Chapter 16 – Sanda Special Training and Actual Combat (Six)

Sage Qiankun: “Young friend, this is truly a joyous occasion to celebrate. However, the path ahead must now be walked alone…”

Upon hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel momentarily stunned inwardly.

This man could be considered an enlightened master—not only had he given Ye Kuang a chance at rebirth but also enabled him to learn the ultimate martial arts of the martial world.

This kindness was comparable to being reborn.

Although Ye Kuang didn’t understand the various ancient etiquettes of receiving grace and instruction, it was undeniable that he possessed a sincere heart.

He hurriedly knelt and bowed to the ground, wishing to express his gratitude in this manner.

But Sage Qiankun merely made a gesture of lifting with both hands, promptly helping Ye Kuang up while laughing heartily, “There’s no need for such grand gestures. Bestowing this opportunity upon you was truly an unavoidable command from my master. The reason my Honored Master ordered me to descend the mountain was precisely to seek a destined individual. Our meeting is fate—remember: when your divine skills reach perfection, you must go to the Jade Void Palace.”

Then, shifting his tone, he continued, “Jade Void Heaven, cave Blessed Land—the only celestial realm in this world. Traverse mountains and rivers, ancient cities of myriad ages—only our Jade Void’s energy endures forever.”

Hearing these words, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but murmur them once again.

But when he wanted to inquire further, Sage Qiankun had already rushed out the door, his figure flickering and abruptly vanishing without a trace.

Ye Kuang hurriedly chased after him, but the corridor was already empty, leaving him standing still for a long time, lost in a daze.

In his hands, he now held nine secret manuals.

Five days passed in a flash, and Ye Kuang once again walked the streets on foot.

This time, his journey through the city was not in vain.

It could be said that his current level of power was completely different from before—his overall presence now appeared profound and unfathomable.

This incomparable feeling made him unable to resist its allure.

Regarding actual combat, he felt a hidden surge of confidence; even for the competition four months later, he was equally full of assurance.

It could truly be said that with such divine skills, there was no place under heaven he could not go.

At this moment, Ye Kuang was filled with immense ambition, eager to reveal his extraordinary talent and let his sharpness shine through.

Even his walking carried a noticeable gust of wind.

With the stride of a dragon and the pace of a tiger, he fully embodied Wolong emerging from obscurity, ready to contend for supremacy in the world sooner rather than later.

Yinghao Martial Hall.

Ma Xiu and the others had actually been waiting for a long time.

The scene was crowded with several dozen people—including elderly men with graying temples and robust young men.

When Ye Kuang came into view, dozens of curious eyes turned toward him.

“Is that Ye Kuang? He doesn’t seem particularly special. How did he earn Sister Ma’s high regard…”

“Could he be Sister Ma’s relative?”

“That would be too much. Even I could easily defeat this kid—why would Instructor Man Lang need to personally step in?”

As Ye Kuang approached, his ears were filled with such idle chatter, leaving him momentarily confused and unable to make sense of it.

Man Lang, upon seeing him, suddenly tensed up.

Ma Xiu, meanwhile, sensed an extremely dangerous aura lingering in the air, so startling that her hairs stood on end.

This could be said to be her innate perception or a woman’s intuition—a sixth sense!

At that moment, Ye Kuang swept past the crowd, heading straight for the arena.

A roar!

The tiger’s roar and dragon’s cry swept over them, causing everyone to change expressions.

As Ye Kuang passed by, it was as if he had transformed into a lurking azure dragon, exuding authority without even showing anger.

Acting as if no one else was present, he put on his gloves and mouthguard, then stretched his body and leaped several yards high like a great roc spreading its wings.

Just this single display startled everyone present, making their hearts race with fear.Ma Xiu: “What’s going on here? How does this kid make me feel like I can’t defeat him!”

Qian Chou, upon hearing this, shared the same thought, his wide eyes fixed intently on someone’s back.

On the scene, the most excited one was undoubtedly Nu’erchi!

Because, on the previous display screen, it seemed as though several dragon shadows were swirling around Ye Kuang, closely following him.

This bewildering sight inevitably excited Nu’erchi, as if he had discovered a new continent, and he repeatedly tapped the keyboard to replay the earlier footage.

Ye Kuang: “Let’s begin!”

As soon as the words fell, he strode forward, boldly abandoning his own defense and fully unleashing the Raging Dragon Ascent.

In an instant, wind and thunder roared past, causing the entire arena to tremble incessantly, even the ropes were no exception, swaying unnaturally without any wind.

Man Lang, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but change his expression once again.

Swift as lightning!

Due to Man Lang’s brief moment of distraction, he lost the initiative to attack.

Bang!

Ye Kuang’s fist carried the force of wind and thunder, and with just one punch, its impact echoed throughout the Martial Arts School.

Before anyone could regain their composure, Man Lang was sent staggering backward repeatedly until he had nowhere left to retreat.

This shocking scene immediately caused an uproar.

