Chapter 129: Whetstone, Collapsing Mountain Palm

Yu Xinghan looked at Zhang Yu beside him, waved and said, "Then let's get ready to start too."

"Before we start our combat training, I have a request."

"First, during our combat training, neither of us will use magic power. We'll fight using martial arts driven purely by physical strength."

It was precisely because Yu Xinghan had witnessed Zhang Yu's physical control during the sports competition that he invited him to be his sparring partner.

Learning and absorbing Zhang Yu's various techniques for physical control was arguably his primary goal in having a sparring partner.

It was for this reason that he proposed fighting without magic power, relying solely on physical strength.

Yu Xinghan continued, "Second, in our combat training, whoever injures the other person will pay their medical expenses."

Zhang Yu looked at him suspiciously, "You're not trying to extort money from me, are you?"

Zhang Yu's suspicion wasn't unfounded; Yu Xinghan had always given him the impression of being... a very stingy rich person.

Yu Xinghan went on, "Don't think I'm trying to extort you. This is about training to defeat someone without injuring them."

"You see, in Kunxu, true experts can control every ounce of their strength, defeating opponents without having to pay a single penny. That should be the real purpose of combat training."

"I've watched your martial arts competition videos; it's all blood flying and flesh tearing. Too rough, too uneconomical."

Yu Xinghan shook his head, "That's a lack of control training."

Zhang Yu found this quite logical and couldn't help but ask, "Did Senior Xinghuo teach you this too?"

Seeing Yu Xinghan nod, Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Did that old man Xinghuo lose a lot of money in fights before, which is why he emphasizes this so much when training disciples? And he even raised his disciple to be so stingy."

Meanwhile, Chu Qiuhe had, at some point, arrived outside the training room door and was observing the situation through the open doorway.

When he saw Song Hailong and Bai Zhenzhen's intense fight, he sighed inwardly, "As expected, Bai Zhenzhen hasn't just made rapid progress in physical strength; her combat ability has also significantly improved."

"If I were to fight her, I probably wouldn't last ten moves."

"In just two months, this speed of progress is truly terrifying."

"But rumors say that both Bai Zhenzhen and Zhang Yu were invested in by Senior Zhang Pianpian from third year, became her 'dogs,' and even underwent 'demon muscle' modification..."

Thinking of this, a hint of longing appeared in Chu Qiuhe's heart.

"Damn it, I really want to be Senior Zhang's 'dog' too, and be pushed by her to improve my scores!"

But Chu Qiuhe only dared to think about it, because he knew that if he dared to voice such an extravagant wish, it would quickly reach the third year students, and then the seniors would drag him into a corner and teach him a harsh lesson.

After all, facing Zhang Pianpian, who topped the academic rankings and was worth hundreds of millions, at least 80% of Bailong High School wanted to be her 'dog.'

It was a good fortune that even third-year students couldn't get their hands on, let alone someone like Chu Qiuhe, a mere first-year student.

"A great opportunity I couldn't even get in line for was snatched away by these two guys?"

At that moment, Chu Qiuhe looked at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, a hint of jealousy involuntarily appearing in his eyes.

Just then, Zhang Yu and Yu Xinghan's fight officially began, again drawing Chu Qiuhe's attention.

Yu Xinghan and Zhang Yu simultaneously walked towards each other, approaching step by step.

The next instant, with a loud bang, their arms collided forcefully.

This collision was like a signal.

As fists, palms, arms, elbows, and other body parts repeatedly clashed, one deafening sound after another erupted continuously, like thunder exploding within the training room.

In the blink of an eye, both their arms became a blur of afterimages, engaging in a fierce struggle.

Outside the training room.

Chu Qiuhe was intently watching Zhang Yu and Yu Xinghan's fight.

Suddenly, he felt two more people beside him: Bearman No. 35 and Werewolf No. 36.

Seeing Chu Qiuhe's glance, the two bravely said, "We also want to see Senior Xinghan and Senior Zhang Yu spar."

Chu Qiuhe snorted. Having already punished them earlier, he didn't stop their eagerness to learn this time.

Meanwhile, Yu Xinghan's attacks in the arena grew increasingly fierce. His figure began moving rapidly around Zhang Yu, like a furious storm, assaulting him from all directions.

In contrast, Zhang Yu stood steadily in place, appearing like a small boat in a sea storm, seemingly precarious amidst the raging torrent.

The Bearman exclaimed, "Senior Xinghan is so strong! His sheer physical power, the speed and strength he's unleashing, completely overwhelm us. Senior Zhang Yu can't hold out much longer, can he?"

"You blind fool," Chu Qiuhe scoffed. "Zhang Yu won first place in the physical competition because of his understanding of strength and mastery of force application techniques. His ability to redirect force and deflect power is exceptionally refined for a first-year student."

In Chu Qiuhe's eyes, Zhang Yu was no small boat; he was clearly a fortress cast from countless steel bars and concrete, as stable as a mountain despite the relentless bombardment from outside.

Just then, Yu Xinghan, moving at high speed, let out a long, excited shout: "Excellent, excellent! It's been a long time since I've had such a satisfying fight. You're indeed much more resilient than little Song."

