Chapter 87

All of this seemed like a myth to Bell. He shook his head hard, thinking it must be an illusion!

When Bell opened his eyes again, Wang Zhong's legs were actually treading on the pond water, walking as if on solid ground.

"Come on, Bell! Let's see who reaches the shore first!"

Wang Zhong, seeing Bell's stunned expression, said with a smile.

If there were martial artists present, they would surely exclaim:

Water not even knee-deep, yet walking on it!

In fact, it was the subtle vibrations of the toes and leg muscles, continuously treading the water, that prevented one from sinking. It looked easy, but only martial artists who had reached a very high level of muscle control could do it.

According to the Martial Arts Anecdotes, Tai Chi master Yang Luchan once reached such a realm, walking on the waves by the sea and singing aloud, as if he were a deity.

Wang Zhong's control over his muscles was now no less than Yang Luchan's.

"Divine being! Superhuman!"

Bell's mouth was wide open as he watched Wang Zhong step by step towards the shore, muttering to himself.

"William was right, boss, you are a superhuman! Are you from the same planet as Clark?"

Reagan, who had just emerged from the pond without changing clothes, looked at Wang Zhong with an admiring gaze.

"Bell, if you don't change your clothes immediately, you'll catch a cold! I'm not a superhuman, I'm just a martial artist!"

Wang Zhong smiled and took out a dry piece of clothing from his backpack. Since he hadn't been in the water, his clothes were still dry. In contrast, Bell looked like a drowned rat.

"Thank you, boss, but the mountain breeze will dry my clothes. I'm used to this kind of life!"

Bell declined Wang Zhong's offer, took off his wet clothes, and wrung them out, making them look somewhat drier.

"Can the power of a martial artist be so great?"

Bell asked, somewhat disbelieving.

"Of course!"

Wang Zhong nodded without hesitation.

"Is this still human power?"

Bell still had some doubts, muttering to himself.

Though his voice was low, it couldn't escape Wang Zhong's ears, who were right next to him.

"Do you really understand yourself?"

Wang Zhong chuckled and said.

"Or do humans really understand themselves?"

"This!"

Bell looked at Wang Zhong speechlessly. This was a huge topic, so huge that Bell didn't know how to answer.

"Bell, I am a martial artist, so I understand the limits of humans better. To me, humans are beggars holding a treasure. The purpose of creating Instinctive Combat is to unleash human potential!"

Wang Zhong looked at Bell and said seriously.

"Boss, can you teach me Instinctive Combat?"

Bell looked at Wang Zhong and said softly.

"Of course!"

Wang Zhong agreed without hesitation.

After walking for a long time, Bell suddenly said excitedly.

"Boss, we finally see signs of human habitation!"

Bell looked into the distance and saw a faint wisp of smoke rising, and said excitedly. After Bell spoke, he quickly turned on the military positioning system, which finally picked up a signal due to the proximity to human habitation.

Wang Zhong also looked excited, but his excitement was different from Reagan's. He had discovered that the mountains ahead were a rare dragon vein, and there would be a large acupoint not far ahead!

"Bell, our hard days are over, we've finally found it!"

Looking at the continuous mountains and the characteristic embracing valley of the acupoint, Wang Zhong said happily.

"Boss, you found the acupoint!"

Bell instantly became excited.

"The global dragon vein originates from the west of Kunlun, with the ancestor of the dragon vein being the Pamir Plateau.

The Northern Dragon has two branches: one is the Tianshan, Yinshan, Yanshan, and Xing'anling, which meet in Northeast China (now in Russia) and the main dragon goes to Kamchatka, crosses the sea to America, forming the Rocky Mountains and the Andes, and crosses the sea to connect with the Antarctic Mountains. The branch dragon turns south, forming the Imperial Dragon.

The Eastern Dragon is the Kunlun Mountains, the Central Dragon passes through the Qilian and Qinling Mountains and splits into two branches: the northern branch is the Taihang Mountains, and the southern branch is the Tongbai and Dabie Mountains.

The Southern Dragon is the Himalayas, which go south to Indonesia and New Zealand, with one branch going to Australia.

The Western Dragon has two branches: one goes to the Ural Mountains, forming the boundary between Europe and Asia. The other goes to the Caucasus Mountains, and then to Western Europe, splitting into two branches: one goes north to Norway and Finland, and the other goes south to Africa.

"Look here, the mountains are thick and majestic, connected to the Southern Dragon, it must be a dragon vein acupoint. Look at the sides, they are winding and powerful, with the Azure Dragon and White Tiger complete. There is a pond in front, with the Vermilion Bird soaring. The Literary Peak rises to the sky, surely producing scholars. The Grand Ancestor Mountain, Lesser Ancestor Mountain, and Parent Mountain are winding, resembling a hundred-legged centipede. This is a centipede emerging from the cave!"

"Centipedes have many offspring, this acupoint will surely bring prosperity to the population!"

Wang Zhong pointed out the surrounding mountains to Bell with excitement. A hundred feet form a shape, a thousand feet form a trend, only winding giant mountains can be called mountain trends. In his excitement, Wang Zhong even composed a poem:

"Before the centipede rises three steps, one dragon and two tigers on the cloud head.

All the surrounding mountains are beautiful, a literary peak piercing the sky.

Whoever has the fortune to bury here, will have descendants who become nobles and princes!"

