Xiao Wang waited a while until Hu Guangzhong went upstairs before heading towards the stairwell across the street.

Then, following behind Hu Guangzhong, they also went up the stairs.

But instead of rushing upstairs, he stood in the stairwell on the second floor, leaned on the railing, and looked up.

Footsteps came from the stairwell, and Xiao Wang observed them while listening intently to the sounds.

Finally, the footsteps stopped after reaching the fourth floor, followed by the sound of a key turning in the lock.

Then came the sound of the door opening, followed by a loud bang as the door slammed shut again.

Then, the entire stairwell fell into a brief silence.

Xiao Wang didn't rush to leave. Instead, he went up the stairs to the fourth floor. He pulled his hat brim down so low that his face was almost invisible. Then, pretending to rest, he observed the footprints at the door and discovered that Hu Guangzhong had entered through the door of room 402.

After confirming the information, Xiao Wang turned and went downstairs.

He didn't plan to make a move now. He wasn't sure of Hu Guangzhong's true strength yet, and he needed to gather more information before looking for an opportune moment to act.

After exiting the stairwell, Xiao Wang headed straight towards the martial arts hall.

As he walked, he felt as if someone was following him. He stopped to observe, but found nothing unusual.

The feeling of being followed didn't disappear until he got close to the martial arts school.

Xiao Wang stood at the entrance of the martial arts school, not in a hurry to go in, but turned around and stared at the streets on both sides under the night sky.

The streets were deserted at this time, with only a night cat occasionally letting out a pitiful cry.

"Who's following me? Hu Guangzhong? That's impossible."

Xiao Wang wondered who it was, but couldn't guess for a moment. With these questions in mind, he pushed open the door of the martial arts school.

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Half an hour later.

No. 42 Letian Road, Fusheng Group Building.

A young man dressed in black knocked on the door of an office.

"Come in," came the voice of a middle-aged man from inside.

The young man in black pushed open the door and bowed slightly to the middle-aged man.

"How is it?" the middle-aged man asked.

"It's basically clear now. This Xiao Wang should be a student at No. 7 Middle School, and he also lives in a place called Zhongxing Martial Arts School."

"Zhongxing Martial Arts School?"

"Yes, it's still unclear whether he's a disciple of the martial arts school or if the school is his family's property."

The middle-aged man didn't answer immediately. Instead, he tapped the table with his right hand. On the table was a report, and he was looking at a line of text on it: Side effects: 0.

The report begins with Xiao Wang's name.

This is the result of the blood test on Xiao Wang from the last drug trial conducted by Fusheng Group.

After thinking for a while, the middle-aged man raised his head and said, "Whether the martial arts school is his home or not is not important. As long as we know where to find him, that's enough. Now that we can determine his address and the school he attends, there's no need to follow him anymore. From now on, there's only one thing to do, and that is to make sure he participates in the next drug trial."

The young man in black paused, then asked, "What if he doesn't participate?"

"Since he's so young to be participating in the drug trial, he must be short of money. If we can find a way to let him know about the trial, he'll most likely come. If he really doesn't want to come," the middle-aged man paused here, "then we'll 'invite' him to come."

"clear."

The young man in black nodded in acknowledgment and then left the room.

Then the middle-aged man picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

A moment later, his tone became unusually humble.

"Second Young Master, we've investigated the residence. Should we arrest him now?"

A soft voice came from the other end of the phone, "No rush. We can wait until the next drug trial is over. If the result is still the same, then we can take action."

"clear."

"You know what to do next, right?"

"I understand. Please rest assured, Second Young Master, I will definitely take care of it."

"And also, those who know this news..."

"Everything has been taken care of, please rest assured, Second Young Master."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he waited for the other end of the phone to hang up before putting down his own receiver.

He then set the report in front of him on fire, and it quickly turned to ashes.

Then he picked up the phone again, ready to dial another number, but he hung up on himself halfway through.

"Never mind, let's wait until we confirm before telling Miss."

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When Xiao Wang returned to the martial arts school, he saw Wei Zhongxing and the other two sitting at the entrance of the main hall, chatting and fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans.

Xiao Wang entered the room.

"Junior brother, you're back."

"Um."

Have you eaten?

"Not yet, is there any food left?"

"The kitchen is reserved for you."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Xiao Wang went to the kitchen, washed his hands, picked up the food Cheng Hu had left for him, and came to the door of the main room. He sat down next to the three of them and began to eat.

"Why are you so late today?" Cheng Hu asked casually.

"Something came up and I was held up."

Xiao Wang gave a casual answer, and fortunately, the three of them did not press him further.

After finishing their meal and washing the dishes, Xiao Wang returned to the spot by the door and sat down. The four of them sat side by side, their heads tilted back.

The towering inner city wall in the distance cast a huge shadow, and searchlights occasionally swept across the rooftops of the houses behind them, but no one found it strange; they were used to it.

After a while, Linghu Ke suddenly said to Xiao Wang, "Junior brother, weren't you supposed to be delivering goods together? There's a delivery deal to discuss tomorrow afternoon, do you want to come along?"

"Okay, when?"

Around 3 p.m.

"Okay, I'll come to the martial arts gym to meet you tomorrow at 3 PM."

After agreeing on the terms and sitting for a while, Xiao Wang got up and went to the courtyard to prepare to start practicing his boxing.

He knew that to truly master Tiger Legion from its form to its spirit, two things were essential.

First, one must have a deep understanding of martial arts. The "divine" stage of combat skills cannot be reached without a deep understanding of them.

Secondly, it requires constant practice. As the saying goes, "Practice makes perfect." If you have low comprehension, then practice tens of thousands more times. Each time you only need to understand a little bit. Over time, you will eventually master it.

In short, practice makes perfect.

Xiao Wang arrived in the arena and took his stance.

Cheng Hu watched and said, "Junior brother, is it really necessary to push yourself so hard?"

Seeing this, Linghu Ke said, "Junior brother, you don't need to work so hard. With your current level, getting into Yuanshan Martial Arts Academy is a piece of cake."

Only Wei Zhongxing didn't mention Xiao Wang. Instead, he picked up a palm-leaf fan and gave one to each of Cheng Hu and Linghu Ke, saying, "You two work hard for three days and rest for two, and you won't let others work hard? Get out of here, go to sleep, and don't bother them."

After Wei Zhongxing finished speaking, he kicked each of them once, and the two men had no choice but to get up and go to sleep.

After the two left, Wei Zhongxing stood up and said to Xiao Wang, "Martial arts still require a balance between work and rest. Practice and comprehension are both essential. You should control the degree of this yourself."

After saying that, Wei Zhongxing went to sleep.

"Disciple understands, thank you Master."