Afterward, Lin Mu entered another match.
Just like before, he crushed his opponent and claimed victory.
Though he had only fought three bouts, with the system's help, he had accumulated the experience of several hundred battles.
When it came to combat, he was already an old hand.
Not wanting to waste his beginner-period slots, Lin Mu chose not to continue and turned to leave the Duel Hall.
He only had 18,500 yuan in his account right now, still a considerable distance from his target.
Ring ring~
A phone call came in. Lin Mu answered it and learned that the martial arts school had called—someone was looking for him as a sparring partner.
Lin Mu immediately headed to the martial arts school. Once there, Li Yan and a man appeared before him.
"He's the one who needs a sparring partner?"
The man nodded. "You've met before. Young Master Li is offering quite a lot."
"How much?"
"Three thousand an hour. If you can satisfy me, five thousand is no problem," Li Yan said from the side.
"Then let's calculate it at five thousand. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
"So confident?"
"You'll know once you try!"
"Fine!" Li Yan nodded, and the two headed toward a nearby Cultivation Room.
After entering the Cultivation Room, Li Yan put on a pair of boxing gloves.
"I've hired quite a few sparring partners before, but few could satisfy me. The reason I chose you is because you improved so quickly. I want to know how you did it."
"I can't disclose such matters. But if you want to improve your practical combat skills, I can help you," Lin Mu said.
"Alright!" Li Yan said.
His figure flashed as he charged toward Lin Mu.
Li Yan was extremely fast, and his Fist Technique was highly refined. He had clearly received guidance from an expert.
His figure kept shifting, while howling fist winds swept past Lin Mu's side.
Lin Mu continuously dodged, his eyes studying Li Yan's Fist Technique.
About ten minutes later, a dragon's roar rang out from Lin Mu's body.
Boom!
Li Yan staggered back again and again, surprise appearing on his face.
He could feel that Lin Mu had grown noticeably stronger than before.
Before Lin Mu, he could not gain even the slightest advantage.
"I cultivate the Tier 3 Martial Skill, Meteor God Fist. At full strength, my punches should reach 744 kg. Even if he's stronger than me, he shouldn't be able to handle me this easily."
"The only possibility is that he has grown much stronger than before," Li Yan thought to himself.
He came from a wealthy family and had seen many powerful martial artists, so he could naturally gauge the gap between himself and Lin Mu.
He simply could not understand why Lin Mu could improve so quickly.
A system notification sounded in Lin Mu's mind.
"Completed one practical sparring session. Obtained 94x efficiency."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. Looking at Li Yan, he said calmly, "Do you want to know what problems you have?"
"Tell me!"
"Your Fist Technique carries plenty of power, but your fist edge drifts to the left, so your strength doesn't fully erupt. If I attacked your right abdomen, I could clearly break you down. Also, when you exert force, there are several openings..."
Lin Mu explained unhurriedly.
Li Yan's eyes were filled with shock.
He had noticed some of these issues before, but he had never understood them so clearly.
Yet Lin Mu could see them at a glance.
What terrifying martial talent.
He suddenly understood why Lin Mu's cultivation was so strong.
With such talent, it would be difficult not to improve.
"I understand. How should I correct it?" Li Yan asked earnestly.
Lin Mu thought for a moment. "Start by changing your force-generating posture. Throw a punch at me, and I'll help correct you."
"Alright!" Li Yan nodded. He let out a light breath and threw his fist forward.
"No. Your force is too slow, and the strength in your legs isn't keeping up," Lin Mu rebuked.
Li Yan adjusted himself and continued throwing punches.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Li Yan was exhausted to the point of collapse, yet his face was full of excitement.
He held even more respect for Lin Mu now.
"You're incredible! From now on, I'm booking all your sparring sessions!" Li Yan said.
"Five thousand an hour. I can guide you for no more than two hours a day. If you want to book me, pay me three hundred thousand first," Lin Mu said.
"No problem!" Li Yan took out his phone from the side and operated it for a moment, directly transferring 350,000 yuan.
Not long after, a message arrived on Lin Mu's phone.
"Congratulations, you have received a booking fee of 300,000 yuan—Hongyuan Martial Arts School."
Seeing the message, Lin Mu's expression changed noticeably. He had seen rich people before, but never anyone this rich.
He had transferred 350,000 yuan just like that.
Lin Mu knew that 50,000 yuan of it was the martial arts school's commission. Under normal circumstances, he should have paid that commission himself, but Li Yan had directly covered it.
It was clear that Li Yan truly did not lack money.
"Alright! Add me on V. Contact me whenever you're free," Lin Mu said.
Li Yan nodded.
Elsewhere, Huang Yan was using a Computer when a notification popped up.
It was Li Yan's transfer.
Seeing the 350,000 yuan he had transferred to the martial arts school, Huang Yan's face was full of surprise.
Three hundred and fifty thousand yuan!
Just to book Lin Mu alone.
Was this young master not being a little too extravagant?
The man also came over. Seeing the notification, he found it hard to believe as well.
"For Young Master Li to spend this much money, this guy isn't simple!"
"I remember Li Qiu was once his sparring partner too, but he was driven away in less than two days!"
"His family doesn't lack money, and he's been exposed to formidable martial artists. Naturally, his standards are high. For Lin Mu to earn his approval, he must have something extraordinary about him."
"Should we take a look?" Huang Yan asked.
The man nodded slightly. He was also curious about what had happened between the two.
After pulling up the surveillance footage, the scene of Lin Mu and Li Yan inside the Cultivation Room appeared.
Their faces showed disbelief.
They both understood very clearly what it meant to discover so many of Li Yan's problems after just one exchange.
Lin Mu's talent was anything but ordinary.
If an ordinary martial artist fought him, their moves would probably be seen through before they had exchanged more than a few blows.
What a terrifying thing that was.
Ripples stirred in Huang Yan's beautiful eyes.
In her eyes, Lin Mu was practically a super golden turtle son-in-law.
If she could be with someone like him, how dazzling would her future be?
"It must have been because I wasn't proactive enough before. I need to be more proactive from now on," Huang Yan thought to herself.
Inside an office elsewhere.
Li Qiu, an advanced sparring partner, sat before a Computer as a message spread through the group chat.
"Young Master Li spent 350,000 yuan to book Sparring Partner Lin for a month."
The message drew the attention of many people.
After all, even advanced sparring partners only charged eight thousand yuan an hour.
A month would amount to at most four or five hundred thousand yuan.
Yet few people would book someone for an entire month.
A newly arrived sparring partner had made Li Yan spend so much money?
A trace of confusion appeared on Li Qiu's face. He performed a few simple operations on the Computer and pulled up the Cultivation Room footage.
When he saw what was in the video, shock appeared on his face.
He had been Li Yan's sparring partner before and knew that Li Yan's Fist Technique had been guided by an expert.
Lin Mu had identified his problems after only one exchange. What a terrifying thing that was.
For a moment, he felt that all the sparring knowledge he had learned over so many years was nothing but dogshit.
Before talent, what did hard work count for?
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