From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

Chapter 111: If you do not despise me, I am willing to become your father-in-law!

Chapter 112: If you do not despise me, I am willing to become your father-in-law!

Within the bronze statue formation, Ren Qingshan's ears twitched slightly, and with his innate hearing, he heard the conversation outside the arena.

Although I was somewhat surprised, the joy came so quickly.

But this is certainly a good thing.

This "Grandpa Gongshu" truly has a discerning eye; he saw through my master-level comprehension at a glance.

I didn't come to Jiuyang Martial Arts School with any intention of hiding my identity. My goal was to gain fame, build connections, find martial arts techniques, and seek a powerful backer—a reputation as a genius is certainly more useful than that of a good-for-nothing!

Flexibility and adaptability are key.

Leaping off the bronze statue's neck, Ren Qingshan dodged the sudden, powerful blow from the statue's staff as it turned, and immediately rushed to the next attack.

before.

There were seven more bronze figures, each unarmed.

The fist was blackened, looking like it had been stained with blood for years. There were also black marks on the ground, like bloodstains or burns.

Real underground boxing?

These seven likely hold a hidden secret.

Ren Qingshan entered with a wooden stick in hand, and the seven bronze figures immediately reacted. Seven fists came rapidly from three sides, 50% faster than the previous bronze figures. In an instant, the mechanism at the tip of their fists opened, spewing out a thin and long flame!

This uses flames to simulate internal energy!

The flames were extremely hot, emitting a deep white color, and even before touching them, one could feel their astonishing heat.

"Teasing the pig's feet!" Ren Qingshan took three steps back in succession. "I guessed right, it really is like this!"

Retreating to a safe area, the bronze figure instantly froze, as still as a mountain.

Immersed in the state of "seeing the way with discerning eyes," Ren Qingshan re-entered, only to find that the flames had changed their tactics, blocking the way layer by layer, leaving no room for escape, so he retreated again.

They went in and out like this hundreds of times in a short time.

To be fair, if one possesses true qi, breaking through this barrier, though difficult, would at least give one a fighting chance, since true qi can be released to counter flames.

Relying solely on physical techniques increases the difficulty by more than tenfold!

I could hear a conversation outside the formation.

Feng Jingxian: "Stop arguing with me. Only if he can get through this hurdle will I consider him to have some skill, and perhaps be worth using."

Gongshu Ce scoffed, "Blind! Just you wait and see!"

He then looked at the three younger men: "What's this guy's name? Did he just arrive at the martial arts school today? How old is he?"

Jiang Shi'an was filled with envy and immediately answered respectfully.

In the midst of the battle.

Ren Qingshan was still going in and out, having already brushed against them hundreds of times at the door, yet the bronze man's "fuel" had not been exhausted, and its firepower remained undiminished—of course, if it were that easy to get through, the bronze man formation wouldn't have received such high praise.

I have already seen the right path.

However, it's inevitable that they'll get burned by the flames.

Slowly shaking his head, Ren Qingshan took out ten taels of silver from his pocket, crushed it into small pieces, and went back inside.

The bronze statue is engulfed in flames again.

This time, Ren Qingshan did not back down.

He leaned forward, flicked his left middle finger with lightning speed, and a piece of silver the size of a soybean, with extreme precision, passed through the flames and landed in the small eye of the fire-breathing mechanism of the bronze figure.

The flame abruptly stopped, but quickly melted the silver ingot, though it was interrupted for a moment.

Ren Qingshan flicked out silver ingots one after another, blocking two more fire eyes. At the same time, his movements were as agile as the wind, creating a narrow path to survival amidst the overwhelming fist shadows and the ensuing flames.

He's gone.

Tick.

The molten silver fell to the ground one after another.

"good!"

"Excellent tactic!"

Gongshu Ce immediately cheered, raising his long eyebrows and looking smugly at Feng Jingxian.

He had considered this approach when setting up the formation, but no disciple had ever used it in all these years. The lad in the formation has amazing comprehension and wisdom—I'm not mistaken!

