Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 149 - 10 Testing

Chapter 149: Chapter 10 Testing

The sky was filled with leaden clouds, seemingly ready to crush down. Heavy snow poured mercilessly from the depths of the heavens, each flake carrying a piercing chill. They tumbled in the wind, forming sharp white storms, sweeping through every corner of Yanghua, covering withered vegetation, and plunging everything into silence.

At the Zhu family martial arts hall, outside the courtyard, on top of a large tree, two figures in white coats were concealed among the branches. One figure was slender and handsome, the other burly and strong. Despite the biting cold, a foot of snow had already accumulated on their bodies, yet they remained motionless, like stone sculptures.

Only the bright eyes on their faces betrayed that they were indeed alive.

On the tree branches, when they saw Lin Yuan easily kill Lu Hualiang, their calm breathing showed some slight fluctuations.

"Shixin, should we act now?" The burly figure transmitted this through a slight wave of energy to Pei Shixin beside him, saying, "If we don’t intervene, I’m afraid something might happen to Shen Wanpo the Guest Elder and Lin the Pill Master when facing Hong Wenli and their elders."

"Uncle Song, aids gained easily are often discarded like old shoes. Only at a critical moment does assistance in dire times appear precious, highlighting our Pei family’s care and kindness towards Lin Yuan," Pei Shixin also transmitted his voice energetically, shaking his head slightly. "You must realize, Lin Yuan has been in the academy for less than half a year and has already surpassed the Condensing Yuan realm. Have you ever seen such a speed of improvement?"

"Isn’t Lin Yuan a middle-grade Pill Master?" Song Qixuan refuted, "As an Alchemist, obtaining pills isn’t hard. Consuming large amounts of medicine pills, even with poor talent, provides a significant chance to step into Condensing Yuan. Such speed is also normal for him."

"Uncle Song, you’ve neglected a point," Pei Shixin argued again, "Martial Artists relying on consuming massive amounts of pills often have weak intent, and their energy quality can’t compare to those who train diligently and accumulate step by step."

"Just now you also saw. When Lin Yuan controlled Ouyang Xing, his energy fluctuations were even lighter than Ouyang Xing’s, what does that indicate? It indicates that Lin Yuan’s ’intent’ has accumulated to a certain degree, leaving Ouyang Xing defenseless."

Pei Shixin cast a faint gaze at Lin Yuan, who faced Hong Huaiyun and his companions in the hall with composure.

"Look at Lin Yuan’s attitude again, facing such scenarios, he appears quite confident. I want to see what extent his strength has reached! Our Pei family, unclear about his strength, can’t feel secure using him."

Pei Shixin’s eyes turned cold, shifting his gaze to the long-haired woman: "Plus, Hong Wenli seems eager to kill Lin Yuan, truly not taking our Pei family seriously. Recently, the clan head has been holding back; despite the Hong family’s various provocations, they haven’t retaliated."

A murderous intent floated in Pei Shixin’s heart: "This woman is a rising star of the Hong family. If today there is a chance to kill her again, it would surely quell the Hong family’s voice."

In truth, Pei Shixin had words he left unsaid in his heart.

Originally ordered by the Family Head, he came in a hurry to protect Lin Yuan and should have acted immediately. But after seeing Hong Wenli, he changed his mind.

Lin Yuan’s alchemy talent was outstanding, with clear potential for future considerable improvement in alchemy skills. He intended to appear at Lin Yuan’s most critical point, saving his life. By doing so, he would both eliminate Hong Wenli and gain Lin Yuan’s gratitude—a joyous success.

"In the family’s recognition this year, I will definitely be a name on the list and perhaps enter the Elder Council early," Pei Shixin couldn’t help but look forward to it.

Upon hearing this, Song Qixuan fell silent, refocusing his attention on the hall.

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In the main hall of the Zhu family martial arts hall, Shen Wanpo was now standing in the center, unleashing all his energy, creating a vortex-like effect, continuously stirring the cold around him.

The disciples of the martial arts hall, with lower martial arts skills, all felt unstable underfoot, a strong suction pulling them towards Shen Wanpo.

The disciples hurriedly retreated, with some even crossing the doorway, disregarding the falling snow, running to stand on the bluestone slabs of the martial arts field.

