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Seeing the "Reality" option, Zhang Feng didn't hesitate at all and chose it directly.

As a complex memory flooded into his mind.

A prompt also appeared.

【Your martial arts +1, Reality martial arts +0.5】

【You have mastered all the cultivation methods of Iron Skin Qigong】

This enhancement did not grant muscle memory.

But the insights into the techniques were complete.

Zhang Feng was first confused for a few seconds, then looked at his hands.

“Using meridians to cultivate? Is this a variation of internal martial arts? Or internal energy?”

Unlike the body training from the combat memories.

This time, it was a more complex 'meridian cultivation'.

If mastered, even ordinary firearms wouldn't be able to kill him.

This had completely deviated from the concept of realistic martial arts and began to move towards another mysterious level.

Zhang Feng was excited and immediately began to adopt a strange stance according to the technique insights in his mind.

‘Similar to the Hunyuan Stance of Tai Chi, but the details and changes within are more complex.’

With Zhang Feng's thirty years of grandmaster-level martial arts experience, he quickly identified some subtle differences after personally trying it.

‘No, no, not subtle, but a more refined control of the body.’

Zhang Feng quickly immersed himself in learning, experiencing this magical technique.

But after practicing for a while, Zhang Feng gradually began to frown.

After a few more minutes.

Zhang Feng slowly stopped all movements.

‘Having the memories isn't enough.’

Zhang Feng shook his head.

‘My physique is a bit lacking, and I can't minutely control the muscle groups in the meridians.’

This requires slowly practicing and adapting according to the control methods in the technique memories.

Moreover, some herbal medicines need to be taken in combination; it's not just about brute force training.

Zhang Feng felt that the practice was very complex, but fortunately, he had the memories and could start practicing directly.

Then, start with controlling the muscle groups.

Zhang Feng looked at his arm, staring intently.

This kind of practice uses a kind of 'intention', combined with the coordination of one's own muscles, to eventually make the muscles in the arm 'pulse'.

It's very absurd, like the abstract 'visualization' in Buddhism.

It's also similar to the 'thought' in the six senses, transforming into a tangible entity in the void, presenting a realm that can be 'seen' with the naked eye.

Zhang Feng borrowed books from Shaolin in the last adventure world and read the *Contemplation Sutra*.

The 'Sixteen Contemplations' and 'Sixteen Visualizations' inside are somewhat similar to these.

Zhang Feng recalled and practiced at the same time.

… …

In the evening, it was time for the appointment with the captain.

Zhang Feng looked at the slightly pulsating muscles in his arm as he walked out.

After several hours of practice.

Zhang Feng could already control the meridian muscles at the 'Three Yang Channels' required for Iron Skin Qigong.

And Iron Skin Qigong requires 'sixteen' meridians to vibrate simultaneously, driving the body to achieve a certain sense of 'resonance'.

After the resonance reaches a certain amplitude, 'overclocking' can be achieved.

Overclocking also means breaking through the physiological limits of the human body.

Iron Skin Qigong is about cultivating in a specific way and method during 'resonance overclocking' to completely stabilize the human body in the 'overclocked state'.

At that time, in addition to a substantial increase in physique, the physical structure of the body will also undergo certain changes.

The body may become heavier or lighter.

Zhang Feng tended to become heavier.

‘In the previous options, there was an option for "A broad mind makes a fat body".’

Zhang Feng suddenly thought of an enhancement from the previous world while going downstairs.

‘That option was (for every increase of 1 jin in weight, the physique will increase accordingly).’

I initially thought that a person could only weigh a few hundred jin at most, and even if it was 1 jin + 0.01, it would only be 2 or 3 points at most.

Unless I possessed a huge monster weighing several tons in some adventure world, that should add a lot of physique.

But now it seems that people can also become heavier after overclocking.

The more Zhang Feng understood, the more he realized that some options seemed to be very useful.

It's just that he didn't understand it at the time.

‘Will I become several tons after overclocking?’

Zhang Feng found it interesting for a moment and saw that no one was around.

So, on the way downstairs, Zhang Feng suddenly inhaled, puffed out his round face, and raised his arms, lowering his forearms, pretending to be several tons of weight, clunking down the stairs.

Zhang Feng felt it was fun.

But hearing movement downstairs, someone was coming up.

Zhang Feng quickly exhaled, lowered his hands, and walked downstairs with a calm expression.

… …

Eight o'clock.

Walking into a private video room.

This was the place Zhang Feng had agreed upon with the captain.

Room 3.

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Zhang Feng knocked on the door four short and one long and walked in, looking at him.

The captain was watching a movie, with the sound turned up very loud.

“Don't test it, I can hear you.”

Zhang Feng closed the door and locked it.

The captain watched the movie for a few moments before looking at Zhang Feng, who had sat down.

“You still use the alias 'Feng Zhang'.

Your boss was killed by an overseas gang.

You didn't follow him that day, so you escaped unharmed.”

The captain turned up the TV volume a little more.

“Anyway, this kind of thing is common here.

Instead of making a fuss, it's better to ignore it and let them suspect each other.”

“Okay.” Zhang Feng nodded and rubbed his ears. “I can really hear you. Turn down the TV volume a bit, or the boss will come knocking in a while.”

“Testing your hearing is the first thing.” The captain smiled and turned the volume down a little. “The main thing is to cover up our conversation.”

“What's the follow-up plan?” Zhang Feng looked at him.

The captain sat up straight on the sofa.

“The follow-up plan is that you need to find a person named 'Old Slick'.

Old Slick is a 'soldier' in Luo Huo's group.

His level in the drug den is about the same as the boss you were investigating before.

But the difference is that Old Slick is an important informant of ours.

Originally, we didn't want to expose him in advance, but have you and him cut into the drug den along two separate lines.

But in the current situation, you really don't have a more suitable entry point.

Moreover, you have already infiltrated their 'soldiers', and we need to find the上线 (上线 means the person above him in the hierarchy) as soon as possible.

Finally, the leader and I discussed…”

He pointed to the table in front of him, tapping heavily with his finger.

“Simply combine the soldiers into one line, and have the two ghosts knock on the door!”

Two ghosts knocking on the door is not a derogatory term.

In Chinese chess, it is a chess term.

It means that two 'river pawns' simultaneously invade the opponent's nine palace grid, occupy the ribs, and restrict the movement of the opponent's 'general'.

This situation is called 'Two Ghosts Knocking on the Door'.

If it can be coordinated with other pieces, then the situation will have no solution and is a checkmate.

“This is Old Slick's photo and information.”

The captain then took out a document from the inside of his clothes.

Zhang Feng looked at Old Slick's photo.

There were a total of a dozen photos, including front, side, and full-body shots, etc.

This man was in his thirties, looked short, but quite sturdy.

Zhang Feng mainly looked at his appearance.

Buzz cut, small mustache, giving people an overall fierce temperament, not looking like a good person at all.

Just looking at the temperament in the photo, Zhang Feng believed that he had several lives in his hands.

“I'll put it away after you're done looking.” The captain said, putting it away after seeing Zhang Feng nod. “His information is very important and is classified in the bureau. Of course, the classification level is not as high as yours.

Currently, only Bureau Chief Wang and I know your identity in the city.”

“When do I leave?” Compared to the level, Zhang Feng was more concerned about the infiltration plan. “Does this person contact me, or do I contact him?”

“In about ten minutes.” The captain looked at his watch. “He will come to pick you up.”

“Okay.” Zhang Feng was ready at any moment.

The captain nodded, then curiously looked at Zhang Feng. “Yesterday, I only knew that you killed that boss, but I heard from the people who came back that you achieved a counter-kill while being tied up?”