Chapter 73 – Half a Month Forging a Strong Soul (Five)

Seeing this scene, Ming Di couldn’t help but flare up in anger and stepped forward to intervene.

Surprisingly, the Chief waved a hand to stop Ming Di, smiling as he mediated: “They’re just youngsters, it’s normal for them to have some temper. A little discipline is all they need. Professor Ming, why get so angry? You should know that excessive rage harms the body.”

“But…”

“It’s fine.”

……

“Has it begun after all?” The Chief then murmured to himself, his eyes faintly gleaming with an inscrutable light.

Meanwhile.

“Your intelligence is truly unparalleled in my experience, but that doesn’t eliminate the suspicion of danger. Since you’re so combative, I have no choice but to make you recognize how cruel reality can be!” Sun Ying declared resolutely.

Hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but laugh: “Nothing would please me more.”

As his voice fell, his arms dropped to his sides, his eyelids lowered, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud impact erupted as their fists collided head-on in the blink of an eye.

Their movements were as swift as lightning, untraceable yet exhilarating to witness.

“Interesting.” With Sun Ying’s remark, he suddenly clenched his fists, extended his leg into a bow stance, and launched a Cannon Blast punch.

It was unmistakably the first form of Seizing Combat – Bow Stance Punch!

Seeing this, Ye Kuang exclaimed “Well met!” and retaliated with a punch of his own.

Boom!

Their knuckles connected, but the two separated almost immediately.

The deep, thunderous reverberation alone hinted at the savage force contained within.

Ye Kuang was startled to feel a startling sharpness transmitted through his fist, sharper than any blade, causing immediate, unbearable pain.

Had his Dantian True Qi not surged into the bones of his right arm, his muscle tissues might have been torn apart by this violent force.

“This is internal energy!” Ye Kuang suddenly laughed wildly and moved: “Hahaha…”

He seemed to have completely unleashed himself, his figure shifting unpredictably within a few steps, his afterimages flickering until he stood right before his opponent.

His speed was simply unparalleled.

Faced with this scene, it could be said that everyone was caught off guard, their eyes captivated by the intense battle unfolding before them.

Gao Qing, witnessing this, grew extremely excited and roared: “Damn! This guy’s been hiding his skills so deep! Never expected him to be a martial arts master.”

Zheng Xiucai remained silent, but his gleaming eyes revealed an indescribable turmoil within.

Meanwhile, Pang Hu, for reasons unknown, stared intently at the two combatants, his eyes burning with desire.

At that moment, Sun Ying dodged Ye Kuang’s Tan Leg and unleashed his killing move!

Throat-Piercing Kick!

This move was unimaginable, for resorting to such a ruthless technique meant the opponent’s difficulty had far exceeded expectations.

Even the remaining nine instructors rose to their feet in astonishment.

In the blink of an eye!

“Well met!”

Ye Kuang’s voice coincided with the collision of legs and fists, the unleashed force exploding like a drumbeat.

Thump!!

The lingering echo reverberated for what seemed like forever, far surpassing any previous impact.In an instant, Sun Ying misstepped, his entire body losing control and nearly sending him crashing sideways.

On the other hand, Ye Kuang wasn’t faring much better. Even with the aid of True Qi, he struggled to remain as steady as Mount Tai.

After a series of frantic retreats and lateral shifts, his eyes suddenly gleamed with exhilaration.

The throbbing pain in his legs had ignited his fighting spirit!

Meanwhile, Sun Ying steadied himself, exhaled a turbid breath, and spoke coldly, “Show me your full strength. Let me see if the rumors hold true. Otherwise, you won’t get another chance.”

“Rumors?” Ye Kuang was puzzled but wasted no time. With a light tap of his toes, he shot forward like an arrow, palms poised before his chest, his footwork swift as the wind.

Sun Ying remained unfazed, his hawk-like eyes growing even more piercing.

As the two closed in, Sun Ying abruptly sprang into action.

To everyone’s surprise, he charged in the opposite direction, his movements as wild and unrestrained as a runaway stallion.

Ye Kuang immediately gave chase, only to realize his opponent’s speed far exceeded his expectations.

Just as Ye Kuang secretly activated Crossing Great Rivers, Sun Ying halted abruptly, shifted position, and created distance once more.

Left with no choice, Ye Kuang continued his pursuit.

Yet Sun Ying seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Every time Ye Kuang drew near, he would sidestep like a gazelle changing direction, leaving no trace to follow.

It was at this moment that Ye Kuang realized his fatal flaw: in terms of speed, ten Sun Yings were no match for him, but when it came to agility and tactical maneuvering—especially without going all out—he couldn’t hope to rival Sun Ying.

Regardless of why Sun Ying had suddenly altered his tactics, Ye Kuang knew this opponent had much to teach him.

With this thought, Ye Kuang came to an abrupt stop and declared clearly, “Instructor Sun, if you’re trying to exhaust my stamina, I’m afraid you’ll be sorely disappointed. I can maintain high-speed running for over two hours, even while carrying a load of over a hundred jin.”

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Sun Ying had no choice but to halt as well.

But in that split second of Sun Ying’s hesitation, Ye Kuang seized the rare opportunity and dashed forward at top speed.

The moment he unleashed his full velocity, he was like a leopard freed from its cage, his form nearly blurring into an afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Kuang was right in front of his opponent!

By then, it was already impossible for Sun Ying to evade.

At this critical juncture, Sun Ying’s ferocity ignited. He launched a sweeping kick, aiming to trade blow for blow, life for life.

Caught off guard by this reckless move, Ye Kuang was taken by surprise.

Sun Ying’s strategy was to disregard his own safety—even if it meant taking the full force of Ye Kuang’s Iron Palm strikes—to inflict severe damage on his foe.

Now, victory or defeat rested on Ye Kuang’s split-second decision. But even if he won, the cost would be dire.

“Damn it, he’s a complete madman!”

Ye Kuang cursed under his breath, his voice filled with boundless frustration, even as he roared like a tiger: Crossing Great Rivers!

In an instant, his speed surged explosively. His body twisted sharply, narrowly evading the leg-blade aimed at him…