Chinese Superman

Xiang Xiaohu let out a low roar and stomped his feet hard on the ground!

The muscles beneath the training suit tensed instantly, and the Overlord Cauldron pendant on his chest emitted a faint bronze glow.

Although he was only five years old, he had already been learning martial arts from his father for a year, and when he put on his stance, he really had the aura of a young tiger emerging from its cage.

"Take this!"

Xiang Xiaohu stepped forward and charged, throwing a punch straight at Xia Xinghan's central gate.

The fist whistled through the air, its power far exceeding that of an ordinary child, clearly indicating the use of the Overlord Cauldron's enhancement.

This simple blessing will not deplete the vitality of the person wielding the weapon.

Xia Xinghan neither dodged nor avoided, nor did he even adopt any defensive stance.

He simply gazed calmly at Xiang Xiaohu with a pair of deep blue eyes.

In his field of vision, Xiang Xiaohu, who was rushing towards him, was moving as slowly as a tortoise.

This is Superman's dynamic vision!

Just as the fist was about to strike, Xia Xinghan slightly shifted his feet, making a tiny movement, and his body moved half an inch to the side by a hair's breadth.

A fist grazed past his clothes.

Xiang Xiaohu was taken aback for a moment, then changed his move, sweeping his left fist and kicking low with his right leg, his attack coming like a sudden downpour.

Although he had only learned rudimentary folk martial arts, with the divine power of the Overlord Cauldron, every strike he made was powerful and heavy, with a hissing sound as it cut through the air.

However, Xia Xinghan was like a willow catkin in the wind.

He always kept one hand behind his back, moving with ease through Xiang Xiaohu's relentless onslaught, relying solely on his footwork.

"Slow down, slow down!"

"It's too slow."

Xia Xinghan still had time to comment.

"you--!"

Xiang Xiaohu's face turned red with anger, and he launched an even fiercer attack.

"Are you even a man? If you're so capable, stop hiding and running away!!"

He suddenly leaped up and launched a "Tiger Descending the Mountain" attack in mid-air, throwing out both fists at once. The bronze cauldron shone brightly, and this attack used seven-tenths of his true strength!

"It's my skill to dodge, but if you're so capable, then hit me."

He retorted verbally, but this time, Xia Xinghan didn't dodge.

He raised his right hand—that small, white, and seemingly harmless hand with its five short fingers spread out—to meet Xiang Xiaohu's fist.

"Bang!"

The fist and palm collided, producing a muffled thud.

The scene that Xia Xinghan was expected to be blasted away did not occur.

Xiang Xiaohu felt as if his fist had hit a mountain, and the recoil made his entire arm go numb.

Xia Xinghan... remained completely still, not even the hem of his clothes swayed.

"The strength is not bad, probably with the force of a thousand catties of punch, but I don't know how much of it is due to the enhancement of the Overlord Cauldron."

Xia Xinghan nodded.

That's a punch with the force of a thousand pounds! Keep in mind, the opponent is a five-year-old child!

If this were to get out, it would be enough to shock the boxing world.

but--

"It's not enough for me."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Xinghan flicked his wrist, his chubby little hand gripping the other person's, pulling and leading.

Xiang Xiaohu immediately lost his balance, and was lifted into the air by a clever force, spinning half a circle before crashing to the ground with a thud.

"Well……"

Xiang Xiaohu gritted his teeth and got up, his eyes already showing a fierce determination to not admit defeat.

He took a deep breath, and the aura of the Overlord Cauldron on his chest suddenly solidified, his aura rising steadily.

"Again!"

"Come on then."

Xia Xinghan looked at the sunlight at his feet and shook his head inwardly.

This is his home turf...

Trying to compete with Superman under the sun is just asking for trouble.

The next five minutes became a one-sided "teaching session".

Specifically refers to being attacked unilaterally.

Xiang Xiaohu unleashed all the martial arts skills he had learned, even exceeding expectations, and then... nothing happened.

Finally, Xiang Xiaohu, his face bruised and swollen, was beaten to the ground by Xia Xinghan once again.

Xia Xinghan plopped down on Xiang Xiaohu's back.

The scene suddenly became bizarre and comical: a pink-cheeked baby of about one year old was sitting calmly on the back of a sturdy five-year-old boy, who was lying on the ground, struggling for a moment but unable to get up.

