300,000 for Sparring

Then, Lin Mu participated in another match.

Just like before, he won in an overwhelming fashion.

Although he only fought three rounds, with the system's help, he had accumulated hundreds of bouts' worth of combat experience.

When it came to fighting, he was a veteran.

To avoid wasting the newcomer period's quota, Lin Mu chose not to continue and turned to leave the Duel Hall.

His account now held only eighteen thousand five hundred credits, still far from what he needed.

Ring ring ring~

A phone rang. Lin Mu answered—it was the martial arts gym calling, saying someone wanted him as a sparring partner.

Lin Mu headed straight to the gym. After arriving, 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 a good price."

"How much?"

"Three thousand an hour. If you can satisfy me, raising it to five thousand is no problem." Li Yan said from the side.

"Then let's go with five thousand. I'll make sure you're satisfied."

"That confident?"

"Try me and you'll know!"

"Good!" Li Yan nodded, and the two walked toward the Cultivation Room next door.

Entering the Cultivation Room, Li Yan put on his boxing gloves.

"I've hired plenty of sparring partners before, but few have ever satisfied me. The reason I sought you out is that you broke through so quickly—I want to know how you did it."

"That's not something I can share. But if you want to improve your practical combat skills, I can help you." Lin Mu said.

"Fine!" Li Yan said.

His figure moved, charging straight at Lin Mu.

Li Yan was very fast, his Fist Technique extremely refined—clearly the result of expert guidance.

His body kept shifting, the whistling wind of his punches sweeping past Lin Mu.

Lin Mu dodged continuously, his eyes studying Li Yan's Fist Technique.

About ten minutes later, a dragon's roar sounded from his body.

Boom!

Li Yan's figure stumbled back several steps, surprise written on his face.

He could sense that Lin Mu's strength had clearly improved compared to before.

In front of Lin Mu, he couldn't gain any advantage at all.

"I cultivate the Tier 3 Martial Skill Meteor God Fist. At full power, my punch force should be around 744kg. Even if he's stronger than me, he shouldn't be able to handle it this easily."

"The only possibility is that he's grown even stronger since last time." Li Yan thought to himself.

He came from a wealthy family and had seen many experts, so he could naturally estimate the gap between himself and Lin Mu.

But he couldn't 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 touched his lips. His eyes rested on Li Yan as he said calmly, "Want to know what's wrong with you?"

"Tell me!"

"Your punches have power, but your fist's center is shifted to the left, so the force isn't fully unleashed. If I attacked from the position of your right abdomen, I could clearly break you down. Also, there are flaws in the way you exert force..."

Lin Mu explained slowly.

Li Yan's eyes were filled with shock.

He had vaguely noticed these issues before, but never understood them so clearly.

Yet Lin Mu could see it all at a glance.

What terrifying martial talent.

He suddenly understood why Lin Mu's cultivation was so strong.

With talent like this, it was hard not to improve.

"I understand. How should I correct it?" Li Yan asked for guidance.

Lin Mu thought for a moment: "Start by changing your stance when you exert force. Throw a punch at me, and I'll help you adjust."

"Alright!" Li Yan nodded. He took a light breath and swung his fist forward.

"No, too slow. Your leg and foot power aren't keeping up." Lin Mu barked.

Li Yan adjusted his stance and continued throwing punches.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Yan was utterly exhausted, but his face was full of excitement.

He gained a new level of respect for Lin Mu.

"You're incredible! I'm booking you as my training partner from now on!" Li Yan said.

"Five thousand an hour, I can coach at most two hours a day. If you want to book me, give me three hundred thousand first," Lin Mu said.

"No problem!" Li Yan grabbed his phone from the side, tapped a few times, and transferred three hundred and fifty thousand straight out.

Soon, a message came through on Lin Mu's phone.

"You have received a booking fee of 300,000 yuan—Hongyuan Martial Arts School."

Seeing this message, Lin Mu's expression shifted noticeably. He'd seen generous people before, but never anyone this generous.

Three hundred and fifty thousand, just thrown out like that.

Lin Mu knew that fifty thousand of that was the school's cut. Under normal circumstances, he would have paid that commission himself, but Li Yan had taken it on directly.

It was clear the guy really didn't lack money.

"Alright. Add me on V, and contact me whenever you're free," Lin Mu said.

Li Yan nodded.

On the other side, Huang Yan was working at the computer when a notification popped up.

It was Li Yan's transfer.

Seeing the three hundred and fifty thousand he'd sent to the school, Huang Yan's face filled with astonishment.

Three hundred and fifty thousand!

Just to book Lin Mu alone.

Wasn't this young master a bit too extravagant?

The man's figure also arrived here. Seeing the information, he too found it hard to believe.

"For Young Master Li to spend this much money, this guy is no simpleton!"

"I remember Li Qiu used to be his training partner before, but he got kicked out within two days!"

"His family doesn't lack money, and he's been exposed to powerful martial artists, so naturally his standards are high. For Lin Mu to earn his recognition, he must have something exceptional."

"How about we take a look?" Huang Yan asked.

The man nodded slightly. He was also curious about what had happened between the two.

They pulled up the surveillance footage, and the scene of Lin Mu and Li Yan in the Cultivation Room appeared.

Their faces showed disbelief.

They both understood clearly—just from a single sparring session, being able to spot so many of Li Yan's problems—what that meant.

Lin Mu's talent was extraordinary.

If an ordinary martial artist fought him, they'd probably have their techniques seen through within a few exchanges.

What a terrifying thought.

A ripple of emotion passed through Huang Yan's beautiful eyes.

In her view, Lin Mu was practically the ultimate catch.

If she could be with someone like him, how dazzling her future would be.

"I definitely wasn't proactive enough before. I need to be more forward from now on," Huang Yan thought to herself.

In an office on the other side.

Li Qiu, a senior training partner, sat in front of his computer. A message was spreading through the group chat.

"Young Master Li spent three hundred and fifty thousand to book Coach Lin for a month."

This news caught many people's attention.

After all, even a senior training partner only charged eight thousand an hour at most.

At most, that would be around four to five hundred thousand a month.

But few people ever booked for a whole month.

A new training partner, and he could make Li Yan spend this much money?

A hint of confusion crossed Li Qiu's face. He quickly operated the computer and pulled up the Cultivation Room's video feed.

Seeing the content of the video, his expression turned to shock.

He had been Li Yan's training partner before, and he knew that Li Yan's Fist Technique had been guided by an expert.

For Lin Mu to identify his problems after just one sparring session—how terrifying was that?

For a moment, he felt that all the training partner knowledge he'd studied for years was complete garbage.

In the face of talent, what was hard work worth?