Chapter 3 Shock

  "Brother, it's been a few days since we last met." Qin Hao's face was filled with a smiling expression, seeming extremely enthusiastic.

  "Right! If you're tired, Qin Hao, there's no need to stay. I'll put in a good word for you with Yu Xian!" Qin Shan said warmly.

  As soon as he heard his words, Qin Hao understood his idea. The martial arts arena was managed by Qin Yuxian, and the family children gathered at a certain time. If they didn't want to come, they had to inform Qin Yuxian in advance.

  Now Qin Shan suddenly says this, how could Qin Hao not know what he is thinking? Eight out of ten chances are that he is afraid of him and Qinyu Xian having a conflict, wanting to get rid of him.

  Just knowing is returning, with Qin Hao's personality, it's impossible for him to leave just like that.

  "It doesn't matter, but your concern, brother, has moved me deeply."

  Qin Shan rolled his eyes directly and changed to a serious tone: "Qin Hao, it's really not necessary to force yourself to death. To understand the way of martial arts, it's not something that can be achieved overnight. Being too greedy for success will only harm you instead. I think you..."

  "Big brother." Qin Hao said solemnly, "Since childhood, big brother has taken care of me meticulously. Now you're still going to such great lengths for my sake, I really can't bear it."

  Qin Shan was startled by Qin Hao's solemn and stern expression, and for a moment he was speechless. He had only wanted to trick Qin Hao away, but hadn't expected Qin Hao to say these things.

  "My brother's cultivation is urgent and cannot be delayed. Qin Hao himself knows how to handle his own affairs." Qin Hao said resolutely, with a firm tone.

  Qin Shan was momentarily stunned. When did Qin Hao become so resolute and decisive? Unable to persuade him, Qin Shan reluctantly turned back and left.

  Qin Hao settled his cousin and sat back in his seat, looking at Qin Yuxian's back, a smile on his face, feeling satisfied.

  That young man, who was too obsessed with so-called dignity, had to bear too much guilt: because of his departure, Qin Yuxian took over his responsibilities and in a confrontation with a family heir, he was defeated and injured, leaving behind a hidden illness that eventually led to his death. His father was also greatly shocked by this incident. Later when he returned to the Qin family, his father was still very cold towards him because of his sudden departure ten years ago and his reckless abandonment of responsibility.

  Now that he has the chance to relive his life, he will naturally cherish it twice as much.

  Qin Hao suddenly remembered a sentence, a sentence that all Qin family children would see before formally practicing the mysterious arts. The sentence was engraved in the Qin family's martial skills pavilion and was said by one of the Qin family's ancestors when he was young.

  "A man learns martial arts, not for wealth or nobility, nor for power or influence, but only to use this body of seven feet to protect the people I respect and love from harm and bring them peace and happiness."

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  Qin Hao sat quietly on one side, carefully observing Qin Yuxian. It seemed as if he had no effect on the crowd, but in reality, due to Qin Hao's presence, most people in the room except for Qin Yuxian were on guard against him, worried that he might suddenly erupt into a fierce fight.

  So in the martial arts arena, it seems that everyone is immersed in the process of tempering their martial skills, but their attention has long been distracted. The force and speed of punching, the operation of Xuanqi have all slowed down, and there is no sign of strength and ferocity.

  Qin Yuxian also noticed, she found that the culprit who caused this influence seemed to be Qin Hao in the corner. At first, she didn't want to do anything. Qin Hao just sat aside and did nothing.

  But gradually Qin Yuxian couldn't hold it in anymore, and the training situation got worse. Her dark eyes scanned the field, her teeth biting tightly on her lips, her face showing a hint of hesitation. After a while, she seemed to have made up her mind, and resolutely walked towards Qin Hao.

  Qin Shan saw this situation and his face changed, he quickly followed behind her.

  "Qin Hao, can you leave for a moment?"

