The next day, at the same point in time, Chen Mo walked into the Jingwu Gate again, and Bruce Lee was still in the corner of the wall, hitting the wooden stake...

However, when Chen Mo walked out of Jingwumen again after this day's training, his eyes turned into panda eyes, his nose was swollen into steamed buns, and his right leg was limping when he walked.

Xiaowei sat on the sofa, watching him be beaten in various ways, covering his mouth and laughing.

After the training, Chen Mo took off his VR glasses, got up slightly, and helped him take off the complicated sensing clothing and sensing helmet.

Chen Mo couldn't help but rub his sore parts, but when he walked to the mirror, he found that he had no scars on his body at all.

"Virtual reality technology only makes you feel real, but it doesn't leave a trace of real reality." Rosea explained.

"How's it going, what did you learn today?" Xiaowei put away her equipment, walked over, and asked curiously.

"I was touched more by the intangible than the tangible."

"Tell me about it..."

"Jeet Kune Do is not about one form of art, but about taking the skills of the other party from different styles of striking and integrating them into one's own system. The more tangible things are, the more they will imprison a person's hands and feet, and even make people lose unity with each other. When we turn everything tangible into an invisible part of ourselves, we can better protect ourselves in the confrontation with the enemy. Chen Mo muttered.

"Yes, our enemy is most likely a faction that we have never heard of, and if we only have one skill, we can easily be pinned down by the other side. Only by drawing on the strengths of a hundred schools, turning something into nothing, and turning one into a thousand, can we better cope with the unpredictable objective environment. Rosea agreed.

"Looks like you really understand." Chen Mo teased.

"I'm smart, too, okay? While you're studying, I'm also constantly listening..."Rosea was a little unconvinced.

"It's a pity that you are invisible, otherwise, within three moves, you will be allowed to lie on the ground and count ants." Chen Mo said arrogantly.

"Huh! This big word makes you speak quite freshly. Rosewood sneered.

Xiaowei heard the smell of gunpowder and knew that she couldn't stay for a long time, so she turned around and was about to leave.

"Xiaowei, don't go, come here." Chen Mo suddenly shouted.

"I'm going to wash the dishes." Xiaowei felt that something bad was coming, so she quickly found an excuse.

"Come here..."Chen Mo said as he walked over.

"You ask Takakura to connect with your mastermind, so I can let him know what the real Jeet Kune Do is." Chen Mo's hand was on Xiaowei's shoulder, and he said domineeringly.

"Okay then..."Xiao Wei pursed her aggrieved little mouth and said reluctantly.

After a while, Xiao's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Jeet Kune Do, Rosewood..." Rosekong took one hand behind him, and the other hand in front of him.

Chen Mo was very unceremoniously the first to punch, but he was intercepted by Guikong in mid-air, which made him grit his teeth in pain. He felt that his upper limbs couldn't bargain, so he began to bargain on the lower plate, wanting to get half a penny.

However, every time he came out of his legs, he was still a beat slower than Guikong, and the other party seemed to know his every move very well.

"By the way, she is the roundworm in her stomach, and she knows better than anyone else what she thinks." Chen Mo thought to himself.

There has to be a change in thinking.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo attacked the opponent's chest with both fists. At the same time, their feet are constantly getting closer to each other. When he feels close enough, his left hand turns into an elbow, his right leg turns into a knee, and he attacks in both ways.

Guikong was dazzled for a while, because he was too close to himself, although he made a quick interception, he had no choice but to make the opponent's knee attack full of strength, and he was unstable, and suddenly took a few steps back.

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth immediately showed a smug smile, clapped his palms, and turned around and walked to the bathroom.

"Humph! Bullying girls, what kind of ability! Rosewood muttered.

Chen Mo had been studying in Jingwumen for more than half a month, and his master commented on him pertinently.

"You've been here for more than half a month, and you've basically mastered the essence of Jeet Kune Do's concept, and you can leave the museum. Remember, this is only the first step, and in the future, it will be more about your own continuous thinking and learning..."Bruce Lee said with his hands behind his back, the pride in the corners of his eyes was still so obvious.

"Thank you, master, for your words and deeds for many days." Chen Mo clenched his fists and bowed slightly.

When he turned to leave, a hint of suckling lingered in the corner of his eye.

"I didn't expect that in just over half a month, he would be able to become a teacher, worthy of being a kung fu wizard..."

After returning to reality, Chen Mo bought a poster of Bruce Lee online and posted it in a corner of the bedroom.

That evening, when Chen Mo thought that the virtual reality training had been canceled after a day of basic physical training, and was about to lie down on the soft sofa for a nap, his face had not completely attached to the sofa, and he was suddenly awakened by the sound of the sky.

"The most important moment has come, and you are still in the mood to sleep?"

Chen Mo instinctively raised his face, figuring out the meaning of the sky.

"What do you mean, haven't you finished learning Jeet Kune Do?"

"You put on the VR gear and see for yourself." Rosewood said coldly.

Then, Xiaowei came over with the equipment and helped him get dressed.

When everything was ready, Chen Mo took a deep breath and slowly put on the VR glasses.

Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes, and instantly felt a cool breeze blowing his face and short hair, and from time to time there were a few pale yellow leaves, sweeping in front of him.

He looked around and found himself in the wilderness, with a hundred-year-old tree next to him, an old house behind him, and a meandering river in front of him, and a figure sitting by the river, fishing.

Chen Mo took a curious step, wanting to see the other party's appearance clearly.

"This is not the costume of the Yamato nation, this Mediterranean-like hairstyle further proves my point of view." Chen Mo was secretly shocked, he saw a katana next to the man again, suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit again, Chen Mo shivered, looking at the place where the wind came from, there was a quiet and isolated white snow-capped mountain in the distance, "Ah, it's Mount Fuji!" It turns out that this place is really..."

The angler seemed to notice his arrival and looked back at Chen Mo.

Just this glance, Chen Mo shuddered, the other party's aura was really powerful.

"It's him... Hattori Hanzo..."Chen Mo suddenly remembered that he had seen this person from a comic.

"I didn't expect to meet one of the best samurai of the Yamato nation, and he was one of Tokugawa Ieyasu's most relied on generals." Chen Mo thought to himself.

"Draw the knife..."Suddenly, the other party said softly, although the voice was soft, but the calmness was like a precipitation after the vicissitudes of life.

"Where do I have a knife?" Chen Mo was worried, lowered his head and searched around, only to find that he was actually carrying a katana behind him.

Chen Mo knew that this must be the teacher that Guikong had arranged for him, wanting to let himself learn the concept or technique of martial arts from him.

"Since you're here, there's no reason to back down."

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, stretched out his right hand, and with a "boom", the long knife shook hands, lying across his chest, and the blade was bright and glowing with silver.