OBS Chapter 11 Background
Chapter 11 Background
As soon as Chen Qiyuan returned to the martial arts school, someone he knew came over and told him, "Senior Brother Pang wants to see you."
"Thank you, senior brother. I'll be right there."
After thanking the man, he walked toward the small courtyard, wondering why Pang Guoyong wanted to see him.
"Senior Brother Pang."
Chen Qiyuan knocked on the door and called out to the inside.
"Come in," came Pang Guoyong's deep voice from inside.
He pushed open the door and entered. Pang Guoyong was still sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, but he gave people a different feeling. He no longer had that sense of dejection, and his eyes revealed a high-spirited vitality.
Was it the Blood Wolf Gang's counterattack that ignited his fighting spirit?
He guessed what was going on in his mind, and bowed, "Senior Brother Pang, you wanted to see me?"
Pang Guoyong looked him up and down, a slight smile playing on his lips. "You're smart; you didn't give your name, otherwise you would have been dead last night."
Chen Qiyuan said with a guilty look, "I acted impulsively and caused Senior Brother Lu to get injured. I deserve to die."
He readily admitted it. He wasn't worried at all that Pang Guoyong would use this incident to manipulate him.
On the contrary, he very much hoped that the other party would do so.
"Alright, stop with the hypocrisy before I'm here," Pang Guoyong said. "The Blood Wolf Gang won't let this go so easily. Go find Yang Zhengfeng; he'll teach you a sword technique for self-defense."
"Thank you, senior brother."
Chen Qiyuan was overjoyed; it was always a good thing to learn another martial art.
Pang Guoyong said, "It's a pity your strength is still a bit lacking. If you had grasped the hidden strength, it would have been quite useful. You haven't been practicing for long enough. Alright, go now."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, indicating that Chen Qiyuan could leave.
Chen Qiyuan didn't leave; he quickly weighed the options in his mind.
Seeing him standing there motionless, Pang Guoyong asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Senior brother."
Chen Qiyuan raised his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Actually, after yesterday's life-or-death battle, I have already grasped the mysteries of hidden strength."
Pang Guoyong's gaze froze slightly, then he suddenly stood up, his fist already in front of Chen Qiyuan.
They arrived so quickly!
Chen Qiyuan had no time to react and instinctively raised his hand to block.
With a bang.
He felt as if he had been hit by a car, and took several steps back before regaining his balance. His arms were slightly sore and numb. When he looked up again, he found that Pang Guoyong had already sat back on the stone bench, as if he hadn't moved at all.
Pang Guoyong was shocked; your "Hun Yuan Zhuang" technique had seized the opportunity to steal 30 points of proficiency.
Chen Qiyuan was delighted when he saw this notification.
"Not bad, you've grasped the hidden strength in less than three months since you started, only slightly worse than I was back then." Pang Guoyong's tone carried a hint of approval.
If it weren't for the system notification, I would have almost thought he was really as nonchalant as he appeared.
Chen Qiyuan chuckled inwardly, but outwardly remained respectful, saying, "I also grasped this understanding on the brink of death, so there was an element of luck involved. Senior brother, do you think I have the honor of being accepted as a disciple by the academy master?"
"You want to be my junior brother?" Pang Guoyong looked at him with a slightly strange gaze.
"Of course, if one can become the master's disciple, one can learn the true essence of martial arts."
Pang Guoyong said, "With your talent, your master will definitely accept you. However, have you thought it through? Now that the Guo family and the Blood Wolf Gang are coming on strong, if you really become their disciple, you will have no way out."
He's currently just a regular student at the martial arts school, paying tuition to learn. He can quit whenever he wants; neither the Guo family nor the Blood Wolf Gang will make things difficult for him.
But if you formally become an apprentice, it's a different story. From then on, you're tied to the Wu Family Martial Arts School, with no chance to get off.
Once the Wu family martial arts school falls, the Guo family and the Blood Wolf Gang will not let him off the hook.