"In that case, I'm going to go all out now."

Yu Xinghan looked at Zhang Yu before him as if he were an incredibly excellent target.

He thought to himself, "Normally, when facing students from my own year, I'm afraid of paying too much in compensation, so I don't dare fight with full strength. But with Zhang Yu's skill, even if I go all out, he won't be easily sent to the infirmary, right?"

Thinking this, Yu Xinghan smiled slightly, "But don't worry, as I said earlier, if I injure you, I'll directly reimburse your medical expenses..."

The same Sky Martial Heart Refining Art operated in both their eyes, causing their gazes to clash as if their respective battle intents collided in the air.

After mentioning reimbursing medical expenses, Yu Xinghan's aura suddenly changed.

The next moment, Yu Xinghan's third eye in his mind fully opened, first granting him 360-degree visual perception around his body.

Then, the tendrils extending from within the third eye suddenly tensed, instantly enhancing Yu Xinghan's ability to recruit power from every muscle, as if he had gained an extra nervous system.

Yu Xinghan's palms brought forth the sounds of a dragon's roar and an elephant's trumpeting as he fiercely struck towards Zhang Yu.

Before the palms even reached, the air was violently crushed and pushed aside, creating a suffocating sensation.

This was the Dragon-Elephant Mountain Crushing Palm, currently propelled to Level 8 by Yu Xinghan!

This palm technique, which could be driven purely by physical strength, was a martial arts method created by an elder master, a former civil engineering student, who observed elephant demons and flood dragons moving mountains and filling seas at a wilderness construction site.

The most significant feature of this palm technique was its imitation of dragon and elephant power; the palm force was incredibly fierce, like a flash flood erupting or a tsunami crashing down.

Its essence lay entirely in the application and exertion of force, emphasizing overwhelming opponents with irresistible power, unleashing full strength to shatter all defensive measures.

At this moment, with Yu Xinghan's entire body's power highly concentrated, the might of this palm strike far exceeded the first-year high school level.

Zhang Yu's expression was calm. He extended his hand to block, intending to deflect the opponent's palm force.

Amidst an incredibly dull thud, their palms had already collided violently.

With Yu Xinghan's third eye combined with the full concentration state of the Sky Martial Heart Refining Art, every movement Zhang Yu made to borrow and release force, every ripple of his muscles, was incredibly clear and profound.

Through this observation, he intended to quickly learn and imitate Zhang Yu's movements, studying his control and exertion of physical strength.

Yu Xinghan watched his palm force being transmitted downwards along Zhang Yu's muscle fibers, which were like steel rebar...

Watching Zhang Yu retreat three steps, making loud thudding sounds on the ground, as he directed the palm force downwards...

Yu Xinghan's eyes sparkled with wonder, as if he were looking at a priceless work of art.

"This kind of power control is... so beautiful."

"I must learn this from you!"

With a flash of his body, he swiftly caught up, sending another palm strike towards Zhang Yu, accompanied by the sounds of a dragon's roar and an elephant's trumpeting.

"Show me again!"

Meanwhile, also in a state of full concentration, Zhang Yu observed every slowed-down movement of Yu Xinghan, studying his every strike and technique, doing his best to neutralize his opponent's offense.

After a brief, intense struggle, Yu Xinghan felt his full concentration reaching its limit. Neither of them was at peak physical condition, and their moves were no longer perfect.

So Yu Xinghan stopped and said, "Let's rest for a bit before continuing."

"If we're not at our best, the training won't be as effective."

Yu Xinghan sat down to the side, replaying the recent fight in his mind, recalling the various techniques Zhang Yu had displayed, and striving to absorb them as nourishment for his own growth.

He thought to himself, "This Zhang Yu... is truly my best whetstone."

"Once I use different attack methods to learn all the techniques he possesses, combined with the rate of my own physical strength growth, I doubt anyone in high school will be able to surpass me in physical power."

Not far from Yu Xinghan, Zhang Yu, who had also sat down, looked at the Feather Scroll that appeared before him.

Dragon-Elephant Mountain Crushing Palm Level 0 (0/1, Physical Strength 4.96/5.0, Dao Heart Level 4/5)

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Is this the palm technique Yu Xinghan just performed?"

He casually looked it up online, then frowned, "The usage rights for this palm technique cost 200,000?"

"Damn it... if I really learn this palm technique, wouldn't I be training him, barely making any money, only to have to pay out 200,000 first?"

But recalling the domineering and fierce power of Yu Xinghan's palm strikes just now, Zhang Yu felt a stir of desire.

Especially when he considered that martial arts driven purely by physical strength represented high versatility, applicability in various aspects, and were excellent foundational techniques...

"Maybe I should learn it secretly first, without buying the usage rights? At worst, I'll just keep it hidden and not use it normally."

Zhang Yu was momentarily indecisive, but considering he hadn't yet met the cultivation requirements for this technique, he temporarily set the matter aside.

Just then, Yu Xinghan, who was nearby, opened his phone and asked, "That link I asked you to click for me last time, have you clicked it yet?"