Chapter 18

Han Yu carried the barely alive Han Feng away!

The onlookers left with complicated expressions, and the martial arts arena instantly transformed from a bustling scene to a quiet one, leaving only a few people behind.

However, today was destined to be an extraordinary day. In this martial arts arena, everyone witnessed a match that left them utterly surprised!

That little waste of space who lived in the Han family, Wang Chen, who could not condense true essence, actually killed Han Feng with three punches in front of everyone, severely injuring him. He then signed up for the clan competition, declaring war on Han Yu.

Everything was so crazy, making people feel as if they were in a dream.

"Be careful, Han Yu!" Han Jin, standing beside Wang Chen, gave a deep look at the young man who had surprised him, and with a hint of worry, reminded him. He then left the martial arts arena with the others.

In a moment, the vast martial arts arena was left with only Wang Chen and another graceful and clear figure. Looking at the girl, Wang Chen frowned slightly and turned to leave.

"Why are you participating in the clan competition!" came the clear and ethereal voice from behind.

"Should I be called a waste of space all my life, be looked down upon, and be mocked?" Wang Chen stopped, turned to look at the girl, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You..." Hearing Wang Chen's words, the girl's face showed a complex expression, mixed with a hint of anger.

"You know Han Yu will cause you trouble, and you are no match for him?" After a long pause, the girl took a deep breath and said calmly, regaining her usual cold demeanor.

"Can you keep avoiding it? During the match, did any of you expect me to defeat Han Feng? Weren't you all waiting to see the joke? But unfortunately, you were disappointed.

Now, many people are probably waiting for the joke a month from now, right? I can disappoint you once, and I can disappoint you again!" A mocking smile appeared on Wang Chen's face as he spoke slowly.

With that, Wang Chen walked out of the martial arts arena without a trace of lingering.

The girl was left alone in the martial arts arena, watching the proud figure walk away, a hint of disappointment flashing across her face.

"You are still angry about that matter!" she sighed softly, a bitter taste in her mouth.

"Indeed, you won't forget so easily, and neither will anyone else. Perhaps Father really made a mistake back then!" She sighed deeply, revealing a desolate expression rarely seen on her.

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Leaving the martial arts arena, Wang Chen felt much lighter. He returned to the small courtyard, gave a brief instruction, and ran toward the back mountain of the Han family.

He was radiant and full of energy. At this moment, Wang Chen had changed a lot. Taking the first step, he had already begun a fundamental transformation.

"Hehe, boy, not bad, your performance today was decent, you didn't disgrace me!" As he approached the cave where he practiced, Ling Zhan's voice finally came.

A figure appeared before Wang Chen, with a face full of satisfaction. He had seen everything and was very pleased with Wang Chen's performance, especially the three punches that defeated Han Feng, which were exhilarating.

"This is just the first step; there are still the second and third steps to take. My path is still long!" Wang Chen was unexpectedly calm. Thinking of the clan competition next month, a determined look appeared on his face.

A month is enough time to do many things. As for Han Yu, he absolutely cannot avoid him. He must seize this month to make a breakthrough; otherwise, with his current strength, he would surely lose to Han Yu. Thinking of this, Wang Chen was filled with fighting spirit.

Sensing Wang Chen's transformation and seeing his series of performances, Ling Zhan nodded in approval. This little guy constantly brought him one surprise after another, making him extremely pleased.

Ordinary fifteen-year-old boys, if they could win such a match, would at least celebrate, but Wang Chen faced it calmly, knowing there was still a long road ahead. This firm will and belief were the most precious.

The path of martial arts, many people lose their true selves and fall into decline. A firm will is the ticket to the hall of glory, and he understood this better than anyone.

"What did you gain from today's battle?" Ling Zhan looked at Wang Chen with a mysterious gaze, taking a deep breath and asking slowly.

An excellent martial artist can always find their shortcomings and the strengths of their enemies in any battle, learning and improving, constantly progressing on this path to reach the peak. This is the difference between a genius and an ordinary person.

Ling Zhan was eager to see what Wang Chen had gained from his first match.

Hearing Ling Zhan's words, Wang Chen lowered his head and pondered, recalling the previous battle.

Scenes flashed through his mind like a slideshow, analyzing them bit by bit.

"Martial techniques, and my mastery of the Ghost Steps is not yet proficient!" After a long pause, Wang Chen spoke slowly.

Today's match clearly showed the importance of martial techniques. If it weren't for the advanced Ghost Steps he had learned by chance, the battle would not have been so easy.

At the beginning, Han Feng's frenzied attacks with Tiger Fist and Thunder Palm were formidable. He completely relied on the clever steps of the Ghost Steps to dodge, without engaging in direct combat!

Wang Chen knew that if he had engaged in direct combat at that time, relying on his unstructured punches and kicks, he would have been in a very unfavorable situation, even leading to defeat. A set of martial techniques is crucial for a martial artist. Thunder Palm, for example, with its terrifying speed, left no room for breath, and even with the Ghost Steps, he found it difficult to dodge.

This battle, his victory relied on the mystic Ghost Steps, proving the saying: "A hundred refinements are not as good as one step!"

By delaying with his steps, he made Han Feng expend a lot of energy and strength. After a prolonged attack without success, Han Feng became impatient, giving Wang Chen the opportunity to engage in direct combat.

Finally, he won with three punches, a strength no one knew he had. Without the groundwork, the victory would not have been so easy.

"En, not bad, that's right. Now that you have condensed true essence and reached the fifth stage of body refinement, you can learn some simple martial techniques. You shouldn't neglect the Ghost Steps either. You have experienced their mystic and benefits, and you should focus on practicing them. If you can achieve a small level of mastery in the Ghost Steps, even with your current strength, you will have a chance against Han Yu!" Listening to Wang Chen's analysis, Ling Zhan made his final summary.

"Martial techniques are not so easy to find, especially suitable ones!" Wang Chen sighed, pursing his lips.

Any martial technique or cultivation method is hard to come by. Even in the Han family, members must be approved to learn them, let alone an outsider like him. As for other places, it's even more difficult.

Moreover, finding a suitable martial technique is even harder.

Saying this, Wang Chen looked at Ling Zhan with a mischievous smile, which spread and expanded.

"Cough, cough, cough... Damn brat, if you want to use me, just say so! Damn it, move that disgusting look away!" Feeling Wang Chen's gaze, Ling Zhan complained loudly.

"Open your mind, and I'll give you a set!" He pursed his lips and continued to grumble.

"Alright!" Getting the answer he wanted, Wang Chen quickly opened his mind, allowing Ling Zhan's divine consciousness to enter.

In the next moment, a vast and powerful stream of information flooded his mind, making Wang Chen involuntarily groan. Such a transmission required a high level of mental strength and a strong nervous system, and pain was inevitable.

"Mountain-Crushing Fist!" After a long while, Wang Chen, having organized the information, showed an excited expression and muttered to himself.

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