"Shaolin's Long Fist. You've already mastered the essence of your body and soul.
Not bad, "Uncle Rong praised in a calm tone. Suddenly, he took a quick step forward and went to press down on Happy like a mountain. His fingers were pressed against each other, and he struck at Happy from the side. Happy's eyes lit up. He immediately determined that it was Wudang Sect's Soft Palm. He shifted his feet and executed a Warrior Monk Reverse Palm.
Boom!
The two men attacked each other in the air.
Golden Dragon Stretches Claw!
Happy instinctively executed a chain attack, prepared to use the force to break Uncle Rong's balance, but Uncle Rong just smiled faintly and tapped Happy's arm with a hook.
His arm shuddered, and the strength in his right hand instantly disappeared. Happy's heart froze, and he lowered his body without hesitation! Chest Sweep! He followed up with a Chain Kick!
No one knew what realm Uncle Rong was in, but his smile did not fade. He remained at ease in the face of Happy's quick and quick attacks, as if he had predicted it beforehand. He retreated, and Happy's attack instantly missed.
"What a powerful person."
Happy felt gloomy when his Chain Kick missed. He saw Uncle Rong use the chance to close in on him again, and in a moment of desperation, he performed a Python Flip and retreated a few feet away to get into a defensive stance again.
In his previous life, even though Happy had sparred before he left his apprenticeship, he had been in Shaolin Temple, and his opponent had just been a normal young monk sweeping the floor. He had never run into someone as difficult as Uncle Rong.
In just three moves, he was forced into a defensive stance, and he had even arrogantly wondered what would happen if he managed to win against Uncle Rong in terms of techniques.
A thought flashed in his mind, and Happy instantly became solemn.
"Shaolin's Long Fist, not bad."
After praising him, Uncle Rong clenched his palm into a fist, and a fierce presence erupted from him. His gaze focused, and he cut forward again. When Happy saw Uncle Rong's attack, his heart trembled. This time, Uncle Rong used … Shaolin's Long Fist!
It was Shaolin's Long Fist versus Shaolin's Long Fist.
"Perfect timing!"
Happy shouted and raised his fist to receive the attack in excitement!
There was no fancy move.
Boom!
His body trembled, and a power that did not lose to his surged out from Uncle Rong's body! He quickly changed his attack midway. He used Sea Swallow Absorbs Water to negate Uncle Rong's strength, but he did not expect that Uncle Rong would nimbly switch to a palm strike and execute Wudang Sect's Soft Palm. The strength in Happy's arm was shattered once more, and before he could react, Uncle Rong had already seized his right forearm tightly.
It was the Golden Dragon Stretches Claw that he had just unleashed!
"…"
When Happy saw Uncle Rong's smile right before him, as if he was pointing at something, he suddenly vanished from his sight. He suddenly had a stroke of inspiration and jumped high into the air. He was just in time to avoid Uncle Rong's forearm sweep kick. Then, he saw the shadow of Uncle Rong's leg coming at him … Consecutive Kicks!
Uncle Rong had actually copied the previous set of moves to deal with him.
However!
Happy's understanding toward Shaolin's Long Fist was incredibly deep. When he faced the fierce kick shadows that came at him, he tapped against one of them at a moderate pace and jumped back. Then, like a bird flying into the forest, he flew dozens of feet forward in a relaxed manner. Even Uncle Rong looked slightly surprised.
Together with the Wudang Soft Palm, ten moves had passed, but there was no overwhelming result.
Uncle Rong finally stopped smiling.
"Again!"
Wudang Soft Palm, Shaolin's Long Fist, and Emei Sect's Thousand Leaves Palm were mixed together. Uncle Rong's offense became even fiercer, but Happy had also understood from the two fights he had with Shaolin's Long Fist that he could change his moves at will.
"ROAR!"
Happy let out a tiger's roar.
He moved with the Eight Trigrams Steps and closed in on Uncle Rong with his Black Tiger Fist. Once they exchanged blows, the Warrior Monk flipped his palm, and it was just in time to go up against Uncle Rong's Soft Palm, which was soft and strong at the end. His strength was reduced, and he reached out with his left hand.
