So, the martial artists of today can only console themselves that martial arts are merely for physical exercise, not to punish the wicked or act as heroes.
What is the purpose of practicing martial arts?
Perhaps some people truly do it to strengthen their bodies, but for the vast majority of the people, there is always a longing in their hearts.
They dream of encountering injustices and drawing their swords to help, and even more, they dream of breaking the chains with a punch during times of distress, kicking open the Celestial Gate with a kick, and walking away laughing loudly, shouting "How can we be bound by the shackles of the world!"
However, the heavy shackles of modern society and the development of high-tech weapons have almost broken the spines of all martial artists.
Some chose to perform as clowns online, while others joined martial arts schools to promote classes to children.
And still, others could only silently suppress their desires, occasionally fantasizing in the midnight dreams.
Until someone told them that martial artists could go a step further.
From the moment he saw the video, Song Luoxing never stopped thinking about meeting Lin Beichen.
Being able to meet Lin Beichen was the greatest dream of his life.
"Sir, I have been assigned to be your bodyguard for this mission. The higher-ups have given me the order. I will not follow you closely; you are free to move as you like, and I will be tracking you secretly 24/7."
Song Luoxing took out a document.
"You should tell them that there’s no need for this."
Lin Beichen said helplessly upon hearing this.
He could actually imagine the intense arguments that must have occurred about his desire to go on a vacation abroad.
Now, the higher-ups have long defined Lin Beichen as a pillar of the nation, even a key person in its survival.
The more important a person is, the less likely they are to let him out of their sight.
The best method is to lock Lin Beichen in the Imperial Capital and not let him go anywhere.
Lin Beichen knew that some people were troubled by him, even thinking he was disobedient.
But this was exactly the result he wanted to achieve.
He wanted to send a signal to the higher-ups that he could help the country, but he would never accept being treated as a puppet or a tool.
To make the higher-ups compromise, Lin Beichen even intentionally leaked some details about the volcanic eruption in Japan, letting the secret world know about his movements.
Only by drawing out those hidden killers in the dark and then crushing them one by one would they realize his strength.
"Only by eliminating the hundred ghosts can the mind achieve tranquility."
Lin Beichen thought silently in his heart.
"Sir, this is the medal that the higher-ups wanted me to apply for you."
Song Luoxing pulled out another item and solemnly presented it to Lin Beichen.
Seeing this, Lin Beichen slowly accepted the medal and pinned it on his chest.
Song Luoxing straightened his posture and immediately saluted, his eyes filled with respect.
After a few seconds, the ceremony was over.
Lin Beichen put away the medal and handed it back to Song Luoxing.
Song Luoxing carefully received the medal, not daring to breathe loudly even while holding it.
The medal-awarding ceremony was simple, but the significance of this medal was very profound.
The Dragon Medal.
Dragon Country has always prided itself on being descendants of the dragon, and using the dragon as its emblem, it had only happened less than ten times since the country’s founding over a hundred years ago.
And each of these ten times was during times of national survival crisis or when someone who brought salvation received it.
A simple medal still represented the stance of the officials.
Lin Beichen smiled in satisfaction.
He did not need material support. With his enlightenment and intelligence, wealth was at his fingertips.
Just tonight, he casually helped Bai Yunfei make over ten billion.
Though the game among the eight major business families wasn’t significant, no one dared to underestimate his ability to make money.
The country knew he didn’t need to worry about these things, so they only gave Lin Beichen honor.
"There’s another matter; I hope you can go to Imperial Capital Normal University."
Lin Beichen said, recalling Zhou Ya’s state today, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"I have a girlfriend who seems to have been threatened by a certain organization in the school. Please help me investigate."
Upon hearing this, a trace of murder flashed across Song Luoxing’s eyes.
Lin Beichen was a hero, and his family were heroes too.
Anyone who dared to harm a hero represented an act against the country.
"Sir, rest assured, I will find and thoroughly investigate his ancestors for nine generations."
