[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starlight-professional":3,"chapter-starlight-professional-starlight-professional-chapter-6":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starlight Professional",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2308666,4512,"Chapter 6: Sparring","starlight-professional-chapter-6",6,"\u003Cp>Although Fang Xing never missed a martial arts class, he didn’t receive Xia Long’s guidance in every session, especially during practical training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seized the opportunity, carefully sensing the differences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thirty minutes of Da Long Zhu, they practiced the twelve forms of Military Body Boxing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing performed each movement precisely, hoping for Xia Long’s instruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Xia Long merely glanced, nodded, then shook his head: “Everyone has improved—that’s good—but the true test of martial skill lies in actual combat… if you can fight, anything you say holds weight; if you can’t fight, all talk is nonsense. Now, pair off into teams of two and begin sparring…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped his wristwatch, and a blue holographic screen instantly appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Names including Fang Xing flickered across it, then stabilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First pair: Bai Lang versus Qian Xun!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Long announced coldly: “All other students clear the training area.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please instruct me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Lang, tall and slender with a crew cut, bowed politely first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please instruct me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Xun, clad in a green training suit with a pumpkin-shaped head, bowed low in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, Bai Lang’s step shot forward like an arrow, covering several meters in an instant to stand before Qian Xun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his five fingers into a fist and unleashed a cannon punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp sound rang through the air—clearly, his bow stance cannon punch was highly refined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The punch missed; Qian Xun adopted a posture like an iron plank, her slender waist bending to a ninety-degree angle—an impossible feat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she pressed both hands to the ground, her long legs wrapping upward like boneless vines, coiling like twin pythons strangling their prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twelfth form of Military Body Boxing—Twin Snake Legs!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, Bai Lang was pinned down, trapped as if crushed by a giant python.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naked choke!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I yield!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Lang’s face flushed crimson—whether from oxygen deprivation or excitement, Fang Xing felt he wasn’t particularly disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn… this kid got lucky.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Liu Wei slapped his thigh in regret: “Why wasn’t it me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next pair: Yi An versus Cole!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Long showed no expression, gesturing for the next pair to step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi An was small and thin, with dark skin; Cole, by contrast, was a typical white man, nearly two heads taller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the command, Cole’s face twisted into a cruel grin, drawing his right fist back before launching it like a bowstring arrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The punch was too fast—Yi An had no time to dodge; he flew backward, his hastily raised arms cracking with a sharp, grating sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One punch…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The classmates were stunned: “Cole’s punch… it’s nearly reached ‘a cannon shot worth ten thousand gold’…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bow stance cannon punch—the word “cannon” is the essence!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Incredibly powerful… this big guy’s strength and size give him a huge advantage in early training, like those naturally gifted warriors of ancient times…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Military Body Boxing is only a Class-C martial art, but reaching this level in first year is passable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Long crossed his arms, silently nodding, preparing to add Cole to his observation list, yet gave no verbal praise, simply saying: “Two students, take Yi An to the infirmary. Next pair… Liu Wei versus Bai Lianyi!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Fang Xing immediately turned to look beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei suppressed his excitement, stepping onto the field calmly: “Miss Bai, please instruct me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Lianyi nodded gently, like a white lotus blossom, her voice soft and delicate, evoking lotuses in southern rivers: “Be careful, Mr. Liu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her words ended, her figure blurred—she was already before Liu Wei!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So fast!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing watched coldly, astonished inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Miss Bai’s speed was likely the fastest in the class!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a bio-engineered human, her martial progress had surpassed many natural-born classmates—unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even more unbelievable was the terrifying whistle that followed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ssssh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Lianyi raised her right leg high; her white training suit rustled sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air seemed split by a giant axe—her leg was the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Military Body Boxing—Battle Axe Leg!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing heard the grating sound of bone breaking, then saw Liu Wei fly through the air as if struck by a speeding train, screaming: “My arm—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine—it’s just a broken arm. Someone, take him to the infirmary!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Long frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t realize that even the school infirmary, no matter how cheap, still charged fees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next pair… Fang Xing, versus Ouyang Qianqian!