From breaking the limits of the White Ape Fist to becoming a martial arts saint.

A cold wind swept across the training ground.

Su Yu and Wang Nianshen stood on either side, their qi pulling each other.

On the sidelines, Yang Chongren stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gleaming. Yang Zhen remained calm, while Yang Ai nervously twisted her fingers.

The guards further away craned their necks, eager to witness the martial artists sparring—an opportunity they rarely had.

"Brother Su, swords have no eyes, be careful!"

Wang Nianshen shouted and pulled the large knife from his back in a slightly exaggerated manner.

"Buzz!"

The blade is as wide as a door panel, indicating its immense power and weight. Its sharp edge reflects a dazzling white light in the winter sun.

"My greatsword is named 'Mountain Breaker,' weighs 108 jin, and is forged from refined iron. Brother Su, you'd better be careful!"

His appearance immediately drew gasps of alarm from the surrounding guards. Such heavy troops—a mere graze would result in injury, a direct hit would be fatal!

Su Yu's eyes lit up with joy; he hadn't expected to encounter someone who used the same swordsmanship as himself. Moreover, this sword was so heavy, the same weight as Mo Yuan's.

Now that he has broken through the barrier with the Spirit Ape Demon-Subduing Blade, he is looking for someone to test his skills on!

Without a word, Mo Yuan drew his sword. The black blade was as deep as an abyss, with silver patterns flowing across it and stardust shimmering on the edge.

"please!"

Wang Nianshen's eyes twitched. An expert could tell that the black knife... was probably not simple.

He struck a pose, swinging his broadsword a few times in the air, each swing accompanied by a hissing sound that tore through the air, making the onlookers even more amazed.

"Wang Gongfeng's broadsword is so heavy and sharp, yet it possesses such power with a casual swing. No wonder he's a master from the Ironclad Martial Arts School!"

"Yes, Ironclad Martial Arts School is one of the top martial arts schools in the city, on par with Hongshan and Zhuifeng. The martial artists who come out of it are all first-rate masters!"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wang Nianshen nodded with satisfaction. "I specialize in the Nine Revolutions Iron Armor Technique, the ultimate skill of the Iron Armor Martial Arts School! But today is a sparring match, so let's try the Black Tiger Saber Technique with Brother Su!"

Su Yu also assumed a fighting stance, ready to meet the enemy. "Please!"

"Take this! Black Tiger pounces on its prey!"

Wang Nianshen exerted force with his feet, his entire body moving like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, his momentum astonishing. He raised his broadsword high, creating a sharp whistling sound as he slashed down at Su Yu's head.

This move is extremely fast!

Su Yu was also taken aback. Wang Nianshen's speed was definitely among the best below the first level of acupoints, almost the same as his own.

You should know that his Seven Kill Thunder Step is a top-notch martial art, and he is almost at the proficiency level now.

The broadsword whistled as it came crashing down. Everyone who saw it thought it was an unstoppable, devastating blow.

Su Yu didn't dare to be careless and immediately took a step back with a sweeping step.

This Swaying Forest Step is a move from the White Ape Fist. Unlike the linear acceleration of the Thunderclap Step, it's suitable for small-scale movement and dodging. As his feet moved, Su Yu simultaneously unleashed a powerful Ape Arm Star-Plucking Strike, sweeping out a wide-range arc slash!

"clang!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out as Mo Yuan's blade tip precisely struck the back of the opponent's broadsword, repelling it.

Although he successfully blocked the attack, Su Yu frowned and took another step back.

Something is wrong!

At this moment, the veins on Wang Nianshen's arm suddenly bulged, and he felt a huge force coming from the knife, almost causing him to drop it. He quickly circulated his qi and blood to suppress it.

At the same time, he roared, "Good! Brother Su is quite something! He actually managed to block that attack!"

"Take another hit from me, Black Tiger Breaks the Gate!"

His swordplay shifted, and countless blades of light rained down like snowflakes, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring spectacle.

Su Yu retreated repeatedly, and was temporarily at a disadvantage.

Yang Chongren, who was watching, immediately nodded with a smile: "Master Wang is indeed shrewd; his swordsmanship is impenetrable, not something an ordinary martial artist can withstand!"

Yang Ai stamped her feet anxiously, crying out, "Brother Su, be careful!"

In the arena, Su Yu activated the Swaying Forest Step, dodging several blade flashes in succession.

However, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He had seen Cao Bin use the Black Tiger Door-Severing Blade before, and it was completely different from the one used by Wang Nianshen.

To be more precise, Cao Bin actually used the real Black Tiger Saber Technique!

Wang Nianshen's movements were large and intimidating, but in reality, they were mostly feints.

Not interesting.

Su Yu seemed to have guessed something; he suddenly stopped and stopped dodging.

His internal energy surged, his spine trembled, and his aura suddenly changed.

"Entangling Vines Lock the Demon!"

With a swift turn, Mo Yuan's blade sliced ​​through the myriad of sword lights, like a nimble ape climbing a vine, and precisely caught Wang Nianshen's broadsword.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

Wang Nianshen felt a sudden weight in his hand, as if his broadsword had been caught in a millstone. The terrifying force caused him excruciating pain in his hand, and the broadsword was completely out of his control and veered off course.

"not good!"

