Li Qing?
Jiang Ning was surprised. It turned out that Senior Sister Li Qing was making a sprint for Martial Arts Entry. No wonder he hadn't seen her these days.
He didn't expect that Senior Sister Li Qing, who looked so young, was about to reach the strength required for Martial Arts Entry.
It seemed that Senior Sister Li Qing was one of the designated candidates to be a Direct Disciple of Wang Jin.
"What is Brother Jiang thinking about?" Cheng Ran's voice arose beside Jiang Ning's ear, and he suddenly came back to his senses.
Then,
Jiang Ning smiled, "I was just wondering what kind of divine might this fierce tiger will have five days from now? With a body length of four meters, I suspect a single paw strike could produce the strength of a thousand jin, right?"
"Yes!" Cheng Ran nodded, "Even more than that! This is why only those senior brothers who have reached Martial Arts Entry are qualified to fight against this fierce tiger! If we encountered it in the wild, all we could do is roar to die a bit more gloriously!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning couldn't help but smile slightly.
Then, Cheng Ran's face lit up with excitement.
"Five Animals Fist originates from the tiger, bear, monkey, crane, and deer! Five days from now, by observing the fierce tiger's divine might and posture, I might be able to grasp the essence and spirit of Tiger Form Boxing. Only when form and spirit are united can one reach the realm of Great Success in boxing!"
"It's just a pity that our strength is too weak to enter the fray! If we could fight with the fierce tiger ourselves, perhaps we could seize that fleeting opportunity to push Tiger Form Boxing towards Perfection!"
"Once it reaches Perfection, condensing the fierce tiger's vigor allows one to unleash strength far beyond one's limits, comparable to some Middle Grade Martial Arts Skills!"
At that moment,
A man dressed in a white training suit with an imposing aura approached—this man was Xiao Peng.
He was the absolute core figure of the Canglang Martial Arts Hall's front yard.
In everyone's hearts here, Xiao Peng was the most likely to join the Inspection Office in three months and achieve the monumental leap from fish to dragon.
Before possessing an unparalleled strength, the importance of power was indubitable.
Not to mention, the Inspection Office not only had authority but also Martial Arts Skills and precious medicinal herbs.
Such an opportunity was immense for anyone.
As long as one could join, the path of Martial Arts would surely extend much farther.
Thus, Xiao Peng's every move naturally drew everyone's attention.
Watching Xiao Peng approach, all eyes converged on him.
"What is Senior Brother Xiao Peng off to do?"
"I have no idea!"
"..."
Several people discussed in low voices not far away.
Xiao Peng passed by Jiang Ning and arrived in front of Cheng Ran, his lips slightly curving, "Brother Cheng, in the entire Martial Arts Hall, only you are on par with me. How about sparring with me?"
Looking at Xiao Peng at this moment, Cheng Ran coldly said, "Alright, if you wish to fight, then as you desire!"
The two men walked past Jiang Ning and headed to an open area.
Meanwhile,
The crowd watching this scene suddenly felt some excitement.
"What do you think, who will win between Brothers Cheng Ran and Xiao Peng?"
"I think Xiao Peng will win. Senior Brother Xiao Peng has achieved Great Success in Tiger Form Boxing, with strong explosive power, and small success in Monkey Form Boxing makes him as agile as a monkey, surely his strength is formidable!"
"I have a different view!" someone retorted, "Senior Brother Xiao Peng might have the upper hand in boxing, but Brother Cheng is at Qi Blood Perfection! Qi Blood Perfection courses through the body, with a strength of five hundred jin!"
"With one punch, the small success of Tiger Form Boxing is enough for Brother Cheng to unleash a strength of over two thousand jin. The so-called 'overwhelming power with strength' naturally gives Brother Cheng an advantage!"
"Yet Senior Brother Xiao Peng is just at Great Success in Qi Blood, with a strength of over three hundred jin. Even if he has a higher realm in boxing, there is a big difference in their strength!"
At this moment, in the front yard of the Martial Arts Hall,
Jiang Ning listened to the discussions nearby, secretly clicking his tongue in amazement.
Brother Cheng at Qi Blood Perfection could punch with a force of over two thousand jin, which completely surpassed the limit of people from his previous life.
He still remembered a set of data.
In his previous life, a boxing champion could punch with a force of at most one thousand six hundred jin.
Yet Brother Cheng, who appeared not very robust, could punch with a force of over two thousand jin.
"Is this the charm of Martial Arts? How terrifying must the strength of the legendary Great Xia Martial Saint be?"
