Heaven rewards diligence; he fought his way through chaos to become a saint.

Chapter 134 One Punch

These teenagers in the training ground must all be disciples carefully selected by Yan Shengwan, people with great potential.

Seeing that their senior sister Yan Qing was about to fight, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over.

Several middle-aged martial arts instructors also came over with great interest, watching the two of them with smiles.

They had heard that a martial arts master of the Transformation Realm was to be recruited recently. Usually, Yan Shengwan would let a few of them try their skills, but they did not expect that today she would let her own daughter participate.

Yan Qing was like a bright pearl in the sect. He had excellent talent and aptitude, and he practiced his skills diligently. He was quite skilled.

Moreover, given their strength at the Embracing the Core stage, they found this scene quite interesting and decided to have the young people fight each other.

The prospect of a man losing to a woman was something these middle-aged martial artists were quite looking forward to.

Ye Ci looked at the girl in front of him, but did not rush to make a move.

Yan Qing, on the other side, beckoned with his finger: "Come."

"Don't be afraid."

"Afraid----"

Ye Ci paused for a moment. It wasn't that he was a chauvinist, but he felt it was inappropriate to actually throw a punch at two young women.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Yan Qing suddenly burst forth, his feet slamming into the ground, his movements becoming as nimble as a wild goose, and he arrived at lightning speed.

Taking advantage of the acceleration from the impact, just before she was about to reach him, she suddenly twisted her waist and abdomen, flipped her body, and kicked her long right leg like a broadsword, kicking towards Ye Ci with a whistling wind.

At that moment, Ye Ci's feet surged with power. Without any running start, his upper body remained still, and he used only one foot to propel himself forward more than two meters like an arrow, dodging the attack with ease.

This movement technique caused a hint of surprise to flash in Yan Shengwan's eyes as she stood to the side with her arms crossed. She slowly commented, "Not bad. The use of strength is skillful, the foundation of movement is solid, and the basic skills are also excellent. It must have been taught by a good teacher."

The other martial arts masters nodded in agreement.

"The young man who dares to come to Wucheng is indeed quite capable."

They said this because Yan Qing's offensive had not stopped, and he showed no sign of yielding. He clearly wanted to test Ye Ci's true abilities.

Ye Ci responded calmly, constantly dodging and avoiding any attacks.

He carefully considered the gap between himself and the martial arts master who had reached the highest level of cultivation.

Yan Qing's boxing techniques, body movements, and on-the-spot responses were all skillful and natural, clearly indicating that he had practiced martial arts since childhood and had an extremely solid foundation.

However, her boxing style lacked the ferocity of life-and-death experience and had more of the discipline of her master's teachings, suggesting that she had never truly experienced life-and-death battles.

He understood this deeply, but Yan Qing felt a sense of frustration, like hitting cotton.

"Don't treat me like a woman," Yan Qing said angrily.

I generally don't treat my opponents as people.

Almost the instant the thought crossed Ye Ci's mind, Yan Qing moved with lightning speed, bridging the distance between them, transforming into a palm strike with a sharp gust of wind, aiming for Ye Ci's chest.

This move was both swift and ruthless.

Before others could see clearly, Ye Ci, standing opposite, noticed the slight tremor in Yan Qing's shoulder the moment she exerted her strength, and predicted her move.

Just as she lunged forward, Ye Ci slightly shifted his body to the side and unleashed a lightning-fast right punch.

The punch was aimed straight at Yan Qing's throat.

"boom!"

"not good!"

Yan Shengwan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he cried out in alarm. He kicked off the ground, ready to intervene in the fight.

Even if his daughter has just reached the Dan stage, she has only just reached that stage. If he is unlucky, this punch could be fatal or seriously injured.

The martial arts masters nearby were also taken aback, because the sound of Ye Ci's punch, which pierced the air, clearly showed the power of a cultivator at the Core Formation stage.

False Core Formation!

groove!

Master!

Their hearts pounded wildly, and a string of surprised curses instantly popped into their minds.

Because the force of this punch was even slightly greater than that of Yan Qing.

