Full Awakening: One F is trash, three me

Gradually, Yang Han began to feel uncomfortable, as if he were being restricted.

There was no other reason than that the ash wood in his hand was already creaking and groaning under the weight of the burden.

But at this moment, he couldn't care less about that; he was still immersed in the evenly matched battle.

"You brat, is that all you've got? You dare call that good?"

Yang Jian's voice came through, tinged with laughter and sarcasm.

Yang Han gritted his teeth and swung the stick faster and faster, with increasing force.

"I've taught you for so many years, and this is all you've learned? Don't go out and embarrass me. And you still dare to talk about getting into martial arts university?"

Yang Jian kept provoking Yang Han.

To shut up!

Yang Han roared inwardly, feeling increasingly frustrated. He wanted to use all his strength but was afraid of hurting his father. However, the alcohol was getting to him, and he was unusually unable to control himself.

"Oh!"

Yang Han let out a low shout.

A dragon soars through the air, its shadow swirling!

This strike was no longer restrained, and the white waxwood pole suddenly trembled violently.

Yang Jian was not afraid at all, and the white waxwood pole rose up like a dragon carrying its shadow.

Snapped!

Click!

The two sticks met in mid-air and snapped instantly.

A glint of light appeared in Yang Jian's eyes.

Has this kid broken through the limit of the Transcendent Realm? Or has he already broken through?

"The stick won't work, let's find another spot, let's go!"

Yang and Han were deeply engrossed in their game and didn't want it to stop suddenly.

"good!"

Following his father's steps, Yang Han went downstairs and took out two long, black sticks from the house, handing one to his father.

Yang Han took it; it wasn't very heavy, about the same weight as the black iron rod he had used before, around 100 kilograms.

Upon closer inspection, the stick is about 1.8 meters long, with a black body and two finger-thick gold rings at both ends, embedded in the body, making it look harmonious and beautiful overall.

Soon, the father and son arrived at the hill behind the residential area. The metal rods collided, creating a huge commotion.

"You brat, I underestimated you. Now that no one's bothering you, unleash your full power!"

Yang Han frowned slightly.

Go all out?

"Dad, this..."

"What?" Yang Jian interrupted him. "Afraid of hurting your father? What a joke! If you could hurt him, all my years of fighting on the battlefield would have been for nothing."

"Go ahead and take action. That way I'll know how to teach you, understand?"

"Um!"

Yang Han nodded emphatically, realizing he had been overthinking things. His father had cultivated for many years; how could he possibly be weaker than him?

hum!

As Yang Han swung the long staff, he felt it was much more comfortable to handle this time than the white waxwood staff.

clang!

The long sticks clashed, producing a piercing, resonant sound.

He had already used about two thousand kilograms of force with that strike.

The old man remained calm and composed, even having the energy to tilt his head and glance at him.

Is she that strong? If she's that strong, why is she a chef?

"That's it? You want to hurt me?" Yang Jian scoffed. "Go for it."

Yang Han gritted his teeth, feeling a surge of anger rising within him, mainly because he was feeling extremely aggrieved.

The next second, Yang Han stopped holding back and unleashed his full power.

The speed at which he swung the long stick in his hand suddenly increased dramatically.

clang!

Yang Jian felt an immense force transmitted from the stick, and he was thrown several meters away, crashing to the ground.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Yang Han hurriedly went forward to check.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Yang Jian patted his clothes and got up from the ground.

"I didn't expect your strength to increase so much all of a sudden. I underestimated you."

"Again!"

Yang Han breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his father was alright.

If that blow had seriously injured my father, he would probably have a hard time forgiving himself.

But Dad was thrown several meters away, but he dusted himself off and stood up as if nothing had happened.

Now I can practice properly.

The father and son clashed again, and this time, Yang Han held nothing back.

With each blow, he used all his strength. When he was exhausted, the pain compensation kicked in again, and Yang Han would be full of energy once more.

The tiger's mouth was cracked from the impact, but the stick didn't stop.

My shoulders were sore and numb, but the stick didn't stop.

The sounds of battle echoed from the hill behind the residential area, with sparks flying from time to time.

……

Yang Jian's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, but at this moment he was secretly using the Star Meridian in his body to draw on the Star Source Power to replenish his strength.

On the surface, everything remained calm and serene.

Five whole hours had passed, and even he, a powerful cultivator at the Meridian Integration Realm, was already somewhat exhausted. This kid…

He glanced at Yang Han across from him, showing no intention of stopping.

"Not bad!" Yang Jian still praised, "Your Mad Demon Staff technique has reached its peak. Today I'll teach you the core secrets of the Mad Demon Staff method. Watch carefully!"

Yang Jian flicked his long staff, striking casually, the staff becoming illusory, leaving countless afterimages.

Yang Han was stunned. This was not the Shadow Dragon, but every strike carried the shadow of the Shadow Dragon!

The old man incorporated the Shadow Dragon Swimming Technique into every single move!

Yang Jian didn't practice in mid-air; instead, he charged directly at Yang Han.

Yang Han felt that everything in front of him was an illusion, and he couldn't tell which attack was the real one.

But Yang Han was no longer that good student who knew nothing.

He quickly calmed down and, relying on his understanding of the Mad Demon Staff Technique, retreated while rapidly analyzing the situation.

There are many phantoms, almost identical to the real thing, but there are still differences.

This isn't it, and this isn't that either...

Yang Han dodged while trying his best to find an opening.

at last.

"This is it!"

Yang Han's eyes flashed; he had found it!

This strike was hidden within the illusion, flashing back and forth. All the previous attacks were feints, the purpose of which was to conceal this deadly move!

"ha!"

Yang Han smiled, with the pride of someone who could shatter his father's.

He pointed his long staff precisely at the real attack within the illusion.

Just when Yang Han thought his strike would definitely break his father's move...

"clang!"

A loud thud was heard as the stick struck the ground.

Ok?

Why? We haven't even touched that move yet.

Suddenly, an immense force surged from the stick, at an inopportune moment!

Bang!

Yang Han was sent flying backwards until he crashed into a large tree and came to a stop.

The moment his back slammed into the tree trunk, the air in his chest was squeezed out, and a metallic, sweet taste surged in his throat.

puff!

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yang Han finally felt a little better.

He leaned against the tree, looking at his father with a blank expression.

Yang Jian then slowly walked over, a smile on his face.

"Did you understand?"

Yang Han shook his head.

Yang Jian held up one finger: "The core technique of the Mad Demon Staff Technique—Overlapping Shadow Dragon."

"Core Technique? Shadow Dragon Soaring?"

Yang Han carefully considered his father's words.

"Doppelganger?"

Yang Han's eyes suddenly lit up.

understood!

"No feints! All real attacks! The essence of this core technique lies in transforming all feints into real attacks, then layering all the real attacks together for a single, devastating strike!"

That's right. So, even though Dad knew his own strength, he was still able to defeat him in one move. It wasn't that he used too much force, but rather that he combined all his power in one move!

"That's right!" Yang Jian was quite satisfied to see that his son seemed to understand.

"This is the core technique of the Mad Demon Staff Technique, which unleashes extraordinary combat power. To master this move, one must first integrate the Shadow Dragon's Embrace into every move."

"You understand, you can practice slowly from now on."

Yang Jian sat down next to Yang Han, showing no intention of continuing to practice.

"Tell me, what happened? You've only been awakened for a few days, yet you have over 8,000 kilograms of strength. If I hadn't watched you grow up, I would have suspected that you were switched at birth."