Under One Person: Rebuilding the Glory of the Beast Master

Chapter 54 Victory

Since they were going to make a move, it was best to strike first; Zeng Su had no intention of confronting Wang Ai.

The two people on the field are facing each other, waiting for the other to reveal a weakness. It looks like a duel between masters, but in reality, they are just complete fools.

In the blink of an eye, Zeng Su had already reached Wang Ai.

"Wow, that's fast!"

Wang Ai was taken aback; he really hadn't expected Zeng Su to be so fast.

Wang Ai dared not be careless and went out with both palms to meet the attack.

"Bang!!"

The three palms collided, and the energy scattering in all directions.

Wang Ai took three steps back, each step leaving a shallow footprint on the gravel ground.

Zeng Su also took a half step back, but quickly regained his footing, and the second wave of attacks followed.

The onlookers gasped in surprise.

An eight-year-old child attacked without hesitation, his attacks relentless, each step perfectly timed with Wang Ai's rhythm, forcing Wang Ai into a passive defensive posture.

"This child has good awareness, but his qi is a bit strange," the Lu family head said in a low voice, frowning.

The Wang family head next to him did not respond. His gaze remained fixed on the scene, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of his chair.

On the field, Zeng Su's attacks became increasingly rapid.

He wasn't using any advanced martial arts, just basic fist and foot techniques, but with the added steel attribute, every punch and palm strike carried the hardness of steel.

Wang Ai was gradually finding it difficult to defend himself. Every time he exchanged blows, he felt as if he had hit an iron plate, and he could even hear muffled thuds.

Moreover, Zeng Su gave him no chance to breathe, and his attacks were very closely linked.

If things continue like this, he really does have a chance of losing.

"This kid—" Wang Ai gritted his teeth and finally stopped holding back.

He took a deep breath, and his Qi surged violently.

The Wang Family Secret Technique: Divine Coating

Wang Ai's hands swept through the air, leaving trails of ink.

Those trajectories lingered in the air, like an invisible pen drawing on paper, outlining the silhouette of a fierce tiger in the blink of an eye.

"go!"

Wang Ai gave a low shout, and the dark tiger leaped down from the air, opening its blood-red maw to pounce on Zeng Su.

This is the Wang family's [Divine Paint] – using Qi as ink and the void as paper, drawing beast shapes to attack enemies. Although it is only a basic application, its power should not be underestimated.

Zeng Su's eyes lit up. He naturally knew that the Wang family possessed the secret technique of "Divine Paint." The black tiger before him was incredibly lifelike, even surpassing a real tiger in some respects.

"Wang Family Divine Craftsmanship is indeed well-deserved." However, he was not flustered. He clenched his right hand in the air, and a black blade materialized.

"Transforming the knife into its form"

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The black blade was covered with a layer of steel, and the blade gleamed with a cold metallic luster, making it look just like a real treasured sword.

Instead of retreating, Zeng Su charged forward, heading straight for the black tiger.

"Is this kid crazy?" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

The tiger and the black knife collided.

"Sizzle!"

With a piercing tearing sound, the tiger was cleaved in two by the black blade, turning into two wisps of pale ink-colored mist that dissipated into the air.

Wang Ai's expression changed.

He hadn't expected Zeng Su to so easily and decisively destroy his divine tiger painting. To paint this tiger well, he had actually lived in a room with a tiger for a long time, though the tiger was locked up, of course.

After defeating the tiger, Zeng Su continued his advance towards Wang Ai without stopping.

Wang Ai gritted his teeth and waved his hands repeatedly in the air, drawing several lines that intertwined to form a net that enveloped Zeng Su. This was another use of the divine magic to bind the net.

Zeng Su did not force his way in.

His steps suddenly changed, and he slid through the gaps in the net like an eel, leaving a water stain on the ground.

The Five Elements Rotate—Waterway. It's not really a magic technique; it's just a matter of instantly condensing a pool of water beneath you and then using the water's flexibility to maneuver.

This was a move created by Zeng Su himself, and it was the first time he used it, but the effect was very good.

Wang Ai's pupils contracted slightly; he truly couldn't believe that Zeng Su had managed to evade the net like this.

Zeng Su had already reached him.

The black blade slashed horizontally, heading straight for Wang Ai's waist and abdomen.

Wang Ai had no time to dodge, so he could only press down with both palms, preparing to take the blow head-on.

However, Zeng Su suddenly used [Waterway] again, his body sliding to Wang Ai's side in a very strange posture.

"You think you can beat me like this?" Wang Ai thought fiercely, slamming her palms onto the ground. Dark energy surged forth and transformed into black snakes.

The god painted a snake with a single tooth.

The black snake opened its mouth and lunged to bite Zeng Su.

However, Zeng Su smiled, because he had already achieved his goal.

He then retreated rapidly and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Snapped!"

The collision of fire-attribute forces ignited a tiny spark.

The Five Elements Revolve—Dust Explosion.

With a loud "boom!", a ball of flame rose up and enveloped Wang Ai.

