NOVEL NEXT Chapter 92 - 92: Spar
Chapter 92: Spar
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Mu Yangling’s eyes lit up as she looked at the weapons on both sides of the drill ground and asked, “What weapons are you good at?”
“Sword and spear.” Qi Haoran picked out a spear and twirled it. He asked with a smile, “What about you?”
Mu Yangling looked at the weapons regretfully and said, “I’m good at using bows and daggers. I’m most skilled at using a dagger.”
Other than marksmanship, Mu Yangling was most outstanding in close combat. As such, her weapons of choice were naturally daggers or daggers.
Qi Haoran’s eyes lit up. “My archery skills are not bad either. Let’s spar later.” Qi Haoran raised his spear and asked, “Let’s spar?”
“I want to see your spearmanship before we spar.”
Fan Zijin waved his fan and smiled. “This is a little unfair to Haoran.”
The corners of Mu Yangling’s mouth twitched slightly as she looked at the folding fan in his hand and said, “Don’t worry, I just want to see his spear technique. If you think it’s unfair, I can show you my moves later.”
“It’s a deal!” As soon as Qi Haoran finished speaking, he threw out his spear and danced in the arena. Like a dragon coiling around its body, the spear tore through the air. Mu Yangling could feel the force behind it, and her eyes lit up as she watched attentively.
Qi Xiuyuan, Rong Xuan, and Jiang Ze were viewing from a high spot. Jiang Ze praised, “Good spearmanship. Fourth Young Master’s spearmanship is not inferior to the Yuan family’s.”
Qi Xiuyuan’s lips curled up happily. Though he felt proud of him, he said, “The Yuan family’s spearmanship is invincible on the battlefield. Haoran is still young. How can he compare?”
Did he mean that his spearmanship would be able to compare to the Yuan family’s when he grew up?
Rong Xuan touched his nose and lowered his head to look at the arena. Mu Yangling had already assumed a posture and was practicing. When Jiang Ze saw Mu Yangling’s punches and slashes, he burst out laughing. “How did this Miss Mu learn such a fist technique? I’m afraid she’ll be knocked down before she can even throw out a punch. Luckily she’s not in the pugilistic world.”
Qi Xiuyuan also smiled and shook his head slightly. “Since she’s not from the pugilistic world, she just needs to learn some martial arts to protect herself…” Before he could finish speaking, the smile on Qi Xiuyuan’s face gradually disappeared. He looked solemnly at Mu Yangling’s increasingly fast fist technique.
Rong Xuan and Jiang Ze looked at each other in confusion. “What’s wrong?”
Qi Xiuyuan took a closer look and almost moved with Mu Yangling’s movements. After a while, he said solemnly, “This fist technique indeed isn’t enough to let her survive in the pugilistic world, but it’d serve her well in the army.”
As he spoke, he turned around and went down. “Let’s go and take a closer look.”
Fan Zijin lost interest after watching for a while. From how he saw it, this was just an ordinary fist technique and could not even compare to the few basic fist technique manuals he had.
However, as Qi Haoran watched with a serious expression, his eyes became brighter and brighter. Having studied martial arts since he was young, he could already carry a wooden sword and follow behind his uncle to practice by the time he was three. Therefore, by Mu Yangling’s fifth move, he realized that although her fist technique looked simple, every move was aimed at a person’s weaknesses. It might not be worth mentioning in the martial arts world, but it was very suitable to be used in the military.
Though a top pugilist in the martial arts world could take the head of a general even when up against tens of thousands of soldiers, that was merely one person’s success. A natural general, what Qi Haoran pursued was the strength of his troop as a whole.
There was only one general, but there were tens of millions of soldiers.
Mu Yangling’s movements were simple and powerful, attacking the enemy’s weaknesses with every strike. Because it was easy to learn and the movements were slow, it was suitable for large-scale training. If the entire army mastered this, he did not believe that when they fought the Hus again, five Hans would not be able to take down one Hu.
