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Chapter 195 Ji Beichuan admits defeat, and the disciples begin their sparring exchange!
"start!"

At Meng Xihong's command, Ji Beichuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he launched the first attack!
He was well aware of the difference in cultivation levels and knew he had to use speed to overcome slowness and seize the initiative!
Ji Beichuan suddenly stomped his foot, causing the ground to tremble slightly. His body shot out like a cannonball, his right fist retracted to his waist, and his blood and qi surged through his body. Crimson flame patterns appeared on his fist, and a scorching and domineering wave of energy erupted from it!

The first move of the Great Sun Furnace Fist: The Crimson Emperor Descends Upon the Sky!

His fists flew like dragons, carrying boundless power and scorching blood, heading straight for Qin Zhan's center!
Faced with this fierce punch, Qin Zhan not only did not dodge or avoid it, but his eyes blazed with fighting spirit!
He also let out a low shout, and his blood and qi surged forth. Although it was not as pure and refined as Ji Beichuan's, it was even more magnificent and vast!
He also used the same first move of the Great Sun Furnace Fist, Crimson Emperor Descending to the Sky, to fiercely meet the attack!
"boom!"

Two fists, enveloped in scorching heat and blood, collided violently like two meteors colliding, without any fancy moves!
A deep, thunderous explosion rang out!

The visible air blast spread out in a ring, stirring up dust from the ground!

Their fists parted the moment they touched!
Ji Beichuan swayed slightly before regaining his balance. His punches continued unabated, his left fist catching up like a venomous dragon emerging from its lair.

Qin Zhan took two steps back, dissipating the fierce and domineering force of the punch. His arm went numb, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he had suppressed his cultivation, the other party's mastery of the "Furnace Scripture" and proficiency in the Great Sun Furnace Fist were indeed far superior to his own!
"Good!" Qin Zhan was not surprised but delighted, and shouted loudly as he charged forward again.

In an instant, fists flew across the center of the training ground, and blood and qi surged!

Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
The dull thuds of punches landing were like a barrage of war drums, echoing across the training ground!

Ji Beichuan brought out the full power of the "Honglu Jing" and the Great Sun Honglu Fist.

His attacks were relentless, and at times he would unleash a powerful move, the Crimson Emperor Descending to the Heavens, whose energy waves were scorching.

Sometimes he can transform into a golden crow and burn the sea with a single move, his fist force spiraling and penetrating, cunning and ruthless.

At other times, it is a move that embodies the heavy meaning of melting the sky and forging mountains, with the fist force as strong as a mountain and full of oppressive power!
Ji Beichuan fully utilized his understanding of this technique, firmly controlling the initiative on the field and forcing Qin Zhan to retreat and parry continuously, appearing to be in grave danger.

“The hall master is mighty!”

The disciples of the Body Refining Hall watched with great excitement, their cheers rising in waves, thrilled by Ji Beichuan's dominance.

Qin Zhan appeared to be on the defensive and at a disadvantage in the battle.

However, his powerful divine sense and rich combat experience in the late stage of Foundation Establishment allowed him to quickly adapt and learn amidst his seemingly disheveled defense, while simultaneously analyzing Ji Beichuan's boxing style.

Although he was no match for Meng Xihong, Qin Zhan's profound strength began to gradually emerge when facing Ji Beichuan, whose cultivation was far inferior to his own.

After twenty moves, Qin Zhan's eyes changed!
The initial awkwardness and hesitation have disappeared, replaced by insight and composure!

Just as Ji Beichuan unleashed a powerful attack that struck straight at his chest.

Qin Zhan slightly shifted his body, no longer directly confronting the opponent, but instead skillfully blocked with his arm, deflecting some of the force.

With his other hand, he emerged like a venomous snake from its hole, his five fingers clenched into a fist, his blood and qi instantly compressed and exploded, delivering a straight punch that was simple to the extreme but as fast as lightning, aimed directly at the gap under Ji Beichuan's ribs exposed by the exertion of force!

