Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 35 - 35 35 - I've Wanted to Hit You for a Long Time!

35: Chapter 35 – I’ve Wanted to Hit You for a Long Time!

35: Chapter 35 – I’ve Wanted to Hit You for a Long Time!

Zhang San had just spent eight years practicing blade technique in his dream, and now he could be sure that as long as he encountered something during the day, he would dream about the old man teaching it to him when he slept.

This ‘think by day, dream by night’ Golden Finger, Zhang San temporarily named it the “Sun Golden Hand”.

Now that he had learned blade technique, it was naturally time to find someone to test how good his skills were.

As for Big Head Wang, Zhang San felt he still had some skills and experience and wasn’t suitable as the first target for a self-test.

But Wang Ziteng was different, as he hardly had any real combat experience, which made him the perfect candidate for testing his own level.

So, after getting off the carriage, Zhang San found Wang Ziteng and blurted out, “I want to spar with you tonight!”

However, the thoughts that came to Wang Ziteng’s mind were immediately about the favored boys raised by the good-for-nothing older cousins in his family who didn’t learn properly.

Pah!

Disgusting!

“Zhang San…

you can spend some money on this kind of thing.

It doesn’t cost much!

Even if you have to do it sneakily!

Disgusting!

Disgusting!”

Zhang San was baffled by Wang Ziteng’s scolding.

“I’m just looking to spar with you on blade technique, not to mention I definitely won’t pay you, what’s disgusting about that?

Are you pregnant or something?”

Wang Ziteng’s face was twisted in frustration.

“So it’s a spar!” Wang Ziteng immediately put on a smiling face, “Hahaha…

yes, just a spar.”

Zhang San frowned at Wang Ziteng, who looked like a fool, and retorted, “What else would it be?”

“Nothing.

So, when do you want to spar?”

Zhang San naturally hoped the sooner, the better, “I’m ready anytime.

How about…

while they are busy cooking now, we have a match?”

“Great!”

Although Wang Ziteng had been defeated by Zhang San the last time he competed for the team leader position, he was still full of defiance.

Plus, he had just tried to help everyone cook and ended up burning the cabbage to a crisp.

Looking at the martial artists’ faces, darker than the burnt cabbage, he could only go around picking up twigs for kindling on his own.

To breathe easy and stand tall would be today!

Zhang San, you’re done for!

So, both of them found some cloth strips, wrapped their swords and blades with them, and coated them in white ash.

This way, during the spar, they could judge whether a hit landed based on the white ash marks on their opponent’s body without causing any real harm.

Seeing that these two young men were going to spar again, everyone curiously gathered around to watch.

After Zhang San wrapped his blade, he smelled the aroma of meat and said, “It’s boring just to spar, let’s bet on something.”

“Alright, what do you want to bet?”

Zhang San’s eyes shifted, and he said, “I didn’t eat breakfast this morning and I’m really hungry now, so let’s bet on a meal.

Whoever loses doesn’t eat lunch today!”

“OK!”

Wang Ziteng didn’t believe he would lose again this time.

However, as the two began to cross blades, many people noticed that although both young men were still in the early stage of the Primordial Qi Realm, Refining Qi into the Body, they possessed extraordinary combat strength.

They were no less skilled than those in the second stage, Twelve Meridian Channels, and could even attain the level of the third stage, Innate Qi.

Though both had retracted their qi, not relying on it to determine the outcome, the strength of the young men’s qi could still be felt.

However, as they fought, Wei suddenly let out a cold laugh.

Xu must have noticed something to approach Wei, and asked, “What did you notice?”

“Zhang San is a genius with the blade, and from his swordsmanship, it’s mostly learned from Big Head Wang’s military blade technique, broad strokes and all.

But there’s a downside to the military blade technique; it’s meant for formation combat where soldiers cover each other, so some moves emphasize defense before offense.

Zhang San, however, has done away with the defensive parts, focusing solely on attack.

It’s as if the person is wielding the blade.”

“Now take a look at Wang Ziteng.

His swordplay seems fancy and his footwork graceful.

It looks pretty, but in reality, there are often flashy yet impractical, or downright useless movements.

He lacks real combat experience and is completely dictated by the swordsmanship.”

With Wei’s commentary, Xu also noticed that although Wang Ziteng’s swordsmanship appeared sharp, it was far from being as practical as Zhang San’s blade technique.

Sure enough, a moment later, Zhang San got behind Wang Ziteng and gave him a smack on the butt.

Hmm…

That smack was a kick.

Wang Ziteng, lying on the ground, was very unsatisfied.

“We agreed to fight with weapons, kicking is unfair!” he protested.

Hearing Wang Ziteng’s argument, Zhang San laughed.

“Alright then, we’ll start over.

But what will you bet this time?

You’ve already lost your lunch.”

Wang Ziteng felt that he had only been careless for a moment and was certain he wouldn’t lose again if they fought another round.

“If I lose again, I’ll go without dinner too!” he declared.

“Good!”

The moment Wang Ziteng inexplicably agreed to let Zhang San spend money for him, Zhang San already had a plan to dig a trap step by step, based on Wang Ziteng’s personality.

A moment later, Zhang San used a Wind Series Technique to trip Wang Ziteng, pointing his blade at his heart.

“Do you yield now?” Zhang San asked.

“Of course not!” Wang Ziteng retorted.

“Well, if we bet again and I don’t let you eat, I’d be too harsh as a team leader.

How about this?

If you lose again, you give me that jade pendant of yours, deal?” Zhang San proposed.

Wei chuckled to himself from a distance: I knew it!

This kid is even craftier than a monkey!

From the first round of the spar, Wei could tell that Zhang San had confirmed his own progress; there was no need for a second round.

Why would Zhang San agree to Wang Ziteng?

It wasn’t simply youthful spirit wanting to make Wang Ziteng concede; Zhang San wanted to take advantage of Wang Ziteng’s dissatisfaction to make a profit.

And sure enough, the plan was in motion.

Surely Wang Ziteng wouldn’t be foolish enough to see a pit and jump in, would he?

“Fine!

In all my life, I, Wang Ziteng, will not be outdone by anyone!

Fight again!” he exclaimed.

Soon enough, Zhang San was sitting on Wang Ziteng, undoing his belt and taking down the exquisitely valued jade pendant adorned with tassels and a crane.

So infuriated by Zhang San, Wang Ziteng nearly broke through his cultivation limit right there and then, against the restrictions of the Primordial Extreme Technique.

By the time Zhang San stood up, Wang Ziteng, with his pants back on, had also calmed down.

“Zhang San, have you been eyeing my jade pendant?” Wang Ziteng asked.

Wei thought to himself: The kid isn’t completely foolish, just slow to catch on.

Zhang San smiled.

“Not entirely.

I’ve wanted to beat you for a long time.

How about another go?

I remember the first time I saw you, that outfit you wore looked pretty nice too.”

Wang Ziteng was so frustrated he could grind his teeth.

How could the Town Martial Office have such a person?

“Zhang San, you wait!

Four days!

After four days, I’ll show you what crushing defeat is!” Wang Ziteng vowed.

Wang Ziteng knew that he could break through in just four more days.

With ten years of accumulation, he would surely break through the Twelve Meridian Channels, invoke Innate Qi, and achieve Core Formation in a single night!

He would become the strongest being in the Primordial Qi Realm!

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