514: Chapter 514: Just Take In 514: Chapter 514: Just Take In “Mr.
Feng, there’s no need for lunch, I really have sothing going on this afternoon, so I’ll just gratefully decline your kind offer,” Tangyu imdiately waved his hand and said.
Mr.
Feng looked at Tangyu and chuckled, “Hehe, I almost forgot you’re a busy man, with beauties waiting for you every day.
I won’t keep you then.
But if you’re free in the future, you must co for a al.
The Feng Family’s doors will always be open for you.”
“Hehe, for sure, for sure.
Mooching als is what I love doing the most.
Mr.
Feng, you should rest for a bit.
Oh, and rember to do a stimulation test every 15 minutes.
It’ll help speed up the recovery of your lower limbs.
If you do it every day, the healing will be a bit faster.
If there’s nothing else, I should head back now; it’s getting late,” Tangyu said.
“Mhm, I got it.
I’ll do it for Grandpa.
Tangyu, I’ll walk you out,” Feng Chen nodded and said.
When they reached the front courtyard, Feng Tian rushed over and blocked Tangyu’s path, “Don’t be in such a hurry to leave, Tangyu.
Nothing’s going on right now, so let’s have a quick spar.
I know you’re pretty strong, but you definitely can’t beat .”
“Didn’t your Grandpa tell you to call ‘Big Brother Tang’?
You’ve forgotten already,” Tangyu said with a smile as he looked at Feng Tian.
Feng Tian pouted, “Psh, you’re not my Grandpa, why are you talking like him?
Who I call ‘Big Brother’ is not for my Grandpa to decide.
I won’t call anyone ‘Big Brother’ if I don’t respect them in my heart.
If I were killed, I’d still refuse.
If you want to call you ‘Big Brother,’ fine, but you’ll have to spar with .
If you can beat , then I’ll consider it.
But if you can’t, you don’t qualify to be my ‘Big Brother.’ So, what will it be?
If you don’t spar with , I won’t be able to eat my dinner tonight.
It would be too big of a blow to my pride.”
“Little Tian, step aside.
Tangyu is busy and doesn’t have ti to play with you,” Feng Chen said sternly.
“I won’t move.
It’s not like it’ll take that long.
A few minutes should be enough,” Feng Tian said stubbornly.
Tangyu smiled and replied, “No problem, since Little Tian you’re eager to spar with , let’s have so fun.
It’s been a while since I’ve had a good stretch.”
“Hey, don’t call Little Tian, I’m a grown-up now, got it?
If you call that again, I’m going to be mad.
Enough talk, if you want to spar, let’s start,” Feng Tian said.
“Alright, let’s start,” Tangyu replied, and no sooner had his words fallen than Feng Tian charged at him with a punch, fast as the wind, a dragon’s stride and a tiger’s step, approaching Tangyu with a gust of wind, his montum slightly intimidating.
Tangyu’s reaction was quick, stepping back several tis to avoid Feng Tian’s preemptive strike, “Yo, not bad at all, looks like you’ve got so skills.”
“Hmph, more than just a little.
You’ll be in for it soon enough.
Take this!” Feng Tian continued his assault, his punches wide and forceful, with a hint of grandeur.
This guy also seed to have a touch of Innate Divine Strength, and he was practicing a rather authentic internal fist technique, dignified and powerful, each move showing refinent.
Moreover, his speed, strength, and precision were terrifying, just a small oversight could result in being hit.
Internal fist techniques were all too familiar to Tangyu, as his master, Ghost Doctor, was an expert at them; Tangyu had also learned them from Ghost Doctor since he was a child.
He could easily see through Feng Tian’s patterns, making all his attacks miss the mark.
“You’re not bad either, to go so many rounds without even touching my clothes.
You’re one of the few I’ve seen who can do that.
But, you can’t beat .
I need to regain my confidence,” Feng Tian said, his tone cocky yet his expression turning serious as he braced himself for a more earnest bout.
Tangyu smiled, a touch of surprise in his heart.
Such strength at a young age was indeed very rare; a great seedling for martial arts, with exceptional talent.
Especially his achievents in internal fist technique were impressive.
Given ti, he would surely accomplish much, possibly even beco a grandmaster.
It normally takes a long ti to refine internal fist techniques to a high level, but for Feng Tian to have such skill at his age was extraordinary.
Even a grandmaster in internal fist technique would think of taking him as a disciple, wouldn’t they?
Feng Chen stood to the side, watching the two’s battle.
Crackle and Bang!!!
Feng Tian’s Bagua Palm strikes were as fierce as a wild fire or falling stars, making crackling and bang noises in the air as if they were explosive, truly formidable.
Having practiced Bagua Palm himself, Tangyu was well versed in its essence and variations, so Feng Tian’s fierce attacks naturally couldn’t trouble him, as Tangyu fully anticipated them.
Just as if he knew what Feng Tian would do next, he could prepare and counter in advance, ensuring surefire success.
“Eh, you know Bagua Palm too?
Not bad, it’s not often I et a master of it.
Interesting, too interesting, let’s keep going.
Let’s see whether your Bagua Palm is more skillful, or mine,” Feng Tian said, growing more excited and valiant as the fight continued.
After a dozen or so exchanges, Tangyu seized an opportunity to land a palm strike on Feng Tian’s chest.
