Spear Technique Sparring

In the afternoon, the warm sun poured down, dyeing the village square a brilliant gold.

Liu Feng and his father, Liu Qing, stood facing each other with spears in hand at the center of the village square, drawing villagers over to watch. They formed three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding the pair completely.

At the front of the crowd, Er Hu and Liu San were filled with excitement, staring unblinkingly at the center of the square for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

Liu Feng gripped his long spear tightly with both hands. The shaft trembled slightly, much like the surging emotions within him.

His piercing gaze remained locked onto Liu Qing, missing none of his father's slightest movements.

Liu Qing, meanwhile, looked calm and composed. An encouraging smile hung at the corner of his mouth, and although the long spear in his hand hung casually at his side, it gave off an invisible sense of pressure.

"Xiao Feng, come at me!" Liu Qing called out, his voice booming like a great bell and echoing across the square for a long while.

Liu Feng took a deep breath, lightly pushed off the ground, and charged at Liu Qing like an arrow from the bow.

He flicked his long spear, sending its tip straight toward Liu Qing's chest. It moved so quickly that it brought a howling gust of wind with it.

Liu Qing remained unhurried. He sidestepped and easily avoided the fierce strike, then swept his long spear across to steadily block Liu Feng's follow-up attack.

The two long spears collided fiercely. With a loud clang, sparks flew everywhere.

Seeing this, Liu Feng suddenly pulled back his spear and rapidly spun the shaft, wielding it like a whip as he swept it toward Liu Qing's legs.

Liu Qing frowned slightly, then leaped lightly into the air and executed a clean, nimble flip, easily evading the move.

After landing, he counterattacked at once. His long spear shot out like a venomous snake leaving its den, driving straight for Liu Feng's throat.

Liu Feng hurriedly raised his spear to block. The two long spears became entangled again, trading blows without either side giving an inch.

Every attack carried tremendous power and speed, leaving the surrounding villagers dumbfounded as gasps of amazement rose from time to time.

The battle grew increasingly fierce. Fine beads of sweat covered Liu Feng's forehead, and his breathing became rapid.

Yet his gaze only grew firmer, while Soul Power surged continuously inside his body like raging waves.

Liu Feng understood that this was a rare opportunity for training, and he had to give it his all.

Liu Qing noticed the change in Liu Feng and felt secretly gratified. At the same time, he increased the intensity of his attacks.

He displayed an exquisite Spear Technique. The long spear in his hands seemed like a nimble living thing, darting up and down in an impenetrable flurry.

Liu Feng clenched his teeth and fought to block Liu Qing's attacks, constantly adjusting his tactics as he tried to find a flaw in Liu Qing's defense.

Suddenly, Liu Feng had an idea. He pretended to be losing ground, taking several steps back and deliberately exposing an opening.

Liu Qing fell for it as expected. He lunged forward, his long spear stabbing straight toward Liu Feng's abdomen.

However, Liu Feng had been prepared. The moment Liu Qing attacked, he swiftly dodged left while twisting his spear and bringing its butt down hard on Liu Qing's wrist.

Liu Qing hurriedly pulled back his spear to block. This made him see Liu Feng's strength in an entirely new light; he had not expected his son to adapt so flexibly in battle.

The two fought fiercely for several more exchanges. Liu Feng gradually began to feel exhausted, his movements slowing and his attacks no longer as fierce as they had been at first.

Liu Qing seized the chance and suddenly exerted force. His long spear flashed like lightning, instantly knocking the long spear from Liu Feng's hand into the air.

"Good!" The surrounding villagers erupted into warm applause, while Er Hu and Liu San were so shocked that their mouths hung open.

"I never thought Liu Feng had become this strong! He could actually trade blows with his dad!" Er Hu exclaimed.

"Yeah, Brother Feng will definitely become a powerful Soul Master in the future!" Liu San agreed.

Liu Feng looked at the spear that had been knocked away. Though he felt somewhat disappointed, he reflected on himself even more.

He understood that there was still a huge gap between him and his father, and that he needed to cultivate even harder.

After the sparring ended, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Liu Feng did not return home. Instead, he went with his father to the bottom of the waterfall on the west side of the village.

The waterfall rushed down from above with a deafening roaring sound, splashing up layers of mist-like spray that filled the air.

Liu Feng removed his upper garment, revealing his sturdy chest.

He first splashed some water over himself to let his body adapt to the temperature, preventing himself from catching a chill or cramping after entering the water.

Then he took a deep breath, leaped into the water, and swam around happily.

The cool water current wrapped around his body, making him feel incomparably refreshed and dispelling the fatigue from the earlier battle.

Afterward, Liu Feng climbed onto a large rock beneath the waterfall.

The rock had been worn smooth by the water current. He assumed a horse stance on top of it, preparing to endure the waterfall's impact.

The waterfall crashed against his body like a powerful force. His body trembled slightly beneath the current, but he gritted his teeth and held on stubbornly.

