Chapter 16: This Is My Milestone

Silence.

Compared to the already noisy playground, the Training Room was incomparably quiet.

The gazes of Wang Yang and the other teachers shifted back and forth between Xia Dong, who was already lying on the ground, and the Youth who stood there quietly.

If not for the fact that the two were dressed completely differently, they would certainly have mistaken one for the other.

Because no matter how one thought about it, the one lying on the ground should have been the student, Chen Yan.

An inexplicable sense of shock rolled through the hearts of everyone like river waves. The first to react was the Class Head Teacher of Class Three, Wang Yang. He first ran to Xia Dong's side, saw the look of shock and ashen despair on Xia Dong's face, then came to Chen Yan's side, opened his mouth, and after a long while, spat out a single word.

"You..."

Wang Yang squeezed Chen Yan's shoulder, and gradually, an even more satisfied smile appeared on his face:

"You fought well!"

"I hope I did not fail to live up to the teacher's expectations," Chen Yan said with a smile.

"Hahahaha..." Wang Yang opened his mouth and laughed, laughing non-stop. Noticing that Xia Dong was slowly sitting up from the ground, his smile gradually faded.

Xia Dong just sat there on the ground, the soles of his feet still numb, and at this moment, the gaze he directed at Chen Yan was as complex as a flood.

The power unleashed in that punch just now had terrified him.

This was no longer power that could be obtained through hard work; the one who had just sent him flying with a single punch was a genuine genius.

And he had never noticed the other party before.

"Director Xia, did he pass?" Wang Yang asked.

"Pa... passed," Xia Dong lowered his head and said these words in a muffled voice.

"Good, Chen Yan, go challenge Zhang Qingsi," Wang Yang patted Chen Yan's shoulder heavily, his pupils shining with light.

It was as if he were even more joyful than Chen Yan at this moment.

"Alright." Chen Yan walked toward the door amidst a sea of shocked gazes, then suddenly paused his steps:

"Director Xia."

The White-robed Youth turned his head, his delicate cheeks stained with a patch of sunlight, a pair of ebony-like pupils looking down at the bewildered Xia Dong.

"Wang Laoshi said that you were the one who brought that Bronze Statue here, may I ask..."

Chen Yan smiled, his gaze shining:

"Who is that Bronze Statue?"

Xia Dong opened his mouth wide. His eyes flickered the moment they met Chen Yan's pupils, and the corners of his lips began to tremble. For some reason, an indescribable sense of guilt and inferiority surged into his heart.

"That is..."

Xia Dong's voice carried complexity and trembling:

"That is the bronze statue of the Chief of True Martial Division in Qinzhou, Lord Lu."

Chen Yan nodded and asked again:

"Then Teacher Xia, do you know what action this bronze statue is performing?"

Xia Dong pursed his lips. In his mind, the scene of this youth standing in front of the sculpture that day, drenched in sweat and clumsily imitating it, echoed with a thunderous roar.

This youth really wanted, really wanted to know the origin of this bronze statue.

"This punching technique is one of the external forging moves of the most famous Horizontal Refinement Martial Arts, the Eight Extreme Refinements. I am not clear on the specifics; only by joining the Qinzhou Town Martial Guard and passing the selection can one obtain the teaching of the Eight Extreme Refinements."

Chen Yan nodded and said with a smile: "Many thanks."

Afterward, he walked out of the Training Room, leaving behind a group of silent teachers.

"Eight Extreme Refinements, external forging move..."

Chen Yan walked on the grass, whispering these words to himself.

No wonder he had benefited so much from imitating this action; it turned out that the punching motion itself was not ordinary.

At this moment, the playground was still in a state of noise.

Gao Yuan, who had just defeated Wang Yu, was already standing in Wang Yu's position, facing the exclamations of the crowd while foolishly scratching his head and laughing.

As for Wang Yu of Class Two, he sat dejectedly on the lawn. Originally the center of attention, at this moment, not a single student was comforting him; everyone was discussing Gao Yuan.

"Too amazing, it's different once you have the Awakening of Qi and Blood."

"Wang Yu didn't achieve the Awakening of Qi and Blood after all. Gao Yuan wasn't much usually, but after the Awakening of Qi and Blood, he far surpassed Wang Yu."

"So that means, if you don't have the Awakening of Qi and Blood, you simply can't beat someone who has..."

"During the Fist Power Test, Zhang Qingsi was not as good as Wang Yu, but I heard that by Friday, Wang Yu was already no match for Zhang Qingsi."

