parentshiftbook Chapter 32 Wang Zheng
Chapter 32 Wang Zheng
Liu Sheng arrived even earlier today.
The young master hasn't arrived yet.
Just as he expected, the sandalwood rocking chair next to him was also gone.
Liu Sheng didn't mind and unfolded his small stool.
Sitting up there, I began to recall the Earth Element Visualization Diagram.
Tips on applying skin smoothing:
[Internal Training Method: Skin Polishing Realm - Earth (Minor Success 90%)]
Liu Sheng had tried it before, standing in the Yin-Yang stance while recalling the visualization diagram.
However, he discovered that recalling the essence of the visualization required concentration and could not be more than 3 days since the last visualization, otherwise he would not be able to remember anything.
"I wonder if I'll be able to extend this interval when my cultivation level is higher."
Liu Sheng is now sitting quietly, waiting for the young master to arrive.
Outside the training ground, in front of the corridor and moon gate.
It's under the same poplar tree shade as yesterday.
But today it's not Yan Lie.
Instead, two tall, upright figures were observing Liu Sheng, who was sitting with his eyes closed.
"Is that Liu Sheng from the Bajiquan academy? He doesn't seem like anything special."
"Brother Wang, sparring is fine, but don't underestimate your opponent!" the martial artist beside him hurriedly advised.
It turns out that these two were the sparring partners of the young master Yan Fufeng.
Wang Zheng of Tiezhitang.
And Li Ying of the Eagle Claw Sect.
Previously, Yan Fufeng had a falling out and stopped practicing martial arts.
They went back to the martial arts school to wait for news, thinking that if it took too long, they might as well find another job.
They were from the neighboring Qili County, and their families were poor. It was already quite an achievement that they could come to Yueya County to learn martial arts. In addition, the price of meat and medicine had been rising recently, and they simply couldn't afford to keep living off their savings like this.
Especially Li Ying's younger brother, who recently contracted sleeping sickness, which has cost even more money.
Who knew that yesterday, Steward Yan sent someone to deliver a message, saying that a new sparring partner had arrived, which cheered the young master up again.
The two had originally come to express their gratitude.
After all, the job at the Yan family had extremely high requirements, and it was only with the guarantee of their master that the two of them were able to get in with great difficulty.
It takes up very little time, and the free time each day can be used for other tasks.
It would be such a shame if they couldn't come.
Unexpectedly, the two of them heard from the young master's eunuch that the new training partner would receive an extra 10 taels of silver each month, and they felt somewhat resentful.
Upon further inquiry, it turned out that this person was a disciple of the Bajiquan Academy. How could I not ask for their guidance, thus repaying the academy master's debt of gratitude for his guarantee?
Now both old and new grudges have piled up.
Wang Zheng immediately thought of finding Liu Sheng and having a friendly competition.
He remained unmoved by Li Ying's persuasion:
"I admit, their Master Gao is powerful. But look at him, his skin is still light, he looks like he hasn't been a disciple for long, how powerful could he be?"
It turns out that Liu Sheng's inner membrane is gray, while his outer membrane is yellowish-brown, and both are translucent.
When layered together, they look similar to the skin tone of a normal person.
This is why Wang Zheng made a misjudgment.
Seeing that this was indeed the case, Li Ying had no choice but to pat his chest and say, "Since Brother Wang has said so, then I, Li, will be second in line!"
"Good brother!"
Wang Zheng is a novice at skin smoothing, while Li Ying is a master. Having him as the finale makes me feel much more at ease.
The two strode forward.
Further away, the steward accompanied the young master Yan Fufeng. They walked to the shade of the tree where the two had just stood.
The young master is still not completely over his anger today.
So, when the eunuchs were about to help him change and wash his face in the morning, he would first instruct them, "No rush, Cui'er, go to the training ground and move my rocking chair away!"
He wanted to see where Liu Sheng would lie down today without the rocking chair.
It turned out that Liu Sheng had brought his own small stool and was resting with his eyes closed.
Yan Fufeng's temper flared up again.
"Young Master, Master Wang and Master Li seem to be quite hostile towards Master Liu. What do you think, should I go and try to talk to them?"
Yan Fufeng was hoping they would fight, so that the two masters could teach the newcomer a lesson and help him vent his anger.
So he stopped Butler Yan:
"Grandpa Shou, don't rush. Let's see if he's as good at fighting as he is at talking."
Liu Sheng was just now calmly recalling the visualization diagram.
Then they heard footsteps approaching.
When he opened his eyes, he saw two young martial artists already standing close by.
One was burly with thick knuckles and sharp eyes; the other was more lean, with his hands curled into natural claw shapes and his breath held back.
"This must be Master Liu from Bajiquan, right? I am Wang Zheng from Tiezhitang." He pointed to his companion beside him: "This is Brother Li Ying from Yingzhaomen."