After the time it took to burn an incense stick, Liu Feng's body finally could not hold on against the powerful impact of the water. He was washed off the rock and fell into the pool below.

He struggled a few times in the water before quickly swimming back to shore, where he rested briefly to regain his strength.

"Xiao Feng, how are you? Can you keep going?" Liu Qing asked concernedly from the side.

Liu Feng wiped the water from his face and nodded firmly. "I can!"

With that, he climbed back onto the rock and continued enduring the waterfall's impact.

At the Same Time, Liu Qing began training on the other side as well.

He summoned his Martial Soul, and Blue Silver Grass surged from his palm. He controlled the Blue Silver Grass through various exercises, sometimes making it coil flexibly like ropes and sometimes sending it shooting forth like sharp blades, using this to improve his precise control over Soul Power.

As he trained, he kept a close eye on Liu Feng's condition, ready at any moment to provide help if Liu Feng needed it.

After roughly half an hour of training, Liu Feng finally could not hold on and fell from the rock.

His entire back had been battered red by the waterfall, with faint streaks of blood seeping through his skin.

Seeing this, Liu Qing immediately stopped training and strode quickly to Liu Feng's side.

He used the Soul Skill Endless Ginseng. In an instant, a stalk of Blue Silver Grass that looked eighty percent similar to Earth Spirit Ginseng appeared in his hand.

This stalk of Blue Silver Grass emitted a gentle glow and carried a faint fragrance, as though it contained endless vitality and life force.

"Xiao Feng, eat this." Liu Qing handed the Blue Silver Grass to Liu Feng.

Liu Feng accepted the Blue Silver Grass and placed it in his mouth.

Instantly, a warm current flowed through his body. He could clearly feel the injuries caused by the waterfall rapidly healing, while the exhaustion from an entire afternoon of training quickly vanished as well.

His spirits lifted, and he felt filled with strength once more.

"I didn't expect Dad's Second Soul Skill to work this well. Before, it was always cooked into dishes. This is my first time eating it directly," Liu Feng said in surprise.

"My Second Soul Skill is the same as my First Soul Skill. Both came from Earth Spirit Ginseng, a Plant Soul Beast. It has the effects of healing and restoring physical strength."

Liu Qing patiently explained, "And this training method was one I used when I was young. Back then, Grandpa led me through it. Now, I am leading you through it."

After hearing this, a warm current surged through Liu Feng's heart.

He knew that this was not merely an inheritance, but also his family's hopes and love for him.

The two put on their clothes and prepared to return home.

On the way home, Liu Qing felt around in the pool and caught a crucian carp weighing around three jin.

The crucian carp flopped about energetically in his hand, its scales glimmering silver beneath the light of the setting sun, as though adding a bright touch to the beautiful day.

After returning home, Liu Qing handed the crucian carp to Liu Bai.

Liu Bai took the fish and said with a smile, "We get fish soup tonight!"

At dinner, Liu Bai made the crucian carp into a delicious fish soup.

"The fish soup is here!" Liu Bai brought over a large bowl of milky-white crucian carp soup.

Its rich aroma filled the entire house and made everyone's mouths water. Because Liu Feng had trained so intensely that day, his appetite was wide open.

He not only ate plenty of meat dishes, but also drank three large bowls of fish soup.

Every mouthful of fish soup made him feel immensely satisfied, as though all his exhaustion had disappeared along with the warm soup.

After dinner, Liu Feng returned to his room.

He lay on his bed, recalling the day's experiences, his heart filled with emotion.

He knew that he had taken another solid step forward on the path of a Soul Master, and that none of it would have been possible without his family's support and help.

He secretly swore that he would cultivate even harder, live up to everyone's expectations, and become a truly powerful Soul Master.

In the days that followed, Liu Feng continued maintaining his habit of arduous cultivation.

Every day, he meditated within the Blue Silver Grass Network and trained beneath the waterfall, constantly challenging his limits.

His strength continued to improve. Through his efforts, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul became even stronger, and the power of his First Soul Skill, Deep Roots, grew increasingly astonishing.

As Liu Feng's strength increased, he began trying to explore more of the mysteries of the Blue Silver Grass Network.

He discovered that the Blue Silver Grass Network could not only help him cultivate, but could also interact wonderfully with the surrounding environment.

He tried using the Blue Silver Grass Network to sense nearby Soul Power fluctuations. His spirit merged with so much Blue Silver Grass every day, and after some time, Liu Feng delightedly discovered that his spiritual power had increased a little. The result was that his senses had become sharper.

At the Same Time, Liu Feng had not forgotten his original intention—protecting the village and his family.

He began taking the initiative to help the other children in the village train, sharing his experiences and insights with them. Although the others did not have Soul Power, they could still do ordinary training.

Whether it was the body-training methods from at first, or some simple Fist Techniques and Spear Technique, Liu Feng was willing to teach any child in the village who wanted to learn.

Under his influence, the village children became filled with enthusiasm for the world of Soul Masters and physical training. They cultivated diligently, hoping that one day they could become like Liu Feng.