"Ugh~"

Flames attacked from all directions, and even if Wang Ai wanted to dodge, she couldn't. She could only passively endure the burning flames.

Although the flames were not very powerful, they still robbed him of his senses for a moment.

The next moment, a black knife pierced through the flames and struck.

Wang Ai could only wave her hand and endure it.

"when""

A deafening clang of metal clashing.

Wang Ai's hands were numb from the shock, and a burning pain shot through the web of his thumbs. He looked down and saw a bloody gash on his palm; although no bones or tendons were broken, the flesh had been cut open.

Having landed a successful blow, Zeng Su sheathed his sword and retreated, standing a foot away, calmly watching him.

"Brother Wang, shall we continue?" His voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.

The square was completely silent. No one expected the battle to end so quickly, and that Zeng Su would be the victor.

Wang Ai's face turned pale and then red. He looked down at the wound on his palm, then looked up at Zeng Su, and finally at his father in the audience.

The head of the Wang family remained expressionless, his hand holding the teacup as steady as a rock, but the look in his eyes was as complex as if a bottle of mixed emotions had been spilled.

Wang Ai is still capable of fighting. He still has skills he hasn't used yet. If he uses his full strength, he might be able to turn the tide.

He lost; everyone present could see that. He had already lost face, and if he continued to act shamelessly, the Wang family would lose all face.

Moreover, Zeng Su's strike just now was clearly restrained, and it could have been aimed at his neck. He couldn't have blocked that strike. Wang Ai took a deep breath and slowly withdrew his palms.

"Brother Zeng, you have skillful methods." His voice was somewhat hoarse. "I concede defeat."

"You flatter me!" Zeng Su dismissed his black sword and politely clasped his hands in response.

After saying this, Wang Ai turned and walked off the field.

His back view was somewhat forlorn, and the scorched clothes and hair made him appear even more disheveled. But his steps were still steady. When he reached the edge of the field, he paused and glanced in Guan Shihua's direction.

Guan Shihua was staring wide-eyed at Zeng Su, her mouth agape enough to fit an egg, completely unaware of Wang Ai's gaze.

Wang Ai gave a bitter smile and continued walking forward. He wanted to scream, shout, even go crazy, but what good would it do?

This was the first time he had stood up so openly, but the result was such a crushing defeat.

Suddenly, Wang Ai felt a sweet taste in his throat, a sign that his blood was rushing to his heart. However, at the last moment, he forced himself to swallow the blood back.

If he were to vomit blood here, it would be truly the end for him. Who knows what rumors would circulate in the martial arts world about this duel, and he would completely lose face for the Wang family.

"Young Master!" The Wang family members also noticed something was wrong and quickly came up to escort Wang Ai off the field.

The Wang family head's face darkened completely, but he quickly regained his calm and composed demeanor.

"The Sanyi Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a legitimate sect of Xuanmen. My Wang family is still a few levels behind!" The Wang family head said with a smile, not placing the outcome of the battle on Zeng Su and Wang Ai, but comparing the Sanyi Sect and the Wang family.

The Lu family head and the others remained silent, naturally understanding the Wang family head's meaning. Even in defeat, they wanted to make it sound respectable, because no matter how strong the Wang family was, they were still somewhat inferior to the Sanyi Sect—that was a fact.

There was a moment of silence in the square, then a burst of enthusiastic applause and discussion erupted.

"good!"

"The disciples of the Sanyi Sect are indeed formidable!"

"To be able to defeat a direct descendant of the Wang family at the age of eight, this child is extraordinary!"

"Master Zuo has taken on another excellent disciple!"

Applause and cheers surged forth like a tide. Zeng Su stood in the center of the field, clasped his hands in greeting to the four directions, and then turned and walked back to his position.

Guan Shihua grabbed his arm, her voice trembling, "Brother! What kind of kung fu was that? How did you conjure that black knife? And how did you cultivate that flame?"

Zeng Su was so dizzy from being shaken that he quickly said, "Sister Shihua, be gentle, be gentle, your arm is going to break."

However, he didn't offer any explanation; some things are better left unsaid. Especially the "dust explosion," a technique he suddenly came up with.

After standing in the training ground, he noticed a lot of wood chips in the sand and gravel. So he used earth-elemental power to stir up the wood chips in the sand and gravel, and then used a spark to ignite them, causing an explosion.

This involves scientific knowledge—"flour explosion," a physics concept he learned in junior high school. It's incredibly effective, but its power is difficult to control.

He originally intended to defeat Wang Ai directly with this move, but there were too few wood chips, which made the power a bit weak. In the end, he used the black knife to finish him off.

Guan Shihua released her grip, but the light in her eyes shone even brighter: "Little brother, you're amazing! I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"

As she spoke, she suddenly turned to look in the direction Wang Ai had left, and snorted, "That fat Wang really lost face this time. He deserved it for bullying my brother!"

Zeng Su smiled but did not reply.

He looked up in his master's direction and waved to him.

