Shen Wentian: A Battle to Establish His Might!
Shen Clan.
"Father, the Withering and Flourishing Sect has launched a wager against our Shen Clan?"
After Shen Wentian finished speaking, he looked at Shen Tianxun.
Seeing Shen Tianxun nod, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face:
"I really don't know where they get their confidence from."
Upon hearing this, Shen Tianxun coughed lightly and said:
"Tian'er, do not underestimate the enemy. As the saying goes, even a lion can only hunt a rabbit with..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Wentian laughed and said:
"Alright, Father, do you even believe what you're saying?"
"Can a Withering and Flourishing Sect truly pose a threat to our Shen Clan and to me?"
Shen Tianxun paused, then changed the subject:
"Believe? I don't believe a damn thing!"
After saying this, the father and son looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
After a moment, Shen Tianxun turned and asked:
"Tian'er, judging from your aura, it shouldn't be too long before you break through, right?"
"Soon." Shen Wentian nodded.
"No objections will be raised within the next two weeks; all that's needed is a trigger."
"An opportunity." Shen Tianxun suddenly smiled:
"Perfect timing. This betting battle is in about two weeks. Perhaps you can use that opportunity to find a breakthrough."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wentian shook his head helplessly:
"It seems Father still believes in the strength of the younger generation of the Withering and Flourishing Sect."
"Non-Self the first to act, it doesn't have to be me; the other younger members of the clan will suffice."
Shen Tianxun looked at Shen Wentian and smiled:
"Tian'er, there are some things I should tell you."
"What is it?" Shen Wentian, looking at him.
"Our ancestor once obtained an artifact called the Faith-Forging Field,' the grade of which is unknown, but its power was immense."
"This Faith-Forging Field is now a training ground open only to core members of the clan. You've been there before; did you notice anything different?"
Shen Wentian looked thoughtful, then shook his head, and then asked directly:
What is so special about the capabilities of the Faith-Forging Field?
"His special quality is that once he's on the field, victory or defeat is entirely up to him."
It can make the strong strong and the weak weak, and it can also make the weak strong and the strong weak.
Hearing this, Shen Wentian:
"This isn't anything special; setting up suppressive or buffing formations on the field can achieve the same effect."
"No, no, no." Shen Tianxun shook his head.
"If that's your thinking, then you're underestimating him."
As he spoke, Shen Tianxun stood up:
"Come, let me show you how it works."
A few breaths later, the two arrived at a vast training ground.
"Tian'er, do you feel anything different?"
Shen Wentian sensed for a moment, then shook his head.
Shen Tianxun smiled, raised his hand and waved it, and instantly a barrier of power gathered in front of him.
"Strike! Smash it!"
Shen Wentian nodded, took a step forward, and instantly his power gathered, his aura surging.
Brush.
With a flash of light and shadow, Shen Wentian's figure crashed onto the barrier.
Thump!
A deep, muffled thud was heard.
However, that's all there is to it.
The barrier didn't even budge.
Shen Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, but he did not stop there. Instead, he directly activated his martial skill.
Swish, swish, swish, swish.
Bang bang bang dong!
Shen Wentian's speed was astonishing; each strike was like a cascading wave, with his power constantly increasing.
Under such a concentrated offensive, the barrier finally began to crumble.
But it was only a slight alteration; to destroy it completely was clearly and visibly impossible.
"How about it, is it difficult to do?"
Shen Tianxun's voice rang out, and Shen Wentian stopped what he was doing.
"Such strength Non-Self current level can break."
Shen Wentian shook his head:
"Even that prodigy of the Liu Clan might not be able to do it."
"Not bad." Shen Tianxun nodded.
"This is indeed far beyond your capabilities."
"But..."
Shen Tianxun paused, then quickly made several hand seals from his sleeves.
There was no obvious reaction, nor any perceptible change.
Shen Tianxun said:
"Now, try again."
Shen Wentian focused his thoughts on the barrier.
The barrier remained unchanged.
But Shen Wentian still made a move.
Brush!
The starting stance remains the same, and the speed, power, and strength are similar to before.
However, this time...
Boom!
A deafening explosion rang out, like a thunderbolt shattering the heavens.
The entire barrier exploded with a roar, centered on the point where Shen Wentian made contact, and then dissipated into power.
"This!"
Shen Wentian stopped abruptly and immediately spoke:
"Did Father weaken its power?"
Shen Tianxun looked at Shen Wentian's reaction with satisfaction and said with a smile:
"Nothing has changed, it's just that you've become stronger, which makes it seem weaker."
A look of disbelief finally appeared on Shen Wentian's face:
But I didn't feel it.
Shen Tianxun laughed heartily, "If it could be sensed, how could it be worthy of being called very strong?"
After saying that, he stepped forward and patted Shen Wentian on the shoulder, saying:
"Once you're in that situation, if you want to, you can achieve anything, not just cross-border warfare, but even cross-border crushing."
A glint of light flashed in Shen Wentian's eyes, and he said directly:
"Could this be used on the prodigies and younger generations of powerful clans like the Liu Clan?"
Shen Tianxun's breath hitched, and he coughed lightly:
"That won't do."
"Will we be discovered?" Shen Wentian.
"Discovery is a low-probability event."
Shen Tianxun shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his voice:
"Wen'er, there are other things in this world besides winning and losing. You will gradually understand these things in the future."
Those prodigies from top-tier forces are not necessarily incapable of sparring.
It's just that it's somewhat comfortable, making it difficult to move freely.
Regardless of the actual strength or weakness, in this kind of situation, if you lose, the person on stage suffers; if you win, everyone on and off stage suffers.
"Okay."
Shen Wentian didn't ask any questions, but looked at the field and said:
"What is Father planning to do?"
Shen Tianxun did not answer, but asked:
Now that you know all this, what are your thoughts?
Shen Wentian pondered for a moment and said:
"My father means that I should start paying attention to my reputation from now on, so this battle should be my battle to establish that reputation."
"Not bad." Shen Tianxun nodded.
"Will there be many people coming that day?" Shen Wentian asked again.
"All who come to watch will be given a seat. As for the others, please rest assured that there will be no shortage of spectators for your battle to establish your authority," Shen Tianxun said.
Shen Wentian nodded, then said:
"Now that we know all this, this so-called gambling battle was nothing but a performance."
"Since it's a performance, it must achieve the best effect. Even though they're all steps, different locations and different qualities will definitely have different effects after stepping on them."
"So..."
Shen Wentian looked at Shen Tianxun and said:
"Let those ninety-nine people from the clan in front of us step on top of this, raising the steps of the Withering and Flourishing Sect to a higher position."
"Make it as strong as possible; the stronger it is, the better it will complement me."
Shen Tianxun nodded approvingly, then asked:
"Wait for your arrival, and I'll finish you off with one strike?"
"No." Upon hearing Shen Wentian decisively shook his head.
"Only by combining the real and the illusory can the best effect be achieved. However, it's still a bit lacking to defeat the younger generation of the Withering and Flourishing Sect. Now, my breakthrough is just one opportunity away. If I can break through in a battle, it will definitely make the world speculate."
"He truly is worthy of being my son, Shen Tianxun!" Shen Tianxun's eyes were full of admiration.