The next day, when everyone at the police station ca to work, they all noticed sothing unusual.
Normally always smiling, Xiao Tian was behaving out of character today. After arriving at the station, he just sat at his desk in a daze, not even reacting when Yu Ningxue arrived.
Yu Ningxue was also a bit surprised; this guy was fine when they were together yesterday, so why did he seem so different today, becoming introspective?
"Are you okay?" Yu Ningxue asked with a hint of concern, raising an eyebrow as she approached Xiao Tian.
"I’m fine." Xiao Tian didn’t even turn his head, continuing to sit in silence at his desk.
This wasn’t normal; he was acting very unusual. Yu Ningxue was a bit bewildered. Could it be because she refused his offer to take her ho yesterday, and that’s why he was upset today?
"Hey, Tian, sis-in-law, what are you guys doing here?"
Wang ng ca over at that mont, speaking jovially.
Ever since Xiao Tian had instructed him on the ways of romance, Wang ng’s love life had made significant progress.
At least that cute girl was willing to talk to him now, unlike before when she treated him like a total stranger.
So recently, Wang ng had been in a good mood, smiling at everyone he saw.
"Who’s your sister-in-law? Call that again, and you’ll be sorry!"
Yu Ningxue huffed coldly, got up, and left the scene. However, for so reason, she didn’t seem to be genuinely annoyed by Wang ng’s address.
"Hey, Tian, why do you look so unhappy? Did you and sis-in-law have a fight?" Wang ng casually plopped down next to Xiao Tian and said.
Xiao Tian didn’t bother to respond to him, but Wang ng continued with enthusiasm.
"Tian, let tell you, little couples arguing is common. Isn’t there a saying that couples fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot?"
"If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute. Go play by yourself; I’m annoyed." Xiao Tian replied sowhat impatiently.
"No way, Tian? Did you really have a fight with sis-in-law?" Wang ng asked in surprise.
"It has nothing to do with her. Can’t you just let have so peace?" Xiao Tian took a deep breath, suddenly feeling the urge to use Wang ng as a human punching bag.
"Oh," Wang ng nodded without taking offense, instead thoughtfully adding, "Tian, if you’re upset, you could actually go to our police station’s training room and pound on so punching bags. I’m telling you, every ti I’m upset, hitting a punching bag is incredibly satisfying!"
At this, Xiao Tian gave him a distant glance; it seed like a fairly good suggestion.
"The station’s punching bags aren’t sturdy enough; I’d break them and be too lazy to compensate for it."
With Xiao Tian’s strength, ordinary punching bags would burst with a single punch, rendering them useless.
"That’s true. Our station’s punching bags are a bit lacking. How about this, Tian, let get you a better one?" Wang ng’s eyes twinkled as if he suddenly rembered sothing.
"A better one?" Xiao Tian raised his eyebrows and asked.
"I’ve got a friend who has those premium punching bags that cost tens of thousands each, made for heavyweight fighters, stitched with layers of cowhide. They wouldn’t get damaged even if hit by a car. How about I borrow one for you, Tian?" Wang ng hesitantly suggested.
"Sure, you know my dorm number. Bring one to my place this afternoon. Forget borrowing; I’ll pay for it. You get the best quality one," Xiao Tian thought for a mont before decisively agreeing.
...
In the afternoon, Wang ng directly delivered a punching bag over a ter in height to Xiao Tian’s place.
"Co, Tian, try out the feel of this punching bag. I’m telling you, it’s sturdy; it’ll last a hundred years, and it won’t break," Wang ng said with admiration, leaning against the door and pointing at the sandbag hanging on the wall.
"Good quality." Xiao Tian patted the bag twice, appearing fairly satisfied with it.
This punching bag costs ten thousand apiece, and Wang ng got it through a friend’s connection. Ordinary people wouldn’t even make a dent in this bag, much less manage to compress it.
Xiao Tian took a deep breath and experintally launched a punch, leaving a clearly visible fist imprint on the bag.
Wang ng was startled, knowing that being able to make such a mark so easily ant knocking out soone’s bones with a punch was child’s play!
But he still had confidence in the bag.
The advantage of cowhide wasn’t its hardness but its durability. Even if you could deform it, breaking it wouldn’t be easy.
"Nice, I like this." With a gleam in his eye, Xiao Tian tossed aside his upper garnt, leaving just a camouflage vest, revealing muscles that, while not overly large, hid astonishing explosive power.
Back in the army, an old soldier in charge of cooking took a liking to him and taught him a type of Hard Qi Gong called "Iron Chain Cross River", which was the source of Xiao Tian’s imnse strength.
This Hard Qi Gong had three levels, and it was said that reaching the highest level made one impervious to blades and bullets, though Xiao Tian had only reached the peak of the first level so far.
This first level could enhance the human body, significantly boosting both strength and agility and allowing resistance to blunt force blows.
Don’t underestimate these effects; Xiao Tian’s current level of strength couldn’t be separated from the Iron Chain Cross River martial art.
If he hadn’t learned it, he would have died several tis during past missions!
However, advancing to the second level posed a challenge.
Like many advanced martial arts, Iron Chain Cross River required herbal baths to strengthen the body to further develop, making it impossible to break through the second level otherwise.
Though the herbs for the second level were scarce, the Zhong Family’s resources could gather most of them, except for the main ingredient.
According to the martial art’s records, the herbal bath needed for reaching the second level of Iron Chain Cross River required a main ingredient: a Thousand-year-old Ginseng!
As for ginseng, not to ntion thousand-year-old ones, even those a hundred years old were virtually unseen in the market, imdiately snatched up at every sighting, truly treasures.
Even the Zhong Family couldn’t get their hands on a Thousand-year-old Ginseng; not a single one could be found in all of China, as if it could just materialize out of thin air!
Thus, Xiao Tian’s breakthrough to the second level had been delayed up until now...
Xiao Tian took a deep breath and delivered a powerful punch to the punching bag.
"Thud!"
The cowhide punching bag emitted a sound like a muffled bell toll...
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