Qi Haoran’s eyes lit up as he looked at her. “Who taught you this set of fist techniques? Can I learn it?” If he could learn it, then Zijin and his older brother could also learn it and slowly spread it.
“…This is Military Boxing. I don’t know who created it, I just know how to do it.”
Fan Zijin looked at her suspiciously, but Qi Haoran’s focus was on the words ‘Military Boxing’. “Military Boxing? Isn’t that a boxing technique learned by the military?”
Mu Yangling nodded. “That’s right. It’s especially outstanding in combat. It’s useless when used against people like you who can fly, but it’s enough to deal with some non-martial artists.”
“That’s enough. How many people in this world can be from the martial arts world? How many of them can learn the high-tier martial arts in the martial arts world? My brother and I only know some martial arts because of my uncle’s family.”
Qi Haoran threw away his spear. “Why don’t we spar?”
“Sure.” Mu Yangling clenched her fists and said happily, “You can use your internal energy to strengthen yourself. I’m very strong.”
Qi Haoran also wanted to know how strong Mu Yangling was, so he used 50% of his internal energy when he punched. Unexpectedly, Mu Yangling grabbed his fist fearlessly and pulled him forward. She threw a kick at him, and Qi Haoran immediately flew up horizontally to dodge…
Mu Yangling’s foot landed on the ground with a dull thud.
Fan Zijin: “…” Looking at the fighting duo, he did not want to speak anymore.
Not knowing how strong Qi Haoran was, Mu Yangling did not use her full strength. After the two of them tested each other a few times, they roughly knew how much of her strength the other party could withstand.
In the end, Qi Haoran used 100% of his internal energy, while Mu Yangling only used 60% of her strength—more than enough to fight Qi Haoran.
The two of them fought. At first, there were some techniques and fancy moves, but in the end, they were almost entangled together.
Watching from the side, Fan Zijin was speechless and felt that his teeth were a little sore.
In the end, Qi Haoran laughed heartily and shouted, “That was awesome! Let’s do it again next time.”
Mu Yangling touched the wound on her waist as she said, “Then you’ll probably have to wait for a long time.”
“What’s wrong? Is your wound ruptured?” Qi Haoran asked nervously.
“No, but at least it won’t heal so quickly now.”
“Haoran, How can you spar with Miss Mu when she hasn’t recovered from her injuries yet?” Qi Xiuyuan, who had been watching from the side for a long time, walked over.
Mu Yangling quickly smiled and said, “General Qi, my injuries are almost healed.”
“Although you’ve almost recovered, it’s still not appropriate for you to exercise vigorously. I’ll get a doctor to take a look at you later.” Qi Xiuyuan smiled and said, “Miss Mu, I saw that you were handling the blows with ease just now. I can see that you’re very skilled.”
“Brother, although she doesn’t know internal energy, she’s born with great strength. In fact, she even has an advantage over those of us who have internal energy. We still have to divert our attention to control our internal energy, but she doesn’t need to.” Qi Haoran was very envious. “If only I was born with divine strength. Brother, doesn’t any of our ancestors have Hu blood?”
Rong Xuan and the others lowered their heads and shrugged.
Veins popped out on Qi Xiuyuan’s forehead. If not for the fact that there were outsiders around, he would have beaten this kid up.
Fan Zijin rolled his eyes impolitely and glanced at Rong Xuan and the others. In the end, he resisted the urge to hit him.
Mu Yangling said seriously, “It’s not like the Hus are all born with divine strength. However, I heard from my father that my great-grandfather’s tribe has several warriors with divine strength. If you really want it, you can go to that tribe and marry their descendants. Perhaps the children you give birth to will inherit divine strength.”
Qi Haoran blinked. “But the Hu women are so strong. I don’t like that. If I were to marry a Hu woman, I might as well marry you.”
The onlookers: “…”
As a ‘parent’, Qi Xiuyuan felt extremely vexed as he looked at his innocent younger brother.