Martial Contest

Qin Tianze soon returned to the ancestral hall, followed by a burly man with the face of a child. It was Qin Hao.

Seeing Qin Hao's appearance, several elders nodded repeatedly, believing Qin Tianze's words.

"Clan Chief, I've brought him," Qin Tianze said before stepping aside.

"Clan Chief," Qin Hao hurriedly called out as well. On the way here, Uncle Tianze had told him that he was being taken to the ancestral hall to meet the Clan Chief and the elders. The moment Qin Hao heard he would be meeting them, he perked up. The Qin Clan's chief, Qin Shan, was at Foundation Establishment Mid-stage. The elders were all at Qi Refining, while some of the more senior elders had Foundation Establishment cultivation as well.

Qin Hao also wanted to explain the strength levels of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment.

"You are Qin Hao?" Qin Shan asked upon seeing him.

"Clan Chief, I am Qin Hao."

"Tianze said that when the two of you tested your strength just now, he lost to you?"

"Hehe, that was because Uncle Tianze let me win. He didn't even use true qi." Qin Hao rubbed his nose and answered shyly.

When Qin Hao admitted it, the elders present could no longer sit still.

"You brat, you really beat Tianze? Heh heh, do you want to become this old man's disciple?" An elder stepped forward at once.

"Get lost, you old fossil. You think you're worthy?"

"I'm not worthy? And you are? Er Huzi, I've put up with you for a long time. Come out and fight me one-on-one."

"One-on-one it is. You think I'm afraid of you?" With that, the two were about to start fighting.

"Enough. Aren't you two ashamed? At your age, and you're still bickering like children." At that moment, a very old-looking elder spoke up, cutting off their squabbling.

"Qin Hao, do you know roughly what level your strength has reached?" the Clan Chief asked.

"I don't know either. It should only be a bit stronger than Uncle Tianze's." Qin Hao did not reveal all of his strength, but neither did he keep too low a profile. That was the only way to receive better treatment.

"You're not sure? If you were to fight your Uncle Tianze again, do you think you could defeat him?" Qin Shan asked casually.

"Mm... I think I probably could." Qin Hao still answered truthfully.

As Clan Chief, Qin Shan decided to have Qin Hao spar with the experienced Qin Tianze in order to better test Qin Hao's strength.

"Then, Qin Hao, have another match with Tianze. Let us see your strength."

"Alright! I want to see just how formidable Uncle Tianze is when he goes all out."

"Tianze, go all out. Don't worry—you shouldn't be able to hurt Little Hao." Qin Shan looked at Qin Tianze, afraid that he would hold back, and reminded him.

"Understood, Clan Chief." Qin Tianze could only answer helplessly from the side. So he had become a tool for testing someone?

Qin Hao and Qin Tianze came to the open space outside the ancestral hall. Qin Tianze stood with an agile bearing and sharp eyes. He glanced at Qin Hao, a smile tugging at his lips. "Little Hao, you're very strong, but battle is not merely about brute force. It also depends on the use of true qi and practical combat experience. You're still too green. I'm going all out now, so be careful."

Qin Hao said, "Then let's see whether Uncle Tianze's true qi is stronger, or my body is stronger." He smiled calmly.

He knew his own strength, and he understood the meaning of this contest. He raised his hand in response. "Uncle Tianze, you are an elder of the clan, and I respect you. But in the arena, victory and defeat are decided by strength. Be careful, Uncle Tianze."

The moment his words fell, Qin Tianze had already rushed before Qin Hao, throwing a heavy punch at his chest. Qin Hao shifted slightly aside, nimbly evading the strike, then swiftly counterattacked with a punch toward Qin Tianze's waist. Qin Tianze moved with agility, quickly dodging before sweeping a leg toward Qin Hao's lower body.

Qin Hao stood firmly in place and blocked Qin Tianze's sweeping kick with one hand. Taking advantage of the motion, he grabbed the leg and flung him aside. Qin Tianze hurriedly steadied himself, shocked by Qin Hao's lightning-fast reaction. He had never expected Qin Hao to be so fast.

After landing a blow, Qin Hao immediately charged at Qin Tianze and punched at the still-unresponsive man. Qin Tianze was sent flying several meters by Qin Hao's fist, smashing straight into a wall and leaving a huge crater in it. Blood trickled from the corner of Qin Tianze's mouth, but because his true qi protected him in time, he was not seriously injured. He slowly rose to his feet.

The elders outside the arena stared in dumbfounded astonishment. They had not expected Qin Hao to injure Qin Tianze so effortlessly. Qin Tianze was a cultivator at Muscle Tempering, yet he had been beaten so badly that he could not fight back at all.

At the sight, Qin Shan revealed a smile, gaining a deeper understanding of Qin Hao's strength.

After being sent flying by Qin Hao, Qin Tianze swiftly adjusted his posture and launched another fierce attack. His fists were powerful and his footwork vigorous as he tangled with Qin Hao.

Yet Qin Hao did not panic. Relying on his immense strength and powerful physique, he knew Qin Tianze could not break through his defenses, so he simply endured Qin Tianze's attacks head-on.

Whenever Qin Tianze's attacks came, he relied on the strength of his body to receive them head-on. To him, they were no more than a scratch for an itch. Qin Tianze darted around the field, waiting for an opportunity to attack Qin Hao and searching for a weakness. Otherwise, he had no chance of winning.

"Uncle Tianze, don't struggle anymore. You can't break through my body. You have no chance of winning." With that, Qin Hao appeared beside Qin Tianze at an unbelievable speed.

"Uncle Tianze, let's settle this with one punch," Qin Hao said beside him.

"You little brat, come on. Let me see whether your Barbarian Bull Fist has improved."

The two assumed the opening stances of the Barbarian Bull Fist and smashed their fists toward each other at the same time.

However, Qin Hao did not use his full strength. After all, he possessed more than nine thousand units of force. He feared Qin Tianze would not be able to withstand that punch, so he used only seventy percent of his strength.

With a loud Bang!, Qin Tianze shot toward the ancestral hall like a cannonball. Qin Shan hurriedly caught him. He too felt the power in Qin Hao's punch, though Qin Hao clearly had not used his full strength. Qin Shan dispersed the force, placed a medicinal pill into Qin Tianze's mouth, then laid him on the ground to recover.

Qin Shan was startled as well. He had not expected Qin Hao's strength to be so great, and he became even more certain that Qin Hao possessed a special constitution.

"Alright, there's no need to continue. Qin Hao wins this round."

"Uncle Tianze, how are you? Sorry, I couldn't hold back my strength properly." Qin Hao hurried to Qin Tianze's side and apologized. He had only used seventy percent of his strength, yet he had not expected the Barbarian Bull Fist combined with his own strength to be so terrifying.

"I'm fine. Just a minor injury to my arm." Having recovered somewhat, Qin Tianze quickly reassured him, afraid Qin Hao would blame himself.

Qin Shan stepped forward as well. "Tianze is fine. I already gave him a healing pill. He'll recover soon."

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