A father-son showdown: A battle between real men

Ministry of War Minister's Residence,

"Ada ada ada..."

"I'll hit you, I'll hit you, I'll hit you..."

Inside the training ground,

Two muscular men are attacking each other relentlessly.

Neither dodge nor flinch, neither evade nor retreat.

Every punch lands squarely, every move is devastating.

Every punch was delivered with all one's might.

Every move was ruthless.

This is a duel between real men.

This is a head-on confrontation between father and son.

Sweat soaked his hair.

Dust covered his entire body.

Bruised and swollen, covered in red and purple marks, those weren't injuries, but rather a man's medals.

This battle,

They fought from day to night, and from night to dawn.

For a full day and night.

The Zhang Household father and son were training in the martial arts field of this mansion.

It vividly portrays a duel between true men.

Zhang Erhai shifted from initial contempt to underestimation, then to surprise, then to shock, and finally to relief.

His son's growth was so rapid that even this veteran of the battlefield found it unbelievable.

First encounter,

My son is like a yak, all strength and no substance.

But only one night later

The son had already grasped the basics, learned the method of channeling energy, and even secretly learned many of his own martial arts moves.

It's no longer a matter of wildly swinging fists and kicking hooves.

As expected of someone from the Zhang Household,

It's just fierce.

I thought my son would never amount to anything in his life.

The Immortal had given the Zhang Household such a big surprise.

With proper training for a few years

He would definitely be a fierce general on the battlefield.

The Zhang Household has a successor.

Hahaha...

Zhang Erhai is very strong.

He spent half his life in the military, experiencing countless battles.

Dealing with Zhang Qingyan, this hothead, was like an old man toying with a child.

However, ever since Zhang Qingyan took the Spirit-Stabilizing Pill,

Through the transformation of tendons and marrow, and a complete metamorphosis, his essence and Blood Qi far surpassed those of ordinary people.

Every time I fall,

They can all stand up quickly.

Every time I was knocked down,

It can also recover quickly.

Like an unkillable cockroach, it has thick skin and tenacious vitality.

Although Zhang Erhai was strong

But eventually, he got old, and his strength and energy were not as good as before.

As the saying goes, youth has the upper hand in boxing, and even a novice can defeat a master with a flurry of punches.

After Zhang Qingyan got up again and again, and launched another attack,

He finally developed injuries as well.

No longer so easy, no longer so relaxed.

Zhang Erhai got serious.

The look in his eyes when he looked at his son was no longer one of contempt, but rather the look of someone who was a true, evenly matched opponent.

But Zhang Qingyan's growth rate far exceeded his expectations.

Although I was tortured to the point of death,

However, his exceptional comprehension and learning abilities made it increasingly difficult for Zhang Erhai to win.

"Stop fighting! You two, father and son, stop!"

Madam Zhang was watching the battle from a short distance away, was already in tears.

One was her beloved son, and the other was her devoted husband.

But at this moment, the two people seemed like mortal enemies.

He was beaten until he was covered in wounds and his body was completely battered.

This is more heartbreaking than killing her.

If it weren't for the maidservant supporting her tightly, she probably would have collapsed to the ground from crying.

Madam Zhang's cries did not move the father and son.

Because both of them had a compelling reason to win.

Zhang Erhai wouldn't let his son go out.

It was a father who deeply loved his son and wanted to protect him from harm.

Zhang Qingyan was about to leave.

She didn't want her older brother to face the gossip and rumors alone, but he hid at home like a coward.

This kind of ingratitude, desertion in the face of battle, and lack of loyalty...

Zhang Qingyan couldn't do that.

Perhaps Dad is right.

Even if he gets out, he can't help his older brother much.

The principle is one thing,

Whether or not to do it is another matter entirely.

If he hesitates and backs down this time,

How will he ever face his elder brother again?

"Father, you once told me that a true man should distinguish between gratitude and resentment, and dare to take responsibility for his actions. Today, your son is determined to get out of here, even if it means dying on the way out."

"I can't stop me, I'll fight—"

Zhang Qingyan, his face bruised, purple, red, and swollen, barely recognizable, charged forward again and again.

However, this time,

He didn't fly back, nor did he lie down again.

But it was his father, whose body was as tall and imposing as a mountain, who collapsed heavily.

"I... won..."

Staggering and unable to stand steadily, Zhang Qingyan stared in disbelief at her own fists, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam.

He defeated his father.

He personally defeated this man who was the undisputed and upright leader of the Zhang Household.

"Father, your son is unfilial. I will come before you to beg for forgiveness when I return. At that time, you may punish me as you see fit."

Seeing her father lying motionless on the ground, Zhang Qingyan wiped away her tears and stumbled towards the gate.

"Erhai, what's wrong? Erhai, don't scare me."

Seeing her son finally run out of the house as he had wished, Madam Zhang immediately burst into tears and rushed into the training ground, throwing herself heavily into her husband's arms.

"Please, please don't let anything happen to you. If anything were to happen to you, how would I live?"

Madam Zhang wept uncontrollably, heartbroken.

Anyone who didn't know better would think a funeral was being held at the Ministry of War Minister's Residence.

"Alright, stop wailing. Your man isn't dead yet, and you can forget about remarrying."

Zhang Erhai, lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes and smiled as he looked at his wife, who was crying with tears streaming down her face.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you old lecher?"

Seeing that her husband was safe and sound, Madam Zhang smiled through her tears and lightly punched Zhang Erhai.

"You two are alike, stubborn and inflexible, obstinate and unyielding. Once you've made up your mind, nothing can change it. What sins did I commit in my past life to deserve being stuck with two debt collectors like you in this one?"

"Alright, that's enough. Hurry up and get someone to prepare the carriage. Do you really want your precious son, who can barely stand, to walk all the way to Jade Spring Mountain?"

Zhang Erhai slowly sat up from the ground and said.

Upon hearing this,

Then Madam Zhang thought of her son.

He immediately ordered his servants to prepare a carriage to chase after Zhang Qingyan.

Looking at the mansion in complete chaos,

Zhang Erhai shook his head with a wry smile.

Then he raised his hand and touched his cheek.

That punch from my son was really hard.

Even he felt a burning pain when it hit his face.

His cheeks were swollen.

"Pooh..."

Zhang Erhai spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground, and a back molar was also found in the blood.

"You little brat, you even hit your own father this hard. You've really grown wings. Just wait till you get home, I'll teach you a lesson."

Even so,

But the satisfaction and pride in Zhang Erhai's eyes were impossible to hide.