Iron Mountain Lean! Mastered!

The fist tore through the air, sweeping wide as it hurtled toward Liu Chang's face.

"Fast!"

Even Liu Chang, a Great Completion of Bright Force fighter with countless battles under her belt, could not help but be startled by Yang Sheng's punching speed.

If talent in running lay in the speed of one's strides, then punching speed was a martial artist's talent.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Sheng was already before Liu Chang. His body arrived, and his fist arrived with it.

But Liu Chang was, after all, at Great Completion of Bright Force. Even though she had deliberately suppressed her cultivation, her composure was beyond that of ordinary martial artists.

After her brief surprise, she merely shifted slightly to the side and dodged the fierce punch.

For an ordinary martial artist, a charged punch missing its target would inevitably result in a moment of stiffness while they drew back their strength.

Liu Chang was particularly skilled at catching such openings during sparring.

This was also the main reason why her win rate ranked near the top of Bay City Martial Arts High School in its martial arts mock exams.

But in the next second, Yang Sheng planted his stance firmly and swung his missed fist out to the side at the limit.

It continued toward Liu Chang.

Even Jiang Tian could not help speaking up from the side.

"What a stable lower body. Only by rooting the lower body firmly can one control their strength. This kid can actually use that to avoid the stiffening."

Faced with Yang Sheng's fist, which had lost none of its momentum, Liu Chang had no choice but to dodge again.

Yang Sheng pressed his advantage, his two massive fists striking alternately from left and right.

He actually forced Liu Chang, a Great Completion of Bright Force fighter, to retreat again and again.

Only when she was about to back into the edge of the crowd did Liu Chang let out a snort.

Like a civet cat flipping over, she dodged Yang Sheng's attack, twisted her waist and hips to their limit, and turned to launch a counterattack.

Alarm bells instantly rang in Yang Sheng's mind.

His opponent's technique was clearly a level above his own.

Liu Chang's fist skimmed along Yang Sheng's arm and drove straight for his face.

If the blow landed solidly, even with Liu Chang suppressing herself to Lesser Completion of Bright Force—

It would at least break Yang Sheng's nose.

With nowhere to dodge, Yang Sheng instinctively raised his elbow to block.

A loud bang rang out.

Liu Chang's fist struck Yang Sheng's elbow head-on.

Both of them took half a step back.

Liu Chang said in surprise, "Your reactions are pretty quick."

But Yang Sheng was even more surprised than she was.

Because after completing that block, the panel appeared in his mind again.

[Bright Force (45/500)]

That inspired block had actually raised his cultivation progress by ten points.

Real combat improved cultivation far more than ordinary boxing practice.

Jiang Tian clapped his hands.

"Not bad. Even without any technique, you can exchange blows with an opponent a level above you through sheer fist strength alone, and you were even suppressing her most of the time."

Hearing Jiang Tian's words, Yang Sheng and Liu Chang withdrew their fists at the same time and cupped their hands.

"Kid, Zhao Huan wants to expel you. Are you willing to just accept it?"

At those words, Yang Sheng fell silent.

He was unwilling, but Zhao Huan was his homeroom teacher. Homeroom teachers held immense authority in Martial Arts High Schools, and expelling an unknown student like him was an easy matter.

Seeing Yang Sheng's silence, Jiang Tian continued, "Now, there is an opportunity. It depends on whether you can seize it."

Yang Sheng's eyes lit up as he looked at Jiang Tian solemnly.

"This student is willing to hear the details!"

"Come be my student."

Yang Sheng's gaze blazed.

"But becoming my student is no simple matter."

"I have two requirements for my students. First, their foundation must be solid. Second, they must have talent for techniques."

"Your foundation is solid, but you have never studied any techniques. Come here."

At his words, Yang Sheng strode toward Jiang Tian.

Liu Chang crossed her arms at the side, looking as though she were enjoying a show.

Just as Yang Sheng was about to reach Jiang Tian—

Jiang Tian took a probing step. His Iron Tower-like body suddenly twisted, whipping up a fierce gust.

Before Yang Sheng could react—

"Lean!"

