Chapter Nine: Family Care, Buying Exotic Beast Meat

Although he was a man in his thirties, he managed to keep his facial expression under control.

He offered a flattering smile and said, "Little brother, don't be nervous. I can see that your bone structure is extraordinary and your natural talent is amazing. You are clearly a one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy!"

"Master Xing! A transmigrator!" Hearing this line, which was far too familiar, Yang Feng blurted it out instinctively.

He then stared intently at the burly man before him.

However, the man only looked back with a blank expression and asked, "What Master Xing? What transmigrator?"

Realizing he had overthought it, Yang Feng coughed to interrupt and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Nan immediately perked up, no longer dwelling on the talk of transmigrators.

"Hello, let me introduce myself first. I am the head disciple of the Crushing Fist Martial Arts Hall, and a peak second-tier martial artist! I want to teach you the Crushing Fist!" Chen Nan said, puffing out his chest with pride.

"Oh, I see. But I'm sorry, I don't have any money," Yang Feng refused decisively.

Chen Nan quickly added, "You misunderstood. I don't want your money. Our martial arts hall doesn't charge geniuses; we teach for free. And I will teach you personally. If you aren't satisfied, I can even have my master, Zhuo Fei, teach you. How about that?"

Truth be told, if this offer had come earlier, he would have been delighted. But now that his mastery of the Crushing Fist had reached the pinnacle, one could say no one left was qualified to teach him the art.

So, Yang Feng refused again, bluntly: "Sorry, I'm about to take the college entrance exam and I don't want to get distracted."

"Don't worry, your blood vitality value is already so high that the exam will be no problem for you. As someone who has been through it, my advice is to plan ahead for becoming a first-tier martial artist. That's why the Crushing Fist is perfect for you!" Chen Nan urged.

"Sorry, I'm really not interested." This time, Yang Feng didn't even bother with an excuse; he finished speaking and started to walk around the two-meter-tall giant to leave.

But the man reached out and blocked his path.

"Wait! I'll give you a one-year membership to the martial arts hall. You can use all the equipment for free. The only requirement is that I send you a video of the Crushing Fist; if you're interested after watching it, just contact me. How about it?"

For a two-meter-tall man, Chen Nan was truly humbling himself to get the other party to learn the Crushing Fist—not only offering free tuition but also a free year of membership.

Hearing about the one-year membership, Yang Feng's eyes lit up. This way, he wouldn't have to spend money to test his blood vitality here anymore. Finally, he stopped hesitating and agreed: "Fine!"

Chen Nan finally let out a sigh of relief. If the other party still refused, he would have been out of options.

***

After the two exchanged contact information, Yang Feng left the Crushing Fist Martial Arts Hall.

The beautiful receptionist, having watched the whole process, finally couldn't help but ask, "Head disciple, what if Yang Feng still isn't interested after watching the Crushing Fist tutorial video you sent him?"

"Impossible. Once an ordinary person sees the Crushing Fist performed by Master, they have absolutely no resistance to it. Besides, our Crushing Fist is considered a top-tier art among first-tier martial techniques. As long as he wants to become a martial artist quickly, he won't pass up the chance to be taught by Master personally." Chen Nan said, his eyes glowing with confidence.

At that moment, he seemed to already see the scene of Yang Feng calling him "Head Disciple." After all, that was exactly how he had been tricked by his own master back in the day!

***

As soon as he got home, he heard his mother's voice.

"Son, why are you back so late today?" Lu Qing said as she set the dishes on the table and retreated to the kitchen.

"Oh, just chatting with a friend," Yang Feng replied casually.

"I see. Yang Fu, Yang Zhi, come out and eat."

Hearing her, both of them came to the dining table.

On the table sat the usual giant pot of food. Seeing it gave Yang Feng a headache; before, he never had enough to eat, but now he had to force himself to finish it.

Once the family sat down, Lu Qing opened the lid of the large pot in the center.

Yang Feng was startled and then asked, "Is this beast meat?"

"Your mother saw that your complexion improved a lot after you ate beast meat last time, so she asked me to go buy some more," Yang Fu explained from the side.

Yang Feng couldn't help but offer a wry smile. His current state had nothing to do with beast meat.

"Mom, beast meat isn't a miraculous elixir. The reason my health improved has nothing to do with it."

The family didn't believe his explanation at all.

"Brother, I think beast meat is really good for you. I won't eat any this time; you eat it all," Yang Zhi suddenly promised, patting his chest!

Yang Feng could only rub his temples. How was he supposed to explain this?

***

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him. He put on a serious face and said, "Dad, I think I've awakened a special constitution. I've noticed my appetite has decreased a lot recently, but my physical stats, including my blood vitality, are rising rapidly!"

"Brother, are you sure? It doesn't look like it at all," Yang Zhi said, looking suspicious.

"Have you ever seen anyone awaken before?" Yang Feng countered.

Yang Zhi was speechless, but instinctively felt his brother was talking nonsense.

Yang Fu and Lu Qing looked at each other with doubt in their eyes. Finally, Yang Fu spoke up: "What you're saying is too far-fetched, and besides..."

Seeing his father hesitate, Yang Feng struck while the iron was hot: "Dad, why don't we run an experiment? For the next week, I'll eat the same amount as you guys. You can see if I get any weaker."

Lu Qing immediately objected: "Eating as much as us? You'll starve to death sooner or later! No, absolutely not!"

"Mom, I told you I awakened a special constitution. If your son is really hungry and can't take it, wouldn't I just find something to eat myself? Are you still worried that a grown man like me would starve to death?"

Lu Qing: "This..." She looked at Yang Fu for help.

"Forget it, let's listen to your son this time," Yang Fu finally said.

"Dad, Mom, if we're going to do an experiment, there can't be any variables. That means I can't eat the beast meat, otherwise how will we know if it's the effect of the meat or my awakened constitution? So, let Yang Zhi have the beast meat this time!"

Yang Zhi couldn't help but rub his hands in excitement: "Oh ho, brother is awesome!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached into the pot to grab the meat, completely forgetting the vow he had just made to not eat the beast meat!

Lu Qing instinctively wanted to stop him, but Yang Fu held her back: "Let him be this time. If it really is the effect of the beast meat, we'll just buy more next time."

Hearing this, Lu Qing silently lowered her hands.

Thus, most of the beast meat went into Yang Zhi's belly, and while Yang Feng avoided eating it, he finally didn't have to eat a giant pot of food for every meal.

A win-win!