"Uncle..."
Shen Wenxing hesitated a bit and didn't strike immediately.
"What is it?"
"Are you afraid of hurting your uncle?"
Huang Qingzhou smiled confidently and said, "Stop talking nonsense, just make your move."
He had seen the strange strength Shen Wenxing had displayed, but as a Postnatal Peak Martial Artist, he didn't care at all.
Seeing him ready, Shen Wenxing stopped talking and immediately took his stance. With a push of his foot, his body shot forward like a swift cheetah.
"The explosive power is quite good."
Seeing this, Huang Qingzhou felt impressed.
He had already thought highly of Shen Wenxing, knowing he was a promising martial arts talent.
But over the past year, Shen Wenxing had surprised him far beyond expectations. Huang Qingzhou even suspected that this kid might break through to become a Postnatal Martial Artist before reaching adulthood.
Such a prodigy is rare in this remote town.
The fist, carrying a gust of wind, whistled in as it smashed forward. Huang Qingzhou didn't evade.
He wanted to test Shen Wenxing's strength, so he naturally had to confront it head-on to know for sure.
He reached out with his hand to grab the incoming punch.
Boom!
A dull sound came, and Huang Qingzhou frowned slightly. While blocking the subsequent moves, he smiled and cursed, "You brat, don't hold back, attack with all your strength!"
Having taken a punch, Huang Qingzhou could clearly feel that this kid was still holding back a bit.
Upon hearing this, Shen Wenxing knew he couldn't hurt the opponent, so he stopped holding back and attacked with full force.
The Mountain Shaking Fist emphasizes an explosion of power, using the full body to fight more and more courageously!
Shen Wenxing's offensive was swift.
Over the past year, he had put in twice the effort of his other senior brothers, and the results were evident.
His Mountain Shaking Fist was more skillful than his other senior brothers, with a smooth flow from move to move, even grasping some techniques to enhance punching power by leveraging the body's strength.
Now, with someone like Huang Qingzhou, an experienced Postnatal Peak Martial Artist, feeding him moves, Shen Wenxing fought more freely, gradually gaining new insights into the Mountain Shaking Fist.
Boom!
His body half-rotated, using the momentum to land a punch that forced Huang Qingzhou to retreat slightly. He then used the momentum for another spin, bringing down his left fist!
Spin, right fist, spin, left fist...
Using his legs as an axis, leveraging the body's rotation, he channeled all his power into the punching fist, each hit heavier than the last!
While Huang Qingzhou blocked, the smile on his face grew wider.
Bang!
After using Qi Blood Power to force Shen Wenxing back, he finally spoke, "Alright."
Hearing this, Shen Wenxing withdrew his fists, a trace of excitement flashing in his eyes.
The exchange just now had given him an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
Huang Qingzhou also generously praised, "You little brat, you truly surprised your uncle."
"If I didn't know your family background, this master would have thought you've been secretly consuming some rare delights."
After the exchange, he could already judge that although Shen Wenxing hadn't broken through to a Postnatal Martial Artist yet, he could definitely be considered a High Tier Martial Artist.
With his understanding of the Mountain Shaking Fist, probably few in the Martial Arts Hall could match him as an opponent.
Looking at the youngster in front of him, Huang Qingzhou's expression was somewhat complex.
The current Emperor Yu venerated martial prowess. With Shen Wenxing's talent, he could very well become an Innate Martial Artist in the future.
And an Innate Martial Artist is far more valuable than the County Magistrate in this small Anyang County.
"Lingxiu, make sure to learn well from your junior brother, and stop playing around all day."
After thinking for a moment, Huang Qingzhou glanced at his daughter, who was looking on with admiration.
Huang Lingxiu's eyes turned into crescent moons, and she nodded quickly.
"Alright, rest early."
"In cultivation, one needs to balance tension and relaxation, paying attention to the combination of work and rest."
...
Besides Huang Lingxiu, there were no witnesses to their exchange.
Days passed as usual.
That day, as the sun slanted westward, over a dozen Martial Arts Hall disciples finished their postures in the Martial Arts Arena. Liao Yunfeng, the hefty martial arts master dressed in a Short Ge Cloth Shirt in front, spoke up, "It's been a while since I've assessed your cultivation."