  When Qin Yuxian said this, Qin Hao's smile on his face suddenly became somewhat helpless. He had originally thought that Qin Yuxian taking the initiative to talk to him was an opportunity for him to improve their relationship, but he hadn't expected her to say something like this.

  Qin Yuxian was still as calm and cold, her voice soft and pleasant to the ear, but her tone was slightly chilly, yet with a hint of gentleness that she rarely showed. It seemed she also knew that making this request was somewhat excessive.

  "Why?" Qin Hao's expression didn't change at all.

  "Although I don't know why, but you're here, they seem unable to focus."

  "This is not good, after all, it has delayed the cultivation of so many people, no matter how you say it, it's not worth it. So I have decided..." Qin Hao said thoughtfully.

  Qin Yuxian gazed at him, rarely revealing a charming and lovely smile, quite satisfied with his response. Qin Shan, standing behind Qin Yuxian, wiped the sweat off his brow, it seemed that things were settled just like that.

  As for those who quietly approached them and secretly listened to the movements on this side, they all secretly let out a sigh of relief.

  "Stay here." Qin Hao said nonchalantly, continuing with the next half sentence.

  Qin Yuxian's smile froze on her face. Qin Shan's forehead broke out in a few more beads of sweat.

  As for those clansmen, their hearts which had just been put at ease were suddenly hung up again, this drastic change made them feel like vomiting blood.

  Qin Hao didn't care what others thought, and calmly smiled: "The martial arts arena is for people to train. I also need to practice some basic martial skills here, if I leave this place, I won't be able to find another one."

  "You say you're sitting here leisurely, are you practicing martial arts?" Qin Yuxian suddenly put on a mischievous-looking smile that matched her stunning beauty, giving off an extremely charming aura. However, the people around didn't dare to look at her more than once.

  Those who know Qin Yuxian are aware that once she flashes this smile, it means she is on the verge of an outburst.

  Qin Hao saw her terrifying smile and still replied calmly: "Yes."

  "Alright then, show your elder and younger male cousins some simple martial skills!"

  As soon as the words came out, everyone was worried. After Qin Hao's flaws in his kung fu were exposed, he became self-abandoned and his Xuan Qi cultivation stagnated at the eighth level of Condensing Xuan. His martial skills had also been completely abandoned, so it was impossible for him to demonstrate.

  Qin Shan quietly mobilized his Xuan Qi, and his muscles tensed up in an instant, ready to intervene at any moment. His Ninth-Order Profound Realm strength might not be a match for Qin Yu Xian, but he could still try to stop him. As long as Qin Hao uttered a single "no", and Qin Yu Xian showed signs of losing his temper, he would immediately rush forward.

  Contrary to everyone's expectations, Qin Hao didn't seem troubled when he heard Qin Yuxian's request, and instead appeared to be relieved.

  Indeed, Qin Hao felt a sudden relief when he heard Qin Yuxian's request. Demonstrating his martial skills was quite easy for him.

  Indeed, he is now merely a profound and mysterious eighth-order expert, but his past life's experience was enough to allow him to cope with such a simple request.

  Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and walked directly to the middle of the four wooden stakes. He stood still, closed his eyes, and began to circulate his vital energy. A warm and gentle flow of energy surged out from his lower abdomen, spreading throughout his limbs and extremities. The energy was somewhat overbearing and violent, and its circulation was also unusually difficult. However, Qin Hao's bitter practice over the past few days had given him the ability to basically grasp this vital energy.

  When the Xuan Qi had circulated in his body for dozens of cycles, Qin Hao's eyes suddenly opened wide, and a fierce aura burst out from him. He moved his feet, punching one fist after another at the wooden stakes all around.

  Basic martial skill: Swift Fist. The mysterious energy is concentrated in the arm, and when punching out, it is extremely swift and fierce.

  Basic martial skill: Bōken (Collapse Fist). The mysterious energy adheres to the surface of the fist, greatly increasing the power of the punch.

  Basic martial skill: Charging Fist. The profound energy is highly compressed and bursts out suddenly when hitting the target.

