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"sure."

Chen Qing smiled and nodded.

Although Lu Hanzhou always had a stern face, he was very serious and responsible when guiding Chen Qing, and he didn't mind sharing some of his own experience.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Chen."

Lu Hanzhou was overjoyed and quickly expressed his gratitude.

Next, Chen Qing shared some of his insights on exerting force with Lu Hanzhou.

"To generate this kind of power, you must first feel the presence of energy within your body."

"Power is hidden in every muscle and bone of the body. Whenever we exert force, power will be fully mobilized."

"Try to gather your strength into one point, lock it firmly, and then unleash it the moment you make contact with the opponent's body, striking into their body."

Chen Qing explained step by step, and Lu Hanzhou would sometimes nod slightly and sometimes frown in thought, just like a student listening attentively.

After Chen Qing explained all the techniques for generating power in detail, Lu Hanzhou's eyes showed an extremely excited expression.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Chen. I'll try it myself first, and I'll ask you for help if I don't understand anything."

Lu Hanzhou clasped his hands in thanks, his eyes full of respect.

Who would have thought that a disciple who had only recently begun learning external strength would have mastered such profound techniques for generating power?

Once I master this method of power generation, the power of Wuji Fist will increase significantly. In the next Inner Court competition, I will definitely be able to defeat my senior brother and take first place.

The thought of the generous reward and the spotlight filled him with excitement, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

Lu Hanzhou said goodbye to Chen Qing and found a corner to practice his new way of exerting force.

Chen Qing then approached Wang Tianle and Wang Meng and suggested that they spar and practice together.

"Junior Brother Chen seems to have gotten addicted to being beaten up."

Wang Tianle chuckled and teased, then turned to Wang Meng beside him and said, "Junior Brother Wang, I just finished practicing, so I'll rest for a bit. Could you help Junior Brother Chen loosen up his muscles?"

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Chen, I won't hit you too hard."

Wang Meng stepped forward, grinning sheepishly.

"Be careful, Senior Brother Wang Meng. It's hard to say who will win or lose this time."

Chen Qing smiled faintly, his eyes filled with confidence.

Wang Meng didn't take his words seriously.

He has been in the inner courtyard for almost four months. While he may not be a master of Wuji Quan, he has certainly become quite proficient in it.

Chen Qing had only been there a few days, and he couldn't even perform many moves correctly.

Yesterday he and Wang Tianle beat him up. Want to beat him? Absolutely no chance.

"Junior Brother Chen, come on, I'll give you three moves first."

Wang Meng struck a pose and smiled with a relaxed expression.

Chen Qing didn't hold back, stepping forward and using a move called "Mountain Splitter" to aim straight for Wang Meng's face.

The punch had a straight trajectory, which Wang Meng saw through at a glance and dodged by turning his head.

However, in the instant he dodged, Chen Qing's fist suddenly retracted, his arm bent into an elbow, and his elbow swept horizontally.

The mountain was split into shattered tablets, which then smashed directly towards Wang Meng's left temple.

Wang Meng was completely unprepared for Chen Qing's sudden change of tactics midway through the fight. He hurriedly raised his arm to block, but it was too late.

Chen Qing struck him directly on the left temple with his elbow.

Fortunately, he didn't exert any force with that elbow strike, otherwise he would probably be a corpse by now.

In an instant, Wang Meng broke out in a cold sweat and looked at Chen Qing in disbelief.

Yesterday during sparring, Chen Qing could barely hold his own. How did he become so strong overnight?

This doesn't sound like a novice at all; it sounds like a seasoned veteran.

"Again!"

Wang Meng was very dissatisfied and, disregarding his earlier promise to let Chen Qing have three moves, punched Chen Qing in the face.

Chen Qing was completely focused on Wang Meng's body. Just as Wang Meng's shoulders trembled, Chen Qing suddenly understood the other party's intention.

In addition, Wang Meng was much slower than Bai Yuan, so he easily dodged the attack.