The moment Ye Ci threw the punch, his pupils shrank, and he bent down slightly, managing to lower the punch a little.

Bang!

The punch landed squarely on Yan Qing's chest.

Ye Ci believed that a woman with a strong inner strength should have a chest as hard as a rock.

Clearly, the sensation from his punches was initially soft and gentle, before becoming hard.

Overall, it feels a bit like hitting a punching bag in a past life.

I thought he'd be as hard as Qin Lie!

Fortunately, Yan Qing reacted extremely quickly, twisting his body abruptly and withdrawing slightly, skillfully deflecting some of the force. However, he was still struck in the chest by the punch, flying back five or six zhang before crashing heavily to the ground, rolling once, and then stubbornly rolling back half a circle.

Amidst the rising dust, she stood up, brushed herself off, and looked around. Seeing the surprised looks on everyone's faces, her cheeks flushed red all the way to her ears.

"Thank you for your concession."

Ye Ci stood there, awkwardly cupping his hands in a gesture of respect.

In fact, he had a completely new understanding of the "Bao Dan Jin" (抱丹劲), and its power had reached every part of his skin and hair.

Ultimately, he believed that Yan Qing was only comparable to Zhang Guan when he activated the Dragon Elephant Skill, but in terms of defense, Yan Qing no longer needed to deliberately control it.

In other words, the warriors of Baodan are more durable.

"Again!"

Yan Qing was stubborn by nature. He rubbed his chest, gritted his teeth angrily, and was about to attack again.

They really don't treat me like a woman!

Is it honesty or intentional?

Ye Ci carefully examined the other person's chest.

As expected of a martial arts master who has reached the Dan level, he showed no signs of deformation.

"alright."

Just then, Yan Shengwan quietly let out a sigh of relief before speaking up to stop them.

"Xiaoqing, although Ye Ci hasn't reached the Core Formation stage, his move just now was clearly the power of a nascent Core Formation cultivator. Therefore, you still need to practice martial arts diligently. In a fight between martial artists, the outcome is often decided in an instant."

"They weren't holding back just now, and now you can barely even speak."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ci glanced awkwardly at the other person's snow-white neck, thinking that perhaps she was unable to speak.

Yan Qing, bewildered, angrily retorted, "How did he show any mercy?!"

As she spoke, she looked around, as if trying to find someone to speak for her.

The surrounding martial artists all avoided their gazes and chuckled dryly a few times.

"Go practice your martial arts!"

Yan Shengwan emphasized the word "daughter," then her gaze fell on Ye Ci, scrutinizing him as she slowly asked, "Have you killed anyone?"

Ye Ci nodded slightly and calmly said, "My family was poor in my early years, so I was forced into corvée labor. Later, when the war intensified, I was directly conscripted into the army and fought alongside some officers, so naturally I killed people. After returning home, I seriously practiced martial arts, so I killed far fewer people, but they were all wicked and evil-doers—"

He casually mentioned the past, making it clear that he was not the kind of vicious criminal.

Upon hearing this, Yan Shengwan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile: "Judging from the timing and movements you made, I can tell you've been through life and death. This isn't something that can be achieved simply through martial arts training."

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"As for your background, I won't delve into it. If there were any problems, even wealthy families wouldn't dare to invite you to be their retainer."

Ye Ci nodded, knowing that Yan Zhan must have told him about his background.

Yan Shengwan continued, "But if you are too bloodthirsty, it will not be good for your martial arts. I saw your punch just now. The killing move was almost completely integrated into the move. Taking a life was almost subconscious—"

Ye Ci frankly said, "I am indeed not very good at martial arts, but I will practice more in the future."

"Practice more martial arts?"

Yan Qing brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and carefully recalled Ye Ci's attack.

As someone who experienced it firsthand, she couldn't see things as clearly as an outsider in the blink of an eye; she only saw a punch coming.

Then my chest hurt a lot.

Is he going to kill me?

How is that possible!

Yan Qing thought to herself: More martial arts practice? He beat me and then deliberately says things like that—