Star Power Martial Techniques

Li Weilian was furious, but he forcibly suppressed it, still maintaining a gentlemanly appearance.

Han Youwei did not want to argue with him over these meaningless topics. She turned to Fang Yuan and said, "Fang Yuan, sorry. Why don't we stop training here for today? I'll head back first."

"Sure, that's it for today." Fang Yuan nodded in agreement.

Without even changing, Han Youwei left the martial arts gym in her training uniform.

Li Weilian looked very displeased.

Their two families had eaten at a restaurant that day. After the meal, he had invited Han Youwei to his house to try out the Davis Awakened data analysis equipment.

But she had refused.

After turning him down, Han Youwei had come to the gym.

And she had come to wait for Fang Yuan.

That was practically a weekend date.

Li Weilian stared coldly at Fang Yuan's back for a few moments, then snorted and walked out of the gym.

Just then.

A young man with a wolf's head tattooed on his arm followed him out.

On the street outside the gym.

Li Weilian abruptly turned, grabbed the tattooed young man by the neck, and pinned him against the wall. "Following me?" he asked icily.

"No."

The tattooed young man showed no panic. He said calmly, "You really hate that substitute instructor back in the gym, don't you?"

Li Weilian narrowed his eyes, released his grip, and asked, "What are you getting at?"

The tattooed young man rolled his neck and introduced himself first. "My name's Qinglang. I've got something of a reputation in the old district."

As he spoke, he sized up Li Weilian's clothes. "Judging by your clothes, you come from a pretty good family, right? How much did that outfit cost?"

"It's custom-made. I don't know the price," Li Weilian replied coldly.

"Willing to spend money to solve your troubles?" Qinglang got to the point.

"You want to work for me?" Li Weilian grew a little interested.

"I won't hide it from you. That substitute instructor back in the gym beat up a few of my men a while ago. That's why I came to look around. If you're willing to spend a little money, I can take care of your problem while I'm at it. We both get what we want. How about it?" Qinglang said.

"Then do you know what I want?" Li Weilian asked.

"Of course. I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget and make him stay away from that girl," Qinglang said.

"He's an Awakened. Are you capable of handling him?" Li Weilian asked icily.

Unhurriedly, Qinglang slowly raised his right hand.

As he raised it, his right hand began to change, sprouting fur and sharp claws.

Within just a few seconds, his right hand had become a wolf's claw.

"A transformation-type ability?" Li Weilian immediately recognized the ability.

"That's right. The source of my name, Qinglang's Claw. Star Power level Lv.2. If you weren't the boss, you wouldn't even be able to touch me," Qinglang said with a smile.

"Very good. How much do you want?" Li Weilian asked.

Qinglang held up two fingers. "Two hundred thousand."

"Quite an appetite."

"A job done beautifully deserves a beautiful price." Qinglang was very confident.

"I want him crippled!"

"No problem."

Li Weilian took out his checkbook, tore out a check, and tossed it over. "Fill it in yourself."

With that, he got into the black sedan by the roadside.

Qinglang held up the check and asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll add a few extra zeroes?"

The corners of Li Weilian's mouth curled into an utterly arrogant sneer. "You're welcome to try."

Then the sedan drove away.

Inside the Thunder Martial Arts Gym.

Fang Yuan had taken off his protective gear and was about to change and head home.

Wang Hongjun came downstairs from the second floor and pointed at a nearby punching bag. "Fang Yuan, sprint three meters and hit that bag with everything you've got."

"Uncle Wang, what's this for?"

Fang Yuan did not understand why he wanted him to hit the punching bag, but he followed his instructions anyway, taking three steps back before suddenly driving forward and slamming a punch into the bag.

Bang!

With 19 points of strength, he delivered nearly three hundred kilograms of force, making the chains holding the punching bag shake violently.

"Not bad. Your speed and strength are both very good." Wang Hongjun nodded, very satisfied.

"Is something up?" Fang Yuan asked, puzzled.

"I've been watching you train lately. Your strength and speed are both good. Are those your main focus?" Wang Hongjun had served in an Awakened unit and had a keen eye, so he could gauge Fang Yuan's approximate strength just by watching him.

"More or less," Fang Yuan replied.

Wang Hongjun put an arm around Fang Yuan's shoulders, and they sat down together on the steps.

"Here's the thing. My family has a Star Power martial technique. It's a fist technique with decent explosive power. Your speed and strength are both good, so you should be able to learn it. I wanted to ask if you'd like to."

Star Power martial techniques were martial techniques performed in combination with Star Power.

Because they had to be performed using Star Power, only Awakened could practice Star Power martial techniques. Ordinary people could not learn them.

Generally speaking, Star Power martial techniques were not something one could learn just anywhere.

The more powerful a Star Power martial technique was, the more complicated it was to perform.

Star Power martial techniques were rarely available for sale on the market.

In fact, Star Power martial techniques were the very foundation of the city's major martial arts gyms.

Although ordinary people also came to the gyms to exercise, their real business was still with Awakened.

Without one or two Star Power martial techniques as its prized treasures, a martial arts gym could not stay in business in Donghai.

What Awakened truly wanted to learn when they came to a gym was its Star Power martial techniques.

Of course, since these Star Power martial techniques were the gyms' prized treasures, not just any Awakened could walk in and learn them simply because they wanted to.

Among the Thunder Martial Arts Gym's prized treasures was a Star Power fist technique.

These prized treasures were all used to promote the gym.

So Fang Yuan knew that the Thunder Martial Arts Gym's Star Power martial technique was called "Thunder Fist."

Somewhat uncertain, Fang Yuan asked, "Uncle Wang, you're not planning to teach me Thunder Fist, are you?"

"That's right. Don't want to learn?" Wang Hongjun asked with a smile.

"It's not that, but Thunder Fist is one of the Thunder Martial Arts Gym's prized treasures. Some Awakened have spent hundreds of thousands here without learning the whole thing. Are you really going to teach me?" Fang Yuan still found it a little surprising.

In fact, if an Awakened came to the gym wanting to learn a Star Power martial technique.

They first had to become an advanced student at the gym before they could gradually learn the basics of Star Power martial techniques, then begin learning Thunder Fist little by little.

At first, they learned only the beginner version of Thunder Fist, followed by the intermediate and advanced versions.

After all, this was how the gym made its money. Learning the complete Thunder Fist really did cost a lot.

Now that Wang Hongjun had offered to teach him, he clearly did not mean the watered-down Beginner Thunder Fist.

After all, Wang Hongjun and Fang Zhenguo were old army comrades. Either he would not teach him at all, or, if he did, there was no way he would teach him a watered-down version.

So Fang Yuan felt a little embarrassed.

"Uncle Wang, the gym relies on this to make money. Are you really going to teach me?"

Wang Hongjun patted Fang Yuan's shoulder and said with a smile, "I'm five years older than your dad. I opened this gym after leaving the military, and now I'm pushing sixty. How many more years can I keep this gym going by myself?"

Wang Hongjun lit a cigarette, took a couple of drags, then stubbed it out and continued, "I only have one daughter. She got married and had a child a few years ago, and my grandson's in kindergarten. For the gym to keep running, it needs someone who can uphold the 'martial arts' in its name. Without someone who can do that, it won't be far from closing down."

"So I was thinking, if you can learn Thunder Fist, I'll hand the gym over to you in the future. Your dad and I are army comrades. I'd feel at ease leaving it to you."