Offense and defense change!

Ji Beichuan was startled, not expecting the opponent to react so quickly and launch such a cunning attack!

He quickly raised his arm to block.

"Bang!" As their fists clashed, Ji Beichuan felt an incredibly concentrated force, far exceeding anything he had experienced before, which caused his blood and qi to surge and his offensive to falter.

Qin Zhan, however, pressed his advantage relentlessly, and after his successful strike, he completely switched from defense to a frenzied attack!

He no longer adhered to the complete Great Sun Furnace Fist techniques, but instead incorporated its essence into his own honed military combat skills!

Fists, palms, fingers, elbows, knees—every part of the body has been transformed into a deadly weapon!
His offensive was like a raging storm, or a charge on the battlefield, unstoppable and carrying a fierce and brutal aura!
Although it is still based on the Qi and blood of the "Honglu Jing", the boxing style has become more direct, efficient and ruthless!
Often, before Ji Beichuan could fully unleash his exquisite boxing moves, Qin Zhan would interrupt and counterattack in a more concise and swift manner!

The situation was completely reversed in just a few breaths!

Ji Beichuan went from taking the initiative to attacking to being exhausted and could only barely hold on under Qin Zhan's overwhelming offensive, retreating step by step!

He felt that his opponent's power was inexhaustible, and each strike was as heavy as a mountain, making his muscles and bones ache and his blood and qi disordered.

After barely managing to hold on for another ten moves, Ji Beichuan was drenched in sweat and breathing rapidly.

He seized an opening, leaped back several feet, and escaped the battle. He wiped the sweat from his brow and said with a helpless bitter smile, "Master Qin is too strong. I admit defeat."

Ji Beichuan knew perfectly well that if Qin Zhan hadn't just begun studying the "Furnace Classic" and his boxing skills weren't yet fully refined, he would probably have been defeated even faster.

The vast gap between cultivation level and combat experience cannot be completely bridged by a profound understanding of the techniques in a short period of time.

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhan immediately stopped his attack, and the surging blood and qi around his body gradually calmed down.

He showed no arrogance despite his victory. Instead, he solemnly clasped his hands and said, "Sect Master Ji, you are too kind! My victory lies in my cultivation and some experience."
In terms of understanding and application of the "Baking the Furnace Manual," I am far inferior to Master Ji in both refinement and depth. If we were at the same level, I, Qin, would be no match for him.

Qin Zhan's words were not just polite formalities, but came from the bottom of his heart.

Through the battle with Ji Beichuan, he gained a deeper understanding of the potential of the "Honglu Jing" and his own shortcomings.

"Master Qin is too modest."

Ji Beichuan returned the greeting with clasped hands, feeling a greater respect for the newly appointed head of the Divine Martial Hall.

The two hall masters admired each other, and the atmosphere in the audience became even more enthusiastic.

The disciples of Shenwu Hall were all so excited that their faces turned red, and they burst into deafening cheers like a pack of wolves that had won a battle!

They witnessed firsthand the power of their leader and were filled with pride!
The disciples of the Body Refining Hall were somewhat disheartened to see their hall master defeated.

But recalling his master's strong performance in the early stages, where he had steadily overpowered Qin Zhan, and the exquisite Great Sun Furnace Fist, he immediately felt proud.

His fighting spirit not only did not diminish, but became even stronger, and he couldn't wait to go on the field and compete with the disciples of the Divine Martial Hall!
"Alright, warm-up complete."

Meng Xihong's voice rang out again, silencing the commotion below: "Next, disciples from both halls will take turns sparring as previously arranged! Remember, stop when you've made your point; the focus is on verifying what you've learned!"

"Yes, Sect Master!" A thunderous response echoed through the sky.

The disciples from both halls, who had been unable to contain themselves any longer, immediately took turns heading towards the designated sparring area in the center of the training ground.

(End of this chapter)