Wang Nianshen was shocked, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

Why is this kid's knife so heavy!

Damn it, could his knife really weigh 108 pounds?

He tried to pull the knife back, but found he couldn't get it out at all.

Damn it, Su Yu's swordsmanship is so strong, is he really from a small martial arts school?

That scoundrel Yang Chongren ruined me!

Knowing that the other party had such strength, he would never have dared to try and steal that hundred taels of salary.

Seeing his appearance, Su Yu immediately lost interest.

Wang Nianshen's broadsword was just for show; it looked huge and heavy, but in reality, it only weighed a few dozen kilograms and couldn't withstand Mo Yuan's strength at all.

As for his swordsmanship, it was only average. Not to mention now, even his previous basic Spirit Ape Demon Subduing Blade technique would have been enough to defeat his opponent.

If an opponent of similar skill level were to be fooled by his deceptive tactics, it might give him the upper hand and allow him to win.

But he has no chance of winning against Su Yu!

"it's over."

Su Yu changed his move again with Mo Yuan, his blade following the opponent's blade shaft upwards, heading straight for the center.

"The ape emerges from its cave!"

A flash of cold light!

Wang Nianshen felt a blur before his eyes, and then a bone-chilling coldness ran down his neck.

The screen went silent for a moment.

Su Yu held the knife in one hand, and Mo Yuan's sharp, abyss-like blade came to a steady stop in front of Wang Nianshen's carotid artery, less than half an inch from his skin.

You could even see the veins bulging on Wang Nianshen's neck throbbing violently.

The entire room fell silent.

Wang Nianshen, who had been dancing with great vigor just moments before, now stood frozen in place, his broadsword clattering to the ground.

Lost.

And it was a complete defeat.

From beginning to end, he was like a monkey trainer, easily subdued by Su Yu after Su Yu saw through him.

A chill ran through him. Damn it, Su Yu is so strong. Is Yang Chongren deliberately deceiving him to torment him?

Su Yu slowly sheathed his sword, his expression calm: "You flatter me, Elder Wang."

Wang Nianshen's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. He glanced at Su Yu, a hint of embarrassment and relief flashing in his eyes.

Fortunately, this person was magnanimous and forgave him so easily.

Wang Nianshen picked up the fallen broadsword and immediately burst into laughter, saying, "Brother Su is truly a promising young man, a dragon among men! In this contest, I am slightly inferior!"

"However, next time we have the chance to spar, I will go all out and use my Nine Revolutions Iron Armor Technique to test my skills!"

Su Yu's lips curled slightly, but he didn't expose him. Instead, he went along with it, saying, "Wang Gongfeng's hard skills are formidable. If he were to use them this time, the outcome would be unpredictable."

A sedan chair is carried by people; the world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social interactions.

Wang Nianshen immediately gave him a grateful look.

It doesn't matter if he loses this time; as long as he doesn't lose his reputation, he can continue to hold his post.

Sure enough, the crowd in the training ground erupted in exclamations of surprise, "This is what a battle between martial artists looks like! It's incredible!"

"Master Su is truly a promising young man, his swordsmanship is so formidable! This gives our Yang family a lot more confidence when we go out into the world!"

"Yes, yes, Wang Gongfeng is incredibly powerful. Look at that broadsword! One slash and who would dare to face it head-on!"

"But Su Gongfeng is still the most skilled; his swordsmanship is so deadly that anyone who gets in his way dies!"

"Don't forget, Master Wang didn't use his ultimate technique, the Nine Revolutions Iron Armor Skill. If he had, it would have been a life-or-death struggle, and the outcome would have been truly uncertain!"

As Su Yu and his companion approached the sidelines, Wang Nianshen burst into laughter, exclaiming, "Patriarch Yang, you certainly have a keen eye for talent to have managed to hire Brother Su with a salary of one hundred taels of silver!"

Yang Chongren was filled with mixed thoughts. Su Yu had actually defeated Wang Nianshen.

Wasn't it said that he had inferior aptitude and that his potential would be exhausted after breaking through to become a martial artist?

Despite being inwardly shocked, he maintained a perfectly measured smile: "Nephew Su is indeed young and promising. My daughter has excellent taste; the Yang family has truly struck gold this time!"

"Come, gentlemen, have a seat inside. Let's sign this contract."

After saying that, the group returned to the house.

Yang Chongren took out the contract, and Su Yu checked it and found no problems, so he signed it.

After all, a monthly salary of one hundred taels of silver is almost equivalent to a white-collar worker's salary, and this money will be of great help to his future cultivation.

As for whether Yang Chongren had any ulterior motives, Su Yu didn't care as long as the money was right.

Anyway, it's just a matter of getting paid to do one's job.

With the temporary assignment settled, the Yang family hosted a banquet for the two at Zhenxiu Restaurant at noon. The group toasted each other and enjoyed a sumptuous meal.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they dispersed.

Just as Su Yu was about to return to the martial arts school, he heard Wang Nianshen's voice behind him.

"Brother Su! Wait a moment!"

Wang Nianshen quickly caught up, his face now devoid of its feigned江湖气 (jianghu qi, a kind of chivalrous air), replaced by genuine friendliness: "Brother, thank you for giving me face before. Are you free today? There's a teahouse up ahead; let's talk about this temporary post."

"Then please!"