A glint of light appeared in Feng Jingxian's eyes as he chuckled and teased, "You've really struck gold. Not bad."

He is not a stubborn person.

To be fair, this young man is indeed quite capable.

The uniqueness of the response, the exquisite timing, and the agility of the movements—truly at the level of a grandmaster.

Right now, the only difference lies in the level of true qi and martial arts.

People came out of the gate one after another, some old and some young. They were all disciples preparing for next year's martial arts examination. After bowing to their two masters, they all looked towards the bronze statue formation.

They didn't hear the comments just now.

However, very few people in this martial arts school can pass the Flaming Bronze Man Formation; less than 20% of them possess astonishing skills.

After passing the Fiery Bronze Men Formation.

The ground ahead was as smooth as a mirror, coated with some kind of grease, making it extremely slippery.

Nine bronze figures, each wielding a different weapon—knife, spear, sword, halberd, club, hammer, cane, hidden weapon, and fire fist—form a circle, blocking all four sides except for an entrance just wide enough for one person.

The space in the middle, allowing for quick maneuvering, is only large enough for a horse to spin around.

This challenge tests both courage and extreme flexibility!

Ren Qingshan suddenly understood.

They could choose not to go in, but once inside, the nine of them would instantly swarm together, their feet would be unsteady, and an overwhelming attack would come in an instant. They wondered if the oil on the ground was flammable; if it was, the difficulty would increase even further.

Of course, I don't really want my disciple to die—but where might that sliver of hope be?

He could hear his disciples discussing amongst themselves.

Of those who have passed the Flaming Bronze Men Formation, less than half still have the courage to challenge the Nine Palaces Bronze Men Formation.

People get injured after being taken inside; this happens every year.

Those who have managed to pass the level so far are all highly skilled in light-body techniques, almost unaffected by the ground, and have mastered their true qi. They absolutely cannot land to breathe during the journey.

These reminders are all permitted by the rules.

After all, the Bronze Men Formation is conducted in public; if one person passes through it, the others can all see it.

But seeing is one thing, being able to do it is another—like the difference between seeing a top-tier beauty on the street and actually dating her.

Take a look back.

Looking at the bronze figure before him, Ren Qingshan shook his head and smiled, then walked out from the paths on either side.

Let’s go away.

Ren Qingshan remained calm—"I need a cannon fodder so I can see how this situation works."

Upon seeing this.

Gongshu Ce had a kind of unfulfilled desire to be at the last minute, but he was also cautious because he knew that this disciple did not have true qi.

Feng Jingxian shook his head and smiled: "This kid is quite cunning."

Everyone was talking and laughing as they entered the courtyard from both sides.

The servants in charge of the bronze statue formation immediately restored everything on the field and recorded Ren Qingshan's score.

The Jiuyang Martial Arts School currently has 57 disciples, of which 57 are expected to attend, but 31 are actually present.

This is the "Martial Arts Examination Preparation Class," and there are no daily attendance requirements.

The course lasts three years, which is exactly one cycle of the martial arts examination. The tuition fee is 50,000 taels of silver.

Ren Qingshan roughly calculated that the optical expenses amounted to nearly one million taels of silver every year—a steady stream of wealth.

The owner of the museum is Feng Jingxian.

Chief Instructor: Gongshu Ce.

The eldest brother's name was Kang Mianzhi. He was nearly fifty years old, had a kind and gentle demeanor, and always had a smile on his face.

We have a new disciple today.

So Kang Mianzhi presided over the roll call, and then asked Ren Qingshan and Jiang Shi'an to introduce themselves.

After Ren Qingshan and Jiang Shi'an gave a brief introduction, they were divided into groups.

The disciples were divided into groups of nine, with some groups being full and others not.

As is customary, Ren Qingshan has already passed through the Flame Bronze Man Formation and has been assigned to Class A1.

Jiang Shi'an went to the very last Jiaqi.

