324: Chapter 321 A baby's curiosity is the driving force

As the video played once, everyone watched in silence.

They played it again, and there was still silence.

"Ahem, it is now certain, gentlemen, that we have discovered an incredible research subject. However, this also presents me with a difficult problem."

Old Michael sighed helplessly.

No one looked pleased; everyone's expression was grim.

Because a problem had arisen—the biggest trouble of all: the subject's various data points had actually dropped at that exact moment.

Compared to the previous tests, the intensity of this one was significantly higher, yet the data feedback showed a precipitous drop.

"Mr. Michael, I believe an unknown change must have occurred within Li's body. He must enter our Gene Laboratory for a comprehensive examination!"

"Shit, he should come to our EP Laboratory! We are equally skilled in deep-level human exploration!"

For a moment, the monitoring room fell into even greater chaos. This time, no matter how Old Michael tried to intervene, it was useless.

He even tried to step in and break up the fight, only to get pummeled himself.

Compared to the chaos in the monitoring room, the testing grounds had already returned to normal.

Everyone gradually recovered from their shock, and the crowd gathering around grew larger.

"Li, are you sure about firing from three different angles? Are you going to perform the stunt of catching bullets with your bare hands again?"

"Yes, Li, I want to learn Chinese Kung Fu!"

"You must teach me this move; I want to learn it so badly."

Hearing the excited chatter of several armed personnel holding their guns, Li Changsheng was left speechless.

He thought to himself, 'You guys want to learn Kung Fu like this?'

It wasn't that he looked down on them, but rather that their bodies were completely set. Their muscles were too bulky from training, making many power-release techniques much harder for them to learn than for someone with a slender build.

Such people were better suited for broad, sweeping styles of Kung Fu. As for internal styles, even if they made progress, it wouldn't be significant unless they had practiced martial arts since childhood or were Geniuses themselves.

Besides, why should I teach you?

Shaking his head, the three men saw Li Changsheng's solemn expression and dared not be careless, each taking aim.

Bang, bang, bang!

The three gunshots rang out almost simultaneously. Perhaps because they had already seen him catch a bullet barehanded, as Li Changsheng used a Monkey Style dodge—moving like a fish in water, startling like a snake in the grass, vanishing in an instant—and easily evaded the three bullets, the crowd's amazement wasn't quite as overwhelming this time.

They simply felt it was only natural.

Li Changsheng, however, was carefully reflecting on the experience.

"It should be almost the same as Master Xue's 'Startle-Alertness' now."

If Zhang Zhao were here, he would be envious to the point of plasmolysis, because this move was a near-perfect replica of his grandfather Master Xue's Monkey Style Movement Technique.

Back then, Master Xue's Kung Fu had a specific saying: 'Essence nourishes the Spiritual Root, Qi nourishes the Spirit; cultivate the skill and the Dao to see the Innate Truth; the Dantian nurtures the treasure of longevity, not to be given away for ten thousand taels of gold.'

Just how powerful was this Kung Fu that wouldn't be traded for ten thousand taels of gold?

Li Changsheng now had some understanding.

Master Xue's Kung Fu might not have reached the level of breaking through to the Realm of Transformation, but this footwork, this Monkey Style and Snake Style, had already touched that threshold.

How is the power of Monkey Style released?

Before reaching the Realm of Transformation, this power mostly relies on the body and feet. But after the Realm of Transformation, this power is primarily driven by the Dantian, becoming much swifter.

As the saying goes, the Monkey Squat Stance allows one to train the Dantian whether moving, standing, sitting, or lying down. The Monkey Style squat (contraction) establishes the Dantian (Kidney Breath); a monkey's lively Divine Qi is a manifestation of abundant Kidney Essence.

Therefore, Monkey Style also helps with masculine strength. Its stance is somewhat similar to the principle of a deep squat, so this effect is not surprising.

