My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 63 Instant
The morning light filled the sky, as if the rain had stopped and the clouds had parted. The soft, watery light quietly shone into the room through the window lattice, making the bluestone floor shine.

puff~
With a powerful palm strike, Huang Tian slowly withdrew his stance, his eyes, which had been wide awake all night, exceptionally clear and bright.

'After practicing all night, my energy and spirits are actually pretty good.'

He smiled, went out to fetch a bucket of water to wash up, and then went to the restaurant for breakfast and medicinal soup. Although he had the blood-clotting pill, the medicinal soup was still necessary.

After finishing his meal, he went to the No. 1 training ground. At this time, there were only about ten people scattered around the training ground. When they saw him arrive, they all subconsciously smiled. Huang Tian nodded in return and sat cross-legged on the futon to wait for Instructor Liu to arrive.

About fifteen minutes later, all the martial arts performers had arrived. Liu Kuo walked steadily to the front of the group and glanced around. There were twenty-four people in total—Huang Rui was still lying in bed, silently crying out, so he couldn't come.

After clearing his throat, Liu Kuo didn't say much more, simply asking, "Is there anyone who wants to spar and test their skills?"

All eyes were on Luo Chan, who was dressed in black, and Huang Tian, ​​who had a calm expression.

Luo Chan walked out with steady steps, bowed slightly to Huang Tian, ​​and said kindly, "Please give me your guidance, Brother Huang."

"please."

Huang Tian stood opposite Luo Chan, the two of them several feet apart, exchanged greetings, and then took their stances.

Luo Chan's legs were naturally separated, slightly wider than his shoulders, with his knees slightly bent, as if he were sitting on a high stool. His arms were slowly raised upwards, as if he were embracing a giant ball.

Huang Tian, ​​however, barely moved, remaining rooted to the spot like a javelin, his gaze sharp.

Facing Huang Tian, ​​who had not set up any defenses and whose defenses were almost entirely flawed, Luo Chan breathed heavily.

Only when facing Huang Tian directly could one feel a powerful aura emanating from him, as thick as a mountain. The surging momentum, like a high mountain or a vast ocean, pressed down on him, making it almost impossible for Luo Chan to breathe.

'This can't go on like this! '

He was experienced and realized that he was enveloped by the aura and had to break free as soon as possible, otherwise he would not be able to exert 70% of his full strength.

With a twist and a push of his right foot, his sleeves fluttered, and he shot out like a cannonball. His palms, like giant cauldrons, carried a powerful and heavy force, slamming heavily towards Huang Tian's chest!

Palms support the weight of the nine heavens, intention leads the four seas to peace, gather energy like clouds, release power like thunder!
The force exploded like thunder in mid-air, and the strong wind made Huang Tian's black hair dance wildly. He didn't rush to take the blow head-on. He tapped his toes and used the Crane Dive footwork of the Ferocious Crane Fist. His body floated lightly backward and easily dodged Luo Chan's charged attack.

Luo Chan missed his first attack, then changed his moves, striking with his left hand with a "Heaven-Supporting Jade Pillar" and his right hand with a "Heaven-Piercing Northwest" strike, violently whipping up fine dust in the air.

This time, Huang Tian did not dodge. He drew two palms in a semi-circle to meet the attack. The moment their palms met, his wrists flipped and spun like flowing clouds, actually drawing Luo Chan's palm force into the air and hitting empty space, causing his momentum to falter.

"This is my Cloud-Turning Palm?!"

Among the martial arts performers watching the fight, Yang Mo gasped in surprise, his eyes wide with astonishment.

He never expected that Huang Tian would use the Cloud-Turning Palm technique, which he had not yet mastered, and that Huang Tian would be able to easily deflect and neutralize Luo Chan's powerful force. This was something he could not do!
'How is this possible! Has his Cloud-Turning Palm technique reached perfection? But when did he learn this palm technique? Did he learn it while watching me spar with others yesterday?'

Yang Mo felt a surge of shock, despair, and frustration. His years of hard work couldn't compare to someone else's single day—the disparity was simply too great!
On the field, Luo Chan's face turned red as his force hit empty air, and he almost choked. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, twisted his body, leaped up, and flew high into the air. With a bang, he descended from the sky, his palms creating a whistling sound as they pressed down on Huang Tiangai.

Huang Tian's sleeves fluttered, he clenched his fists, creating a loud cracking sound, and his fists, like two giant iron hammers, pounded heavily towards Luo Chan in the sky!

boom!
Fist and palm collided, air waves scattered, the force produced a huge shockwave, and the wind made Luo Chan's face tremble. He felt a tingling sensation in his palms, and even without looking, he knew that his palms must be covered in blood.

'I was actually being suppressed in terms of strength?!'

The thought flashed through Luo Chan's mind as his body was sent flying backward by the heavy force of the punch.

A gasp rang out from the martial arts spectators, "Is that my Mountain-Crushing Fist?!"

Huang Tian unleashed his extremely familiar fist and palm techniques, eliciting gasps of surprise from them.

There was nothing they could do. They hadn't even mastered their martial arts, yet Huang Tian had already done so and was able to use their skills to overpower Luo Chan. How could they possibly accept that?
Taking advantage of Luo Chan's backward flight and lack of leverage, Huang Tian stepped forward to the side, leaped up swiftly, and thrust his palms diagonally upward, unleashing a torrent of palm force like a tidal wave!

"The Heaven-Supporting Palm, the sky tilts to the northwest?!"

Upon seeing Huang Tianshi's move, Luo Chan stared blankly as if he had seen a ghost, instinctively raising his arms to block his chest.

boom!
Luo Chan, who was already flying backward, was hit like a bullet and sent flying several feet away with a bang. He rolled several times on the ground like a rag doll, with dust billowing around him. His black clothes were covered in dust, and his hair was full of fine ash.

He lay on the ground, his right hand pressed against his chest, coughing several times. A trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes still held disbelief.

Not only him, but the martial arts students around him, including Liu Kuo, were also shocked, because Huang Tian had never seen the Sky-Supporting Palm before today, but now he could use it, which meant that he had learned it in the instant he fought Luo Chan!
All was silent; everyone held their breath.

On the field, Huang Tian did not press his advantage. He and Luo Chan had no deep-seated hatred for each other, and this was enough for their friendly sparring.

At this moment, Yang Mo, who was standing to the side, quickly ran over to help Luo Chan up, but Head Instructor Liu suddenly spoke up: "Don't touch him!"

Yang Mo was taken aback, not understanding why he couldn't help Luo Chan up. He turned his head and saw that the latter seemed to be deep in thought.

Time passed slowly, and after about half an incense stick's time, Luo Chan's eyes suddenly brightened. He muttered something under his breath before finally looking up at Huang Tian standing opposite him. He slowly stood up and bowed gratefully, saying, "Thank you, Brother Huang."

"No need to thank me. Your understanding of the opportunity for breakthrough is due to your own solid foundation. I only gave you a small push."

Yes, Huang Tian's palm strike shook the northwest and made Luo Chan doubt his life, but it also gave him a chance to break through. As the saying goes, no destruction, no construction. As long as he goes back and tempers his blood and qi, he can break through to the eighth rank of martial arts in three to five days or half a month!
That's why he was so grateful to Heaven.

"Once I achieve this breakthrough, I will definitely hold a banquet to thank you. Please do not refuse, Brother Huang."

Huang Tian's expression turned somewhat strange upon hearing this. Was he going to host a banquet for him after his breakthrough?
Maybe he won't even break through as quickly as he did on his own...

(End of this chapter)