Zuo Ruotong, holding a teacup, nodded at him with a slight smile. He was naturally very happy that his disciple had won.

Zeng Su was happy to receive his master's approval. He then sat down, picked up the apple he hadn't finished eating from the table, and continued to gnaw on it.

He and Lu Jin were tacitly aware of this.

Lu Jin never expected his junior brother to lose, because he didn't think Wang Ai was capable of dealing with Brother Bai, so the outcome of the battle was predetermined from the start. He just didn't expect his junior brother to have so many strange moves.

"After this is over, I must ask my junior brother for some pointers," Lu Jin thought.

Zhang Zhiwei, who had been watching the battle closely, frowned because Zeng Su's strength was too weak. Although his moves were somewhat magical, they were of no use to him.

The black blade couldn't break through his Golden Light Spell defense, and that strange movement technique couldn't escape his sight. As for the flames, they were completely useless. However, he was certain that Zeng Su had other powers he hadn't used yet.

"What other abilities does this kid have?" Zhang Zhiwei was feeling a bit annoyed, and he even considered going up on stage to challenge Zeng Su directly.

However, he knew that if he dared to do that, his master would definitely hang him up and beat him in public, which would be terrible.

Even a man should have some self-respect when he goes out.

The murmurs in the square gradually subsided, but the atmosphere had completely changed; the first battle had truly heated up the place.

The second competition that followed saw everyone vying to take the stage.

"Everyone, it's my turn to make a fool of myself this time." A very strong young man ran onto the field first.

"I am Yuan Lei of the Vajra Sect. I wonder which brother would be willing to offer me some guidance?" Yuan Lei said.

The Vajra Sect is no match for the Sanyi Sect or Longhu Mountain, but it also has a long history. Its disciples all practice the Vajra Immovable Skill, which is known as the invincible hard skill.

Of course, this is just a self-proclaimed title of the Vajra Sect; many other sects and families that also practice hard skills do not recognize this title.

But the reason why the Vajra Sect dares to use this title is because of its confidence.

At this moment, a man with a buzz cut wearing a gray coat jumped onto the field in a few flashes, then clasped his hands and said, "Liao Tianlin of Jiyun Society has come to learn from Brother Yuan."

"Liao Tianlin?" Zeng Su paused slightly as he chewed on his apple upon hearing this name.

If he remembered correctly, this person was one of the thirty-six traitors who later participated in the Jia Shen Rebellion.

However, Liao Tianlin only played a minor role in it, not only did he not gain any benefits, but he was also hunted down by the entire martial arts world of extraordinary people.

But to become one of the Thirty-Six Thieves, Liao Tianlin is no small fry. It's just that he's still young, and we don't know how capable he is.

As Zeng Su was thinking this, the battle had already begun.

First, Yuan Lei circulated his Qi throughout his body, activating the Vajra Sect's [Vajra Immovable Skill], instantly transforming into a golden figure gleaming with light.

Liao Tianlin flicked his finger, and with a "ding-ling" sound, a steel ball that had flown from who-knows-where veered and struck Yuan Lei on the temple.

Caught off guard, Yuan Lei stumbled from the impact of the steel ball, but he was unharmed. The Vajra Sect's reputation for having the best hard skills was not just empty boasting; they truly possessed exceptional abilities.

"Drink up!"

Yuan Lei unleashed his power, carving a large crater in the sand as he charged toward Liao Tianlin.

Liao Tianlin did not dodge. Instead, he moved his hands rapidly and shot out several steel balls, all aimed at Yuan Lei's head, eyes, heart, and other vital parts.

Yuan Lei dared not be careless and used his arms to form a shield in front of him.

Immediately following was a series of crackling sounds. No matter how strong the defensive power of the Vajra Sect's hard skills was, it was impossible to defend indefinitely.

Next, Yuan Lei became a target, constantly being hit. There were no terrain or objects around him that he could use, and Liao Tianlin's agility was also very good, so Yuan Lei couldn't catch up at all.

In the end, Yuan Lei voluntarily admitted defeat. If things continued like this, he would definitely be the first to run out of energy, so there was no need to continue.

"I give up."

"You're too kind!"

The match between the two was very exciting, and the audience gave them applause and cheers.

However, it was nowhere near as intense as the duel between Zeng Su and Wang Ai earlier.

In fact, many people present wanted to fight Zeng Su, as they were genuinely curious about just how far Zeng Su could go.

But they were too embarrassed to volunteer, after all, Zeng Su was younger than them, and he had already fought once. Of course, the biggest reason was that they were afraid of losing. Wang Ai's previous experience was still fresh in their minds.

Several more people then took the stage.

Yanwu Hall, Bagua Sect, Shuzi Sect, Meishan Sect, Yuding Sect —

Each sect's members possessed unique skills, which broadened everyone's horizons. Such a grand spectacle was truly a rare sight.

At this stage of the battle, those hailed as young talents have yet to make their appearance; these are the people everyone most wants to see.