Jiang Ning couldn't help but yearn.
At this moment,
Xiao Peng and Cheng Ran had also suddenly clashed.
With one movement, Cheng Ran moved like a crane soaring into the sky, sweeping towards Xiao Peng.
"Good timing!" Xiao Peng exclaimed aloud.
He sank his stance, his feet arching slightly as his sharp claws were firmly rooted to the ground.
The next moment,
Cheng Ran, coming in swiftly like a tiger descending the mountain, lunged straight at Xiao Peng.
And Xiao Peng, crouching slightly low, seemed poised like the king of beasts ready to strike.
As their Qi-Blood surged,
Roar—
Xiao Peng let out a roar akin to a fierce tiger, and his crouched form suddenly burst forth.
Both parties went all out as soon as they made their moves.
At this moment, facing Cheng Ran, whose Qi-Blood Perfection gave him superior strength and physique, Xiao Peng chose not confrontation rather than retreat, meeting force with force.
Facing Cheng Ran's strongest blow head-on.
Bang—
A muffled sound resounded as both their figures were propelled backward simultaneously.
Xiao Peng was pushed back more than two zhang, while Cheng Ran only retreated one and a half zhang.
However, a look of surprise flitted across Cheng Ran's eyes at this moment.
That he hadn't gained much advantage in a direct clash was far beyond his expectations.
All knew that reaching the level where Qi-Blood flowed through the entire body started at a baseline of five hundred catties of strength.
Those with Innate Divine Strength could even wield seven to eight hundred catties of force.
Cheng Ran's Qi-Blood, slightly inferior to his, was at Great Success, extending only through his limbs, and his strength was fundamentally above three hundred catties.
Such a vast disparity in strength, yet so little difference in a head-on clash, could only mean one possibility.
Cheng Ran then spoke, "Senior Brother Xiao seems to be not far from the level where Qi-Blood circulates through the entire body!"
Xiao Peng's lips curled into a smile, "I now possess a strength of over four hundred catties. I'm not far from Qi-Blood Perfection, and full-body circulation. Brother Cheng, do you still wish to fight?"
"Of course, I want to fight!" Cheng Ran declared with a light shout.
His figure moved again, instantly closing the distance to Xiao Peng.
Then, the two were locked in combat, their punches and kicks colliding to stir up clouds of dust, with the friction against the air from their sleeves generating the roaring sound of breaking wind.
Not far away, Jiang Ning watched this scene, a flicker of uncommon light in his eyes.
"Qi-Blood Perfection, full-body circulation, strength reaching five hundred catties, each movement capable of bursting forth with a thousand catties of strength, but it doesn't seem all that formidable?"
After reaching small success with his Qi-Blood, Jiang Ning had tested his own strength again.
He could lift a two hundred catties stone lock with one arm, but two hundred and fifty catties were still a bit of a strain.
This means his strength was close to two hundred and fifty catties.
Although only half the strength of those whose Qi-Blood Perfection circulated through their entire body.
This number might seem small, not too exaggerated, but as far as he knew, the peak records maintained by people in his previous life were only around lifting three hundred catties with one hand.
This meant that his current ability to lift a stone lock of over two hundred catties with one hand could already be considered very high by contemporary standards.
In the previous life, even a professional athlete would have a hard time achieving this.
After all, that record was set by one in a hundred million with Innate excellency, plus they underwent professional and diabolical training, squeezing out the body's potential, to reach such a human peak record.
At this moment, Jiang Ning felt that if he were to spar with Cheng Ran or Xiao Peng, he would be able to hold his own for a few exchanges.
Because, in his view, if Cheng Ran was indeed stronger in terms of strength, at least twice his, his agility was lacking, and his movements not swift enough. While Xiao Peng had quick movements, his limbs as nimble as a monkey, his strength was significantly weaker, and his footwork was clearly full of holes, extremely rough.
"No wonder Wang Jin once said, 'Only cultivating all Five Animals guarantees the true path.'"
"My boxing is at small success, my Qi-Blood at small success, already nearing half the strength of Brother Cheng's Qi-Blood Perfection and full-body circulation. This is clearly the result of the Bear-shaped Fist. Moreover, the Five Animals Cultivation not only has explosive power and fast speed but also features exceptionally nimble footwork without flaws, deserving to be called a five-sided Cultivation Technique. Indeed, it is an excellent foundational Martial Arts Skill."
"Looking at it now, it seems I might have underestimated my own strength!"
Watching the two in combat, this thought flashed through Jiang Ning's mind.