Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 297 - 244: From Beginner to Divine (Part 2)

"Watch me make it a little more challenging for you!"

He grasped the remote and suddenly flicked a hidden switch.

BOOM!!!

In an instant, the water sprayed from the surf machine expanded countless times, crashing together with the pool water to form surging waves. The pool water, like a monstrous wave, rushed towards Wang Ye.

At that moment, Wang Ye's expression subtly changed.

This water output already exceeded the normal performance of a surf machine.

He thought the fourth gear, enough to overwhelm professionals, was the machine's limit.

Unexpectedly, Jeff had secretly kept an ace up his sleeve!

What Wang Ye didn't know was that Jeff, a former national team member, was not content to spend the rest of his life idly in a surfing facility meant for children.

As a former extreme athlete, no matter how old he got, the drive for thrill and extremity never left his heart, reminiscent of a twenty-year-old.

Thus, the surf machine had been secretly modified by engineers hired at a high price, with maximum power exceeding 1000KW and a water capacity over 300m³, more than five times that of a regular mobile dual-channel surf machine. At maximum power, it could suddenly create waves over five meters high, enough to completely submerge a person.

Theoretically speaking, the water pressure at the fifth gear is precisely twice that of the fourth. On a base of the fourth gear, which is enough to bash a person black and blue, doubling it again illustrates just how terrifying the fifth gear's water pressure is.

After doing all this, Jeff seemed still unsatisfied, picking up a BB gun toy previously prepared, like holding a Gatling gun, and continuously firing at Wang Ye.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

The instantly overwhelming giant waves and countless randomly flying BB pellets.

Putting Wang Ye momentarily in a trap.

No matter front, back, left, or right, there was almost no space to dodge.

If it were any top surfer worldwide suddenly facing such an emergency, they would probably just be swept away obediently by the giant wave. Even if there was a trace of escape space nearby, these short tenths of seconds would be enough to cause a blank mind, unable to promptly take any measures.

Even with sufficient reaction speed, most surfers' skills wouldn't be enough to escape in such extreme situations.

In a flash, Wang Ye crouched and jumped,

actually letting go of the surfboard he was firmly stepping on.

During surfing, separating from the board is a huge taboo.

On unpredictable waves, any slightest foot separation from the surfboard leads to instant loss of control. This means the surfer might never be able to return to the board, hence most surfers bind a rope from their ankle to the surfboard, preventing foot separation.

Yet Wang Ye resolutely left the board, separating more than two meters.

"Is he attempting to use these seconds of separation to evade BB pellets?" Jeff squinted, "A very bold act, but also extremely foolish."

He didn't think Wang Ye could land correctly back on the unsteady surfboard after separating.

This isn't a swiftly driven skateboard on flat ground where traces can be seen.

The surfboard on irregular waves is like a chaotic system without any patterns to follow, making it hard to predict its trajectory based on experience.

Thus, to Jeff, Wang Ye's behavior was nothing but a foolish choice made out of desperation.

But in the next moment, Jeff's notion was utterly shattered.

Wang Ye, after jumping, lingered in the air for about two seconds, evading the encircling BB pellets.

Then he flipped in mid-air, precisely landing on the surfboard three meters away, with his stance almost unchanged from pre-jump — his feet still shoulder-width, standing at the back-middle of the surfboard, meaning Wang Ye had perfectly predicted his landing spot!

"This is impossible...!" Jeff's eyes froze instantly, "The surfboard had clearly been pushed over two meters by the waves, how could he still land on it?"

Unknown to Jeff, Wang Ye mastered an exceptionally skilled Wind Manipulation Skill.

Even in mid-air, he could precisely control his position and landing point.

To know, he was an Ozaki's Eight challenge contender, capable of adjusting landing sites to centimeter accuracy when parachuting at eight thousand meters altitude!

At this moment, Wang Ye, after evading BB pellets, began confronting the impact of the fifth gear water pressure waves,

The fifth gear water pressure forcibly sprayed out three-meter-tall hilly white waves in the narrow venue,

Wang Ye continuously adjusted his center of gravity, diving down in an extremely perilous stance on the hilly wave crest.

He was like a skier pursued by an avalanche, threats looming behind,

yet he showed no tremor or fear, continuously racing ahead of death.

About a minute or so later.

The water gradually calmed down.

Only then did Wang Ye stop his surfing movements, and jump ashore.

Just as he was about to retrieve the surfboard from the pool.

Jeff walked over, patting his shoulder,

"It's truly surprising, you've improved to a level stronger than me in just a few days."

"Joking, still far off," Wang Ye shook his head, smiling.

He knew he was only at level 4 now, far from human peak in skill level.

Making such high difficulty moves was purely due to his strong fundamentals.

Jeff couldn't help rubbing his beer belly, muttering, "Stop being modest, although I haven't systematically trained in years, I was still a national team member once, I can tell your level. Training to this level in such a short time is definitely a globally sensational matter. Yet compared to your other athletic achievements, it seems not much."

Jeff, as a former national team athlete, occasionally followed the sports circle.

Recently, Wang Ye's deadlifting a ton attracted quite a buzz.

Even many regular folks knew of this event, Jeff of course couldn't have missed hearing about it.

Considering Wang Ye's speed and strength both surpassed human peaks,

And now within days, from zero surfing basis to Peak Level skills.

Jeff felt his molar almost crushing.

So defying the heavens.

So damn defying the heavens.

In front of Wang Ye, his decades of hard training seemed laughably childish.

Thinking so, Jeff couldn't help but ask, "Could it be... you really are a Cultivator?"

Since Wang Ye's deadlifting a ton video went viral, "cultivator" also became a popular term on foreign networks. They even coined a new word akin to kung fu (kongfu), Tao (Tao), baozi (Baozi), etc.

Thus, hearing this word from Jeff wasn't surprising for Wang Ye.

Wang Ye pondered for a moment, then chuckled with a nod, "Maybe I really am."

Upon hearing this, Jeff couldn't help but laugh heartily, "This coming from you, I actually feel you are not a Cultivator."

The two chatted briefly, and Wang Ye changed into regular clothes, preparing to leave the surfing facility for some rest.

Since Wang Ye currently surpassed Jeff's level, Jeff himself felt he had nothing further to teach Wang Ye, considering refunding the remaining thousands of fees for the next half month's lessons.

But Wang Ye refused, stating he planned to continue training for the upcoming half month.

Better safe than sorry. Before officially challenging Cortes Sea, he wished to max out his surfing skill level on a safer surf machine.

After returning to the hotel, Wang Ye slept for an hour.

Upon awakening,

He intended to watch some videos,

Only to find his surfing footage from last night had once again been uploaded to Twitter.

Unlike previous times, the video of him challenging the fifth gear water pressure had noticeably higher popularity.

Even video from Wang Ye's first-day training to this session had been edited together for upload, clearly to show his rapid progress.

The video title was —

"From Beginner to Divine in Just Seven Days!"