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing had intended to escort his desk partner and friend to the infirmary, but hearing his own name, he could only give Liu Wei an apologetic glance and step onto the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei stopped screaming, refusing the classmates who offered to take him, and watched from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, one was his best friend, the other his secret crush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought for a moment, then called out: “A-Xing, go for it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Ouyang Qianqian, as a natural-born student, always ranked among the top—she wouldn’t lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheering for a friend was only natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he shouted encouragement, he didn’t believe Fang Xing had any chance of winning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please instruct me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing, however, remained calm, smiling carefree at Ouyang Qianqian as he assumed the stance of Military Body Boxing and ordered his nanosuit to deactivate its defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this was just classroom practice—no need to cheat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Qianqian’s hands moved like orchid petals, flowing gracefully as she suddenly tapped forward—not a move from Military Body Boxing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was her family’s martial art—Fei Lan Finger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Class-C martial art, specializing in finger flexibility and suppleness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm… much weaker than Gu Yun… both natural-born, but if Gu Yun comes from a middle-income family, Ouyang Qianqian is practically poor… still, she’s far superior to bio-engineered humans—we’re born in debt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing shifted his step, dodging Ouyang Qianqian’s finger strike, then clenched his five fingers into the punch he knew best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bow stance cannon punch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Body like a pine, step like a bow, fist like a cannon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled roar filled the air—Fang Xing’s punch struck with immense force, driving straight toward her center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Qianqian floated backward like a willow fluff, barely evading the blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Willow Fluff Body Technique!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she twisted her body, appearing at Fang Xing’s right side, her right finger like jade, tapping lightly—yet stirring a powerful wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the technique was vicious and deadly, her posture remained graceful, evoking the feeling of spring breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing twisted his waist—not retreating, but advancing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Www◆tTkдn◆co\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a sharp pain across his back, but without hesitation, he spread his arms and embraced her in a bear hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid Liu Wei’s cry, both tumbled to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stronger than me? Doesn’t matter—I can drag you into my domain, then crush you with my experience.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing smiled inwardly—this situation favored him greatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, in ground grappling, females always had a disadvantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei would be green with envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he met Ouyang Qianqian’s defiant gaze, he slapped the ground: “I yield!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d matched her level, even held a slight advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this girl’s skin and muscle refinement was clearly higher than his—her physical base was superior!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though her gender might make her hesitate slightly in ground combat, defeating her would still require serious effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why risk injury and humiliation over a harmless classroom sparring match?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this was just a harmless practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, stop!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Long nodded and said to Ouyang Qianqian, who had gotten up with an unwilling expression: \"I’ve already told all my classmates not to rely too much on so-called family martial arts. No matter how good your family style is, can it compare to the school? Or even the Federation Alliance? Ouyang’s family martial art clearly bears the imprint of ancient martial arts—it still emphasizes decorum in motion, which gave Fang a chance. The Military Fitness Twelve Forms were specifically developed for battlefield killing; not a single movement is superfluous. Even if some postures look ungraceful, winning and surviving are what matter most... For example, just now, if Fang had followed up with the 'Wild Boar Dragon Roll,' his chance of victory would have been high...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, guiding both sides’ strategies and responses, Fang Xing felt he gained much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, if Ouyang Qianqian hadn’t made that initial mistake, he wouldn’t have been able to take her down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next group...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Long gave further pointers, then continued to summon the next group of students forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his heart, he stirred slightly: 'This Fang Xing... is not bad...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, Ouyang Qianqian, as a student from a natural human family with family resources invested, had progressed further in flesh and muscle refinement than any bio-enhanced student—yet she was pushed to this point, clearly lacking in combat experience; nothing to be said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Xing was interesting—his combat awareness was solid, clearly having experienced some real fighting, and he had the wisdom to concede at the last moment, showing understanding, knowing when to advance and retreat, and grasping when to let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, every class seemed to show him a slight improvement—even if minuscule!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was somewhat extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Long recalled the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even outstanding students like Bai Lianyi or Keer  had not improved in every class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, minor matters would affect their state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Xing was different—though his realm was low and his techniques unpolished, he moved steadily, step by step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Perhaps Fang Xing has been in particularly good condition lately—let’s wait and see...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was just a small matter; Xia Long quickly set aside thoughts of Fang Xing, deciding to observe him longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah Xing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing walked over to Liu Wei, receiving a resentful glance from his desk mate: \"You actually took down Qianqian...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough, cough—I conceded, didn’t I? Otherwise, if we kept wrestling, it’d look terrible...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing coughed again; really, he mainly wanted to impress Xia Long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ve been friends for how many years? The boat’s about to capsize... But first, help me to the infirmary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei soon gave up pressing the issue; the two walked together toward the school infirmary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After passing a flowerbed, Fang Xing halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead stood a young girl, clad in a pure white training robe, her demeanor like a lotus in southern waters—it was Bai Lianyi!\u003C\u002Fp>",1711,"2026-06-20T11:03:20.053Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ab3726e0eb78a01dc3a628cc1d4c1f1bfc14fe926b187c130b7764951d1df881","starlight-professional-chapter-7","starlight-professional-chapter-5",726,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarlight-professional-cover.jpg"]