The crowd continued to evaluate, their eyes full of envy and awe.

Gao Yuan had concealed the fact that he had achieved the Awakening of Qi and Blood; even without Xia Dong's Private Training, he could have defeated Wang Yu today by relying on his own SoulRefining.

Today, Gao Yuan could be considered to have thoroughly made a name for himself at Qingshan High School.

Even Zhang Qingsi and Yu Zhiwen looked at Gao Yuan with a hint of recognition in their eyes at this moment.

The Awakening of Qi and Blood made them geniuses of the same level at this moment.

It was also at this time that the arrival of a white-robed figure did not attract much attention.

The Principal was still smiling and talking to the man in sunglasses standing in the center of the podium, and gradually discovered Chen Yan, saying in surprise:

"Chen Yan, you passed the test too."

The whole school quieted down, noticing Chen Yan at this moment.

"Mm."

Chen Yan nodded.

To the side, Zhang Qingsi frowned and looked at Chen Yan, his eyes carrying a trace of surprise.

The gazes of all the students in the school shifted away from the beaming Gao Yuan for the moment and rested on Chen Yan.

In Class 3 of Senior High, Hu Yuan looked at that white-robed figure, a trace of malice appearing in his eyes, but beyond this malice, there was also a trace of vigilance and complexity.

He realized in his heart that if not for Zhang Qingsi, Chen Yan would undoubtedly be the most outstanding student in Class 3 of Senior High.

Now, having passed the test by teacher Xia Dong, he had surpassed himself in every aspect.

For such a person to be his relative was actually a very happy thing, but step by step, their Hu Family and the Chen Family had grown further and further apart.

Until the day before yesterday, when Father Hu Zeyuan was fined five hundred by the Town Martial Office, the relationship between the two families deteriorated completely.

While feeling resentful, there was inevitably a trace of anxiety about gains and losses; Hu Yuan smiled at the person beside him:

"Hmph, he is going to be punched into flight by Brother Zhang."

A burst of laughter erupted in Class Three.

The long-renowned Wang Yu had been defeated by Gao Yuan, which had already proven with reality that those with the Awakening of Qi and Blood were far stronger than ordinary people.

Unless Chen Yan had also achieved the Awakening of Qi and Blood, he was absolutely no match for Zhang Qingsi.

Yet, at the very front, Chen Yan and Zhang Qingsi were already standing in opposition.

"Chen Yan, act according to your ability," Principal Zhang Yue spoke:

"Zhang Qingsi, the same goes for you."

Chen Yan nodded, but Zhang Qingsi opposite him gave a faint Laughter.

Act according to my ability, my foot.

If I have to act according to my ability just to fight a Chen Yan, then what does my Awakening of Qi and Blood count for?

"Zhang Qingsi, act according to your ability!"

A loud shout came from another part of the Playground, and the entire school's students looked over abruptly; it was Xia Dong walking toward this side with a look of anxiety, limping as he walked.

In an instant, Zhang Qingsi was stunned, and Gao Yuan and Yu Zhiwen, who had been standing quietly to the side, also Frown; everyone looked at the Youth wearing the White T-shirt.

The other party stood quietly, very composed, as if he were not the challenger, but rather Zhang Qingsi was.

Suddenly, it was as if Thunder Element had exploded in the Brain of everyone in the school.

Why was Xia Dong limping?

The other party was the testing teacher, and Chen Yan was the last student to undergo the test.

When everyone thought of this key point, a thought in their Brain made them feel a chill, and they stared fixedly at Chen Yan.

On the podium, Principal Zhang Yue and the Zhong Nian Nan Zi standing in the very center wearing sunglasses were both looking at Chen Yan at this moment.

"Begin!" Following the sound of Principal Zhang Yue's voice.

The originally nonchalant Zhang Qingsi now had his Gaze shifting between Xia Dong and Chen Yan, his Gaze suddenly becoming heavy.

His body lunged forward, wisps of red light staining his limbs, but in his heart, there was no longer any intention to underestimate.

One Fist!

One Fist smashed toward Chen Yan's face.

Zhang Qingsi's Eyeball widened; he did not know why Xia Dong was so nervous, he did not know why the Chen Yan before him was so natural.

He himself was the top student with the Awakening of Qi and Blood, he was already a high and mighty martial artist.

It was impossible for him to be defeated by others.

Chen Yan did not even have the chance to enter his line of sight!

Bang!

