Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

Seeing this, Elder Chen's face regained its smile. He looked at Chen Rourou and chuckled, "Rourou, you make it sound so serious. This old man is indeed serious about this matter, but you needn't feel too much pressure. After all, your talent is evident. You even managed to master our Chen Family's Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade on your own. Discerning the essence of your grandfather's techniques shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

"Of course, I'm not asking you to figure it all out. Just tell me what you observe. How does that sound?"

"This... okay!" Chen Rourou replied, bracing herself. At this point, there was nothing else she could do.

With her response, Elder Chen grinned broadly.

He then moved to the side, assumed the starting stance of the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade, and began to perform it.

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Elder Chen was indeed a master of the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade. His movements were not only smoother and more natural than Chen Rourou's, but one could even hear the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound emanating from within his body. This wasn't something he displayed during his usual martial arts training. Clearly, to gauge Chen Rourou's true abilities, Elder Chen had brought forth his actual skills and was giving it his all!

"GURGLE... GURGLE..."

"GURGLE... GURGLE..."

A sound resembling a cat's purring echoed within the room.

Hearing this, Chen Fenghua was full of envy. Father is truly remarkable; the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound is so profound and unceasing. When will I ever reach such a level?

The Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound signifies the Great Accomplishment Realm in Internal Boxing. However, not everyone who reaches Great Accomplishment can produce it, as this requires an exceptionally high level of skill. Therefore, an ordinary master of Internal Boxing would certainly not be capable of producing the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound.

In contrast, Chen Rourou, who was initially a bit nervous, suddenly relaxed upon hearing the sound emanating from Elder Chen's body. Not only was she no longer nervous, she now felt somewhat... disappointed! Her enthusiasm waned.

Is that all there is to it?? Listening to the "GURGLE... GURGLE..." sound, Chen Rourou wondered, quite perplexed.

She knew the concept of the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound. However, due to her gender, she wasn't allowed to practice martial arts. This meant she had never truly been exposed to it, as no one had ever bothered to demonstrate it for her. Thus, Chen Rourou had preconceived notions, assuming all Tiger Leopard Thunder Sounds were like Zhang Beixing's: a sound like a tiger's roar, with the force of the Yangtze River, relentless power, and the boom of rolling thunder.

She had initially thought Elder Chen's performance would surely surpass Zhang Beixing's, if not be even better. Yet, she hadn't expected the sound Elder Chen produced to be so...

Mellow?

Could something be wrong? Chen Rourou was puzzled.

She turned her head to look at her father, Chen Fenghua. Just as she was about to ask him whether Elder Chen was holding back, she saw the look of utter admiration on Chen Fenghua's face, and the words died on her lips.

HISS...

Judging by the look on Father's face, it doesn't seem like Elder Chen is holding back at all. But if he isn't holding back, why is this happening? Compared to Zhang Beixing's performance, the difference is too vast!

Watching Elder Chen practice, Chen Rourou fell into deep thought.

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Just as Chen Rourou was frowning in bewilderment, Elder Chen finished performing the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade, took a long breath, and relaxed his stance.

He was about to ask Chen Rourou what she thought of his performance when he looked over and saw her deeply contemplative expression.

Seeing this, Elder Chen was startled for a moment. Could Rourou have truly discerned something? he wondered. So he looked at Chen Rourou and asked, "Rourou, have you... could it be that you've already seen something?"

"Ah? This..." Chen Rourou came back to her senses, somewhat hesitant.

If she hadn't seen Zhang Beixing perform the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade, with her own abilities, she definitely wouldn't have been able to discern anything. But the problem was, she had seen it.

Although it was a bit harsh to think it, with Zhang Beixing's brilliant example fresh in her mind, watching Elder Chen perform the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade now... Although his performance is also very good, it just feels... inexplicably lacking something!

Chen Rourou hesitated, contemplating whether to express her true feelings. She hesitated because she wasn't sure if her perception was correct. After all, her own skill level was average, and she might not be able to distinguish good from bad.

Seeing her like this, Elder Chen slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Rourou, if you have something to say, just say it. Why be so hesitant and indecisive? What, are you worried your words will hurt this old man? Speak boldly. I also want to hear what suggestions our Chen Family's Phoenix can offer this old man!"

"This... alright then!" Hearing Elder Chen mention 'Phoenix' again, Chen Rourou understood that if she didn't offer a clear explanation today, this matter wouldn't be easily settled.

But the problem was, she didn't truly understand! My hesitation just now was solely because I was comparing Elder Chen with Zhang Beixing. And now...

Should I just bluff based on Zhang Beixing's state during his martial arts training? This thought flashed through Chen Rourou's mind. She thought it might work.

Anyway, she felt cornered and decided she might as well go for broke. Chen Rourou braced herself, looked at Elder Chen, and said, "Actually, I feel your performance... is still lacking a little something!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone in the room changed.

Chen Fenghua's face filled with horror. Has my daughter gone mad? he thought.

Elder Chen, after a brief moment of stunned silence, looked at Chen Rourou with interest. "Oh? My performance is lacking? Rourou, then what, in your opinion, wouldn't be lacking?"

Since things had reached this point, Chen Rourou decided to throw caution to the wind. She put on a thoughtful expression, but in reality, she was recalling Zhang Beixing's martial arts training. She recalled how, when Zhang Beixing practiced, a single punch was accompanied by unceasing tiger roars, rolling thunder, and the sound of the mighty Yangtze River surging.

Chen Rourou replied, "According to a friend's understanding and deductions, when the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade is practiced to a profound level, the body can produce three types of sounds: the roar of a tiger, the clap of thunder, and the surge of blood!"

Understanding? Deductions? And 'a friend'? Is she planning to use the 'I have a friend' excuse if she's wrong? Hearing her opening words, Chen Fenghua broke out in a cold sweat.

But that wasn't all.

Chen Rourou continued, recalling Zhang Beixing's practice where a mere lift of his hand could generate a vibrating tiger's roar, "First, the tiger's roar. As the name suggests, it's like a tiger in the wilderness, roaring at the sky, its might shaking the mountains and forests!"

"The sound of thunder..." Chen Rourou paused, recalling the explosive boom from Zhang Beixing's punches. "It should be like rolling, muffled thunder—soul-stirring and deafening!"

"As for the final sound, the surging of blood, it should be like a great river flowing—continuous, powerful, and vast."

"Only then can one be considered to have truly mastered the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade!"

In one breath, she described Zhang Beixing's martial prowess as if it were her own critique.

Instantly, the room fell silent. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Chen Fenghua was dumbfounded. What in the world is all this? Can the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound even be interpreted this way?

"This…" Even Elder Chen stared at Chen Rourou, completely stunned. For a moment, his face showed nothing but shock and bewilderment; he seemed utterly at a loss for words...