  …………

  Almost a dozen basic martial skills were used one by one in Qin Hao's hands. A group of people stared blankly, their mouths agape. Basic martial skills are the most fundamental techniques for using Xuan Qi. Every martial artist starts practicing them when they begin to cultivate their Qi. Years of practice have made them extremely familiar with these techniques. It can be said that they are more familiar with these techniques than with their own bodies.

  It's just that they didn't think that these techniques would be so different when used by another person.

  Smooth, elegant, and powerful, the swift fist is fast, the collapsing fist is strong, and the rushing fist is fierce. In Qin Hao's hands, it is interpreted so vividly.

  "Hiss, this punch's speed is really..." The speaker was a collateral descendant of the Qin family.

  "Look at that punch... it's really..." A white-clad youth, sixteen or seventeen years old, was also shocked beyond words, his mouth agape.

  "Is this really the basic martial skill we've been practicing?" Another youth stared at his own hands with a dull gaze, saying.

  Qin Hao also heard those comments, but he didn't pay attention to them. After going through a dozen basic martial skills, he didn't stop, instead speeding up the circulation of his Xuan Qi, frantically gathering it in his right fist, mobilizing his whole body's strength, and suddenly punching out three punches, rumbling towards the wooden stake on his right side.

  Pingjie Wujiquan: Suī Jīn Sān Lián Pò

  Bang!

  A loud crash, under everyone's gaze, Qin Hao's right fist hit the wooden stake, and then, what should have been firmly embedded in the ground, unable to move an inch, the wooden stake flew far away amidst a burst of shock.

  Everyone in the room was like seeing a ghost, dead silence.

  In the vast martial arts arena, only the sound of wooden stakes colliding on the ground echoed...

  The wooden stake was finally lifted by someone, and as it slowly rose, a fist print that almost penetrated the middle of the stake appeared, and most people on the scene had an expression as if they had seen a ghost. The martial arts arena was also quiet enough to hear a needle drop.

  Qin Yuxian's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her expression astonished. Qin Shan's eyes were wide with a dull stare, his finger pointing stiffly at Qin Hao. The others' mouths hung agape, as if they could swallow a large duck egg whole.

  A moment of silence was followed by a series of gasps for air.

  What's going on? Many people reacted and hurriedly wiped their eyes with their sleeves, but even after wiping until their eyes were red and sore, they didn't find that what they saw had changed.

  The first decadent and fallen person in the clan's martial arts is only slightly weaker than the first genius in the clan. Which country's joke is this?

  Qin Hao took in everyone's reactions, feeling a bit helpless. He knew that doing so would inevitably lead to trouble, but he had no choice. Although he could have taken a more gentle approach, slowly and quietly changing people's perceptions of him, he didn't have much time left.

  Every year at a fixed time, various big families in the city would let their children come and have a competition to beautify their names, called "trying to surpass each other", but actually it was a secret rivalry.

  Two months later, the Qin family and the Lin family will have a showdown. If he wants to play a role at that time, then from this moment on, he must gradually reveal his convincing strength, bit by bit revealing his foundation.

  Even if it really surprises others and leads to suspicion, he can't control it. When there's no other way out, he spreads his hands and attributes everything to the strange kung fu he learned. That set of kung fu is something that neither his father nor several elders can see through, let alone others.

  Something like this is perfect for use as a shield against arrows.

  Qin Hao's current Xuan Qi realm is still at the Congxuan Eighth Layer, but his past experiences, deep understanding of martial techniques, and countless battles against others have determined that his current strength is not comparable to an ordinary Congxuan Eighth Layer cultivator. At present, he can make the most reasonable use of every bit of Xuan Qi, bringing out the proper might of most martial techniques.

  The martial skills he just demonstrated were only some simple ones. If he really took out his trump card and showed off the three extremely powerful high-level martial skills from his past life, perhaps it would make most people thoroughly collapse.