Chapter 014: Destroyer of Worldviews

Delicious, delicious, delicious... it's just too delicious.

As a wealthy woman, Yazi had eaten many delicacies and gourmet foods, but only today did she realize that compared to what she was eating now, everything she had eaten before was nothing.

It was completely pig-slop level stuff.

What she was eating now was true delicacy, surpassing any flavor people could imagine.

So much so that when Yazi ate, all praise and exclamation in her mind vanished, leaving only the simplest and purest thought... delicious!

So she ate without stopping, eating continuously, until she could eat no more.

"No more, no more, I can't eat another bite." Yazi looked at the remaining food on the table, her eyes full of longing, but her stomach had already sent her a warning.

If I eat any more, I'll really end up in the hospital.

So Yazi reluctantly put down her chopsticks, looked up at Wang Bo, and said, "Your cooking skills are amazing. Did you just step out of a TV drama as the god of cuisine?"

Yazi, living in the ordinary world, naturally would not think that the reason these things were delicious was entirely due to the flavor of the ingredients themselves.

So she naturally attributed all the deliciousness of the food to Wang Bo's cooking skills.

Wang Bo couldn't be bothered to argue, instead saying half-jokingly, “I remember someone once said that to conquer a woman's heart, you must first conquer her stomach. Do you think I've conquered yours?”

Ya Zi suddenly realized, "So that's your plan. Let me tell you, give up. Even if you conquer my stomach, I won't be swayed, because eating such delicious food every day, I'm afraid I'll get as fat as a pig. By then, I'll be out of breath after just a few steps—how can I still be a police officer?"

Wang Bo couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Yazi couldn't help but laugh as well.

After laughing, Wang Bo got up to clear the dishes, and Yazi helped, the two of them busying themselves in the kitchen.

Soon, everything was washed clean and put back into the cupboard.

Just then, Wang Bo noticed Yazi opening her mouth several times, hesitating as if she had something to say. He couldn't help asking, "If there's something you want to say, just say it. Between friends, there's no need to be so evasive."

Upon hearing this, Ya Zi mustered her courage and said, "Actually, the reason I came to see you today is that I want to become your apprentice and learn from you."

"Apprenticing yourself to a master?"

"Yes, I want to learn the martial art of fighting over forty people alone from you. I wonder if you'd be willing to teach me." Yazi asked with a smile.

She had learned military combat techniques at the police academy and performed excellently, capable of taking on seven or eight big men single-handedly, but no more than that.

In Ya Zi's view, Wang Bo taking down more than forty people single-handedly with his bare hands was nothing short of a myth.

Especially since Wang Bo came out unscathed.

This made Yazi exclaim in disbelief—even her former instructor wasn't this formidable.

"I was wondering why you'd call me—turns out you had this in mind." Wang Bo stroked his chin. "Apprenticing yourself to learn skills—you actually thought of that."

"Judging by your expression, you're unwilling, huh." Yazi wasn't angry either; after all, such formidable martial arts—it was only natural that he wouldn't want to pass them on to her.

She just wanted to give it a try.

Wang Bo said, "Actually, I am not proficient in martial arts. To be precise, the reason I was able to beat more than forty people is that I was born with superhuman strength."

"Innate divine strength?" Yazi looked at him suspiciously.

Wang Bo was also quite helpless—he really didn't know any fighting techniques, or rather, he had never learned any. When he fought, he relied solely on his superhuman, steel-like body and his Spartan bloodline.

In short, it was bullying others with strength and speed.

Other than that, there was the Ripple Breathing Technique.

"That's right, I'm born with superhuman strength. A thousand pounds is nothing to me; I could even lift a tripod like the Conqueror." Wang Bo struck a bodybuilder's pose, showing off his steel-like muscles.

Ya Zi pinched Wang Bo's pectoral muscles, feeling as if she were pinching steel—unyielding yet retaining the suppleness of muscle.

But even so, it still made her exclaim, “This is too much.”

"Born this way, what can I do about it?" Wang Bo pretended to look innocent.

"You really don't understand martial arts?"

"No," Wang Bo shook his head. After a moment's thought, he added, "But I am well-versed in Ripple Qigong."

"Ripple Qigong? You know qigong? Could it be hard qigong?" Yazi exclaimed. At the police academy, her instructor had mastered hard qigong. In fact, Yazi had also studied hard qigong, which gave her great endurance against blows, enabling her to single-handedly defeat seven or eight big men.

"It's not hard qigong. How should I put it... it's a relatively powerful form of qigong, I suppose."

Ripple Qigong is completely different from Hard Qigong. Although this qigong was created to deal with the Pillar Men and vampires, it also has remarkable effects on humans.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you the Ripple Breathing technique. This breathing method is also very powerful; mastering it can enhance your strength."

Wang Bo said without exaggeration, "If you practice well, you might even be able to take on dozens of people by yourself."

"Really? Ripple Qigong is that powerful?"

Yazi was a bit skeptical. If it were said that Wang Bo was born with superhuman strength, she could believe that—after all, there had been such people in ancient times. But claiming that a single qigong technique could allow one to fight dozens of opponents—that was too exaggerated.

She hadn't forgotten that her instructor had once said that the inner strength and such in martial arts novels didn't exist.

Hard qigong merely uses special breathing techniques and physical impact-resistance training to further enhance the pain tolerance and cell density and strength of the trained body parts.

Like the ability to injure someone from a distance in novels, it's simply a joke.

"That's right, Ripple Qigong is just that powerful. If you don't believe me, I can show you." Wang Bo took a sip of water and spat it out.

The water contained ripples that shot out like a curved blade, effortlessly cutting off a corner of the tablecloth, as if sliced by a knife—the cut was smooth and clean.

"Just now, what I used was the ripple of Ripple Qigong. The power is decent, isn't it?"

Yazi stared blankly at the corner of the dining table that had been cut off, unable to snap out of it for a long time. This was far more than just decent—it was simply unbelievable.

The worldview she had built up over a long period of time completely collapsed at this moment.

"Didn't you say there was no such thing as internal energy in this world? Instructor, you lied to me!"

When Wang Bo heard Yako's muttering, he couldn't help but say, "Let me correct you first: Ripple Qigong and internal energy are two completely different things. Don't conflate them."