Jiang Tian dropped his shoulder and slammed his entire body into Yang Sheng.

In that instant, Yang Sheng felt as though he had been hit head-on by a truck at full speed.

His body flew backward out of control for seven or eight meters.

After rolling once, Yang Sheng rose with the momentum.

He was neither angry nor resentful.

He knew Jiang Tian was teaching him martial arts.

Jiang Tian silently approved.

Neither arrogant nor impetuous, calm in temperament—he truly had the makings of a martial artist.

"What I just demonstrated was the first move of the martial technique Eight Extremes Fist: Iron Mountain Lean."

Upon hearing the name Eight Extremes Fist, Yang Sheng felt a trace of excitement.

Eight Extremes Fist was one of Bay City Martial Arts High School's premier fighting styles. It was incomparably fierce and remarkably effective in actual combat, a secret art not taught to outsiders.

He had not expected Jiang Tian's first demonstration to be such a top-tier technique.

He immediately cupped his hands again. "I am willing to receive Teacher's guidance."

Jiang Tian was in an excellent mood.

Even with so many people gathered around the gym—

He did not hide anything as he said, "Eight Extremes Fist is known for its simple movements and explosive power. As the saying goes: Tai Chi brings peace to the world through scholarship; Eight Extremes Fist settles heaven and earth through martial might."

"From what I have observed, your habits suit Eight Extremes Fist's close-range fighting style. Eight Extremes emphasizes power beginning at the heel, moving through the waist, and running through to the fingertips. It pursues shoulders that shake down the sky and stomps that quake the nine provinces."

"Its core techniques are the Six Openings. You may carefully sense the way I generated force just now."

"Starting with Iron Mountain Lean, if you can learn it within ten days, I will let you transfer into the High-Aspiration Class."

After hearing Jiang Tian's explanation, Yang Sheng seemed to gain an insight.

He touched the place Jiang Tian had struck, then recalled Jiang Tian's entire sequence of movements, from the opening stance to the attack.

He closed his eyes and began directly simulating it in his mind.

Seeing Yang Sheng enter that state so quickly—

Jiang Tian nodded, turned to Liu Chang, and said, "Let's go."

Liu Chang hurriedly followed him.

"Teacher, you only demonstrated it for him once? Aren't you going to give him the Iron Mountain Lean manual?"

Jiang Tian said, "The manuals compiled by the school are too detailed and cumbersome. They even explain how to generate force at every stage, but every person is different. The techniques in books may not suit everyone."

"I demonstrated Iron Mountain Lean in full just now. If he truly has talent for techniques, he will grasp the basics within half a month. Then I will take him in directly."

Liu Chang asked, "Then why did you give him only ten days?"

Jiang Tian said, "Students like him clawed their way up from the bottom. Once they seize even the slightest opportunity, they will never let go. Giving him ten days is also giving him pressure."

Liu Chang asked, "Teacher, how long did it take you to learn Iron Mountain Lean back then?"

Jiang Tian laughed heartily, as if recalling those days. "Your teacher was a peerless genius in his youth. I grasped the basics of Iron Mountain Lean in just five days. Over the years, only your senior brother Wang Chao has been faster than me, and even he needed four days."

He was rather proud. The two people in all of Bay City who had learned Iron Mountain Lean in the shortest time were himself and his student.

That record had remained unbroken to this day.

By the time the two reached the entrance of the gym—

Yang Sheng was sitting on the ground in contemplation. In his mind, Jiang Tian's entire sequence of movements had been reproduced with precision.

Empowered by the Martial God Soul, those movements were broken down one by one, transforming into threads of insight that merged into Yang Sheng's body.

He suddenly opened his eyes. Then he drove off the ground, twisted his waist and hips, and charged toward a sandbag by the gym entrance with a violent gust in tow.

"Lean!"

The tremendous force instantly snapped the thick hemp rope suspending the sandbag.

The sandbag, weighing over a hundred pounds, shot away like a cannonball.

It passed through the gap between Jiang Tian and Liu Chang, then exploded at the gym entrance with a thunderous crash.

Fine grains of sand scattered across the ground.

Iron Mountain Lean!

Mastered!