They could all tell that today’s battle at the Zhu family martial arts hall was inevitable. Afraid that the aftershocks of the battle might reach them, they couldn’t withstand the attention of the Condensing Yuan experts.

Zhu Lingshan looked worried, but she understood that such battles were beyond her ability to involve. Immediately, she led her master to retreat to the corridor of the rear courtyard, watching from afar.

In the main hall, after two or three breaths, it was already empty, leaving only Lin Yuan and Shen Wanpo facing Hong Huaiyun and Hong Wenli’s group.

At this moment, Lin Yuan said lightly, "I, Lin, may not be anything special."

Lin Yuan extended his finger, his eyes fixed on Hong Huaiyun, and whispered, "Just asking, with Shen Keqing at the peak of Condensing Yuan Sixth Grade here, does that count for something?"

"Only two paths to choose?" Lin Yuan chuckled, then suddenly his expression turned cold: "That’s just in your eyes."

"Our Zhu family martial arts hall will forge its path today!"

"Wang Dong! Attacking my master before, and insulting my martial arts hall later. Without killing Wang Dong, how can the Zhu family martial arts hall establish prestige?" Lin Yuan’s eyes fixated on Wang Dong coldly: "Shen Keqing, first take Wang Dong’s head, new and old grudges settled together!"

"Heh heh. A small matter," Shen Wanpo chuckled lightly.

Yet his attention wasn’t on Wang Dong. Shen Wanpo’s energy fluctuations were always sensing the man behind Hong Wenli. Among those present, he vaguely felt this person’s power was comparable to his own.

If that person acted, he wouldn’t dare claim to protect Lin Yuan today. But without a fight, one mustn’t lose momentum.

Once a Martial Artist loses momentum, they can’t exert six-tenths of their strength. How dare they speak of martial prowess?

But after Shen Wanpo finished speaking.

Wang Dong was startled, instantly lifting his saber horizontally to his chest, his expression wary.

His heart was extremely tense because he was confident about dealing with Lin Yuan, but he wasn’t sure about facing a peak Condensing Yuan Sixth Grade presence.

If not for Hong Huaiyun being upfront today, once that Condensing Yuan Sixth Grade’s gaze swept over, he would have fled long ago.

At the front, Hong Huaiyun felt emboldened, with Miss Liu backing him, naturally, someone would deal with the Condensing Yuan Sixth Grade. He only needed to grasp Lin Yuan, which would be a significant achievement.

"I expected you to have considerable skill, only to be relying on a fox’s borrowed might," Hong Huaiyun mocked, "Do you think we don’t have reinforcements?"

"Sixth Miss is here; how could she allow you to act so recklessly!" Hong Huaiyun, confident and strategic, sat back down on the chair and commanded, "Wang Dong, Nie Lanhong, Xue Wan, attack together, capture Lin Yuan."

Just as Hong Huaiyun instructed the others, Guan Long behind Hong Wenli stepped forward.

After he crossed past Hong Wenli, his energy grew more intense, and his momentum became stronger.

"Pill Master Lin, this person is indeed as I expected, his strength is not beneath mine," Shen Wanpo’s expression grew solemn. "I will try to hold them back while you find a chance to escape to the Pei family. Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable."

As Shen Wanpo transmitted this, his energy gathered, focusing all his attention on Guan Long.

Boom!

In an instant, a deafening sonic boom erupted,

Everyone was suddenly startled as if their fists and feet clashed, sparks flying, even the air trembling.

Boom! Boom!

Before the crowd could recover from their first shock, Shen Wanpo’s right fist had already struck Guan Long’s blocking arm. The exchange of their fists and feet was like a fierce battle between a dragon and a tiger, a series of afterimages flickering in front of Hong Huaiyun’s group.

Violent Qi Force erupted from the point of their exchange.

In addition to the powerful gales, they carried behind them the profound intent contained within the two’s energies.

"Is this the prowess of top-tier mid-stage Condensing Yuan experts?" Lin Yuan’s face showed astonishment.

Yet, inside, he remained calm, quietly sensing the fist intent at the point of their exchange.

Everyone was probing his martial arts cultivation, but wasn’t he also exploring the martial prowess of the two mid-stage Condensing Yuan Martial Artists? Or maybe something more?