Chapter 30

"Whoosh..."

Rong Kexiong turned halfway, spinning like a top, and instantly circled around to Rong Jielin's back, mercilessly swinging his fist.

This punch seemed to gather all the true qi within his body, the fierce wind from the punch was piercing and sharp.

Rong Jielin's heart stirred. Given Rong Kexiong's weak true qi cultivation, he couldn't possibly harm him. However, he saw something extraordinary in his grandson's punch.

It was a kind of momentum, a spirit of charging forward without looking back, which only true warriors possessed.

Unlike spirit practitioners, warriors often engaged in close combat. A single mistake could cost them their lives. Without sufficient courage and this fearless spirit, a warrior would have no future.

Thinking of this, a satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face.

He chuckled, his feet suddenly stood firm, his body slightly leaning forward, and his aura spread out, like an ancient tree that had been rooted here for thousands of years, instantly enveloping the area with its unparalleled presence.

Rong Kexiong's face changed drastically, his body soaked in an indescribable chill.

This feeling was very bad, like the first time he encountered a tiger in the deep mountains while attached to a spirit body, he had a strong sense of danger.

His feet moved backward in quick succession, and he desperately retreated.

However, Rong Jielin had now used his true strength.

In terms of speed and power, he far surpassed Rong Kexiong.

"Smack..."

A light sound, Rong Kexiong's body flew high, spun a circle in the air, and landed steadily on the ground.

"Grandpa, you... cheated," Rong Kexiong complained.

Rong Jielin burst out laughing, his laughter filled with deep satisfaction.

If he had suppressed his strength to match Rong Kexiong's, they might have tangled for a while. But when the old man unleashed his peak martial master strength, the huge gap in levels instantly determined the outcome.

Absolute power, absolute speed, absolute strength.

When the gap reached this level, even if Rong Kexiong was a genius, he was powerless.

"Kexiong, you've done very well," after a moment, Rong Jielin stopped laughing, turned his head, and his voice suddenly rose by eight degrees, "Acai, call those three boys over."

"Yes," Rong Cai responded from a distance.

The three boys Rong Jielin referred to were naturally his three sons.

A moment later, Rong Yihé and his two brothers came to the courtyard.

Seeing their old father and Rong Kexiong together, they were all quite surprised. Everyone knew that the old man favored Rong Kexiong, but there was no need for them to accompany him.

Seeing Rong Yiyang, Rong Jielin snorted, angry but unable to express it.

"Yiyang, look at what you've done," Rong Jielin said.

Rong Yiyang was stunned, his face full of confusion, "Father, what have I done?"

Rong Jielin snorted, "Didn't you say Kexiong had no talent for martial arts?"

"Yes," Rong Yiyang nodded, "Kexiong only successfully condensed true qi when he was nearly fifteen, his talent in martial arts is not high."

"Hmph, you know nothing," Rong Jielin glared, "Kexiong has the heart of a warrior, he is a rare martial arts genius."

"What?"

The three brothers, including Rong Cai, all exclaimed in surprise. They turned to look at Rong Kexiong, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Rong Kexiong scratched his head awkwardly, thinking to himself, what is this heart of a warrior?

"Impossible," Rong Yiyang said, disbelieving, "I was the one who taught Kexiong, if he had the heart of a warrior, how could I not see it?"

Rong Jielin sighed, "You fool, this is what I hate the most." He paused, "Your judgment is poor, you can't see a gem and yet insist it's a stone. What can I do?"

Rong Yiyang's face turned green and red, but deep in his eyes, there was a glimmer of unhidden joy.

Being scolded by his father was nothing new, but deep down, he cared most about his only precious son.

So, when he heard that Rong Kexiong had the heart of a warrior, his joy was indescribable.

Rong Yihé pondered for a moment, "Father, the heart of a warrior must be developed and cultivated through long-term training and combat. How did Kexiong acquire it?"

Rong Jielin was taken aback, his brows furrowed, and his gaze fell on Rong Kexiong.

Rong Kexiong's heart raced, he lowered his head guiltily, fearing that the secret of the spirit body would be revealed.

After a moment, Rong Jielin said solemnly, "Kexiong, you've been practicing boxing for over ten years, but you've never condensed true qi. Can you tell your grandfather how you managed to condense it?"

