The next day, Yang Lin, the King Backing the Mountain, wanted to see Cheng Yaojin's martial skills, so he led his men to the training ground and had Cheng Yaojin demonstrate his abilities.
Cheng Yaojin said, "Father, I'm not bragging, but with the strength I have now, if I called myself second best under heaven, no one would dare claim first."
"Yaojin, aren't you boasting a little too much? Leaving your martial skills aside, your sheer strength is something I've rarely seen in my life. That alone would put you among the top five under heaven. But if you claim to be the best, I find that a little hard to believe," said the King Backing the Mountain.
Cheng Yaojin laughed. "Adoptive Father, you have no idea how strong I am. Well, let me show you."
With that, Cheng Yaojin ordered someone to bring over his giant axe.
Four soldiers soon carried over Cheng Yaojin's Eight Trigrams Mountain-Splitting Axe. He picked it up with one hand, strode to the center of the training ground, and began performing the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars and Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Axe Technique, a total of one hundred and eight forms.
The four-hundred-and-twenty-jin axe roared through the air in Cheng Yaojin's hands. Its wheel-sized head spun into an impenetrable barrier that neither splashed water nor falling rain could penetrate.
The one hundred and eight axe forms were exquisitely intricate, rarely seen in the world, and endlessly varied.
"Excellent, excellent, excellent! No wonder Yaojin dared boast that he was the best under heaven. This axe technique is peerless. Combined with his strength of ten thousand jin, even the invincible Yuwen Chengdu might be no match for him," Yang Lin praised.
Standing nearby, Qin Qiong also marveled inwardly. *I never imagined Yaojin would gain such abilities after we