At the same time, he countered with a backhand strike to cut off the flow of energy, slashing at Wang Meng's neck.

Wang Meng was dumbfounded, never expecting that Chen Qing would defeat him unscathed even after he launched the first attack.

"Junior Brother Chen, your progress is too fast."

Wang Meng said with a dejected look on his face.

"Junior Brother Chen, you are a genius in martial arts!"

Wang Tianle, standing next to him, also stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

Chen Qing had only been in the inner courtyard for a few days, while Wang Meng had been there for more than four months.

But now, he has been easily defeated twice by Chen Qing.

If this isn't genius, then what is?

"It's a pity that Junior Brother Chen has inferior aptitude, otherwise..."

Wang Tianle sighed inwardly.

With such talent for martial arts, if his physical constitution were even better, he would surely become a prominent figure in Ningjiang County in the future.

"Junior Brother Chen, let me lend you a hand."

Wang Tianle walked up to Chen Qing and said with great interest.

Chen Qing nodded slightly and made a move instantly, still starting with the Mountain-Splitting Strike, his right fist clenched tightly, aimed straight at the opponent's face.

"Well done!"

Wang Tianle's heart tightened, and he dared not be careless in the slightest. He quickly took a step back to dodge the attack.

Before he could retaliate, Chen Qing unleashed a ground-shattering move, sweeping his right leg high towards his neck.

Wang Tianle took another step back, narrowly avoiding danger.

Chen Qing pressed forward again, using techniques such as cutting off the flow of water, shattering the monument, entangling the silk threads, and crashing into the cauldron...

The Eight Forms of Wuji, one after another, forced Wang Tianle to retreat continuously.

What's even more disheartening is that Chen Qing's moves are a mix of feints and real attacks, making it impossible to discern his true intentions.

Wang Tianle retreated more and more hastily, and his attempts to dodge became increasingly chaotic.

When he saw Chen Qing throw another punch with his left hand, blocking his right side and attacking his face, he was forced to veer to the left.

Just then, Chen Qing's right leg, which had been poised to strike, suddenly came at him, as if it had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"We've been tricked!"

Wang Tianle felt utterly hopeless and stood motionless in place.

Chen Qing's right leg was suspended, just a hair's breadth away from the left side of his neck.

A strong gust of wind swept by, causing Wang Tianle's sideburns to flutter slightly.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he stared at the foot so close to his face, cold sweat dripping slowly down his cheeks.

What a terrifying setup, what meticulous planning! All the previous attacks were just a prelude to that final kick.

With such terrifying fighting skills, how many people in the entire inner courtyard can match them?

If he hadn't just entered the External Strength realm and his Qi and blood weren't limiting his strength, he would definitely have won first place in the External Strength group in the next Inner Academy competition.

"Junior Brother Chen, I've lost."

Wang Tianle gave a bitter smile, a strong sense of frustration welling up inside him.

"Senior Brother Wang, don't be discouraged. I also learned these techniques from a master. If you master these techniques, I'm afraid I will also have a hard time winning."

Chen Qing spoke frankly and sincerely.

"Junior Brother Chen, could you teach us?"

Wang Meng looked at Chen Qing with anticipation.

"Of course, we agreed to make progress together."

Chen Qing had no intention of keeping anything to himself.

He still has many shortcomings in Wujiquan and needs to consult his two senior brothers.

The skills learned from Bai Yuan also require a lot of practical experience and verification from others.

Having someone to practice with is much faster than figuring things out on your own.

Chen Qing continued to spar with the two, sharing his understanding of combat with them.

The three of them also improved their combat skills rapidly without realizing it.

Just as the group was engrossed in their practice, footsteps suddenly came from the courtyard gate.

Guo Hong strode over, his gaze landing on Chen Qing, and said, "Junior Brother Chen, someone is looking for you outside."

Chen Qing stopped what she was doing, slightly taken aback: "Who?"

"Song Zheming."