The two men's attitudes were much more normal than Liu Sheng had imagined.
Not wanting to be impolite, he stood up and introduced himself and the name of the Bajiguan (Eight Extremes Pavilion).
Wang Zheng pressed his advantage: "I have long heard of the superb martial arts skills of Master Gao of your esteemed institution, but I have never had the chance to meet him. Today, I have finally met Master Liu and have come here to ask him for some guidance."
Liu Sheng knew that what was coming had finally arrived.
I glanced at my own panel:
Name: Liu Sheng
Age: 17
[External Training Method: Bajiquan (3261/5000 Minor Success)]
[Internal Training Method: Skin Polishing Realm - Earth (Minor Success 90%)]
[Internal Training Method: Golden Bell Shield (Beginner Level 95%)]
He activated his spiritual eyes and looked at the two of them, discovering that Wang Zheng was surrounded by green light and Li Ying was surrounded by white light.
He knew that both of them were in the Skin Polishing Realm, and that Li Ying's cultivation level was probably even higher than his own. After all, ordinary people don't have such advanced techniques as the Zhang family's modified Yan family Skin Polishing Method to practice.
Liu Sheng understood immediately and returned the greeting with clasped hands.
"You are too kind, masters. I dare not presume to offer you guidance. What I have learned is Bajiquan, which focuses on fists and palms, and is characterized by its strength, power, and crispness."
As he spoke, he took off his shirt.
The two ceremonies were laid out.
"Please."
When martial artists of the highest rank spar, they will typically remove their shirts, as the destructive power is so great that it's easy to tear their clothes.
Wang Zheng and Li Ying exchanged a glance and nodded. The former also took off his shirt and stepped forward.
"Iron Finger Kung Fu primarily uses pointing and thrusting techniques to penetrate hard armor. Please, Master Liu, provide guidance!"
Before he finished speaking, he shifted his body and brought his right index and middle fingers together, stabbing straight at Liu Sheng's left shoulder like an iron cone, with a faint sound of air being cut through the air from the fingertips!
He was very confident in his move.
Although he only achieved minor success in skin smoothing, he had reached mastery of Iron Finger Kung Fu.
He firmly believed that as long as he struck Liu Sheng's right shoulder, he could definitely create an opening in the skin and penetrate the muscle.
In the distance, under the shade of the trees, Yan Fufeng also held his breath.
These two masters, who usually say they'll spar with him, are really just wearing protective gear and taking hits.
However, he had watched the two masters spar.
Wang Zheng's iron fingers and Li Ying's eagle claws, even with just a fraction of their power, were beyond my ability to handle.
Butler Yan, on the other hand, was an expert who knew the ropes.
He could tell at a glance that Wang Zheng was going all out in this sparring match, holding nothing back. Now, he was eagerly anticipating Liu Sheng's reaction.
Then he saw that, facing this sharp finger, Liu Sheng neither dodged nor avoided it, and did not even use his hand to block it.
He only felt a slight sluggishness on his shoulders, relying on his two layers of skin to bear it, while clumsily using the Golden Bell Cover technique for dissipating force that he had just learned.
"puff!"
With a muffled thud, Wang Zheng felt as if his fingers had struck a piece of oiled cowhide, slippery and unable to exert any force.
The expected puncture of the membrane did not occur; the other party was completely unharmed, without even a bruise on their shoulder.
"What a sturdy membrane!"
Wang Zheng was startled and withdrew his fingers, all traces of his previous arrogance vanishing. He let out a low shout, ceasing his probing, and simultaneously attacked Liu Sheng's throat and ribs with both fingers running in unison.
The wind howled, almost like the momentum of breaking through armor on a battlefield.
Liu Sheng still did not use his hands to block, but instead turned to the side, continuing to rely on his own skin and muscles, and continued to circulate his breath and muscles to withstand the two fingers.
Because Liu Sheng turned to the side, Wang Zheng's two blows missed their intended targets.
One finger struck his left shoulder, and the other struck his abdomen.
Wang Zheng was even more alarmed. He felt as if he had struck a moving sand dune, his power being dissolved layer by layer. The opponent's skin was incredibly thick!
Most importantly, the opponent could have blocked or retaliated, but did not, choosing instead to take the hit head-on.
His Iron Finger Kung Fu, which was best suited for horizontal martial arts training, was now completely suppressed, and he had no face to continue.
"Well done, I concede defeat!"
Wang Zheng was quite straightforward, which improved Liu Sheng's impression of him.
The young master under the tree was completely dumbfounded.
He was now certain that this young Master Liu was indeed quite skilled.
But that didn't stop him from commenting with an air of seriousness: "Hmph, I knew he was shameless; his skin must be thick too!"