From a slave to the Great Qian Martial Saint

"Brother, you've only just advanced to the ninth rank, and you're already eager to spar with us? Isn't that a bit too impatient?"

In the courtyard, Zhang Xiaotian and Du Mingyue couldn't help but smile as they looked at Chen Shi, who wanted to challenge them to a duel.

They are eighth-rank martial artists!

Moreover, both of them had been at the eighth rank for many years, and their skills were already highly refined.

Let alone Chen Shi, who had just entered the ninth rank, even four or five of those "veterans" among the ninth rank would not be a match for them.

"It's just a friendly spar. I mainly want to see how strong I am now."

Chen Shi remained calm and said something indifferently.

"...Alright then."

If you want to know your strength, you have to find someone of the same level to fight. If you're a ninth-rank person fighting an eighth-rank person, you'll lose in a few rounds. What can you learn from that?

But Chen Shi was very interested, and since he was the eldest brother, they couldn't keep refusing.

The two exchanged a glance, and Zhang Xiaotian stepped forward.

Without using poison, Zhang Xiaotian is weaker than Du Mingyue in terms of martial arts alone. Furthermore, Du Mingyue's Eagle Claw technique is too ruthless and could easily injure Chen Shi.

"Brother, then I'll have to learn from you."

Zhang Xiaotian smiled and said something, then gestured for them to proceed.

Chen Shi didn't say anything, but took a step forward and threw a punch.

Seeing Chen Shi's punch, Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking that his older brother usually didn't pay much attention to his training.

This punch was completely unpredictable, full of openings, which he could easily dodge and then counterattack Chen Shi.

But since he was the older brother, Zhang Xiaotian couldn't let him lose face, so he simply threw a punch back, hoping that by exchanging blows, he could make Chen Shi understand the difference between them.

"Um?"

But the next moment, just as the two fists were about to collide, Zhang Xiaotian suddenly realized something was wrong.

Before the fist even arrived, a fierce gust of wind from the punch already rushed towards him!

Zhang Xiaotian's expression changed, and he no longer dared to confront the opponent head-on, so he immediately changed his punching style.

But it was ultimately a last-minute change of tactics, somewhat hasty, and he still managed to graz Chen Shi's fist.

Just from that one rub, a tremendous force came through, and Zhang Xiaotian's entire arm almost went numb!

Tap tap tap!

After taking several steps back to dissipate the force, Zhang Xiaotian regained his footing and looked at Chen Shi with disbelief.

"Big brother! How can you be so strong!"

"Be careful."

Chen Shi did not answer, but gave a soft shout and threw another punch.

The Elephant King Stance only has stance training, not combat techniques, so Chen Shi's attacks relied entirely on instinct!

It was still full of flaws, but this time, Zhang Xiaotian dared not be careless at all. His eyes sharpened, and he adjusted his footing slightly, preparing to dodge the punch and then counterattack.

But the next moment, just as Zhang Xiaotian dodged to the side, Chen Shi suddenly changed tactics and swung his missed fist in a sweeping motion.

Zhang Xiaotian was startled again and instinctively raised his arms to block.

Bang~!

With a muffled thud, the force of the impact sent him flying back more than ten meters.

"What's going on!"

Standing still again, Zhang Xiaotian looked at Chen Shi with even greater shock.

Chen Shi was able to change his attack with such force at will, without any pause or hesitation, so much so that Chen Shi didn't even have a chance to change his move again.

Looking at Chen Shi now, he was clearly full of flaws, yet he gave Chen Shi the feeling that he had nowhere to attack.

"Is this the effect of the Elephant King Stake?"

Chen Shi did not continue his attack. He stood there looking at his fist, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

Although the Elephant King Stance has no specific moves, it uses nine stances to gradually adjust the body's functions to their optimal level from birth!

Flexibility, reaction speed, endurance, coordination...

When all bodily functions are at their peak, techniques become meaningless, because you can respond optimally to any move!