Song Luoxing said coldly. If Lin Beichen was not present, which would seem inappropriate, he would have even thought of gathering troops to surround the Normal University immediately.
Lin Beichen looked at Song Luoxing helplessly and said with a bitter smile:
"Don’t be like this, I just want you to help investigate. I have other things to handle, otherwise, I would’ve done it myself."
If Song Luoxing always made things escalate, could he still ask the higher-ups for help?
Lin Beichen wanted to continue living a stable life and did not want too many disturbances.
Song Luoxing scratched his head, chuckled awkwardly.
The Liberation Truck disappeared into the night.
Lin Beichen stretched lazily and walked towards the hotel.
While passing through the dense forest, Lin Beichen suddenly sensed something, casually placing his hand on a large tree, and waved gently.
Power of the Five Elements circulated in his hand, and before Lin Beichen, numerous totems and intricate patterns seemed to appear.
In the next moment, Lin Beichen gave a sudden shout, and an invisible force surged into the trunk.
Only the sound of cracks could be heard, and the large tree was uprooted and moved to Lin Beichen.
"Can you speak?"
Lin Beichen asked indifferently.
In the deserted night of the dense forest, if someone saw him talking to a tree, they might think he was crazy.
However, in Lin Beichen’s eyes, the tree in front of him was no longer just a tree, but rather a newborn tree person.
He operated the Power of the Five Elements to manipulate the tree.
Chunks of bark fell to the ground, and a wooden sculpture gradually appeared before his eyes.
The wooden sculpture was nearly two meters tall, with a burly physique and a dull face. Upon close inspection, one eye was slightly larger than the other, appearing somewhat deformed.
Lin Beichen gazed at it for a while, added a few finishing touches, but found it looked even stranger.
He could only smile helplessly and give up on his artistic aptitude.
It’s laughable; Lin Beichen had profound enlightenment in other areas, but in the realm of art, he was clueless.
Some fields are not just about enlightenment. It seems to be destined by heaven.
"From now on, you will follow me and help carry some heavy things."
Lin Beichen patted the wooden man’s shoulder and walked towards the hotel.
When passing through the crowd, Lin Beichen deliberately walked towards crowded areas. However, wherever he passed, everyone’s expressions remained normal, and no one noticed anything unusual.
Seeing this, Lin Beichen couldn’t help but smile.
As he imagined, using the Five Elements Technique, not only could he create puppets, but he could even use Five Elements Qi to completely conceal someone.
The full development of the Power of the Five Elements wasn’t just about destruction.
Creation and destruction are equally profound, and even the art of deception can be combined.
Humans are creatures of spirit.
In modern society, where material wealth is abundant, unless exceptionally lazy, one can always secure enough food for a month regardless of low income.
It is precisely because of this great material abundance that people have become slaves to spiritual desires.
Lin Beichen was very curious to see if merely manipulating nerves and illusions could drive someone to a mental breakdown.
This thought flashed through his mind but was not executed.
"To me, ordinary people are not even as good as ants."
Lin Beichen gazed at the building ahead, lost in thought.
Early the next morning, Lin Beichen drove Zhou Ya back to Imperial Capital Normal University.
In front of the university gates, four female students stood anxiously.
As soon as Zhou Ya got out of the car, they rushed to her feet, crying bitterly.
"Zhou, we know we were wrong. Please spare our lives."
"Zhou, I have self-reflected and resigned from the student council. I even recommended you for vice president!"
"Zhou, it was us who were ignorant before. Please give us another chance."
The four girls knelt on the ground, disregarding their esteemed positions on the student council, even their status as students of Imperial Capital Normal University, desperately kowtowing to Zhou Ya.
Zhou Ya looked at them in confusion, feeling at a loss.
"Lin Beichen, what are they doing?"
Zhou Ya asked, puzzled and bewildered.
Lin Beichen looked at the four and said calmly:
"Nothing much, they are just paying the price for their mistakes. Whether to forgive them or not is up to you."