Senior, I Want to Learn Martial Arts Too!

Watching the punks fall into a daze, Yang Yu could not help finding it a little amusing, though he also found them somewhat pitiful.

What was the point of fighting and competing for dominance on the streets?

And what could they do in the face of the coming upheaval of fate?

"Hey, if you're awake, move aside already. We're in a hurry to get back for dinner. And don't show up in front of me again. Today, it was a baseball bat that shattered. I can't guarantee what will shatter next time."

Yang Yu waved a hand before the green-haired punk leading them and spoke coldly.

"Huh? Dinner?" The green-haired punk finally pulled his gaze away from the shattered bat on the ground. "Oh, right, right! Dinner is the most important thing, dinner is the most important thing! We'll move aside right away! We absolutely, absolutely won't appear in front of Big Brother again."

As he spoke, the green-haired punk prepared to drag the other punks away and flee.

"Wait." Yang Yu glanced at the debris on the ground.

"Huh?" At Yang Yu's call, the green-haired punk's legs nearly gave out. "What other instructions do you have, Big Brother?"

"Clean up the trash on the ground before you get lost."

Hearing that they only had to clean up the trash, the punks all breathed sighs of relief. "Okay, okay, okay! Big Brother is right. As good citizens, we have to protect the environment!"

Watching the punks bow and scrape as they picked up the splintered pieces of wood, Yang Yu nodded in satisfaction, then waved at the green-haired punk to tell them to get lost.

As he watched the group of punks flee in embarrassment, recalling how arrogant they had been before, Wang Lin's gaze toward Yang Yu changed completely.

"So having a hard fist is what it really means to be tough!"

The students watching nearby were actually a little disappointed that Yang Yu had not given the punks a further beating. But seeing how composed he was, the female students' eyes sparkled even more. One bold girl even jogged up to him.

"Senior, I'm from First High School too. I saw your speech at last year's opening ceremony. Can I have your contact information? I want to learn martial arts too!"

Yang Yu glanced at the cute girl, who wore First High School's standard formal uniform on top and a short pleated skirt below, and merely replied flatly, "No time."

Then he turned and left.

Su Yu saw this as well. Seeing the younger student run up to ask for his contact information, she had initially felt a little nervous and angry. But when she saw Yang Yu reject her without mercy, her mood inexplicably improved.

"Hmph! Why is Senior so cold?" The cute younger student, unable to get his contact information, returned to her companion with puffed-up cheeks.

"Oh, Xiao Lan, don't lose heart. You're so cute and pretty. Senior might just have been too embarrassed to add you in front of so many people. Find a chance to ask him privately, and he definitely won't refuse!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely! All those stinky men are like that!"

Xiao Lan's companion said with complete conviction, "Based on my two and a half years of Xiaohongshu research, Senior is definitely the secretly passionate type. As long as you don't give up, Xiao Lan, you'll win him over sooner or later!"

"Hehe, I'll listen to you!"

As they talked, the two close friends headed home as well, exchanging all sorts of unique insights along the way.

By then, the security guards Su Yu had called had finally arrived. Yet when they saw that their young mistress was perfectly fine and the street was empty, they were completely bewildered.

"Alright, there's nothing for you to do. Let's go back. Uncle Wang, drive." Su Yu got into the car as she spoke.

"Yes, Miss." Uncle Wang, the driver, agreed, then started the luxurious extended Lincoln.

Though the bodyguards behind them were full of confusion, it was good enough that their young mistress was unharmed.

"Wang Lin, it's getting late. Come eat at my place. Grandfather said last time that he hadn't seen you in a long while."

"Hehe, sure. I want to visit Grandpa Yang too."

With that, Yang Yu led Wang Lin toward Xingfu Residential District not far away.

Along the way, Wang Lin kept chattering about Yang Yu's punch from earlier.

"Brother Yu, if you'd told me martial arts could look that cool, I would've learned it even if Father slapped me across the face."

"Haha, you can start now. With your current build, I'm sure you can take quite a few hits."

"Uh, Brother Yu, you're joking. But you've only trained for such a short time, and the results are already this good?" Wang Lin said with an awkward laugh. "That was a baseball bat, and a hard one at that! I never expected it to be so fragile under your fist."

"Maybe I just have talent for martial arts." Yang Yu smiled.

"Sigh, I'm really jealous of you, Brother Yu. Not only are you good at school and handsome, you're even so talented at martial arts. Heaven really is unfair. Ordinary people like us have no way to survive."

Yang Yu smiled at Wang Lin's antics but said nothing.

Is it really Heaven's favor?

If I hadn't transmigrated here, the original owner of this body might already have been cremated by now.

"Alright, stop feeling sorry for yourself. You don't look bad, and you have a rich father. What more could you want? Hurry up and catch up. It's time to eat."

"Hehe, Grandpa Yang's cooking is the best!"

When they returned to the apartment, Grandpa Yang was delighted to see Wang Lin. "Xiao Lin, you're finally here! Go sit down. The food will be ready soon."

"Okay, Grandpa Yang." Wang Lin answered obediently, then went to sit on the living room sofa. He saw Yang Yu holding a copy of Xingyiquan and reading it.

Yang Yu had bought it earlier that afternoon after taking a detour to the library on his way home.

He had not expected its contents to be so comprehensive. It was perfect for reviewing.

"Brother Yu, is this the punch you used earlier?"

"More or less. That punch was called the Cannon Fist, one of the Xingyi Five Elements Fist techniques. It specializes in explosive power. There are also the Splitting Fist, Crushing Fist, Drilling Fist, and Crossing Fist, each with its own uses."

Yang Yu gave him a brief introduction. "Besides those, there are the basic Twelve Form Fist techniques: dragon, tiger, monkey, horse, rooster, swallow, snake, alligator, tai, eagle, and bear. They can all be combined with the Five Element Fist to create even stronger applications. But that places high demands on the practitioner. You're still far from that stage."

"Hehe, that sounds awesome. I never knew Fist Techniques came in so many kinds and had such complicated applications. Brother Yu, you have to teach me a few moves later. I want cute girls to add me on their own too."

"Martial arts and fist training are meant to strengthen yourself, fend off petty scoundrels, and protect your family and friends. They are not for picking up girls." Yang Yu corrected him.

"Come on, I was just saying it. Don't take it seriously, Brother Yu."

"I'm almost done reading this book, so I'll lend it to you. Study it whenever you have time. After dinner, I'll teach you some of the basics."

"That'd be great!"

Hearing that Yang Yu would teach him after dinner, Wang Lin was overjoyed and ate two extra bowls of rice.

Of course, that also had something to do with how delicious Grandpa Yang's cooking truly was.

After eating and drinking their fill, Yang Yu informed his grandfather, and the two of them headed out directly for a branch gym owned by Wang Lin's family.