Chapter 26: Are We Trash?

  Qin family martial arts arena.

  Qin Hao stood sternly at the outer edge of the long wooden array, gazing at the eight young men in front of him with a hint of disappointment.

  It has been three days since the first day of training. During these three days, Qin Hao refined his Xuanjing at night and carried out his training tasks during the day.

  For three days, due to his repeated refinement of the Xuanxuan Formation, while exhausting his mental strength, he also made progress in the realm of Xuanqi. His Xuanqi realm had already stabilized at the tenth level of Condensed Xuan, and vaguely seemed to be about to touch the barrier between Condensed Xuan and Spiritual Xuan.

  It seems that everything is going smoothly, but what makes him helpless is that these people's practice has not made much progress. Although they have tried to use evasive tactics, when they are forced into a desperate situation, the reckless spirit deep in their bones will still emerge, and they will still use the method of hard collision, resulting in dizziness and confusion.

  The eight people in front of me had their noses blue and faces swollen, hugging their arms, baring their teeth, lying on the ground panting, unable to get up, looking extremely disheveled.

  "Qin Hao, we're practicing martial arts, why do we have to do these meaningless things? Our future opponents are humans, not these wooden stakes." A slightly chubby young man spoke up. His tone seemed calm on the surface, but upon closer listening, one could sense a hint of indignation in his words.

  A tall and thin blue-clad youth standing in front of him hesitated for a moment, then spoke up: "Qin Hao, is this really useful? I think that if we can bring out the full power of our martial skills, it might be of some help."

  Under the lead of these two people, everyone else also became restless.

  In the three days, they were like sandbags, suffering from being trampled and battered, and those who trampled them were just some inanimate objects. Under the circumstances where they had no way to vent their anger, enduring these three days was already their limit.

  "Useful or not, try it and you'll know." Qin Hao shook his head and said: "You're right, your opponents at that time are humans, not wooden stakes. But you can't even handle these inanimate objects, what will you use to compete with others? With your current strength, encountering people from the Lin or Lan families is purely asking for abuse."

  "You're too focused on the power of attacking martial arts, resulting in being completely useless everywhere else."

  That slightly chubby young man's face turned red with rage, shouting: "Qin Hao, you're going too far! You're right, your strength is higher than ours, but that doesn't mean you have the qualifications to talk about us like that."

  The blue-clothed youth's brow furrowed, extremely displeased, saying: "Qin Hao, I disagree with what you said. Our ancestors were also renowned for their powerful and exceptional attacking martial skills that shook the city, why can't we achieve it?"

  "We don't need you, what you've done is nonsense. When can we play around as we like?"

  "Yeah, it's better not to do this useless practice anyway. I've never heard of anyone doing this kind of training."

  "Go tell the master of the house to let the three elders come and instruct us. We don't need you anymore."

  In an instant, everyone's anger was triggered by Qin Hao's sentence "nonsense", the noise soared to the sky, and the crowd in the field was filled with raging fire.

  Qin Hao did not respond to the crowd's words, but instead cast his gaze outside the martial arts arena. From this vantage point, he could see several buildings of the Qin family's Martial Arts Pavilion in the distance, and faintly visible was a stone-carved statue standing in front of the pavilion.

  That statue is Qin Yi, a legendary figure of the Qin family. At the age of 25, he entered the True Mystic Realm and with his own strength brought the Qin family from a small clan to its current state as a true martial artist.

  Thirty-five years ago, the Beast Valley rioted, hundreds of demons burst out of the valley, crossed the neighboring city, and rushed to Tianlang. At that time, the city of Tianlang was filled with blood, human bodies were seen everywhere on the streets, internal organs, broken limbs, the whole city of Tianlang was like a hell on earth, except for the cries and howls of demons.

  At that time, Qin Yi, who was only twenty years old, looked at the demonic beasts wreaking havoc everywhere and said: "A man learns martial arts, not to indulge in wealth, nor to seek power, but only wishes to use this seven-foot body to protect the people he respects and cherishes, safe and happy. Today is the moment when you witness our martial arts."

  At that time, Qin Yi led nearly a hundred of the strongest warriors of the Qin family, using their flesh and blood to block the gate of the Qin family, not retreating one step.

  After a day of fierce battle, nearly twenty Qin family members died in the war, and the rest were all injured. In the end, they finally held on until the Fenggui Sect's support for Tianlang City arrived. Their persistence resulted in not a single injury or death among the young women of the Qin family.

  From then on, Qin Yi became the spiritual pillar of the Qin family. Even though he had not appeared in front of the Qin family members for thirty years after traveling outside, he had already become a faith and spiritual support in the hearts of many people in the Qin family.

  His gaze returned to the young men in front of him, their faces set and determined. Qin Hao couldn't help but let out a silent sigh: they just can't see through it after all. His grandfather was indeed famous for his powerful offensive martial skills, but that was only because he shone too brightly in this aspect, overshadowing everything else. It didn't mean he was weak in other areas.

