Physical immortality begins with Bajiquan

After Mo Guangren left, the entire inner courtyard remained silent for three breaths before soft whispers began to circulate.

Li Yiping then noticed Qin Heng standing next to Zhang Mingyuan. He paused for a moment, then looked at his senior brother with some confusion.

Zhang Mingyuan smiled and explained in a low voice, "Junior Brother Qin Heng successfully broke through to the Dark Force level last night, and Master just accepted him as his inner disciple."

"Really?" Li Yiping's eyes lit up instantly. She stepped forward and punched Qin Heng lightly, her voice filled with genuine joy. "Good lad! You've really made your group proud! When Guo Man finds out later, he'll be happy for you too!"

Qin Heng bowed slightly, smiled in response, and then began to chat with the two of them.

On the other side of the inner courtyard, Fourth Senior Sister Huang Hanyan's face was as cold as ice, her jade hands were clenched tightly, a layer of coldness was suppressed in her eyes, and her chest was heaving violently, clearly she was very angry.

As the eldest daughter of the main branch of the Huang family, she was surprised that her family's private soldiers cooperated with the garrison to attack the Ming family's port. Such a big thing happened, yet she didn't receive a word of it beforehand, and no one informed her afterward.

After a short while, when she figured her master had already gone far away, she turned her head and gave Qin Tianbao a wink. Without saying a word, she turned and walked out of the courtyard.

Qin Tianbao, who was standing to the side, immediately understood. He glanced at Qin Heng and quickly followed, walking out of the inner courtyard side by side with Huang Hanyan.

Xu Feng, who was standing in the corridor, saw this scene clearly. His hands, which were hanging by his sides, clenched tightly, and his face turned ashen.

A moment later, two servants dressed in coarse cloth jackets hurriedly ran into the courtyard and whispered a few words to Zhang Mingyuan and Xu Feng respectively.

Xu Feng's expression changed slightly, and he followed the servants of his mansion out. Zhang Mingyuan called out to Li Yiping and Qin Heng, and then led the Zhang family servants out of the inner courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, all the young masters from the aristocratic families had left the inner courtyard, leaving only Qin Heng and Li Yiping.

Seeing this, Li Yiping shook her head, and Qin Heng shrugged as well. Even if something huge happened, it would have nothing to do with the two of them from humble backgrounds.

"Let's go, let's go, it's good that they're all gone." Li Yiping gave a wry smile, rubbed her hands together, and looked at Qin Heng: "Junior brother, they've all gone to take care of their own affairs, so let's not be idle either. Let's go! Let's go to the training ground and practice a few moves. You've just broken through to the Dark Force realm, so let's spar a bit to help you get familiar with the fighting style of Dark Force."

Upon hearing this, Qin Heng couldn't refuse. It would also be a good opportunity to assess the abilities of his other opponents with internal strength, which would be useful in martial arts training. "Alright, then I'll do whatever Fifth Senior Brother says."

Li Yiping smiled and patted Qin Heng on the shoulder. She first took him to change into a disciple's robe, and then they received his monthly salary according to the rules before walking out of the inner courtyard together.

The two walked to the center of the training ground and each assumed the starting stance of Bajiquan.

In an instant, the disciples who were already discussing in the training ground all turned their gazes over. Some of them had their eyes light up when they saw the clothes Qin Heng was wearing, and the discussion instantly erupted.

"It seems what my junior brother over there said was true! Qin Heng really did succeed in breaking through the barrier and becoming a master of internal strength!"

"How...how did he do that? Wasn't he supposed to have below-average physical talent? Are physical talent faking things these days?"

"Hey! Stop talking! Look at Qian Erqiang and his gang, haha, serves them right! Serves them right for spewing insults all the time. Now Qin Heng is really putting up a fight. Let's see how they get out of this mess!"

At the back of the crowd, Qian Erqiang, Liu Dadao, and Hua Ying squeezed in. The moment they saw Qin Heng's indigo disciple robes, all three of them turned deathly pale.

