madnovel Chapter 17 Senior Sister's Repayment
Chapter 17 Senior Sister's Repayment
That's how you win?
Chen Qiyuan stared at Guo Yongsheng, who was lying on the ground coughing up blood, and realized that he had lost his fighting ability. He was taken aback.
This competition was for "spiritual roots," and the previous four matches were increasingly brutal. A slight mistake could result in death. Naturally, he dared not hold back at all and used all his strength from the very first move.
As it turned out, his opponent was utterly defeated. He couldn't even withstand a single move from him.
That's way too weak!
Soon, the deathly silence around him made him realize that it wasn't that his opponent was too weak, but that he was too strong.
Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of crisis, as if he were being watched by a fierce tiger, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
whoosh-
Without a second thought, Chen Qiyuan retreated rapidly, landing behind his third senior brother, Zhang Chunsheng.
despair!
Zhang Chunsheng stepped forward, blocking the murderous intent. "Guo Yongchang, what's wrong? You're just like your father, a sore loser?"
Chen Qiyuan felt a sense of relief and mentally gave Zhang Chunsheng a thumbs up. This third senior brother still showed some responsibility in a critical moment.
When Guo Yongchang heard him mention the old story from more than ten years ago, the murderous intent in his eyes intensified, and he gripped the hilt of his knife, ready to draw it.
The Guo family members who came with him also revealed their murderous intentions one by one.
A major battle is about to begin.
At this moment, Wu Tianhuan's voice rang out again, "Deacon Lin, with you as witness, the outcome is now decided. The Guo family still intends to intervene, treating the Ironclad Sect as nothing. Are you still going to sit idly by?"
The silver-robed steward Lin, standing nearby, instantly became the focus of everyone present. He nodded and finally spoke, "The Wu Clan Martial Arts School has won this competition, and the spiritual root belongs to the Wu Clan Martial Arts School."
After saying that, he suddenly turned to Chen Qiyuan and said, "Young man, you have a very good talent. It's just a pity."
Then, his figure disappeared from the spot.
"What's a pity?"
Chen Qiyuan frowned slightly, thinking that he hated people who only spoke halfway through their sentences.
"Walk."
After Deacon Lin left, Guo Yongchang's expression shifted several times before he finally left with his men. As he walked out of the martial arts school, he heard cheers coming from inside. His face turned ashen, and he almost ground his teeth to powder.
After years of planning, they were on the verge of successfully reclaiming the spiritual root that originally belonged to their family, only to have it all ruined by a boy who appeared out of nowhere.
All the hard work went down the drain.
Chen Qiyuan!
He remembered that name.
……
Inside the Wu Family Martial Arts School, in the Hall of Righteousness.
This is where Master Wu Tianhuan and his disciples hold meetings; ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter.
At this moment, Chen Qiyuan was brought here by Zhang Chunsheng. Pang Guoyong, Wen Zhenzhen, and Liang Xin, who was less seriously injured, were also present.
"Junior Brother Chen, thanks to you today, otherwise the reputation of my Wu Family Martial Arts School, which has been built up over a decade, would have been completely ruined, and I would have no face to see Master."
Zhang Chunsheng looked at the young man who had saved the martial arts school from disaster with gentle eyes.
Chen Qiyuan humbly said, "I am also a member of the martial arts school, and it is my duty to contribute to the school."
Zhang Chunsheng said, "You are a great contributor to the martial arts school. You can ask for any reward you want."
Actually, I already received the biggest reward a long time ago.
Chen Qiyuan thought to himself.
The changes that happened tonight, and the newfound skill he gained, were all thanks to the selfless dedication of everyone present.
"Senior brother—"
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, Liang Xin, who had lost a leg, abruptly interjected. He stared intently at Chen Qiyuan and said, "Junior Brother Chen, you haven't been at the martial arts school for long, have you? How did you achieve this level of Transformation Realm cultivation?"
Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the people present subtly changed.
Clearly, this was also the question in their minds. To reach the Transformation Realm at the age of sixteen or seventeen was astonishing, but such geniuses had appeared in Nan'an City before.