"Since there's a bit of time, pair up and spar, let me see your capabilities."
These dozen or so disciples have been continuously consuming medicinal food.
In the eyes of Liao Yunfeng and a few others, these were the real disciples; as for those who didn't plan to use medicines to refine their bodies, they were not worth nurturing.
Upon hearing they were to spar again, Su Chang's face immediately lit up with a smile.
He stood up right away, "Junior Brother Shen, let your senior brother see if you've made any progress in your cultivation lately."
Liao Yunfeng saw this and frowned slightly.
He knew the two did not get along and had heard that every time they sparred, Su Chang would take the opportunity to find Shen Wenxing and beat him up.
"Su Chang, as a senior of six years, don't always bully your junior brother."
Knowing Su Chang's background, while Liao Yunfeng didn't appreciate his behavior, he couldn't say anything too harsh.
In comparison to Su Chang, he preferred the hardworking Shen Wenxing.
This little guy, although he only studied martial arts for a year, exceeded others significantly in both talent and dedication.
Such a person would not achieve anything mediocre in the future.
"Master Liao, disciple isn't bullying him."
"You and all the masters often say that sparring with experts leads to faster growth; this disciple only wants to help Junior Brother Shen."
Hearing this, a look of annoyance flashed across Liao Yunfeng's face.
It made sense, but Su Chang always took advantage of his strength, making it more of a humiliation to torment Shen Wenxing, which wasn't sparring anymore.
He was really afraid that such a promising talent would lose confidence and get ruined this way.
"Shen Wenxing, do you want to spar with Su Chang?"
Liao Yunfeng's gaze turned towards him.
He had already made up his mind that if Shen Wenxing refused, he could justifiably stop it.
Sitting cross-legged, Shen Wenxing glanced at Su Chang, feeling a bit hesitant internally.
After sparring with Huang Qingzhou, he felt that he wouldn't be weaker than Su Chang now.
But Shen Yuan had taught him to be humble and low-key in dealing with the world.
He hesitated over whether to step forward.
"Shi Tou, don't be afraid, beat him up!"
Beside him, Huang Lingxiu, knowing his capability, whispered encouragement in his ear, suggesting Shen Wenxing give Su Chang a good beating to vent his anger.
Their intimacy couldn't hide from Su Chang, whose anger was hard to conceal.
Without waiting for him to rise, Su Chang walked straight over!
Forced, Shen Wenxing had no choice but to rise and confront him.
Su Chang spread his stance, his eyes slightly twitching.
He had already decided that regardless of anything else, he must give this kid a painful lesson this time!
The two didn't spend much time confronting each other before engaging in a brawl.
Although Su Chang was a dandy, his body had been nourished for a long time with medicinal food and various precious herbs, giving him a strong foundation.
Although his techniques were full of flaws, his brute strength was miraculous.
The reason Shen Wenxing usually lost to him was due to a lack of foundation; often, after blocking a few moves, his arms would go numb, allowing Su Chang to break through and beat him up.
But now his bloodline had been tempered, and his body had been transformed by the Ninth Grade Bloodline, becoming much stronger.
His weaknesses were covered, and Su Chang's previous way of using brute force to break his defense no longer worked.
The two exchanged more than a dozen moves in an instant, at which point Shen Wenxing would usually have been overwhelmed.
But this time, there were no signs of falling behind.
Seeing this, Su Chang gradually grew anxious.
The more anxious he got, the more flaws appeared in his techniques.
Eventually, Shen Wenxing could easily neutralize his offensive with a dodge or a single hand block.
This sight left Liao Yunfeng greatly surprised.
Ultimately, when Su Chang was panting heavily, Shen Wenxing finally stepped back a few paces, creating some distance between them.
From start to finish, he had countless opportunities to give a harsh lesson to Su Chang, but he held back.
"Senior Brother Su, I accept your concession."
Shen Wenxing gave a slight cupped fist salute, then returned to his seat.
Huang Lingxiu was somewhat dissatisfied, "Why did you hold back?"
"Think about how he used to target you; you should have knocked him out with a punch and then beaten him until he was like a pig's head!"
Shen Wenxing shook his head with a wry smile.
It's not that he didn't want to, he just couldn't.