Martial Saint!
Chapter 95 - 0085 Tiger Fights Black Dragon

Chapter 95: 0085 Tiger Fights Black Dragon

Wang Caiying is the great-granddaughter of Wang Jidao. Originally, she should have directly attended the affiliated high school of Galaxy Martial University in the north and then naturally progressed to Galaxy Martial University.

But this girl insisted on going to the land of waters in Jiangnan. Luckily, Wang Jidao was in Su City, so they let Wang Caiying study there for three years to experience Jiangnan.

When she was tired of it, they would send her back to Galaxy Martial University.

...

On the stage.

Wang Caiying made the first move. She advanced with the speed of an arrow, crossing a distance of three yards like a thunder pour, her 1.7-meter-tall figure bringing a gust of wind that scattered the fallen leaves on the platform. Her right hand, shaped into a Dragon Claw, aimed a hook punch from the side, the fierce wind specifically targeting Lu Chenzhou’s temple.

Lu Chenzhou retreated and ducked to evade the strike.

"What a vicious fist technique!"

Before Lu Chenzhou could counterattack, the aggressively fighting Wang Caiying launched attacks from both sides, her Double Dragon Claw thrusting through the air like rapid, crisscrossing slashes of a knife.

Lu Chenzhou rolled away from this barrage with several Black Tiger Rolls. Composing himself, he braced his right arm on the ground and swept his opponents with a ground sweep targeting her lower body.

Wang Caiying jumped to avoid it, landed, and spun around to follow up with a move she named "Black Dragon Tail," aiming directly for Lu Chenzhou’s groin, which he blocked with a downward motion of the right arm.

Bang!

He was sent flying backward, landing several somersaults away.

Liu Quanhai couldn’t help but say,

"What the hell, isn’t this woman too sinister? That’s a move that can end a lineage."

Wang Gang shouted,

"Chenzhou, use Hard Qi Gong! Beat the crap out of her!"

He intended to recommend a third-rate Shaolin Hard Qigong technique called Iron Crotch Skill to Lu Chenzhou. With that technique at Great Success, he wouldn’t have to worry about such vulgar moves.

A real man has to fight with vigor and valor!

Lu Chenzhou’s feet shook the ground, his face flushing as he mustered his energy. Since this junior sister was so ruthless, he had to use the Arhat Skill for his safety!

"Bring it on!"

His muscles swelled, straining against his training clothes. Feeling restricted, he simply tore off his clothes, revealing an upper body bronze with scars and redolent with the smell of medicinal ointment.

In that moment, Lu Chenzhou was like an Arhat descended to earth!

"Cool! Beat her!"

Wang Gang and others were cheering nonstop, like the climax of excitement.

Many of the female students’ faces also turned red in an instant.

"Why take off your clothes?"

"Hehehe, why reward us?"

The air was thick with the scent of hormones.

The initially dominant Wang Caiying was shaken by Lu Chenzhou’s aura; she boldly scrutinized Lu Chenzhou’s torso several times.

Hard Qi Gong? Good, very good!

She could now fight more freely, having held back before, not fully unleashing the ferocity of Black Dragon Eighteen Hands.

She had been afraid of injuring Lu Chenzhou.

Bang bang bang!

Wang Caiying, like a dragon skimming the sky, attacked again with a move called "Gold and Silver Hooks," combining hands and legs, boxing at the face and hooking at the lower body.

Lu Chenzhou dodged the fist but was caught by the leg hook. He stumbled, but his Tiger Claw took the opportunity to firmly clamp down on Wang Caiying’s right wrist. Bang! Lu Chenzhou fell to the ground, but Wang Caiying, who had been thrown off by his unusual strength from his intense cultivation of Hard Qi Gong, stabilized her body mid-air with a move called "Dragon Ascending Through Waves" and dove back into the fight. Lu Chenzhou, on the ground, kicked upwards, which Wang Caiying deflected with her left hand. Boom! She grunted as the Black Tiger kick sent her flying. Lu Chenzhou sprang to his feet and grabbed Wang Caiying by the arm at the joint, his shoulders vibrating like a drawn bow, leading into a Black Tiger over-the-shoulder throw.