"Do you submit or not?" Xia Xinghan asked.

Xiang Xiaohu raised his head and shouted, "I refuse to accept this!"

"Snap"

Xia Xinghan slapped Xiang Xiaohu on the head.

"Do you submit? If not, I'll beat you until you do!"

Xiang Xiaohu lowered his face and said in a muffled voice, "...I give up."

"Speak louder."

"I give up!" Xiang Xiaohu cried out, his voice trembling with tears. "Wang Nezha, you're bullying me!"

In the courtyard rest area, Lin Tingwan was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

Old Qian, leaning on his cane, also shook his head, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"This child... actually defeated the weapon wielder with his bare hands. Although Xiao Hu did not fully unleash the mystical power of the Overlord Cauldron, it is still incredible."

Mr. Qian asked with a kind smile, "Is it no problem to send Xinghan to the Kaitian Class now?"

"Haha, I'm afraid Xinghan will bully others in the Kaitian Class."

Lin Tingwan's worry turned into reluctance.

After the competition ended, Xia Xinghan lightly jumped off Xiang Xiaohu's back.

The two children walked to the sidelines one after the other, one rubbing his bottom and grimacing, the other walking calmly and composedly.

Mr. Qian had been waiting here for a long time.

The old man leaned on his cane, watching the two children approach, a gentle smile in his eyes.

He first nodded to Xiang Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, the power of the Overlord Cauldron is beginning to show. With diligent practice in the future, you will surely become a great talent."

Xiang Xiaohu immediately straightened his back and shouted, "Yes! Grandpa Qian!"

Only then did Qian Lao turn his gaze to Xia Xinghan.

He slowly took out a brocade pouch from the inner pocket of his Zhongshan suit, carefully untied the rope, and took out an item—

It was a pure white jade lock, about the size of an adult's palm. The jade was warm and smooth like cream, and the carving was exquisite. It shimmered with a soft halo in the sunlight.

The front of the lock is carved with a "Three Abundances" pattern consisting of peaches, Buddha's hand citrons, and pomegranates, while the back features nine ruyi scepters in various shapes. The craftsmanship is exquisite and full of ancient charm.

"Zha'er".

Mr. Qian's voice was exceptionally gentle: "This 'Three Abundances and Nine Auspiciousnesses Jade Lock Ornament' is a first birthday gift for you."

"Three Abundances and Nine Good Fortunes" is a traditional Chinese auspicious pattern.

The Buddha's Hand citron is a homophone for "fortune," the peach symbolizes "longevity," and the pomegranate alludes to "many children," thus expressing the auspicious meaning of "abundant fortune, long life, and many children."

The nine-branch ruyi symbolizes "nine auspicious things," namely, like a mountain, like a hill, like a mound, like a ridge, like a flowing river, like the constant moon, like the rising sun, like the shade of pine and cypress, and like the longevity of the Southern Mountain—all of which are expressions of blessing.

Xia Xinghan tilted her head back, a hint of surprise flashing in her azure eyes.

He could sense the strange fluctuations emanating from the jade lock, a similar aura to the Overlord Cauldron on Xiang Xiaohu's chest, but with a gentler and more restrained feel.

Cultural relics.

No, to be precise, they are relics that have been "revived".

"This is a Class B relic."

Mr. Qian squatted down to look Xia Xinghan in the eye and patiently explained.

"Although it is not as powerful as the Overlord Cauldron, it has a rare characteristic—it does not discriminate against its owner. As long as a child wears it, its mysterious power can be activated."

He gently placed the jade lock in Xia Xinghan's small hand.

The jade lock felt warm to the touch, and a warm current spread from his palm throughout his body. Xia Xinghan even felt refreshed and clear-headed, with a sense of joy and ease that everything was going smoothly.

"It can automatically protect its owner and ward off evil spirits and disasters," Mr. Qian continued. "Most importantly, it hardly consumes the wearer's life force, making it a rare and gentle relic."

At this point, a hint of regret flashed in the old man's eyes, "I wanted to apply for that 'Five-Colored Longevity Thread' for you. It's a top-grade relic, and its protective power is even better... Unfortunately, due to the rules, it cannot be approved for the time being."