  And what he advocated for was not equal to being reckless and impulsive in the heat of battle.

  Furthermore, the power of Yī Lì Pò Shí Huì is absolute strength, enough to stand at the pinnacle and look down on everything with a tyrannical power that they cannot reach.

  But they just can't see through it, can't understand it clearly, are deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves, nor do they want to.

  Since they can't see clearly, this layer of fog can only be lifted by his tough attitude!

  Qin Hao's face turned serious, and he shouted at the slightly chubby young man: "Qin Ze, I know you're angry! But I won't agree with your views. Do you think that just because your martial skills are a bit stronger than others, you can do whatever you want? Is there anything about your use of Xuan Qi or your martial arts techniques that surpasses others?"

  Ignoring Qin Ze's silence, Qin Hao turned to the blue-clothed youth and said: "Qin Chao, what you said is correct, Grandfather is indeed most skilled at using powerful attacks to crush everything, but how can you think that he has no exceptional abilities in other areas? Moreover, the premise of breaking through the Ten Will Alliance is having absolute strength to overwhelm everything. Do you think you can reach such a level?"

  As he said this, Qin Hao's right palm rose flat, with a light gathering and flashing on his palm, carrying a red glow that rapidly slapped towards a long wooden stick beside him.

  Bang!

  The long wood split with a loud crack, and the cracks spread out like a spider web. After a series of cracking sounds, countless splinters of various sizes shot out in all directions. The surface of the long wood was covered with cracks.

  "I don't even dare say that I can overwhelm an opponent of similar cultivation level with just my martial skills, what makes you so arrogant?"

  Qin Hao's voice exploded beside their ears like a muffled thunder, his low and powerful voice pounding heavily on their hearts, shattering the ideological barriers they already had.

  "How have you been doing for the past three days? You believe in power, you take the power of martial arts as everything, and whenever you have the chance, you go all out with your powerful techniques. The process is very cool, but what about the outcome? Do you have any confidence in your hearts?"

  Qin Hao said this and paused for a moment, raising his eyes to secretly observe the reactions of the crowd.

  Several of them showed a hint of guilt after Qin Hao's words, and then they looked thoughtful.

  There were several who seemed to be wavering in their minds, but still had a struggling look on their faces.

  Qin Hao let out a sigh, deciding to take another drastic measure. He coldly smiled and said: "In these three years, the competitions with the Lin family and the Lan family, what were the results? You all know better than anyone else, don't you?"

  "With an average strength of eightfold condensed profoundness, they were suppressed by those with sevenfold condensed profoundness to the point where they couldn't lift their heads. They suffered repeated defeats, and in one year, during a ten-on-ten trial, they were completely cleared from the stage after only defeating three opponents. Don't you find this situation humiliating?"

  "Do you know what outsiders say about us? Do you know how some small and medium-sized families look at us? The Qin family is getting worse with each generation, and this generation is a group of useless people relying on their ancestors' reputation."

  Qin Hao said up to this point, paused for a moment, and then flipped his palm, taking out the "Thousand Miles Wind Control" body technique he had copied a few days ago.

  "No more time to waste on idle chatter. This records the body method and martial skills, which still have some use, and you can also understand how to use Xuan Qi. Simply attaching Xuan Qi to fists and feet to increase power or speed is just a superficial way. The route of Xuan Qi circulation and footwork movement are recorded above."

  "Either cultivate yourselves or get beaten up like the past few days, it's up to you."

  Qin Hao finished speaking and put it on the ground, turned around and stepped directly into the center where the long wood was most concentrated. He swung his hand at one of the long woods, and suddenly all the surrounding woods fluctuated, bringing a fierce gust of wind that kept swishing around his body.

  Qin Hao closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to them. If they really wanted to put down their obsession of so many years, the only ones they could rely on were themselves.

  In Qin Hao's abdomen, at the Qi Hai point, a pale red Xuanqi began to move around and then flowed along the "Thousand Miles Chasing Wind" route.

  A strong gust of wind hit him in the face, Qin Hao's true energy circulated, his right foot pushed against the ground, and he turned halfway around, but just as he was about to complete the turn, he was struck on the shoulder by a long wooden stick, instantly causing him to grit his teeth in pain.

  He didn't dare to relax in the slightest, Qin Hao's mind flashed with the changes of Qianli Yufeng's footsteps, his vital energy circulating, he took a few steps forward, avoiding a blow that swept towards his waist, but was hit by a long wooden stick on his right elbow.

  Qin Hao continued to press the body method, changing positions with his martial skills, but while changing, he repeatedly brought a hint of stiffness, unable to achieve true agility and flexibility, and was repeatedly hit by Zhang Mu.

  Qin Hao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, extremely frustrated: the other day he dodged and weaved with ease, but relying on his quick reflexes to cope. But practicing body techniques in the long wooden array was not that easy.