Of course, Chen Shi has only mastered the Elephant King Stance. If he continues to practice diligently until he reaches perfection, he can truly reach the realm of "no moves are better than moves".

"Third brother, what's wrong with you!"

Du Yueming, watching from the side, also looked surprised.

"Why are you suddenly angry?!"

Martial artists are divided into nine ranks, with a huge gap in strength between each rank. In addition to basic physical strength and blood energy, another important reason is the enhancement of their skills.

The ninth grade strengthens the body and nourishes the blood, giving one the strength of several hundred jin (approximately 15

At the eighth rank, one's blood and qi erupt, with abundant blood and qi surging out of the body's surface, thus achieving the effect of using qi to defend against enemies.

Just now, Zhang Xiaotian subconsciously used his explosive energy technique.

To use explosive energy against a newly entered ninth-rank cultivator is simply too pathetic.

The problem is, even though Zhang Xiaotian had already unleashed his power, he was still knocked back more than ten meters!

Du Yueming stared wide-eyed at Zhang Xiaotian with a questioning look. Even if you're just flattering your older brother, isn't this a bit too much?

"How could you know, my older brother... he's not normal."

Zhang Xiaotian opened his mouth, but couldn't express the bitterness on his face.

Although it was an unconscious action just now, thinking about it now, if he hadn't unleashed his power, it wouldn't have been as simple as just retreating a dozen meters; his arm would probably have been broken.

"Big brother! I'm getting serious now!"

However, it must be said that this also stirred up Zhang Xiaotian's arrogance.

He was, after all, an eighth-rank martial artist. To be repeatedly defeated by a newly entered ninth-rank martial artist was incredibly embarrassing.

Buzz!

With a faint buzzing sound, the invisible blood energy around Zhang Xiaotian's arms transformed into a pair of wolf claws!

Exploding Qi is not simply the release of blood energy, but rather the condensation of it into a physical form based on the martial art practiced. Zhang Xiaotian practices the Azure Wolf Fist, so naturally his form is based on an azure wolf.

"Watch out, big brother!"

With a leap, Zhang Xiaotian lunged directly at Chen Shi and threw a punch.

Enveloped in blood energy, it can not only injure people invisibly, but also greatly increase attack power.

"Um?"

Chen had only been practicing martial arts for a short time and did not have a master. He was just practicing on his own according to the manual, so he did not have a good understanding of the different levels of martial arts.

But he vaguely sensed that Zhang Xiaotian's fists seemed to contain a special power.

Not daring to be careless, he tightened his waist and gathered his energy, and still threw out a punch.

Bang~!

Before it touched Zhang Xiaotian's fist, it collided with the blood energy covering it. With a muffled thud, the blood energy instantly collapsed under Chen Shi's immense force of two thousand jin.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Shi's fist, still brimming with power, collided directly with Zhang Xiaotian's fist.

"Ah~!"

Zhang Xiaotian let out a scream and quickly retreated several steps, clutching his fist and frowning deeply.

After a few breaths, Zhang Xiaotian stretched his arms and breathed a sigh of relief before bowing to Chen Shi.

"Thank you for your mercy, brother. I have lost."

"We lost..."

Du Yueming's eyes widened slightly. Was he admitting defeat already?

Zhang Xiaotian, who was only at the eighth rank, actually lost to Chen Shi, who had just entered the ninth rank!

He had sparred with Zhang Xiaotian many times before and knew Zhang Xiaotian's strength. Although Zhang Xiaotian's foundation was slightly weaker than his own, he had trained hard for many years and was by no means an ordinary person.

Zhang Xiaotian actually lost.

Moreover, he could tell that Zhang Xiaotian had truly lost and had not deliberately let him win.

"What's going on?"

Du Yueming looked at Zhang Xiaotian, then at Chen Shi, his face full of confusion.

"We've only exchanged a few moves; we're not quite done yet."

Chen Shi suddenly smiled and waved to Du Yueming.

"You two come at me together."