Request and Sparring with Guo Yang

Request and Sparring with Guo Yang

Bang! After Chen Sheng had rested for about half an hour,

the wooden door deep within the Martial Arts Training Field slowly opened.

Li Xingwu entered the field with three Personal Disciples.

It was time for the daily sparring session again.

Chen Sheng hurriedly climbed to his feet and joined Shi Jian at the center of the martial arts school.

Compared to yesterday,

the disciples looked far more relaxed today.

After all, Li Xingwu had just kicked several disciples out of the martial arts school yesterday.

For the time being, those who remained were safe.

After sitting down and leisurely taking a sip of tea, Li Xingwu finally began assigning people for today's sparring.

Just like yesterday,

those assigned to Guo Yang were delighted.

Those assigned to the other two Personal Disciples cast envious looks toward them.

Chen Sheng still wasn't called.

After all, he had only been at the martial arts school for one day and had left early yesterday.

Li Xingwu had already considered kicking Chen Sheng out, so why would he waste a sparring slot on him?

But just because Li Xingwu didn't call him didn't mean Chen Sheng couldn't volunteer.

"Head Instructor."

Amid the crowd, Chen Sheng raised his hand high.

"I want to spar too."

The moment he spoke, he drew the attention of most of the disciples.

However, most of those gazes carried ill intent.

Very few believed Chen Sheng needed to participate in sparring.

In their eyes, he was merely trying to show off and waste everyone's time.

Only Shi Jian and the disciples who had just watched Chen Sheng spar with him knew why.

"Fine."

Yet unexpectedly, Li Xingwu agreed at once.

Even Chen Sheng was somewhat surprised.

He had thought he would need to demonstrate the Five Elements Fist to prove himself first.

As everyone was puzzled,

Li Xingwu's next words immediately revealed his intentions.

His sharp gaze settled on Chen Sheng.

Li Xingwu spoke in a deep voice.

"But."

"If your performance fails to satisfy me, get the hell out."

Hearing this,

Chen Sheng finally understood Li Xingwu's plan.

Fortunately,

he was confident.

"No problem."

Chen Sheng agreed without hesitation as well.

After that,

everyone split into three groups and headed toward different corners of the Martial Arts Training Field.

Even so, most eyes remained focused on Guo Yang's group.

Watching a spectacle was human nature.

Many people were eagerly waiting to see Chen Sheng make a fool of himself.

"Brother Chen, just thinking about you slapping their faces later gets me all fired up."

Shi Jian had good luck today and was assigned to Guo Yang's group as well.

Leaning close to Chen Sheng, he waggled his brows as he spoke.

In response,

Chen Sheng rolled his eyes at him.

Soon,

the sparring disciples formed a circle.

Guo Yang stood in the center.

He looked at Chen Sheng and smiled warmly.

"Junior Brother Chen, would you like to go first, or—"

"I'll go first."

Chen Sheng stepped before Guo Yang and clasped his hands in salute.

"Please instruct me, Senior Brother."

Hearing this,

Guo Yang sighed, a trace of regret flashing through his eyes.

"Junior Brother Chen, if you had just trained honestly, with Senior Brother Li Chenghu backing you, the Head Instructor wouldn't have kicked you out so easily."

"You shouldn't be in such a hurry to prove yourself."

Clearly,

Guo Yang believed Chen Sheng was being too eager for quick success.

"Senior Brother, you'll know once we try."

Chen Sheng smiled faintly.

"Fine."

Seeing this,

Guo Yang put away his expression and assumed the San Ti Stance.

"Please attack first, Junior Brother."

Seeing the two about to begin,

the people around them wore expressions as if they were waiting for a joke.

Even among the disciples gathered around Wu Ran and Li Qian in the distance, quite a few kept glancing over.

The instant Guo Yang finished speaking,

Chen Sheng moved.

With a single stride, he closed in on Guo Yang.

Thud! Chen Sheng planted his foot.

He clenched his right fist, knuckles facing upward.

Force arose from all across his body, gradually gathering into a single line along his right arm.

Right Crushing Fist! His arm shot forward in a straight line, smashing toward Guo Yang's chest.

Seeing Chen Sheng's fierce approach, surprise flashed in Guo Yang's eyes.

Cries of alarm rose one after another from the nearby crowd.

That was because Chen Sheng's Crushing Fist, both in momentum and form, was exceptionally standard.

He looked nothing like a disciple who had just arrived at the martial arts school.

But as Li Xingwu's former final disciple, Guo Yang naturally wouldn't be intimidated by Chen Sheng's punch.

While secretly praising him, Guo Yang directly used a Splitting Fist, preparing to break Chen Sheng's Crushing Fist.

It looked as though the scene from Chen Sheng's sparring match with Shi Jian not long ago was about to repeat itself.

But Chen Sheng would not make the same mistake twice.

His left foot suddenly stepped half a pace forward!

As his right fist drew back, his left fist shot straight out from his waist.

The change in force was completed in an instant.

Crushing Fist gave rise to Cannon Fist! And Cannon Fist happened to counter Guo Yang's Splitting Fist! "Good!"

That exquisite shift in fist forms immediately drew cheers from the disciples present.

Even Li Xingwu, who was leisurely drinking tea at the tea table, paused with his cup raised in midair.

Over the next ten minutes,

Guo Yang deliberately restrained his strength as he continuously exchanged and countered moves with Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng performed surprisingly well.

His enhanced Agility attribute gave him sensory abilities and neural reflexes far beyond those of an ordinary person, allowing him to barely keep up with Guo Yang's rhythm.

The more everyone watched, the more astonished they became.

The dissatisfaction and doubts that had originally filled their eyes when they looked at Chen Sheng had completely vanished.

By the time the sparring session ended,

Guo Yang smiled, stepped back, and clasped his hands in salute.

"Junior Brother, you have great talent."

"Thank you for your instruction, Senior Brother."

Chen Sheng was slightly out of breath.

It wasn't because he was tired.

During his spar with Guo Yang, Guo Yang had suppressed his physical abilities to roughly Chen Sheng's level and had even deliberately used familiar patterns so Chen Sheng could break them.

Yet the pressure he brought was still far greater than Shi Jian's.

As a result, Chen Sheng had to remain completely focused just to barely keep pace with Guo Yang's attacks and changes.

This showed that

Guo Yang was not only powerful himself, but his understanding of Xingyi Quan also far surpassed that of ordinary disciples.

Having once again felt another person's strength, Chen Sheng returned to the crowd and digested the gains from their sparring match.

He looked at the panel.

In just ten minutes, his Agility had risen by 0.01, while the proficiency of both the San Ti Stance and Five Elements Fist had increased by 10 points each.

Unfortunately, the daily sparring session was only this short.

If it could last two or three hours,

Chen Sheng's Agility would probably soar straight through the roof.

"Awesome, Brother Chen."

At this moment,

Shi Jian came over to Chen Sheng and nudged him with his elbow.

"You really put on one hell of a show."

Chen Sheng raised his head somewhat blankly.

He had been immersed in sparring with Guo Yang and hadn't noticed just how much shock his performance had brought the others.

At this moment, most people around him looked at him with a mixture of shock and disbelief.

Clearly,

for Chen Sheng to train the Five Elements Fist to such a level in just one day was unprecedented.

It practically rewrote their understanding of the world.

But this didn't last long.

Soon, as the sparring continued, the disciples turned their attention back to the center of the field.