I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 32 What if he's not their biological son?

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou seemed interested in the rating standards, Xu Yuebing began to explain them to him in detail.

"The lowest level is the apprentice level. Anyone who can master the basic stances of any beginner-level martial art is at the apprentice level."

"Next is the apprentice level. Once you've mastered all six basic stances, you're at the apprentice level, which means you have the potential to become a professional martial artist."

"Next is the elite level. If you can master any one of the six basic stances, you can become a martial arts elite and receive special training from various forces."

"Above the elite are martial arts geniuses, also known as geniuses. Reaching this level is not easy; one must master any one of the six basic stances before the age of 18. For geniuses, both the Eastern Extremity Kingdom's official government and local martial arts schools and families will spare no effort in their training."

Is it difficult to master any one of the six stances?

Ye Qingzhou didn't quite understand. After all, for a peerless martial arts prodigy like him, it was impossible to accurately assess the difficulty of mastering a move. In his mind, practicing martial arts was something anyone could do; the difficulty lay in not having the money to buy rare and precious items.

Leon puffed out his chest, looking quite smug: "Exactly, reaching the mastery level isn't that difficult. Is there anyone here who hasn't mastered their martial arts?"

After speaking, he deliberately looked at Xu Yuebing, his tone full of mockery and sarcasm.

Xu Yuebing was not to be outdone, and immediately retorted sarcastically to Leon: "So, losing to someone like me who hasn't even reached the mastery level, doesn't that make you even weaker?"

"If Master Ye hadn't given you a cheat code, would I have lost?"

"Ha, a defeated opponent."

"Are you deliberately picking a fight? We've only one win and one loss between us, it's a draw at best! What are you being so arrogant about?"

Leon was so angry he was practically standing on end. He placed his hand on his sword and challenged Xu Yuebing, "If you're not happy, let's have a one-on-one fight!"

"Come on then, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Xu Yuebing's face was filled with anger as she also placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, adopting an offensive stance.

The two were on the verge of a verbal duel turning into a physical one when Ye Qingzhou quickly intervened, saying, "This is my home. The renovations weren't easy. Could we fight at the fighting center tomorrow?"

"Hmph!" ×2

With the increase in the number of participants, the average age of Ye Qingzhou's martial arts training class seemed to drop to the level of kindergarten, and the management difficulty increased dramatically, making him feel exhausted.

It's true what they say, money is hard to earn and food is awful!

However, a lot of useful information was obtained, including important intelligence about Liu Dingjian, a favorite to win this year's fencing tournament.

Without Leon interrupting, Xu Yuebing continued to reveal: "Mingjian Group was founded by the Liu family of Xingcheng, and Liu Dingjian, the third young master of the Liu family, is exceptionally talented. Although he cannot compare to his elder brother Liu Yiming, he is still a genius among geniuses. It is said that he is proficient in both mountain and forest styles and has mastered martial arts. His strength is second to none among all the contestants."

After hearing Xu Yuebing's description, even Leon, the arrogant and conceited teenager, couldn't help but be shocked: "Proficient in two styles, and with perfected martial arts? Such strength would be outstanding even among the direct disciples of Sanqing Mountain. Is the Mingjian Group really that strong?"

Leon was from another province, so naturally he didn't know the fame of Mingjian Group and the Liu family of Xingcheng in Hunan Province.

Ye Qingzhou was also eager to learn more about the strength of the other contestants in this competition, as he aspired to win the championship: "I want to know more about the information regarding martial bones."

"I know that!"

Having studied at Sanqing Mountain, Leon eagerly answered, "The strength of martial artists lies in the unity of internal and external. The internal aspect is internal energy, while the external aspect involves tempering the muscles, bones, and skin. In particular, the strength of the bones is the core of the core. Many martial arts techniques require a strong physique to support them, and the martial bones with special structures and internal energy of specific attributes can resonate and enhance each other to form a powerful body."

Obviously, this kind of knowledge involving profound martial arts principles would not appear in textbooks, at least not in the reach of ordinary martial arts practitioners, and even Ye Xiangyang did not know it.

Ye Qingzhou's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Martial Bone + Internal Energy = Cultivation Body?"

Clearly, this approach to strengthening his skills greatly inspired him and pointed him in the right direction for his next step in martial arts training.

"So, how does one temper one's martial spirit?"

Ye Qingzhou looked at the two of them with a searching gaze, his eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.

"this……"

Xu Yuebing hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

Leon laughed and said to Ye Qingzhou, "Master Ye, the secret method of tempering martial bones is the foundation and closely guarded secret of martial arts families. Unless you marry into their family, it is impossible for them to pass it on to you."

Clearly, both the Lei family of Jiujiang and the Xu family of Linjiang have their own martial arts secret techniques passed down through generations, but since they are secret techniques, they will not easily pass them on to outsiders.

In this regard, Ye Qingzhou has never had any principles. He looked directly at Xu Yuebing with sincere and earnest eyes: "I can have the surname Xu..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuebing's heart pounded like a deer. She was filled with shame and anger, and her delicate face instantly turned as red-hot as a teapot: "Ye Qingzhou! What nonsense are you spouting? I'm only 16! And how can such a thing be decided so casually?"

Ye Qingzhou looked puzzled: "What does your age have to do with this? I'm asking if your father still wants a son. I, a peerless genius with a promising future, can be his adopted son."

Xu Yuebing knew perfectly well that she had misunderstood, but she was even angrier, her teeth grinding together in a sharp, cracking sound: "Don't even think about it!"

"Shouldn't we ask your father's opinion first? Perhaps he would be willing?"

"roll!"

Ye Qingzhou sighed. It seemed that the path of "if you don't abandon me" was not going to work.

Then he turned his gaze to Leon.

The latter quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "Teacher Ye, you should give up. My father already has a son."

"What if he's not their biological child?"

"!!!"

…………

The next day, I got up and went to school.

On his way to the No. 1 High School, Ye Qingzhou, still struggling to find his father after his failed attempt, was racking his brains for a solution: "Where can I get my hands on the secret method for tempering martial bones?"

Although one can still develop a martial art without the support of a martial bone, its power will be far inferior to that of a genius martial artist who has mastered a martial bone.

"These martial arts families are truly despicable for monopolizing knowledge!"

Ye Qingzhou deeply abhorred this kind of hoarding of martial arts techniques and fiercely criticized it in his heart. He wished he could go to their doorsteps right now and force them to hand over their techniques and make them public.

Otherwise, the true way of martial arts cannot be promoted!

Anyway, I'm a genius, and no matter how much others practice, they can't be better than me. That's how confident I am when I'm so talented.

"Ye Qingzhou!"

"It's you, Brother Wen."

Seeing that Huang Liwen's eye bags had become even darker and that he was walking with a limp, Ye Qingzhou said speechlessly, "Didn't I remind you before that young people should be wary of lust?"

"Brother Wen, take my advice: one must be self-disciplined."

Huang Liwen was furious: "Nonsense! I'll slack off today, slack off tomorrow, and keep slack off. Isn't that a form of self-discipline? Besides, how can this be my fault? In the Thousand Islands country, several of my favorite artists have just released new works. As their loyal fans, how could I not support them?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)