Back in the rented room, Lin Tianfeng's heart was still a little throbbing, it would be false to say that he was not interested in Wu Shiyun at all, after all, he was still a mortal, and he also had the seven emotions and six desires of mortals.

After taking a cold shower fiercely, Lin Tianfeng calmed down, but instead of sleeping, he sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate the 'Chaos Overlord Technique'.

Lin Tianfeng's goal in the first stage is very simple, that is, to complete the introduction first, then officially build the foundation, and finally move towards the Yuan Infant Stage.

If it was on the Cultivation Star, Lin Tianfeng's goal would be easy to achieve, but in this world, Lin Tianfeng didn't have the slightest certainty, because now it was so difficult to build a foundation, and if he wanted to reach the Yuan Infant Stage, I am afraid that it would be hopeless to work hard.

The cultivation realm of a cultivator is divided into 12 layers, which are divided into: foundation building, enlightenment, fusion, heartbeat, spiritual silence, golden pill, primordial infant, out-of-body, distraction, integration, tribulation, and Mahayana.

That is to say, the Yuan Infant Stage is actually a very low realm, but if you cultivate the Yuan Infant, your lifespan will be greatly extended, and as long as the Yuan Infant is not destroyed, the soul will not die, so cultivating the Yuan Infant is one of the most important levels for cultivators, and only after completing this step can you have the opportunity to move towards the Supreme Heavenly Dao.

Unconsciously, one night passed, and the next day, Lin Tianfeng jumped up from the ground in good spirits.

"Hehe, it's time to go to class too, I hope there won't be any trouble today!" A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Lin Tianfeng's mouth, and he went out leisurely.

When he came to the third computer class, Lin Tianfeng was pulled out by Xiaopang as soon as he walked in the door.

"Boss, do you have any money with you, can you lend me a thousand yuan?"

Lin Tianfeng casually took out a stack of money and scolded with a smile: "Little fatty, what are you borrowing money for early in the morning?" It won't be that the little brother is too strong in the morning, and he wants to solve it! ”

"It's a must to be strong, but I have a decent use for this money!"

"What is it for?"

"Let's go, you'll find out with me!" Xiaopang said and pulled Lin Tianfeng away.

"Hey, wait, where are we going?"

"Go to the martial arts club, I want to sign up to learn art!" A hint of excitement flashed in Xiaopang's eyes, he has been like a martial arts master since he was a child, and now is a good opportunity.

"Martial Arts Club!!" Lin Tianfeng was speechless, in this era, what can be learned in the martial arts club is not just some fists and embroidered legs.

Martial arts are an ancient inheritance of China, and Lin Tianfeng also had some interest in his heart, he wanted to see how powerful the martial arts of the mortal world were?

Under the leadership of Xiaopang, Lin Tianfeng soon came to the martial arts club, only to see that the venue here is quite spacious, but there are not many students, and the person who teaches martial arts is a middle-aged man, who looks extraordinary and should have some ability.

Lin Tianfeng glanced at the middle-aged man carefully, and couldn't help but shake his head, the martial arts instructor in front of him was just an ordinary person, at most, he only taught a little move, and it was impossible to have internal strength at all.

The so-called 'practice boxing without practice, until the old is empty', pure martial arts is qigong, in fact, it is the most basic level of spiritual power, but it is a pity that people in this modern society have lost that ancient culture.

Xiaopang's eyes lit up, he strode in front of the middle-aged man, and said excitedly: "Master Zhao, I'm here to sign up to learn martial arts, this is my registration fee!" ”

"Haha, good, it's rare that you are willing to learn martial arts, I'll take you 20% off!" Master Zhao is obviously very happy, and at the same time the mood is also a little sad, now there are fewer and fewer people learning martial arts, and more and more people are learning karate, I really don't know what is good about that little man's things, where can compare to the breadth and profundity of Chinese martial arts.

"Young man, are you also here to sign up to learn martial arts?" Master Zhao asked softly at Lin Tianfeng.

Lin Tianfeng didn't speak, with a faint smile on his face, to be honest, no one in this world is qualified enough to be his master, even if it is the Divine Pill Master Baili Bridge.

"Yo you, it's really rare that someone still comes to sign up to learn martial arts!" At this moment, a large group of people wearing white practice clothes walked in, and the style of their clothes was a little strange, and it didn't look like they were Huaxia clothes.

Lin Tianfeng frowned, thought hard for a while, and finally remembered that this was the costume of the Sun Country, this country was a shameless and obscene country, Lin Tianfeng was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit when he thought of the bad deeds of this country.

When the students of the martial arts club saw this group of people coming in, they all surrounded them angrily, and the big battle was about to break out, and there was an aura of slaughter in the air.

"Ichiro Yamamoto, what do you really want?" Master Zhao yelled angrily.

"Then you don't need to ask, of course you're here to kick the gym, I want to prove to everyone that your Chinese martial arts are not as good as the karate of our Sun Country!" Ichiro Yamamoto smiled arrogantly and raised his middle finger at Master Zhao with disdain.

"Holy!" Master Zhao was angry, Shi Ke could not be humiliated, it was no problem to insult him, but insulting the martial arts of Huaxia, he had to maintain this dignity even if he died.

Master Zhao knew that he was not Ichiro Yamamoto's opponent, but he still strode out, but before he could make a move, a tall young man had already rushed out.

"Master, let me come!" The young man roared angrily, and a flying body jumped out, smashing his fists into Ichiro Yamamoto's chest, this move was 'Double Dragon Out of the Sea'.

"I can't help myself!" Ichiro Yamamoto smiled coldly, and suddenly swept out with a side kick, kicking the young man's fists.

"Peng!" The young man was kicked out and slammed into a sandbag, spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and instantly fell unconscious.

"Hmph, what kind of bird martial arts, it turns out to be so vulnerable, hahaha!" Ichiro Yamamoto laughed arrogantly and uncontrollably.

Seeing Yamamoto Ichiro so powerful, everyone was taken aback, the karate club saw Yamamoto Ichiro show his might, and they couldn't laugh from ear to ear, but the martial arts club was like ashes, one by one, and they were all discouraged, the most powerful students in their club couldn't stop someone's move, even if Master Zhao made a move, it would be more than lucky.

Master Zhao clenched his fists and glared at Ichiro Yamamoto angrily, Huaxia martial arts is abbreviated as mild, leaving room everywhere, but karate is very ruthless, and he will kill people when he makes a move, he can't win this Yamamoto Ichiro at all.

"What to do? Is it necessary to suffer such an insult today? No, even if we all end up, I can't let this guy win! Master Zhao gritted his teeth and was about to stride up, when a beautiful face appeared outside the door.

"Master, let me come!" This voice was delicate and beautiful, very familiar, so that Lin Tianfeng couldn't help but look up, and the next moment, he was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, it turned out that this woman was actually Wu Shiyun who pestered him yesterday.