"Boss, this martial art is really difficult to train. We focused on training for a month and ate so much good food and used so much training equipment. Only then did we manage to cultivate some of the internal strength that the coach mentioned."
Four people in police uniforms were sitting upright in the car. A young man complained to the middle-aged man beside him.
"It's already good enough that you can cultivate. Why are you still complaining here? In the past, so many people couldn't cultivate inner strength throughout their entire lives. We managed to cultivate it in a month. You just don't know how lucky you are." The middle-aged man shook his head.
"Hehehe, isn't that just in time for this good era? Moreover, I heard that martial arts are nothing. The higher-ups are collecting and modifying immortal cultivation techniques. I didn't expect something like immortal cultivation to really exist."
"You sure are well informed, kid."
The middle-aged man did not look surprised. Clearly, he knew the news as well. The other three appeared very surprised.
"What? You can cultivate to become immortal? Captain Zhao, is he telling the truth?"
"Why have I never heard anyone talk about it?"
"It makes sense when I think about it. I already have martial arts. It doesn't seem impossible to become immortal."
Zhao Aiguo looked helpless. "Alright, alright. Little Liu is right, but this matter is still far away. Don't think too much."
"I didn't tell you this before because I was afraid you'd be distracted. But since you're so interested, I won't hide it."
"Many martial arts have been preserved. The higher-ups collected all kinds of martial arts manuals and invited many researchers to study them. They summarized the most effective martial arts, which are the ones we cultivate."
"However, there are too few immortal cultivation techniques that have been preserved. Moreover, most of the immortal cultivation techniques that have been preserved are unorthodox. There's not much use for reference."
"Therefore, at this stage, it's better to cultivate martial arts rather than to rely on immortal cultivation techniques."
"I see."
Realization dawned on the men.
These words had indeed affected their determination to cultivate martial arts. No wonder Captain Zhao did not take the initiative to say it previously.
There was a brief silence in the car.
Suddenly, someone who was looking out the window at the scenery shouted, "Captain Zhao, there's a thief!"
A wretched-looking man grabbed the girl in front of him when she wasn't looking and yanked her backpack away. Then he turned and ran.
"Chase."
There were too many people to drive. Zhao Aiguo gave the order and got out first. Light-footed, he chased after the thief.
The other three also got out of the car and chased after him at a speed that far exceeded that of ordinary people.
"What's the situation?"
Sensing something was wrong, the thief peered over his shoulder, then nearly died of fright.
Four men in police uniforms were chasing him. The nearest one was barely five feet away.
"Holy shit! You forced me!"
The thief cursed. Phantoms appeared on his feet, and his speed increased in a very short time.
If he had not obtained a movement technique manual some time ago, he would have really died today.
Did these idiots think that they were powerful just because they had more people? They didn't expect that there was such a thing as martial arts in this world, right?!
The thief was secretly glad.
"This speed!" Zhao Aiguo was not angry at the speed of the thief in front of him.
He did not expect to have an unexpected gain. The higher-ups were collecting cultivation manuals everywhere. This was simply a credit from the heavens!
With that thought in mind, he stopped suppressing himself and charged forward with all his strength.
The two of them moved like lightning through the crowd, startling the pedestrians on the road into shouting.
Ordinary people had never seen such speed. As soon as it appeared in his line of sight, it ran behind him. Bolt couldn't be that fast.
Passersby picked up their phones and took pictures, not caring about the danger.
The thief and Zhao Aiguo were also in an awkward situation.
One was embarrassed that he could not escape the pursuit of the police even though he had used his movement technique. The other was embarrassed that he had exposed his strength to the public.
Even though there were no orders from the higher-ups to prohibit it, they still reminded him not to show his power beyond normal limits in front of the public. Zhao Aiguo did not expect to violate such words so quickly.
The two of them were as fast as lightning. They chased each other for two entire blocks.
When they reached the third street, Lin Yi, who was shopping for food in a shop, paused and looked up at the two men in the distance.
"Isn't this Uncle Zhao? Is he… chasing someone?"
The two of them were very fast to ordinary people, but to Lin Yi, they were only so-so. Moreover, his perception was sharp. He could sense these two abnormal people from afar.
Zhao Aiguo was Zhao Wanting's father. When he was young, Lin Yi often went to the Zhao family to freeload.
"Uncle Zhao seems to need a little help."
With just a glance, Lin Yi could tell that their speeds were average. If they were to continue chasing like this, it was hard to say if they would lose them.
His fingers twitched in his pocket.
The thief was about to put one foot on the ground when he felt needle-like pain at the bottom of his foot.
"Ah!"
He couldn't help it. He let out a cry of pain, and naturally, his movements slowed. A second later, he felt a hand on his neck.
Then, involuntarily, he was lifted into the air.
"Run, keep running!"
Zhao Aiguo was panting and quickly put a pair of special handcuffs and leg cuffs on him.
"Brother, I just stole something. There's no need to handcuff me like this, right?" The thief struggled for a moment but did not break free. He accepted his fate, but he still made a normal request. After all, there were so many people watching. It was a little embarrassing to look like a death row prisoner.
"It's a new rule. We have to be stricter when dealing with people like you who have practiced martial arts." Zhao Aiguo lowered his voice.
Shock showed in the thief's eyes.
"How can you tell I practiced martial arts? Are there many like me?"
Zhao Aiguo ignored him and looked at the crowd around him.
"That's enough. No pictures. It's just a small thing. Dismissed."
Even though everyone was curious about their speed, they didn't think much of it. They just thought it was an ordinary police case for a thief.
The crowd evacuated. Zhao Aiguo's eyes lit up as if he had seen something. He called forward.
"Xiaoyi, come here, come here. Why are you alone in the street? Where's Wanting? Didn't she come with you?"
Lin Yi walked over and said, "I needed something at home, so I came down the mountain to buy some. There was no trouble, Wanting. I came down by myself."
"What? You came down here by yourself?" Zhao Aiguo frowned. "You're still running around alone in your condition. Aren't you afraid of dying on the road?"
"It's okay, Uncle Zhao. I've been taking some medicine prescribed by an expert recently. I feel much better." Lin Yi began to lie.
'Better?'
Zhao Aiguo studied Lin Yi carefully. With this look, he could indeed tell that Lin Yi was different.