Bang!

Wang Caiying was slammed squarely onto the ground, Lu Chenzhou showing no mercy; he was too immersed in the fight. Although she was bruised for sure, Wang Caiying, a Fifth Rank, wasn’t in any severe danger since Lu Chenzhou hadn’t used his Dark Force.

Wang Caiying felt dizzy, her Qi-Blood swirling, and her organs trembling.

Her breathing was erratic, and her attacks became disorganized.

Lu Chenzhou straddled her, grabbed her instinctively counterattacking left fist, and pressed his knee against her struggling long legs, pinning her completely to the ground.

This move was Nameless—he named it on the spot:

Black Tiger Sitting Water Buffalo.

If it were real combat, he could have taken Wang Caiying’s life by now!

"Alright, Chenzhou, you’ve won. Let her go," Yu Zheng said in haste, admiring the boy’s ruthlessness.

This was Master Wang’s great-granddaughter!

You’re about to flatten her, for crying out loud.

Hong Fu, unaware of these details, cheered on enthusiastically:

"Tiger Form, World’s Number One!"

Wang Gang roared with joy:

"A true man must practice Hard Qi Gong!"

The students from grade 12 were over the moon.

"Chenzhou is the only one for the job."

"Man, I can’t bring myself to hit her..."

"She’s a beauty from a noble family, who dares to hit her? Who would want to?"

"Chenzhou is indeed a paragon for straight men!"

Some seniors were particularly fond of this junior sister, and as soon as Wang Caiying arrived, she quickly became a prominent figure at school.

But Lu Chenzhou didn’t care about that; he hit without hesitation. Not hitting someone just because they’re a woman, or intentionally holding back, would be discrimination and disrespect to women!

Huo Tianyu was visibly shaken.

She had thought about taking revenge on Lu Chenzhou once he reached Sixth Rank, but now she had an intuition that even if she tried her best, she could not beat Lu Chenzhou at Fifth Rank.

Once Lu Chenzhou reached Sixth Rank, it would be even less of a contest.

The guy was too ruthless!

She didn’t want to be humiliated in the ring.

Lu Chenzhou stood up and reached out to pull up his junior sister.

He smiled and said,

"I am sorry, junior sister, I got carried away and forgot to pull my punches."

Wang Caiying, covered in dust, with flushed cheeks, went through a range of expressions, looking like she was about to cry, before stubbornly and casually saying,

"Thank you, senior brother, for the lesson. You didn’t need to hold back."

She sprung up like a carp to stand and disappeared into the crowd in a flash. A group of freshman boys took this chance to follow after her, wishing to comfort the proud class president.

Lu Chenzhou got dressed.

"Chenzhou, let’s go eat!"

Liu Huan and the others were very happy. Chenzhou had saved the face of the sophomore class. If he had been defeated by a junior sister, those freshmen, who hadn’t even grown all their hairs, would’ve been too proud to keep their tails down.

The peak of Fangshan.

Wang Jidao sighed and continued practicing Heavenly Pile.

"I really can’t beat him..."

The freshman Martial Arts competition came to an end.

The thrill of this battle became a favorite topic among students, especially since both competitors had low class root bones—one dragon, one tiger—adding a touch of legend to the tale.

...

That evening, at the peak of Fangshan.

Wang Jidao looked at Wang Caiying with red eyes.

"Why are you crying?"

"I’m not crying."

"Then why are you rubbing your eyes?"

"That’s because I miss my great-grandfather."

"Smooth talker."

"Great-grandfather, I practice the almost-small-success-level ’Black Dragon Eighteen Hands.’ How could I not beat Lu Chenzhou? He only used third-class Martial Arts."

The hierarchy in Martial Arts isn’t something arbitrary.

At the same realm, the Martial Arts of higher quality are naturally more powerful. An almost-small-success first-class Martial Arts should theoretically be stronger than a perfect-level third-class Martial Arts.

