Lin Beichen smiled and waved his hand repeatedly, thinking to himself that he had a favor to ask of him, so why be polite?
He didn’t beat around the bush.
He spoke directly and without hesitation: "Director Song, actually, I have something I need your help with today."
"Oh?"
Song Xiangdong became interested.
Cooperation is mutual.
These past few days he had been imposing on Lin Beichen...
If this continued.
He would feel embarrassed to ask for more favors.
"What is it?"
"I hope you can help me find some traditional martial arts that have never been publicly disclosed but truly exist."
"Traditional martial arts?"
Song Xiangdong was somewhat puzzled and instinctively asked: "You practice martial arts?"
"Yes."
Lin Beichen nodded and explained: "I intend to improve and perfect traditional martial arts, making them the legendary high-level martial arts in the eyes of the world, even immortal martial arts."
"!!"
Song Xiangdong was shocked upon hearing this, looking at Lin Beichen with a few admiration-filled glances, thinking: As expected of a cultivator, always pursuing the realm of ’immortal’ with every step, not only creating immortal techniques but also immortalizing traditional martial arts to achieve immortal techniques!
His every idea...
Truly astonishing!
At this moment, while he was marveling inwardly.
Lin Beichen’s voice continued: "And transforming these traditional martial arts is also a crucial step in my next cultivation breakthrough, which is key to triggering Thunder."
"I see."
Song Xiangdong didn’t delve deeper.
He understood...
It would be pointless to ask.
He couldn’t possibly comprehend it.
Initially, if Lin Beichen needed any help, he would certainly step in, and now hearing that it involves improving traditional martial arts into high-level or even immortal martial arts, and also related to cultivation breakthroughs and triggering Thunder...
He was even more eager!
"No problem, leave it to me."
After saying this, Song Xiangdong immediately took action, issuing the order to search for traditional martial arts.
As the most mysterious and special department of Great Xia, the Security Bureau naturally had its own information system, and within minutes, it had pinpointed over a dozen targets.
...
Dengzhou City.
"Hao Zai Lai" Noodle Restaurant.
It was mealtime, and while the surrounding shops had bleak business, this noodle restaurant was bustling with activity, with a long queue.
"So delicious, these noodles are really chewy!"
"I’ve tried so many noodle places, and this one is the best!"
"..."
Compliments echoed throughout the noodle restaurant.
At this time.
In the restaurant kitchen.
A man was kneading dough.
This man was a middle-aged individual in his fifties, standing at a towering height of one meter eighty, with a robust build and disproportionately large fists.
Have you ever seen fists the size of sandbags?
Something like that.
He was the owner and the noodle chef of the restaurant.
"Bang—!"
"Bang—!"
"..."
The sound of pounding echoed continuously in the kitchen.
However, rather than calling it kneading dough,
it was more appropriate to say the owner was pounding the dough.
His fists seemed like two heavy hammers, constantly falling on the dough, each punch carrying a shocking force!
On closer inspection, it’s not hard to see...
These punches were not randomly thrown but carried a flowing and seamless beauty!
Purely a representation of violent aesthetics!
At this moment.
Suddenly!
A man dressed in a black professional suit walked into the kitchen, holding a black leather briefcase.
The owner saw this and frowned slightly, stopping his actions, saying: "Hello, the kitchen is off-limits to unauthorized personnel."
"Sorry about that, boss."
The man recognized his inappropriate entry into the kitchen, apologizing with a sincere expression.
Seeing this.
The owner’s expression softened slightly, saying: "If you’re here to eat noodles, please queue outside."
"Boss, I’m not here to eat noodles."
Seeing the owner’s puzzled expression, the man didn’t beat around the bush, saying softly: "I’m here specifically to see you."
"To see me?"
The owner was taken aback, here to learn the noodle-making technique?
Before he could think further.
A certificate suddenly appeared before him.
On the certificate, the gold-embossed words "Security Bureau" were especially conspicuous.
"???"
The owner looked at the certificate, then at the agent holding it, completely confused.
Security Bureau?
What could this department want with him?
Could it be a scam?
To cheat money?
With this thought, he looked at the agent vigilantly, asking: "Why does the Security Bureau need to see me?"
"Because of your martial arts."
The agent didn’t waste any words, directly saying: "We know you are the inheritor of Luwo Fist, and now the country needs to use your martial arts temporarily, hoping you could hand it over."
Luwo Fist, a style of martial arts developed naturally during the Ming Dynasty by the anti-Wokou hero Qi Jiguang, while resisting the Wokou invaders. Thus, it was named Luwo Fist.
This martial art was vigorous and fierce, an exceptional choice among traditional martial arts!
It’s a true killing technique!
Sufficient to show its extraordinary nature.
The owner no longer doubted the man’s identity and believed he wasn’t a con artist.
With the advancement of science and technology, traditional martial arts gradually declined.
Especially...
Martial arts like Luwo Fist, focusing more on practical combat rather than ornate and eye-pleasing routines.
It’s particularly challenging.
Gradually fading from public view, scarcely known by anyone.
As the inheritor of such a declining martial art, he had never publicized it, nor was there any reason to.
It was already extremely rare for an outsider to know about Luwo Fist.