However, to have mastered a martial art like the "Stealth Step" to such an extraordinary level is unheard of.
No matter how high one's comprehension is, how can one master a martial art to this level without more than ten years of immersion?
Could it be that he has been practicing this footwork since he was in the womb?
Before Chen Qiyuan could speak, Wen Zhenzhen spoke first, "Regardless of how Junior Brother Chen trained, as long as he used the martial arts of our school, he is one of us. Tonight, Junior Brother risked his life to fight on behalf of the school and win the match, saving us all. He should not be blamed in any way."
Upon hearing this, Liang Xin's expression changed, as if he was dissatisfied. He moved his lips but dared not speak again.
Wen Zhenzhen, who is usually very kind, spoke in a rarely serious tone, which showed that she was really angry.
She looked at Chen Qiyuan and said gently, "Junior brother, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to."
"It's alright."
Chen Qiyuan smiled slightly, "It's not some shameful secret. Actually, my uncle used to study martial arts at a martial arts school. When I was a child, I learned Hunyuan Zhuang and Tiger Style Fist."
It turned out to be the case.
All four people present thought the same thing.
Although martial arts schools have rules against privately passing on learned skills, it is impossible to completely prevent such things from happening.
No one in this world could possibly master martial arts to such a level in just three months.
Therefore, they naturally rationalized Chen Qiyuan's explanation in their minds.
He must have come to the martial arts school to learn more advanced martial arts, and he was worried that the school would investigate his private training, so he concealed his cultivation level. With his Transformation Realm cultivation, he deliberately hid his abilities, even fooling Pang Guoyong.
It wasn't until the martial arts school encountered a crisis that he stepped forward, revealing his formidable strength and making a name for himself.
At this moment, Wu Tianhuan's voice came, "Chen Qiyuan, you have performed a great service tonight. Would you be willing to become my disciple and inherit my mantle?"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people present changed slightly.
The significance of passing on one's mantle is different from that of ordinary apprenticeships. These words are almost a declaration that the master has already designated Chen Qiyuan as the successor of the martial arts school.
Regardless of what they thought, Chen Qiyuan had already agreed, "This disciple is willing."
"Alright, from today onwards, you will be my eighteenth disciple. We will formally formally become disciples after I emerge from seclusion."
"Yes, Master."
"Guoyong, before I leave seclusion, you shall pass on the martial arts techniques to him."
"Yes, Master."
Pang Guoyong agreed.
……
"From now on, you'll be our junior brother."
Congratulations, junior brother.
Zhang Chunsheng and the others smiled much more warmly. With their titles confirmed, they were now fellow disciples and had become family, so their relationship was naturally different.
Chen Qiyuan greeted them with a smile.
After the thrilling night, everyone was exhausted and soon dispersed to go back and rest.
"Junior brother, you don't have a place to stay at the martial arts school yet, do you? Come with me."
Wen Zhenzhen personally led Chen Qiyuan to a courtyard in the back and introduced, "This used to be the senior brother's residence. You can stay here for now."
Chen Qiyuan recognized the location of the courtyard and asked, "Isn't that my senior sister's courtyard next door?"
"That's right, living closer means we can look out for each other." Wen Zhenzhen held a lantern in her hand, the firelight illuminating her face, making it appear rosy. "Wait here for me a moment, I have something for you."
After she finished speaking, she returned to her courtyard and came back a moment later, holding something in her hand. "Junior Brother, you ruined Guo Yongchang's big plan today. He probably hates you to the bone. You must wear this close to your body."
She shoved the things into Chen Qiyuan's hands and left, not giving him a chance to refuse.
Upon closer inspection, Chen Qiyuan saw that it was a thin silk garment, shimmering with a silvery light under the moonlight. It looked like a close-fitting suit of armor.
The silk garment still retained warmth, and a faint, delicate fragrance wafted from it, as if it had just been taken off.
A slight flutter ran through him, "It's the original flavor..."