This Fist felt as if it had smashed into a thick wall, unable to press downward any further; Chen Yan grabbed Zhang Qingsi's Fist with one hand, and after his arm bent slightly, it became straight again.

"Is this the power after the Awakening of Qi and Blood?"

Chen Yan murmured, as if he did not see the Scream in Zhang Qingsi's eyes, and evaluated:

"It is indeed very strong."

During the last Fist Power Test, Zhang Qingsi had nearly one hundred kilograms more Fist Power than Chen Yan, and now looking at Zhang Qingsi again, he had made progress.

And, a lot.

Whoosh!

Amidst the fluttering Yi Jiao, Chen Yan pulled hard with one hand, and Zhang Qingsi's body could not stop being pulled toward Chen Yan.

"You!" Zhang Qingsi's Spirit suddenly became flustered; under the disparity of immense power, his left Fist whipped toward Chen Yan.

Chen Yan's hand that was grabbing Zhang Qingsi's Fist pushed hard, his body pressed slightly, and he blasted a Fist toward Zhang Qingsi.

Bang bang!

The two each blasted a Fist into the other's Chest, and Chen Yan's body retreated several steps.

Looking at Zhang Qingsi, however, he was sent flying directly backward.

After scraping across the lawn for a long time, with the soil of the ground flying up, Zhang Qingsi's body landed in a distant place.

"Chen Yan!"

Zhang Qingsi spat out a mouthful of saliva containing dirt, his complexion turning fierce instantly after a brief moment of dullness.

Just as he was about to sit up, he saw a figure pouncing from mid-air like a Mammoth eagle.

It was a real pounce.

Under the blessing of powerful strength, Chen Yan's figure was agile, and in an instant, he rose up, drawing an arc like a white Thunder Element in mid-air.

"Ah!!!"

Zhang Qingsi let out a loud cry, the Anger on his face vanished instantly, turning into Paleness, as if he had already felt the pain of Chen Yan kicking him in the face, and he dodged to the side as if his life depended on it.

Bang!

As if a sudden Thunder Element had appeared, Chen Yan's Foot smashed into the place where Zhang Qingsi's head had originally been; the lawn suddenly caved in, and the fierce, unmatched power sent a circle of soil splashing.

Zhang Qingsi to the side saw this scene, his face turned white with fear, his Eyeball rolling, and his eyes looking at Chen Yan were full of Scream.

If he hadn't dodged, would this kick have...

How did he practice his Cultivation Technique?

He clearly hadn't undergone the Awakening of Qi and Blood, had he?

Since he was so formidable, why had he remained obscure all this time, only to nearly kill him just now?

How on earth did he cultivate this sturdy and powerful physique?

"Isn't it just the True Martial Prize Money!?" He shouted, yet at this moment he lacked the courage to look at Chen Yan, crying out urgently and angrily:

"I... I admit defeat!"

The entire venue fell silent.

To the side, the Smile on the face of Gao Yuan, who had been laughing, gradually Disappeared, turning into calmness, turning into a gaze.

Yu Zhiwen, standing with hands behind her back, frowned deeply as she looked at the White-robed Youth, her red lips parting slightly, yet she could not utter a single word.

Within Class Three, Hu Yuan stood dazed on the lawn, his mouth gradually opening wide enough to fit an egg.

After Zhang Qingsi uttered those four words, Xia Dong was even more dazed; perhaps because his Foot was still aching, his body was actually swaying, his face filled with bitterness and complexity.

Behind them, the Class Head Teacher of Class Three, Wang Yang, opened his mouth; although he made no sound, his eyes were brimming with a Smile.

After the entire Playground fell into a terrifying silence, a wave-like roar of cheers erupted instantly.

On the podium, the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses had a calm expression, his gaze locked onto Chen Yan through his sunglasses as he said, word by word:

"Innate Divine Strength, a Horizontal Forging Prodigy?"

Brilliant sunlight pierced through the layered cloud curtains, casting mottled light, and as a cool breeze blew, the leaves of the Tree swayed leisurely.

Chen Yan retracted the right leg he was about to kick out, feeling only that the Wind at this moment passing through his Chest was extremely refreshing.

Looking around at the crowd, who were variously shocked, cheering, or stunned, Chen Yan caught a glimpse of the disheveled silhouette of Zhang Qingsi from the corner of his eye, the other party collapsed beneath his own long shadow.

The Mu Guang of Chen Yan was calm.

Isn't it just a True Martial Prize Money?

This was clearly a milestone on his path to rising.