Chen Qiyuan said with great passion, "As the saying goes, a strong wind reveals the strength of the grass, and a turbulent night reveals the loyalty of a minister. I am willing to live and die with the martial arts school."
For a fleeting moment, Pang Guoyong's gaze towards him became somewhat complicated.
He quickly regained his composure and said, "I understand. Since you have this intention, I will definitely recommend you to my master after this matter."
"Then thank you in advance, Senior Brother."
Chen Qiyuan thanked him verbally, but secretly he was cursing him.
He had originally planned to be taken in as Wu Tianhuan's apprentice, shocking everyone and reaping a huge reward. But Pang Guoyong wouldn't cooperate.
Pang Guoyong then reminded him, "Also, don't announce your breakthrough to the Dark Force realm yet. Otherwise, the Blood Wolf Gang will definitely eliminate you first. Alright, go find Yang Zhengfeng."
"Yes."
……
As Chen Qiyuan left the courtyard, he had some doubts in his mind.
He always felt that Pang Guoyong was overly wary of the Guo family and the Blood Wolf Gang, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Was he worried that Wu Tianhuan wouldn't be able to handle them?
With these questions in mind, he went to find Yang Zhengfeng.
Yang Zhengfeng was an old-timer at the martial arts school, in his early twenties, and had reached the stage of "Ming Jin" (manifested strength) and "Qiu Qi Ming" (muscles and bones resonating). He had been stuck at this stage for two years, unable to comprehend "An Jin" (hidden strength).
In order to learn by analogy, he studied many different martial arts techniques. So sometimes when Pang Guoyong wanted to slack off, he would ask him to teach martial arts techniques to new students.
"Junior brother, look carefully. This sword technique is called the 'Hundred Refinements Sword Technique,' consisting of thirty-six moves, all of which are the most basic sword techniques. The name signifies the need for repeated tempering and refinement..."
Yang Zhengfeng began to teach him the sword technique step by step.
Chen Qiyuan studied very diligently. With the same skill level, the difference in lethality between unarmed and armed combat is enormous. His conversation with Pang Guoyong earlier had also given him a sense of crisis.
We need to improve our strength as soon as possible.
It wasn't until evening that Chen Qiyuan finally managed to display the sword technique on the panel.
Name: Chen Qiyuan
【Technique: Hunyuan Stance (Mastery 37/500)】
【武技：虎形拳（精通79/500），迷蹤步（熟练102/200)，百鍊刀法（未入门1/10）】
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Chen Qiyuan left the martial arts school and hadn't gone far when someone suddenly called out, "Young Master."
He turned his head and saw a middle-aged woman walking towards him. She looked somewhat familiar, so he asked, "Who are you?"
The woman smiled and said, "Young Master, don't you remember me? I even held you when you were little."
When Chen Qiyuan saw her smile, it finally stirred up a long-forgotten memory. The woman was called Aunt Fang, and she was his aunt's personal maid.
He said calmly, "You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not some young master."
As he was about to leave, Aunt Fang quickly stopped him, saying, "Miss was very worried about you. Seeing that you are safe and sound today, she can finally rest easy. Miss originally wanted to wait for you, but it was getting late, and she was afraid that Master and Madam would worry, so she asked me to wait for you here and give you this."
As she spoke, she took out a red purse and handed it over.
"The young lady asked me to tell you that she has always been grateful to you for saving her from the pond when she was a child."
After handing him the purse, Aunt Fang curtsied and left.
Chen Qiyuan looked at the purse in his hand and felt a warmth in his heart.
In this world, besides her aunt, there are still people who care about the original owner.
He opened his purse and poured out three golden melon seeds, which shimmered with a golden light in the setting sun.
These three golden melon seeds felt heavy in my palm.
There are probably three ounces here.
Based on the gold-to-silver exchange rate of 10:1, that's 30 taels of silver, which is not a small sum.