Chapter 29

The essence of the Dragon Tiger Fist lies in its artistic conception. Mo Wen had long gained a unique understanding of the artistic conception of the Dragon Tiger Fist, so his cultivation progressed particularly smoothly.

A set of fist techniques flowed continuously; the movements were as fierce as a tiger and as majestic as a dragon, each move seamlessly connected, endlessly regenerating.

It took a full two hours before he finally stopped, exhaling a long, turbid breath. It was as if a divine dragon was exhaling mist, and it took five minutes before it finally ceased.

"What kind of fist technique is that?"

Wang Yuan looked at Mo Wen with a sense of amazement. Having followed Mo Wen for a few days, he almost saw Mo Wen practicing every day. At first, he didn't pay much attention, but as he observed more deeply, he discovered that the fist technique contained a kind of momentum he couldn't describe, giving a profound and vast feeling like the sea.

Sometimes, he would become so engrossed in observation that he would even hear the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers growling in his ears. But when he suddenly came to his senses, there would be no sound at all.

The deeper he understood, the more shocked he became. Later, when he tried to imitate the fist technique, he was surprised to find that he had no memory of the moves in his mind. It seemed that there were no specific moves, as if Mo Wen was just casually waving his hands, formless and traceless.

A fist technique without specific moves, no matter how closely you observe, you can't possibly learn it.

"The Dragon Tiger Fist."

Mo Wen smiled. The Dragon Tiger Fist had no specific moves; it was a method of body cultivation from the inside out. However, saying it had no moves was not entirely correct, as the Dragon Tiger Fist could integrate any moves.

For example, Tai Chi, Xing Yi Quan, and Jin Gang Quan could all be integrated into the Dragon Tiger Fist, multiplying their power several times.

"Such a powerful fist technique, it feels much stronger than the Gold Crushing Fist my master taught me." Wang Yuan said with a hint of envy.

Mo Wen smiled, neither confirming nor denying. Wang Yuan's master was only at the Meridian Unblocking stage of ancient martial arts, so it would be strange if he could teach such profound martial arts.

However, one thing that surprised Mo Wen was that the path of cultivation for ancient martial artists on Earth started with body and essence cultivation, which could be considered the orthodox path. Unlike the world in his memory, where they started by cultivating internal energy, clearly taking a wrong path.

Logically, following the orthodox path, the achievements of ancient martial artists on Earth should far surpass those of his world. But according to Wang Yuan, a martial artist at the Fetal Breathing stage was already a legendary expert, which was truly strange!

Could there be some hidden reason? Or perhaps Wang Yuan's knowledge was limited, and he didn't understand many things.

"Mo Wen, I've noticed you've been getting close to Qin Xiaoyou lately. What's your relationship with her?"

Wang Yuan walked over, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Ordinary friends." Mo Wen gave Wang Yuan a suspicious look.

"Really?" Wang Yuan clearly didn't believe it.

Mo Wen shrugged, not bothering to respond.

"Tsk, who are you fooling? Qin Xiaoyou often comes to find you; everyone knows that."

Wang Yuan pouted, indignant. "I've lived for eighteen years, and the only girl I've ever had feelings for is Qin Xiaoyou. But she ended up with you, a pig. Heaven is blind."

"But you better be careful. There are plenty of people in the military district who like Qin Xiaoyou. Recently, many have been coming to Class 9 to inquire about you, hehe!"

Wang Yuan seemed to recall something and laughed maliciously.

Mo Wen shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

Wang Yuan had also come to understand Mo Wen's temperament. That face, always calm and composed, would probably not change even if the sky fell.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you something. Qin Xiaoyou said you're also a classmate in our Traditional Chinese Medicine 1314 class. Why haven't I seen you in our dormitory?"

Wang Yuan looked at Mo Wen curiously. A few days ago, through Qin Xiaoyou, he learned that Mo Wen was also in the Traditional Chinese Medicine 1314 class, but he hadn't recognized Mo Wen at first. It was only after the class president, Qin Xiaoyou, mentioned it that he knew.

"Are the dormitories divided by class?"

Mo Wen's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. He didn't know that the dormitories were divided by class. His assigned dormitory had nothing to do with the Traditional Chinese Medicine 1314 class, but rather a particularly strange one.

"Right, you didn't know? Did you register late? Our Traditional Chinese Medicine 1314 class dormitory was full, so they assigned you to another class's dormitory?"

Wang Yuan scratched his head. The dormitories were divided by class, and people in the same dormitory were usually from the same class. Adjacent dormitories also housed people from the same class, allowing classmates to interact and making it easier for counselors to manage.

No wonder he didn't recognize Mo Wen. Otherwise, after living in the same class for a few days, he should have had some impression.

"My dormitory is A-16-805."

Mo Wen said with a strange expression. He had always thought the dormitories were randomly assigned, but now he knew that people from the same class were assigned together.

But why wasn't he assigned to the Traditional Chinese Medicine 1314 class dormitory, but rather to a dormitory that exuded a strange aura?

That dormitory was not suitable for ordinary students. Not to mention other things, the room was full of venomous insects. Even if you weren't scared to death, you could easily be bitten and poisoned.

Could the dormitory manager have made a mistake and assigned him to that dormitory?

"A-16-805 dormitory?"

Wang Yuan blinked, feeling a sense of familiarity, as if he had heard of it somewhere, but he couldn't recall it immediately. Their Traditional Chinese Medicine dormitory was in B-13, quite a distance from Area A.

"Right, the eighth floor of that dormitory building has only one occupied room, but I actually like the quiet."

Mo Wen nodded.

"Only one occupied room?"

Wang Yuan's eyes flashed with surprise. Although Huaxia University had many dormitory buildings, there were also many students, so it wouldn't be empty to the point where only one room on a floor was occupied.

"What! You can't be the one from that legendary monster dormitory, A-16-805! Right, A-16-805, now I remember why it sounded familiar. It's that dormitory!"

Suddenly, Wang Yuan seemed to recall something and jumped up as if he had stepped on a cat's tail, looking at Mo Wen with an incredulous expression.

He examined Mo Wen from head to toe, as if checking if he was missing any limbs.

"What's going on?"

Mo Wen frowned, naturally knowing that something was wrong with that dormitory, but Wang Yuan clearly knew something.

"Mo Wen, you really live in that dormitory, A-16-805?" Wang Yuan asked cautiously.

"Is there a problem?" Mo Wen raised an eyebrow.

"Good grief, you're not human. I decide to keep my distance from you in the future."

Wang Yuan looked at Mo Wen with a strange expression, deliberately taking a few steps back, pretending not to want to interact with him.

"What's so special about that dormitory?"

Mo Wen stroked his chin, deep in thought.

"Don't you know?" Wang Yuan widened his eyes in disbelief.