  At the same time, Qin Hao's footsteps didn't dare to stop for a moment. Being beaten by Long Mu all over his body, Qin Hao bit his teeth tightly and silently experienced the lightness and agility in his footwork.

  In half a time, Qin Hao was constantly moving in the middle, being beaten to the point of exhaustion, but he still followed the route of "Qianli Yufeng" to operate the Xuan Qi, and his movements were becoming more agile. The stiff and awkward feeling also gradually disappeared.

  Bang! Bang!

  Two long wooden beams collided, instantly triggering a very strong wave. More than ten wooden beams simultaneously rose with an ear-piercing sound, and then rushed towards Qin Hao in the center from all directions.

  With a slight movement in his mind, Qin Hao's footsteps took a small step within an extremely small range. This step was not as swift as the previous few days, but it directly gathered the mysterious energy at the sole of his foot and used the counterforce with the ground to avoid attacks. However, there was an indescribable sense of agility, and when he stepped out, his entire body felt light and effortless, like a willow catkin without any feeling of weight.

  And then, another small step. Continuously taking countless extremely small steps, Qin Hao's body continuously changed positions with an extremely small distance, circling around a small circle. When Qin Hao finally stopped moving, he had already escaped from the surrounding circle of the ten long wooden poles and moved to a place with fewer attacks.

  Under his feet, a dense cluster of footprints overlapped each other, enclosed in an extremely small circle.

  "Ah." Qin Hao let out a long breath, his heart filled with some excitement. Light as a willow catkin, agile as a gentle breeze. Although he hadn't reached that state just now, he had at least touched the threshold.

  Wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead, Qin Hao closed his eyes again, dodging the long wooden beam's impact, sensing that light and agile feeling.

  At this time, the eight young men standing outside the field also escaped from their previous confusion and unease, and gradually calmed down.

  A young man gritted his teeth, took a heavy step forward, bent down and picked up the paper in front of him that recorded "Qian Li Yu Feng", and carefully examined it.

  Then comes the second one, the third one...

  After a moment, the eight people simultaneously put down the papers recording their movements and rushed into the long wooden array, moving with clumsy and awkward steps...

  With his eyes closed, Qin Hao practiced his body technique, and the corners of his mouth also brought up a faint, almost imperceptible arc.

  On a lofty pavilion outside the martial arts arena, two elderly men stood shoulder to shoulder, their expressions solemn.

  The old man on the left had a kind face, but upon closer inspection, there was an air of majesty about him, and he was indeed the eldest of the Qin family.

  Another elderly man had a solemn expression, with high cheekbones and furrowed eyebrows, clearly not one to joke around, naturally he was the third elder of the Qin family.

  At this moment, the old man gazed at the distant martial arts arena, seemingly lost in thought, and said: "Old Three, it seems that Qin Hao has made such a big fuss, but it doesn't seem like what you said three days ago was just causing trouble. Maybe he really has his own ideas."

  The three elders let out a cold hum, but their faces were much softer than they had been in the past few days. They looked less gloomy than before. After a moment of contemplation, one of them said, "Having ideas without results, after all, is just youthful arrogance."

  After a pause, the three elders said: "However, I want to change some of my views. This Qin Hao is not entirely an arrogant person."

  The old man burst out laughing and said slowly: "If it's just arrogance, without any substance, how could he have made the Lin family lose face a few days ago?"

  The three elders' faces became even softer upon hearing this, and a rare hint of a smile flashed in their eyes, only to quickly disappear.

  "Right, Old Three, Qin Hao just used a kind of mysterious body technique and martial skill?" The Great Elder asked with some doubt.

  "It should be."

  "Our Qin family's several body methods and martial skills, 'Wind Walking Step', 'Swimming Fish Body Method', 'Seven Mysterious Spirit Steps' and so on, I'm quite familiar with them. But I couldn't tell which one this kid is using."

  "This kid isn't using Qin family's martial arts." The three elders said with certainty.

  "Are you sure?"

  "That's natural, aren't you still doubting me?" The Third Elder said proudly.

  The old man shook his head and smiled: "You are the martial arts fanatic of the Qin family, you must have mastered at least eight or nine out of ten of the Qin family's martial skills, and the rest must have been studied as well. Since you say so, it can't be wrong."

  The three elders said: "This martial skill seems to be even higher than the several body methods of the Qin family, how did Qin Hao master it?"

  The old man thought for a moment and said: "It's unclear, but Qin Hao has been staying in the Qin family for so many years, it should be impossible for him to come into contact with other martial arts outside."

  He said here, he suddenly said something strange: "It can't be that the method of practicing this martial skill is recorded in the practice method of his cultivated kung fu. To know that the kung fu he cultivates is the only kung fu left by Qin Yi, we can't understand it, who knows whether Qin Yi wrote down several martial skills in it? "

  The two of them seemed to have a sudden realization as they spoke up to this point.

  Exchanging a glance, the two of them simultaneously sprang into action, rapidly flipping and jumping between the eaves of the houses, disappearing from sight in an instant.