Man Lang, as if struck by a heavy blow, roared in pain, and without a second thought, launched a Whirlwind Kick.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang not only didn’t dodge but firmly stabilized his stance.

His posture resembled a reef in the deep sea, standing unshaken despite wind and rain.

Thud!

Yet, who would have thought that such a powerful kick landing on Ye Kuang’s slender arm couldn’t even budge his stance in the slightest.

Instead, Man Lang, caught off guard, was rebounded and thrown off balance upon landing.

“How is this possible?” Man Lang’s voice was filled with disbelief.

Not to mention the spectators below—if they hadn’t witnessed it with their own eyes, they might not have believed what they were seeing.

“Kid, you…” Man Lang was clearly puzzled: Ye Kuang couldn’t even withstand a single kick five days ago. Could two months of training have made him grow to this extent?

But how could that be!

Ye Kuang moved at the sound, his steps like the Dragon Shadow Footwork, as he swiftly closed in and threw another punch.

Roar, roar, roar!

His ferocious demeanor was like a fierce dragon ready to devour its prey.

Man Lang: “I refuse to believe your strength could have grown out of thin air…”

After saying this, Man Lang also erupted with a punch, clearly going all out.

If their previous sparring could be called child’s play, then this was a true contest.

Thump!!!

The moment their fists collided, a dull, thunderous sound erupted like a storm.

Leaving everyone on the scene utterly stunned.

But what was astonishing was that Ye Kuang’s stance was as firm as an ancient tree, seemingly immovable and somewhat unfathomable.

In contrast, Man Lang was forced back to the edge of the ropes, a trace of blood inexplicably trickling from the corner of his mouth.

At that moment, seeing the crimson drop, Man Lang grew even more frenzied.

Regardless of where he was, Man Lang had only one thought in mind: he did not want to lose this practical match.

A furious roar erupted as Man Lang lunged forward, unleashing a torrent of attacks on Ye Kuang like a storm.

This could be described as a combat style honed over time, more relentless than a raging tempest, leaving no room to evade and forcing one to face it head-on.Witnessing this scene, Ye Kuang suddenly recalled how strikingly similar it was to their first encounter that night.

But now, not only had his power greatly increased, he had also mastered the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms. In response, he similarly countered with his fists.

Bang! Bang! Bang!…

For a moment, their fists interwove like torrential rain, resembling an overwhelming force that clearly couldn’t be contained.

It could be said that both sides had reasons to fight for victory, making this battle that exceeded everyone’s expectations subtly evolve into a true duel!

Ye Kuang blocked a heavy punch with his left arm while his right arm swiftly parried another incoming strike. His footwork shifted left and right like a dragon soaring and a tiger leaping.

Roar!

His fists formed an impenetrable defense, not only neutralizing all of his opponent’s attacks but occasionally unleashing devastating counterblows.

As the chaotic exchanges continued, Ye Kuang clearly grew more fluid and precise in his movements.

For Man Lang, witnessing this was utterly demoralizing!

Man Lang’s arms retracted and extended like a relentless machine gun, each punch hammering forth with brutal force.

Yet Ye Kuang remained unfazed. With frequent flashes of insight in his eyes, he gradually detected a pattern.

Despite Man Lang’s punches appearing as fierce as a storm, they were actually full of openings.

This unbelievable discovery invigorated Ye Kuang, fueling his growing fervor for the “Nine Yin Manual.”

Spotting one such vulnerability, he launched a swift and explosive straight punch, striking directly at the core.

Thud!

Man Lang was clearly caught off guard, blood spraying freely from his mouth as if it cost nothing.

This punch embodied precision and speed—not only powerful but utterly inescapable.

Regardless of how Man Lang’s expression shifted in that moment…

Ye Kuang moved again!

Swinging his right fist, he unleashed a Cannon Blast.

Boom!

The punch collided squarely with Man Lang’s flying left kick, erupting like muffled thunder.

But unexpectedly, even mid-air, Man Lang’s extensive combat experience couldn’t be underestimated.

When Ye Kuang detected a dark shadow flashing toward him, he knew danger was imminent—yet his body couldn’t react as fast as his mind.

Crash!

Accompanied by a thunderous impact, Man Lang’s right foot struck Ye Kuang squarely in the chest, forcing him to stagger backward repeatedly.

In one fluid motion, Man Lang landed and advanced, swinging his fist with Earth-Shattering Shock.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

A direct hit to the face would have ended the fight even for someone as resilient as Ye Kuang.

But Ye Kuang refused to comply. Emitting a dragon-like roar, he crossed his arms as a shield to protect his forehead.

Bam!

The impact felt like a thousand jun of force.

Even with his guard up, Ye Kuang’s mind reeled from the shock.

Seeing his advantage, Man Lang pressed on like a drawn bow, his fists becoming a frenzied storm of brutality.

The speed of his punches blurred beyond visual tracking.

Thump! Thump! Thump!…

Blow after blow fell irresistibly, treating Ye Kuang as a human punching bag for his savage assault.