This is the difference between the "rocket class" and the "regular class".

Ren Qingshan thought to himself, "Rankings are everywhere. I'm already thirty-five, and I'll be thirty-six soon. It feels like I'm still in high school."

However, seeing several elderly martial arts scholars in their sixties on the field, they were truly exemplars of lifelong skill and dedication.

—I felt instantly at peace.

The leader of Group A1 was Kang Mianzhi.

This group originally had eight people, but four are missing today—good grades give you special privileges; you can skip class whenever you want.

The three people who came to the martial arts school today were all old men, and Ren Qingshan greeted them one by one.

He Feixing, forty-two years old, is said to be at the Internal Organs Realm, but that may not be the case.

Ling Fengrong, forty-one years old, also calls himself the Visceral Realm expert.

Lan Muyun, thirty-eight years old, is a member of the Lan family and the younger brother of Lan Chonglou, the head of the Lan family.

Ren Qingshan then looked at the other groups, which seemed to have few young people—geniuses are, after all, extremely rare.

For martial artists, there is still hope of breaking through to a higher realm before the age of sixty, and the age of thirty or forty is the prime of their lives.

Feng Jingxian is already ninety-seven years old, and he's still partying every night.

The martial arts school's courses are mainly based on self-study and sparring; they will not be taught unless asked, and will not be taught unless the student is struggling to understand.

The various training rooms inside the compound are mainly mechanical, simulating various harsh natural environments: gales, yellow sand, ice surfaces, underground fire, underwater, and swamps.

There are also special monster enclosures for imprisoning monsters: giant snakes, snake pits, fierce tigers, giant elephants, flying eagles, poisonous insects — proceed with caution.

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In addition, the Hidden Skills Pavilion offers all cultivation techniques below the Innate level free of charge.

The cultivation techniques above the Innate Realm can be learned for a fee after passing an examination and application. The price is 30% of the market price. — Feng Jingxian has killed seven Innate Realm masters in his life, and countless others have fallen to him. He has also fought in a war that destroyed a country. His foundation is extremely rich.

After reading all of these, Ren Qingshan realized that he had been superficial at first.

Those fifty thousand taels of silver were truly well spent.

Really fragrant!

Having thoroughly familiarized himself with the martial arts school environment, Ren Qingshan was summoned by Gongshu Ce, with Feng Jingxian sitting beside him—a document lay on the table.

Feng Jingxian said in a deep voice, "Ren Qingshan, I heard that you failed to break through to the Innate Realm and your true energy is in disarray, so you can only switch to external martial arts. Although this matter is troublesome, it is not insurmountable."

"Purchase another set of Five Elements Spiritual Objects, and with the assistance of several kinds of elixirs, there is about a 60% chance of recovery."

"Mr. Gongshu has a heart that cherishes talent and is willing to act as your guarantor. The martial arts school will initially fund the purchase of everything for you—"

"The loan will cost approximately 300,000 taels of silver, to be repaid within ten years with no interest. If I die within ten years, the debt will be forgiven, and we will consider it a loss. If you are interested, please sign this."

Ren Qingshan had overheard their conversation at the door, but he took it as a joke. He never expected that it would be carried out so swiftly.

Grandpa, are you serious?!

The martial arts school must have access to discounted channels for purchasing Five Elements spiritual items, offering discounts of nearly 60%.

Three hundred thousand taels, to be repaid in ten years, with no interest. It's all for my own benefit, with no downsides whatsoever.

Thirty thousand taels a year is truly nothing.

Looking at the two of them, Ren Qingshan felt a warm current in his heart and was deeply moved—after so long, his first reaction to such kindness was disbelief.

Ma De, this is my godfather!

If you do not reject me, I will gladly become your father-in-law!

"I'll sign!"

"Ren Qingshan thanks you both!"

Ren Qingshan took a deep breath and said solemnly.

I can't bring myself to call him godfather—father-in-law is also a father.

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