Chapter 59

Silence!

All the disciples of the Yang Wu Martial Arts Hall, including the hall master Xiong, were dumbfounded, the atmosphere momentarily frozen in a terrifying silence.

"Master Xiong, are we still going to spar?"

Lin Sha easily dodged the heavy sandbag that fell from the sky, and with a slight smile, he broke the awkward and heavy atmosphere.

"No sparring, no sparring, let's go straight to weapons!"

Hall Master Xiong took a deep breath, barely suppressing the urge to curse, 'What kind of monster is this?' He forced a smile, tightened his grip on the wooden sword, and lost seven-tenths of his confidence in defeating Lin Sha again!

Lin Sha's strength had increased significantly compared to a month ago, and he could see that much.

Huff!

Lin Sha returned to the small training ground, holding a white wax pole with the spearhead removed. He and Hall Master Xiong exchanged a bow and immediately jumped back. Xiong, planning to strike first, roared and swung his wooden sword, creating a flurry of shadows that rained down on Lin Sha like a storm.

Whoosh!

A spear shadow shot out at an even faster speed, breaking through the layers of sword shadows in a split second, whistling sharply toward Hall Master Xiong's face.

Hall Master Xiong was greatly startled and hurriedly blocked with his sword. Unexpectedly, the long pole suddenly turned, lashing out like a whip. Hall Master Xiong had no time to change his move and could only hastily step back and brace his sword to block.

Bang!

After a dull thud, Lin Sha still held the pole, while Hall Master Xiong stumbled back three steps, his right hand trembling and the veins on his arm bulging.

Sss!

Not only was Hall Master Xiong greatly surprised, but the surrounding disciples were also gaping in amazement. They remembered that a month ago, Lin Sha didn't even know how to use weapons, and now he was so formidable?

Truly unbelievable!

"Again!"

Hall Master Xiong came to his senses, his face burning with shame, feeling he had lost face in front of his disciples. He gritted his teeth and lunged forward, raising his sword to strike Lin Sha's face.

"Good move!"

Lin Sha's eyes flashed with a sharp light. The tip of the long pole in his hand trembled continuously, moving like a venomous snake, making it hard to predict. He didn't engage in a direct clash with Hall Master Xiong's wooden sword but instead thrust at angles that left everyone amazed, forcing Hall Master Xiong to change his moves repeatedly and respond awkwardly.

The flexible white wax pole in Lin Sha's hands was versatile, sometimes like a dragon emerging from the sea, sometimes like a venomous snake striking, and sometimes like a meteor falling from the sky. He used various techniques such as thrusting, stabbing, sweeping, and lashing, making Hall Master Xiong sweat profusely and repeatedly exclaim, 'I can't take it!'

Bang!

As the saying goes, prolonged defense will eventually fail. Lin Sha's moves with the white wax pole became increasingly fluid and natural, combining simple techniques in ways that were hard to guard against and dazzled the eye. Hall Master Xiong wielded his wooden sword like a flower, protecting himself from all sides, but was still struck by the tip of the pole, which lashed out like a venomous snake. With his hands already tired and weak, Hall Master Xiong couldn't hold on, and his wooden sword flew out of his hand.

At the same time, he felt a cool, round wooden column press against his throat!

"Master Xiong, you yield!"

Lin Sha retracted his pole and stood straight, bowing with both hands, his face solemn, but his heart was bursting with joy, amazed at the incredible results of just one month's effort!

...

In the bustling market, the teahouse was filled with the sound of people.

It was evening, and the residents, tired from a day's work, were cooling off and relaxing. The Fengxian Teahouse on one of the main commercial streets in Kunming was bustling with noise.

The main hall of the teahouse was packed with tea guests. The men from the lower strata of society, holding teapots, were engaged in lively discussions, their mouths flying with the latest gossip in the city.

"Do you know, recently a remarkable young martial artist has emerged in Kunming!" one tea guest said mysteriously, starting the conversation.

"Pfft, who doesn't know? It's been all over the city!" another tea guest at the same table said dismissively.

"Exactly, exactly! The city is buzzing about it. That guy is truly remarkable, almost challenging all the martial arts halls in the city with just one spear, and he hasn't lost yet!" a third tea guest marveled.

"Have you heard that he's a military general by background?" the first tea guest couldn't resist adding.

"Of course!" the second tea guest seemed to be deliberately picking a fight, smirking with pride, "I also know he's a distinguished sixth-rank commander!"

"Indeed, the military produces many heroes!"

The third tea guest praised repeatedly, his face full of admiration, "To have such strength at such a young age, his future is boundless!"

Not only this table, but other tea guests were also discussing the young martial artist who had recently risen to prominence, their faces filled with admiration that couldn't be hidden.

...

Lin Sha was on fire, thoroughly on fire!

Since that day when he challenged the Yang Wu Martial Arts Hall and successfully defeated Hall Master Xiong, he had gone crazy, challenging everywhere. First, he challenged the martial arts halls in the city, then the various gang strongholds. In a month, he fought nearly twenty battles, almost without a single defeat!

He encountered the Cha Quan, a style similar to Thai boxing, and after a fierce battle, he emerged victorious with injuries. Then he switched to weapons, and his white wax pole became increasingly proficient and skillful, easily suppressing the short sword of the Cha Quan expert and winning!

Next, he fought a famous Tongbi Quan expert in the city. Facing the expansive and northern-style Tongbi Quan, he fully utilized his martial arts skills, ending the battle in a draw. This was the first time he had encountered a late-stage Mingjing boxer since entering the "Deer and the Cauldron" world.

In short, over the course of a month, Lin Sha spent his time continuously challenging various martial arts halls and gang strongholds.

If the martial arts halls still followed the rules, the gang strongholds were not so honest.

Lin Sha's reputation for his sharp martial arts skills was well-known. When he challenged a gang stronghold, they didn't hesitate, immediately drawing their weapons and trying to overwhelm him with numbers, not playing any fair game.

At first, he did suffer some setbacks. Although these gang members didn't use lethal force, they were much more ruthless than the training partners in the camp, each one fiercely and fearlessly attacking. Initially, Lin Sha was frequently injured.

Fortunately, none of the injuries were life-threatening, and after a day or two of rest, he could fight again.

Through continuous real-combat-like training, the power of his white wax pole increased day by day, and once he started using it, it was like a dancing snake, impossible to guard against!

In the continuous high-intensity battles, not only did his spear skills become more proficient and fierce, but his internal martial arts strength also steadily improved. In just a month, he made a small breakthrough, reaching the peak of Mingjing and began preparing to break through to Anjing.

On the political front, the young master Hu, the chubby one, also brought good news as expected...

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