"Master Xue's technique lies in four words: Startle, Alert, Explode, and Thunder!"

At this moment, Li Changsheng was like a true martial arts Grandmaster. After entering the Realm of Transformation, every time he performed martial arts, he gained brand-new insights.

By reflecting on the deeds of those Seniors from the past, he was making rapid progress in both his understanding and his martial arts attainment.

The so-called 'Startle' refers to being startled. 'Alert' refers to vigilance. 'Explode' and 'Thunder' are one, both referring to a burst of power.

By circulating the Dantian and breathing, the Qi startles the Coccyx, causing the hair to stand on end and explode with energy.

Sitting in the Dantian is the Embryonic Form; training Dantian power is like Embryonic Breathing. When Embryonic Breathing originates here, sensitivity reaches its limit. Upon sensing something unexpected, the Dantian will naturally and spontaneously explode with Internal Power radiating in all directions.

In fact, it wasn't that Li Changsheng didn't explode in that instant; it was that Old Michael and the others' equipment failed to react in time. It was a split second, like a fleeting arc of electricity or a sudden shiver, and then it was over.

This resulted in the incomprehensible scene in the monitoring room. In truth, if more detailed equipment had been used for the inspection, some clues could have been spotted.

"Mr... Mr. Li, would you like to continue?"

Seeing Mr. Li in deep thought, one of the armed personnel asked curiously. He felt like the guns he had used for so long were now seemingly useless.

Had the times changed?

"No, I no longer need to test my reactions to firearms," Li Changsheng said, waving his hand.

He had already figured out his reaction speed and the level of his dodging agility.

"If I continued testing, I might be able to dodge even more firearms, but in the case of continuous fire, the danger level would still rise significantly."

"I expect even if Master Cheng were alive, he would kick the bucket on the spot."

Li Changsheng sighed inwardly. Kung Fu also has its limits; he just didn't know if he could break through the limits of the Martial Dao.

It was said that back then, Master Cheng defeated an entire squad of foreign soldiers with nothing but his fists.

He killed them all barehanded. According to that era... the standard size of a German squad was about twelve people.

In other words, this old gentleman had once killed twelve armed soldiers with his bare hands.

Considering the level of firearms at that time, the old man was still incredibly formidable.

"I should be stronger than Master Cheng in some aspects now. For instance, regarding Qi—training the internal breath—my Qi is more abundant than his!"

Li Changsheng could be 100% certain of this, because Master Cheng was already over fifty at the time.

At that age, being able to dodge bullets and scale walls as easily as walking was simply inconceivable.

Whereas he was currently in his prime, full of youthful vigor, and his body was stronger than most modern athletes.

In contrast, living conditions in Master Cheng's era were generally poor. He estimated that even compared to Master Cheng in his youth, he would still be stronger.

At this moment, Li Changsheng's confidence in his own Martial Dao grew even stronger.

"It's a pity. Most martial artists of the older generation were late bloomers. Those with talent started practicing halfway through life, while those without talent happened to come from famous sects."

"Living in times of great suffering, by the time their full potential erupted, they were already nearing old age."

Li Changsheng felt deeply moved.

Gathering his thoughts, his gaze fell upon a test subject not far away.

Seeing Mr. Li's gaze, everyone looked over to see a foreigner undergoing a strike-resistance test.

This man had a shaved head and had likely spent time at the Chinese Shaolin. He was currently being struck by two armed personnel wielding wooden staves.

One could tell from the dull thuds that the impact was significant.

Sensors were attached to the wooden staves, and the test subject had numerous patches on his body to measure the pressure and energy of the strikes in real-time.

"Let the next item be that: the strike-resistance test."

As Li Changsheng spoke calmly, several researchers looked at each other, appearing somewhat hesitant to speak.

One of them offered a sincere suggestion: "Li, we have seen your data. You have already undergone an extremely intense strike-resistance test. I think you can skip Mr. Robert's test entirely."