The force of this blow was enormously heavy, sending Feng Tian flying backward, staggering back a good dozen steps before he barely managed to steady himself, obviously in disarray.
Feng Tian rubbed his chest with force and looked at Tangyu with a chilling gaze, as if seeing a formidable adversary.
His engagent in the battle was impressive, which was quite rare.
After crossing hands with Feng Tian, Tangyu’s opinion of him had improved.
Indeed, he was a unique and remarkable young boy, whose future achievents were unfathomable, especially in the realm of internal fist techniques, where he was likely to excel.
Moreover, it was clear that his passion for the martial path ran deep in his bones.
It’s only with burning enthusiasm that one can truly achieve greatness.
“Alright, a brief exchange is enough, let’s stop here, I need to get back to sothing else,” Tangyu said.
Feng Tian imdiately rushed forward to block Tangyu’s path, “No, no, it’s only just begun.
We haven’t decided a victor yet, we can’t stop now.
You just landed one punch on , don’t think you’ve won already, I’m not so easily defeated, let’s continue.”
Feng Chen’s eyes flickered with surprise, for he could tell that Tangyu’s strength surpassed Feng Tian’s, and it seed the outco was already clear.
He had always been curious about Tangyu’s abilities, and this sparring was an opportunity to gauge them.
With what he saw, his estimation of Tangyu certainly rose a few notches; he knew he had underestimated Tangyu’s strength before.
This made him even more curious about Tangyu’s background.
Not only was Tangyu frighteningly skilled in martial arts, but his dical expertise was also terrifying, reminiscent of a Divine Doctor reincarnated.
To possess either of these skills would be enough to make a lifeti reputation.
Yet, Tangyu managed to master both and had always maintained a low profile, shrouded in obscurity.
This only deepened the mystery and heightened the curiosity about him.
Feng Tian was serious when he said he would fight; he gave Tangyu no chance to speak further before pouncing again like a fierce tiger.
With no other option, Tangyu had to face the attack.
But after forty or fifty exchanges, he had had enough; they couldn’t keep going like this, or else they’d end up having lunch here.
This ti, Feng Tian didn’t use Bagua Fist but instead Xingyi Fist.
Feng Tian attacked ferociously, like a tiger personified.
“Interesting, Xingyi Fist, I know that too,” Tangyu said with a smile, moving swiftly like a serpent to et the onslaught, and once again landed a palm on Feng Tian’s chest.
The pain from before hadn’t subsided when he was struck heavily again, and Feng Tian couldn’t stay upright, falling flat on the ground, howling in agony.
But he was tough, quickly rolling up to his feet, rubbing his chest with both hands, showing a painful expression and casting a sowhat resentful look at Tangyu.
“Damn, it’s one thing that you know Bagua Palm, but to know Xingyi Fist as well?
I use the tiger, and you use the snake to counter mine, why do you have to be so superior?
It’s too bullying.
I won’t play with you anymore; I can’t beat you anyway,” Feng Tian said.
Tangyu replied with a light smile, “You’re pretty good yourself.
You’re still young; give it ti, and I probably won’t be your match.
Your greatest advantage is your youth.
When I was your age, I might not have been able to beat you.”
These words were quite pleasing to Feng Tian, who smirked and quickly added, “Don’t think that a few nice words will make completely accept defeat.
You’re formidable, but that’s only because you’re much older than .
I haven’t practiced martial arts as long as you have.
If I had the sa amount of training ti as you, I could definitely beat you into a sorry state.
But Tangyu, your internal fist techniques are really profound.
Have you always practiced internal fist techniques?”
“You’ve forgotten again, you should call Brother Tang.
Didn’t you say that if I beat you, you would call Brother Tang?
What, do you not keep your word?
Who was it that claid to be a man just now?
Going back on your word doesn’t seem very manly to ,” Tangyu said.
Feng Tian pouted, “Fine, fine, I’ll call you that, why get so worked up?
It’s not like it costs a piece of flesh to call you Brother Tang.
Who’s scared of who?
Consider it a lost bet.
So, Brother Tang, can you tell now?”
“Since you’re so sweet-talking, I’ll tell you, I have practiced internal fist techniques since I was young,” Tangyu replied.
“I knew it, no wonder you’re so skilled.
Losing to you doesn’t feel unjust.
It’s only like we were even at best.
However, Brother Tang, who is your master?” Feng Tian asked, already consoling himself.
“No comnt,” Tangyu replied.
“Hey, don’t be stingy.
If it makes you feel better, I can tell you about my master, who is a grandmaster-level expert in internal fist techniques.
Maybe, he could even give you so pointers, and then you’d be set,” Feng Tian said.
“Not interested, I have to go now,” Tangyu said, clearly not very interested in internal fist techniques, which he seldom bothered with.
Internal fist techniques were good for cultivating one’s disposition, but in terms of practicality in combat, they were sowhat lacking.
Besides, if he wanted to learn, he could ask his master, there was no need to seek others’ guidance.
“Ah, you’re leaving already, don’t be in such a hurry.
Even a grandmaster of internal fist techniques is beneath your notice; you’re too aweso.
Brother Tang, then please take as your disciple,” Feng Tian didn’t stop Tangyu from leaving this ti but followed him, then said to Feng Chen, “Brother, give your car keys.
You go take care of grandpa, I’ll drive Brother Tang back.”
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