Under the moonlit night, the child was throwing punches one after another in the moonlight.
And his mother, Pierz’s wife, stood by, watching in a daze.
You must know that in their family, there had never been any strong ones at the Ingress Stage level, and such strong ones, although considered ordinary among other species, were terrifying when it ca to soone from the Giant Tribe.
The physique of the Giant Tribe and their own species boost is enormous, and with a physique comparable to the generally ingress level being, if they too enter the ’Chu Dao’ level, the effect is unparalleled, perhaps not even an ordinary ingress existence can compare.
Just like today, when that child from the Giant Tribe fought against a Controller Union executor, as an ingress level strong one, couldn’t even beat a child from the Giant Tribe, this demonstrated that in this world, the power of bloodline is terrifying, it can’t simply be explained by typical levels of power.
And if such a terrifying Giant Tribe, attain the Chu Dao or even Ingress cultivation level, how strong will they beco?
Now, Pierz saw his son, under the moonlit night, throwing punches that only an adult giant like him could possibly throw.
"This... This is not like Ingress Stage, but what exactly is it, that allows such a young child to throw punches like this."
Watching for a while longer, he realized his son seemingly had just learned one punch, repeatedly throwing the sa punch over and over.
Watching for too long beca mundane, so he strode boldly to his son.
"Dad."
"Shuang Hao."
The father and son t, and small-sized Shuang Hao quickly leapt into his father’s arms.
"Son, tell , who taught you this move, surely it wasn’t sothing you figured out yourself, if no one taught you, I wouldn’t believe it."
"Dad, I found a good master, he’s the one who taught this punch."
The giant child said.
"Oh? There’s actually soone willing to teach you martial arts? This must be your fortune, no, it’s a blessing for our entire family. Where is this master? I must thank him in person."
Pierz had been pondering, certainly there was soone who taught his son fist techniques, but he dared not entertain such thoughts, like in the past on Earth, waiting for wealthy people to give money to oneself, such thoughts seed unrealistic.
But his son’s words made him utterly realize his guess was correct.
Which caused this parent to feel a tinge of shock.
Back in his youth, he dreamt of learning powerful combat techniques, but later, due to lack of talent and without a good teacher, and even if there was one, the cost would be prohibitive, he abandoned the thought.
Unexpectedly, his son received such a good opportunity.
Precisely because he once pursued this, he understood how rare it was for his son to be guided by such an accomplished master.
"Dad, it’s too late now, my master might be sleeping, tomorrow, I’ll introduce you to him."
Shuang Hao said to Pierz.
"Indeed, such a high personage, disturbing him so late surely wouldn’t be good. Tomorrow, I’ll tidy up nicely and go with you."
Pierz didn’t think much more, just went back inside the house.
"Husband, when you see Shuang Hao’s master tomorrow, don’t get angry with him."
After Pierz entered the room, curiously, his wife said this to him.
"What? getting angry at such an accomplished person? Impossible, especially one who can teach our son those techniques, even if I wanted to, there wouldn’t be any chance to do so."
Pierz retorted, not in the best mood.
"Sigh."
His wife knew her husband wouldn’t mind.
She considered revealing the true nature of their son’s master, yet worried her husband wouldn’t believe it, because although everyone knew, tiny insects had awareness and combat power, to the Giant Tribe they were too small, insignificant, posing no threat, and certainly having no combat prowess.
Thus, even Pierz held such beliefs.
The next day, Pierz, unaware of Jia Yan’s true form, followed his son as planned to visit his master, dressed extrely neatly.
However, following his son, he didn’t leave their yard.
Instead, they went to a secluded corner between their house and the periter wall.
"Why are we here?"
Even at that mont, Pierz never imagined that his son’s said master, would turn out to be a tiny insect creature.
Right after Pierz asked, standing upon a seemingly ordinary wooden board, Shuang Hao respectfully spoke beneath the board.
"Master, my parents wish to et you."
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