Wang Ye only needs to sense the concentration of Primordial Qi to determine who is carrying high-damage weapons.
Thinking of this,
Wang Ye couldn't help but recall the assassination attempt near xico's Swallow Cave so ti ago.
Although he had killed those terrorists,
this matter should not have settled down yet.
The fact that the other party's employer would attempt to assassinate him once indicates a definite intent to kill.
If there's a first ti, there might be a second.
So Wang Ye can't let his guard down yet and needs to stay aware of any danger around him at all tis. With his ability to sense Primordial Qi, detecting danger isn't difficult. Of course, rely preventing danger is a stopgap asure; to solve the root issue, he still needs to root out the mastermind behind it.
However, Wang Ye currently has no idea how to uncover the mastermind. Even if he exhausts all ans to identify the mastermind, if the other party has considerable power, Wang Ye might still be unable to do anything against them.
So this matter still needs ti, as the saying goes, "the ship will straighten itself when it reaches the pier."
Wang Ye maintained a ditative state, continuing his cultivation for three hours,
until six in the morning, when he finally went to sleep.
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The next day,
Wang Ye entrusted Ah Gui to find an indoor surfing venue,
but after waiting half a day, there was still no reply.
Li Weimin also seed to lack connections with athletes in Chicago.
In desperation,
Wang Ye had to call the track cyclist, Bright, whom he t the previous day.
After so inquiries, Bright confidently assured him he could find a suitable surfing coach.
As a track cyclist for the local provincial team, Bright had participated in nurous competitions and organizations, knowing many athletes in Chicago City, among which were so high-level surfing athletes.
About thirty minutes later, Bright called back, having found a forr national surfing team athlete settled in Chicago for him.
This forr national team surfing athlete is nad Jeff, thirty-nine years old, with high technical skills and nurous gold dals in various surfing competitions.
However, now retired, he runs a small indoor surfing club in Chicago, specializing in training children aged five to twelve. The surfing club is only five kiloters away from the hotel where Wang Ye and others are staying, a ten-minute drive.
After hearing about Wang Ye's recent exploits, Jeff expressed great interest and eagerness to train him in surfing-related exercises.
As Chicago is not a coastal city, learning to surf can only take place at an indoor surfing club, with basic training on simulated surfing machines.
For those seriously intending to challenge the "Life of Water," this low-danger simulated surfing machine is of little training value, as it can only simulate small white waves. White waves are the white spray waves crashing onto the beach, while professional surfers often use green waves for high-difficulty surfing. Green waves are farther from the shore, offering a longer surfing line, and the waves appear hill-like, having wave walls, allowing surfers to run diagonally along the wall and perform complex moves with the surfboard. Such waves usually only appear in large seas, with very brief appearances, requiring experience to catch them, and are almost impossible to simulate artificially.
Therefore, one can never truly experience the chaos of the sea and the imminent death feeling from crashing waves on this small simulated surfing machine.
The waves required for the "Life of Water" are much larger.
The images from the movie show waves tens of ters high.
Such monstrous waves can drown any boat or person.
Moreover, tubular wave zones often have shallow reefs and hard corals.
If one accidentally hits these hard objects, the consequences could be fatal or disabling.
Therefore, those intending to challenge the "Life of Water" will never train in such places.
Training would also be in the real seas, gradually challenging higher waves, improving adaptability, reducing risks, and eventually challenging the ferocious twenty-ter waves in the Cortes Sea.
Many people might have no concept of twenty-ter waves. For humans to slide on such terrifying giant waves as if skyscraping avalanches are occurring, endless waves chase the human and surfboard, and the tubular rolls seem ready to engulf them at any mont. In such a giant wave, humans are akin to ants in a flood, only able to manage such world-class waves with top-notch skills.
In comparison, the waves generated by an indoor surfing machine are as laughable as swimming in a bathtub.
But for Wang Ye, as long as there's a place to perform normal surfing moves, it is enough. He has a Skill System and only needs to repeatedly perform surfing moves on wavy water to max out his skill level. Once his Skill Level breaks through to lv5, he will have learned everything.
After communicating with Jeff, Wang Ye arranged to receive guidance from him after ten at night.
Because he needed to teach other students at the surfing club during the day.
Having found a suitable coach, Wang Ye felt at ease and went out to run three to four laps on the Chicago marathon route, totaling over a hundred kiloters.
Finally, the ti approached ten at night.
Wang Ye arrived at the appointed indoor surfing club.
At this ti, the lights in the surfing club were still on, with a middle-aged white man with a beard sitting inside smoking.
This person should be Jeff, the forr national surfing team athlete introduced by Bright.
He was wearing only a tight-fitting surfing suit, revealing sowhat of a belly, giving him an average physique.
Perhaps due to being retired for too long, it's hard to tell he was once an athlete.
Seeing Wang Ye enter, Jeff stood up and greeted him.
"Hi, are you Wang Ye, the one Little Bright introduced?"
"Yes," Wang Ye nodded and said.
"Hearing from Little Bright that you want to challenge the Life of Water, I was very excited. This challenge is very well-known in our circle; almost every top surfer wants to go to the Cortes Sea to challenge the extre."
Jeff seed to be quite talkative; he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and put his hands on his hips, saying, "But I didn't expect you to have never touched the sport of surfing at your age. Starting from scratch might be difficult, even though you've completed two of Ozaki's challenges... but if you're willing to pay, I don't have any objections."
After speaking, Jeff shook his head, took a surfboard down from the wall, and placed it on the pool, "Enough of the discouraging talk, let's try standing on the board first and see what your talent is like."
Wang Ye nodded and changed into surfing attire.
This simulated surfing machine sprays lots of water in front.
The force of the waves is enough to push up a standing person's surfboard.
This feeling is sowhat like wind tunnel training for skydiving.
Both simulate actual combat scenarios through high-speed flow instrunts.
But the cost of using this spray-type surfing machine is not as high as a wind tunnel.
It can be played for a few hundred RMB per hour.
The initial practice mainly trains in balance control, or maintaining balance on the board,
which is almost intuitive for those with good balance, yet challenging for those with poor balance, struggling to stand stably on the surfboard because it constantly receives water flow impacts, requiring reactive skills to perform well in this step.
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