In contrast, they are more aware of how powerful Wang Ao’s strength is.
Fire Technique and Forest Technique have reached Great Success!
Even his strongest Fire Technique is only a step away from the Perfection Realm.
Wind, Fire, Mountain, Forest, Yin, and Thunder—the Six Techniques—anyone who reaches the Mastery Realm in any of these basic stances before the age of twenty can be called a genius.
If one can reach the Great Success Realm, they are a genius among geniuses, a figure whom ordinary people can only look up to their entire lives.
Yet Wang Ao has trained both Fire Technique and Forest Technique to the Great Success Realm, and within three years, his Fire Technique is bound to reach the Perfection Realm.
With such cultivation, calling him a Martial Arts Prodigy is not an exaggeration.
Furthermore, Li Yanwen has publicly praised Wang Ao multiple tis, claiming he has the potential of a Grandmaster!
If Li Yanwen did not truly appreciate Wang Ao’s talent and aptitude, he would not have broken his long-standing rule of not taking direct disciples to accept Wang Ao and teach him wholeheartedly, passing on his skills.
Li Yanwen’s desire is simply to nurture a disciple strong enough to reach the Grandmaster Realm for the inheritance of his legacy.
Since becoming Li Yanwen’s disciple, Wang Ao has progressed at Divine Speed, accustod to being in the spotlight and receiving applause.
It is his first ti being underestimated by others like this.
Hence, Wang Ao tightly grips the Shanfeng Spear in his hand, his eyebrows fiercely raised, and his eyes sharp as knives as he looks at Ye Qingzhou, baring his teeth in question: "My Fire Technique is near the Perfection Realm, are you sure you want to stand still and let strike?"
Ye Qingzhou’s gaze is as calm as an ancient well, untouched by Wang Ao’s anger.
In his eyes, no matter how aggressive Wang Ao becos, it is aningless, rely the futile struggle of a mayfly shaking a tree.
Thus, looking at Wang Ao, Ye Qingzhou lightly sighs, "You should be grateful. If not for having a good teacher, you’d probably be kneeling while speaking to right now."
"Alright, alright, since you’re asking for a beating, I won’t hold back."
After both stood firm, Wang Ao thrust his spear; the move he executed was the opening move of the Nine Battles of the Prairie Fire—Inheritance of Fire.
The seemingly ordinary, calm and balanced thrust hides profound intricacy.
A direct jab; should the opponent block or evade, they would face Wang Ao’s continuous onslaught of combo attacks, a manner that overwhelms opponents through relentless pursuit and strikes.
However, Ye Qingzhou neither blocked nor dodged, truly standing there, letting Wang Ao’s spear tip pierce his chest.
Clang~
The Shanfeng Spear seed to have struck a bronze bell, emitting a loud noise, yet no matter how hard Wang Ao exerted, the spear tip couldn’t advance an inch.
"How is this possible?"
Wang Ao’s face revealed disbelief, his breath frozen in shock.
Though Inheritance of Fire isn’t known for its power, this strike could puncture sothing equivalent to 80 milliters of homogeneous steel armor.
Even if a tank armor stood before him, it would be pierced by his spear!
But what is Ye Qingzhou?
Even with both Iron Cloth Shirt and Golden Bell Shield trained, the physique’s toughness couldn’t possibly reach this extent!
Little did he know that ever since leaving the Lingyun Grotto Heaven, Ye Qingzhou has daily used Dragon Fla to refine the Golden Scale from Kang Jinlong’s remains, rapidly enhancing the strength of his Undying Golden Body.
Add to this, Ye Qingzhou’s comprehension of the Mountain Technique reaching the Mastery Realm; as long as he’s grounded, he can constantly use Primordial Qi to transfer incoming attacks to the earth beneath.
To him, Wang Ao’s attacks aren’t even worth a scratch.
Ye Qingzhou stood firm, motionless, yet unhard, enduring Wang Ao’s fierce attack effortlessly, leaving those around stunned.
Not only the students of Yali First High School, but even Deng Jianxin, a Professional Martial Artist, showed a shocked expression, smiling bitterly at Xu Lan beside him: "Linjiang First High School has indeed nurtured an unparalleled prodigy like Ye Qingzhou; the quality of your school’s education is truly unmatched."
Xu Lan could only politely reply: "Not at all, it’s mainly due to Ye Qingzhou’s extraordinary talent."
The shock in her heart was no less than Deng Jianxin’s.
Ye Qingzhou’s rapid progress exceeded her imagination, considering the Cyan Wave Sword Fighting Competition hadn’t been but a month past, Ye Qingzhou had grown so strong she couldn’t fathom it.
Earlier, even she wouldn’t dare stand still against the strike, needing to utilize Body Technique and Force Transfer skills to take it unhard.
But Ye Qingzhou did as he said, standing without moving!
Though inside, Xu Lan felt gratified, having taught such a student certainly brought her joy.
Clang~ Clang~ Clang~
Wang Ao constantly changed moves, shaking his spear to strike Ye Qingzhou’s eyes, throat, ears, and other vital points, yet to no avail.
Ye Qingzhou remained stationary, with closed eyes and ears, his skin impossibly resilient; Wang Ao’s spear bent under pressure, unable to pierce Ye Qingzhou’s eyelids or ears, culminating in a thrust to Ye Qingzhou’s throat which resulted in Wang Ao being sent flying by the recoil.
"Use a bit more strength, have you not eaten?"
Ye Qingzhou opened his eyes, impatient with Wang Ao’s feeble attacks, so he urged: "Is this all you can muster?"
"You!!!"
Wang Ao was deeply stimulated, his body heated and flushed, entering a state of rage: "I refuse to believe I can’t break through your defense!"
Imdiately, he exploded in anger, urgently channeling Fire’s Inner Breath, his whole being entered "Heated" mode, deploying the mid-tier enhancent martial technique from Nine Battles of the Prairie Fire, which he had mastered proficiently—Wildfire Endless.
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