Although Wang Caiying had an average root bone, she was born into a noble family with a grandmaster as a great-grandfather, granting her excellent innate conditions. Thus she reached Perfection in Basic Boxing during her first year. Afterward, she didn’t learn any third-class Martial Arts and, thanks to her high comprehension after sudden enlightenment, she ambitiously studied first-class Martial Arts.

This study took three years—from Beginner to Mastery, and now she was approaching Small Success, with her cultivation at fifth rank and not far from the Breakthrough Sixth. Along the way, she considered there to be only a few beneath intermediate root bone who could match her.

She was no genius but still surpassed genius. In a family like the Wangs, where talent was abundant, wouldn’t the grandmaster cherish her if she wasn’t noteworthy? Her pride, being birthed by undermining a genius, was now mercilessly shattered.

Grandmaster Wang was amused by the earnest young girl.

Suddenly, he spoke sternly:

"Haven’t you figured it out yet? It’s perfectly normal that you couldn’t beat him. You underestimated him from the start. Although you seemed humble, you were actually proud. Your opening was an overconfident fierce assault. That kid seemed to be at a disadvantage but was actually probing your strength and adapting to your moves and intensity. ’Black Dragon Eighteen Hands’ is weaker in leg technique, specializing in hand capturing. You gave him several openings in the middle. When he engaged his Hard Qi Gong, you didn’t interrupt. Isn’t that asking for death?"

Wang Caiying was silenced by the scolding.

After a moment, she clenched her fist and said:

"I will definitely beat him next time!"

"First, reach the sixth rank for me."

"Okay."

...

Martial Arts Room.

"Good job, Chenzhou."

Hong Fu was in a great mood and decided to give Lu Chenzhou 3 extra private lessons.

"I feel that Wang Junior Sister’s strength and techniques are very strong, but she lacks in actual combat."

Lu Chenzhou spoke honestly.

Today, he had indeed witnessed the power of first-class Martial Arts.

Hong Fu asked:

"Do you want to learn first-class Martial Arts now?"

"Teacher, let’s wait a bit more."

"Alright, come and find me whenever you’re ready."

This kid could actually resist the temptation of first-class fist techniques. Impressive.

Lu Chenzhou just wanted to master the Martial Arts he already knew. He indeed had a Martial Arts Tree, but with his current root bone and comprehension, he wasn’t ready to learn too many difficult Martial Arts at once. Even if he started now, it would take a long time to reach a level where he could effectively use them in combat.

Hong Fu said:

"Oh, and Teacher Yu asked me to tell you, that Wang Caiying is the beloved great-granddaughter of that master on the mountain. If she comes to spar with you again, don’t go too hard and hurt her."

Lu Chenzhou felt somewhat helpless:

"I’m always careful, but that girl is quite fierce."

That move targeting below the belt—who among men could withstand it?

Hong Fu laughed heartily:

"Protecting yourself is most important. Who cares if she’s the daughter of a grandmaster? If she tries to play dirty, then treat her with her own medicine.

Many dirty moves are actually viable in real combat. But most Martial Artists, especially the men, avoid using them due to pride. We of the Tiger Form don’t need thick skin; we do whatever is most ferocious!"

Lu Chenzhou learned something new.

"I understand."

Seeing Lu Chenzhou so serious, Hong Fu reminded him, "However, when sparring with fellow disciples, try to avoid using dirty moves. In fact, Martial Artists are often best protected in vulnerable spots. If you attack there, it’s easy to be counter-killed."

Lu Chenzhou nodded, showing he understood.

Hong Fu smiled:

"Come on then, let’s give you a special training today."

...

September 6th, morning, a day off.

"Chenzhou, time for cross training!"

Wang Gang’s voice echoed beneath the dorm building. Lu Chenzhou didn’t have to attend classes for the time being, so he spent more time on cross training. Wang Gang’s parents were staff at Galaxy Martial Arts School and lived on campus. Whenever he had time, he’d come to find Lu Chenzhou.

"Coming."

Lu Chenzhou went downstairs, and Wang Gang handed him a hardcover book.

"What’s this?"

"Take a look yourself."

Lu Chenzhou took it and his vision darkened.

"Iron... Iron Crotch Skill?"

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