The people watching by the side noticed to their shock that Uncle Rong, who had always had the upper hand, had his arm seized by Happy.
The Murong Clan Lady's eyes lit up.
Unfortunately, good luck did not last long. Uncle Rong's hand was like a snake whip. He easily broke free from Happy's grasp, and with a light palm strike, he forced Happy to take a few steps back.
After much difficulty, Happy quickly calmed down his surging qi and blood. His eyes shone, and the excitement on his face was obvious! He had become completely serious. With the fighting experience from his previous life, this was the first time he lost to someone in terms of skills. There was no way he would not be excited.
"Again!"
Both of them attacked at the same time.
Boom!
More people watched the fight, but they noticed that it was difficult for them to see Happy and the butler's attacks clearly. Both sides became faster and fiercer. Usually, they would change their attacks multiple times in an instant, and if they were the slightest bit careless, someone would be at a disadvantage.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Uncle Rong had subconsciously mixed in a few other sects' martial arts, and his attacks were ever-changing. But every single time he gained the upper hand, Happy would immediately neutralize it. In fact, he even faced the danger of being countered.
The surprise on Uncle Rong's face grew stronger, and he attacked even more frequently and without hesitation.
Soon!
Fifty moves passed.
There were a few palm prints on Happy's blue robes. There was blood at the corners of his lips, and his robes were much soaked. He looked as if he had just come out of water, but the excitement on his face did not diminish. Instead, it increased.
Uncle Rong did not stop.
"This is fun!"
While Happy shouted, he did not show any intention to stop. Black Tiger Fist and Shaolin's Long Fist alternated with each other to handle different skills and situations.
The more they fought, the more engrossed they became!
More than ten minutes passed.
The eyes of the people watching sparkled, but they still remembered that fifty moves should have passed a long time ago. Their gazes drifted to the Murong Clan Lady, who stood outside the battlefield with a gratified smile on her face.
Finally!
Then, Uncle Rong laughed loudly. "Good! You passed! "The two exchanged blows, and both of them jumped a few feet back.
Happy's blue robes were already in tatters, and there were a few claw marks and blood marks on them. There were also a few footprints. Uncle Rong was clean, but he was panting slightly.
"Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Rong!"
In truth, at the moment Uncle Rong jumped back, the system notified him repeatedly that his Shaolin's Long Fist and Black Tiger Fist had been increased to Grandmaster Realm.
This unexpected joy stunned Happy for a moment before he registered what was going on. He thanked Uncle Rong.
Uncle Rong smiled and nodded slightly.
"Your Shaolin's Long Fist and Black Tiger Fist have already reached a profound realm. I just gave you some pointers based on the lady's request to train you. The one who should thank you is the lady."
"Thank you, Lady."
Happy turned his head around and looked at the Murong Clan Lady.
"Alright."
The Murong Clan Lady smiled.
"I personally taught you martial arts, so you can be considered as my disciple. This is part of my duty, but I didn't expect that you would be able to pass Uncle Rong's test so soon. Go back and try to understand and digest what Uncle Rong told you. Also, this is your reward." As she spoke, she brought out a hollow silver box that exuded a faint fragrance as if she was performing a magic trick. "There is a Spirit Storing Pill in here. It was created by Wutai Mountain's Shaojue. It has the miraculous effect of helping those with innate foundations and developing intelligence. Today, I will give it to you."
'Spirit Storing Pill?!'
Happy shuddered, and shock appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Lady."
Under the crowd's envious gazes, Happy received the hollow silver box, and he found it difficult to calm down.
Spirit Storing Pill was a legendary sacred medicine that could strengthen innate attributes, and it had actually appeared as a reward during the early stages of a newbie's quest? Was it because of the Murong Clan's reputation, or was it because of Uncle Rong?
"Come with me to the backyard. It's time for you to understand the Murong Clan's martial arts." The Murong Clan Lady turned around and left.
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