Liu Dadao swallowed hard, his voice trembling, and managed to squeeze out, "No... could it be a mistake? Could it be that my senior brothers made a mistake...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Qian Erqiang suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face, a red mark instantly appearing on his cheek. His tone became urgent: "A mistake? Are you blind! Senior Brother might be the only one who made a mistake, but Master and Fifth Senior Brother could all be wrong together? Just admit it! Sigh!"

Hua Ying shrank back, her face contorted with a mournful expression: "Then... what do we do? We've made a lot of fun of him before, and Guo Man and the others too. Now that he's become a disciple, dealing with the three of us will be a piece of cake for him!"

Qian Erqiang hung his head, his face full of regret, but he could only bite the bullet and say, "I'll go find Senior Brother Qin Heng and apologize later! Even if he beats me up, we have to let this go. Since we misjudged him, we have to admit it!"

The three of them looked at each other, their heads drooping, like deflated balloons.

In the center of the training ground, Li Yiping ignored the surrounding discussions, lowered her waist and assumed a horse stance, and stomped her right foot down hard. With a "bang," the blue brick under her feet shattered into snow-white powder, and brick fragments shot into the sky half a foot high.

He let out a deep shout and lunged forward like a cannonball, immediately launching a three-pronged attack, his fists striking out in quick succession, each punch accompanied by a whooshing sound as it cut through the air. The three fist shadows overlapped and aimed directly at Qin Heng's face, chest, and lower abdomen.

Qin Heng neither dodged nor avoided, meeting Li Yiping's fist head-on. He clenched both fists simultaneously, forcefully opening the door with his left fist to deflect Li Yiping's right fist, while his right fist slammed into Li Yiping's left forearm.

With a deafening roar like a muffled thunderclap, the four fists collided, and the force exploded violently, sending up a cloud of brick dust.

The two men unleashed their hidden strength simultaneously, colliding violently within inches of each other's fists. Their invisible forces intertwined and shook against each other, and the recoil surged along their arm bones straight to their shoulder joints.

"Thump!"

The force exploded, and the two men each groaned, taking two steps back simultaneously. The blue bricks beneath their feet shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the ground.

"Good! Eighth Junior Brother's fist technique is quite good; his skill is approaching mastery!"

Li Yiping's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she stepped forward again, gathering strength in her fingertips to unleash the Yama Three Points Hand technique, her palms and fingers striking three acupoints on Qin Heng's chest with a "whoosh" sound.

Qin Heng lowered his waist and crossed his arms, using the "Facing the Sun" technique to precisely block the attack, the fingertips colliding to produce a crisp, explosive sound.

However, Li Yiping had planned ahead for this encounter. Her hidden force suddenly exploded at the tip of his finger, and then invaded Qin Heng's fingertip. Qin Heng's wrist went numb and his knuckles cracked. His move slowed down by half a point, and he was forced to turn sideways to avoid the last finger. His back was brushed by the wind of the punch, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Before Qin Heng could regain his footing, Li Yiping pressed her advantage, lunging forward and using her claws to strike with the "Oriole Double Claws," locking them firmly against his shoulders.

Qin Heng grabbed his wrist with his other hand and twisted it back forcefully with a powerful snap. With a loud "thud," muscles collided, and the two exerted their strength in a contest.

Two hidden forces clashed at each other's wrists, then drilled along the meridians towards each other's shoulders. Li Yiping's shoulder instantly felt as heavy as lead, and Qin Heng's forearm went numb. The two released their grips simultaneously, each staggering back a step. After this exchange, they were evenly matched.

Li Yiping was panting heavily, beads of sweat dripping down her chin, but the fighting spirit in her eyes burned even brighter. She clenched her fists and was about to step forward again.

"Alright! Fifth Junior Brother, Eighth Junior Brother."

Suddenly, a cheerful voice rang out from the audience, accompanied by several crisp claps.

Qin Heng and Li Yiping stopped what they were doing and looked over at the sound.