Rong Kexiong's face was grim, he forced a smile, but it was more painful than crying.

"Ah," Rong Yiyang suddenly remembered something, he shouted, "Kexiong, did you go into the deep mountains that night?"

Rong Kexiong was taken aback, subconsciously nodding his head.

Rong Yiyang was furious, he stepped forward, shouting, "I told you not to enter the mountains, and you dared to sneak in. You really don't want to live, I'll beat you to death."

Rong Kexiong was speechless, never expecting such a strong reaction from his father.

Just as he hesitated whether to dodge his father's anger, Rong Jielin glared, shouting, "I'll see who dares to touch my grandson."

Rong Yiyang's steps halted, he said stiffly, "Father, I'm disciplining my son."

"Hmph, you're my son too, can I discipline you now?" Rong Jielin countered.

Rong Yihé and Rong Yiyi exchanged glances, both smiling.

Rong Yihé cleared his throat, "Father, Third Brother, stop this nonsense."

Rong Yiyi also chimed in, "Third Brother, explain what happened. If Kexiong really did something wrong, we'll teach him to correct it."

Rong Yiyang stomped his foot, "Elder Brothers, you don't understand." He glared at his son, "That day, Kexiong failed to condense true qi while practicing boxing. He asked me if he could only do so in a life-or-death situation, and wanted to go into the deep mountains for training." He took a deep breath, "You know how dangerous the mountains behind the estate are. If he went deep, he could encounter magical beasts."

Rong Yihé gasped, turning to Rong Kexiong, his face full of surprise, "Kexiong, did you really go into the mountains?"

Rong Kexiong nodded, saying softly, "Father, I'm here, am I not?"

In fact, that night, his consciousness was attached to the spirit body, and he himself was not in any danger.

But he would never reveal this.

Rong Yiyang said irritably, "I told you, you can't experience life-or-death situations. Hmph, what nine lives in one, if you experience such situations too often, you'll eventually die."

Rong Yiyi sighed, "Kexiong, don't blame your father, he's doing it for your own good. Alas, those with the heart of a warrior, few have a good end."

"Phew, what are you saying?" Rong Yihé said disapprovingly, "Having the heart of a warrior is a good thing. If it were you, you'd be ecstatic."

Rong Yiyi's face turned awkward, "Elder Brother, I'm not talented enough to have the heart of a warrior."

Rong Jielin snorted, and the three brothers fell silent.

The old man looked at Rong Kexiong, his gaze softening, "Kexiong, did you encounter something in the deep mountains that helped you successfully condense true qi?"

Rong Kexiong nodded heavily, "Yes, Grandpa, I encountered a tiger in the deep mountains, and after killing it, I successfully condensed true qi."

The group exchanged glances, especially Rong Yiyang, who felt a lingering fear.

Rong Jielin laughed, "As I expected, your heart of a warrior must have awakened at that moment."

Rong Kexiong hesitated, "Grandpa, what is the heart of a warrior?"

Rong Jielin stroked his long beard, "The cultivation of a warrior is not just about true qi, but also combat skills. A warrior skilled in combat is vastly different from one who only focuses on cultivation. If they are at the same level, the former can easily defeat the latter. Even if there is a level difference, a warrior skilled in combat can often challenge higher levels." He paused, explaining, "A warrior skilled in combat, after countless battles, develops an instinct. When engaging in combat, they can sense danger in advance and avoid it. This is an instinctive reaction. Once they have the heart of a warrior, they will not fear even the strongest enemies." The old man's eyes flashed with a cold light, "This is the most important heart of a warrior."

Rong Kexiong listened for a while and finally understood where the heart of a warrior came from.

The spirit body he had left in the mountains had successfully advanced to the middle stage of a warrior, and during this process, it had experienced a lot of killing and suffered many severe injuries.

If these injuries were inflicted on a human, they would have died countless times.

But the spirit body was ultimately unharmed and successfully advanced.

When the spirit body transmitted all the combat scenes, Rong Kexiong, in a sense, experienced the same things.

These experiences triggered a hidden power within him, giving him the heart of a warrior, which warriors value the most.

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