Seeing Bell's blank eyes, Wang Zhong felt like he was playing the lute to a cow.

"Put on your backpack, let's go and take a look!"

Wang Zhong said, feeling frustrated.

"Yes, boss!"

Bell, though not knowing why the boss was angry, said in a flattering tone.

Roar!

Just as the two were about to encounter human habitation, a roar suddenly sounded from the nearby forest.

"It's a grizzly bear!"

Bell could identify the animal from the roar. Even a well-trained hunter would not want to confront a grizzly bear in the forest.

"I hope it's just passing by!"

Bell drew his pistol from his waist and silently prayed.

Clearly, the grizzly bear did not hear his prayer. Before the two could make any evasive moves, a grizzly bear over three meters tall emerged from the forest, followed by a cute cub. Judging by its size, it was likely a cub born this year.

"Heaven, it's a mother bear with a cub!"

Bell felt a sense of despair upon seeing the cub. Mother bears in the lactation period are the most aggressive, and their massive paws can eliminate any danger to their cubs.

Roar!

As the two saw the grizzly bear, the bear also noticed them. More accurately, it smelled them. Grizzly bears have poor eyesight and mainly rely on their sense of smell to distinguish prey and danger.

Roar!

Roar!

Perhaps the revolver in Reagan's hand gave the grizzly bear a sense of danger. The mother bear let out consecutive warning roars and then charged at the two like a massive armored vehicle.

Bell looked at the mother bear with despair. A small-caliber revolver couldn't penetrate the thick fat layer of a grizzly bear and would only enrage it. Nevertheless, Bell still raised his gun:

"Boss, you go first, I'll hold it off!"

Wang Zhong looked at Bell with some emotion, moved by his willingness to stay behind and give him a chance to survive.

"No need!"

Wang Zhong pulled Bell to the side and took a large step forward.

With each step, Wang Zhong's aura grew stronger. The mother bear stopped, hesitating as she looked at Wang Zhong. Her animal instincts told her that he was dangerous.

Wang Zhong did not stop his forward momentum as the mother bear paused. His blood roared in his veins, and his aura reached its peak as he advanced. Even the wind in the valley seemed to pause, and the leaves that were fluttering in the wind were suddenly pressed to the ground by an invisible force.

The mother bear looked at Wang Zhong in fear. In her perception, Wang Zhong was no longer a weak human but a tyrannosaurus from ancient times.

The fear in her bones made her instinctively choose to retreat. But when her retreating body touched the cub behind her, the mother bear's retreat stopped.

The mother bear roared and assumed an attacking posture!

But everyone could hear the fear in her roar!

Her eyes were filled with fear and pleading!

It was as if she was begging, begging Wang Zhong to spare her cub!

But her large buttocks kept moving backward, and the cub was always shielded by her body!

"You go, I won't kill you!"

Seeing the mother bear's protective nature, Wang Zhong's hard heart was deeply moved.

Wang Zhong slowly retracted his aura, and the mother bear gradually understood his intentions. She nodded gratefully at Wang Zhong and led her cub into the forest, looking back step by step.

"Boss, you're amazing, even the grizzly bear is afraid of you!"

Bell wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; his whole body had been drenched in cold sweat just now.

"Bell, I'm a martial artist, I don't need your protection, but I still thank you for what happened just now!"

Wang Zhong patted Bell's shoulder with emotion, moved by his actions.

"No problem, boss, I promised William and Mrs. Rulan to bring you back safely!"

Bell's face broke into a radiant smile.

"Boss, thank you, if it weren't for you, I would definitely have become the grizzly bear's dinner!"

"We don't need to thank each other. We need to hurry, it's going to be dark soon!"

Wang Zhong looked at the sun about to set and the distant smoke, feeling somewhat helpless.

"Yes!"

Bell, without hesitation, put on his backpack and took large steps forward.

Suddenly, a furry ball of meat darted out of the forest, giving Wang Zhong and Bell a big scare.

When the ball of meat came closer, the two realized it was the cute cub.

Since the cub was not aggressive, their tense emotions immediately relaxed.

The cub was endearingly clumsy, stumbling as it ran due to its young age. If it were in a zoo or a circus, people would surely laugh, but here, the two were filled with questions.

"Boss, look at its mouth, it's carrying something!"

"My goodness, what is that?"

Bell's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was agape, looking at the cub in surprise.

Although Wang Zhong wasn't as flustered as Bell, a rare warmth showed in his eyes.

"That's a lingzhi mushroom, symbolizing good fortune and longevity in the East, and it's also an expensive medicinal herb, one of the three treasures of traditional Chinese medicine along with ginseng and deer antler!"

The cub's mouth held a purple lingzhi mushroom about the size of two adult palms. The cub circled Wang Zhong's legs, affectionately rubbing its head against his pants and sniffing with its pink nose, as if trying to memorize Wang Zhong's scent. Finally, it spat out the lingzhi mushroom.

"Is this lingzhi mushroom for me?"

Wang Zhong looked at the lingzhi mushroom at his feet, which was a deep purple and looked like blood jade in the sunlight, clear and transparent. The layers were distinct, with each leaf embracing the other, forming six layers in total. The faint medicinal fragrance hit his nose, and every cell in his body felt comfortable. This lingzhi mushroom must be over a hundred years old, otherwise, it wouldn't have such a powerful effect. Wang Zhong asked, somewhat uncertain.