"Hmph! You know what's good for you!"
Seeing Qin Yang agree, Luo Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid the little fatty would refuse.
Although she was a bit of a spoiled brat, she was someone who distinguished between kindness and enmity. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come all the way here to stand up for him.
"Let's go. I'll spar with you and see what your true strength is to be so arrogant."
After speaking, Luo Qianyu leaped down.
Qin Yang shook his head, put down the wooden box, and casually took out two daggers, handing them over.
"I'm used to short weapons."
"Alright!"
Chu Chen nodded, took the two daggers, and weighed them in his hands.
Both daggers were extraordinary, one long and one short, both emitting a deep, cold metallic glint.
"These are two Yellow-tier spirit weapons. What are you going to fight me with?" Luo Qianyu was full of confidence.
She was extremely confident in her cultivation talent, even if her aptitude was a bit lacking.
But with her father's connections and her own efforts, she would succeed sooner or later.
Yet this kid in front of her, a bumpkin, actually wanted to compete with her for the martial arts assessment?
Dream on!
"Heh heh, then I'll let you see my true strength!"
Qin Yang gently shook his head, his expression calm.
He indeed hadn't cultivated any techniques.
However, his physique was incredibly strong, capable of killing a black bear with a single punch.
Moreover, he had recently practiced the body tempering chapter, making his muscles, bones, and skin comparable to refined steel.
With the power of the Dragon-Elephant, a single punch could not be withstood even by an elephant.
"You're courting death."
Seeing that Qin Yang hadn't drawn his sword, Luo Qianyu was furious. She let out a sharp cry and used her movement technique to charge forward.
She held a dagger in each hand, like a viper flicking its tongue, drawing two strange trajectories.
They lunged towards Qin Yang's throat with ghost-like speed.
Clang! Clang!
The daggers hit Qin Yang's skin, immediately sending sparks flying. They couldn't break through his defenses at all.
"Ah!"
Chu Chen was startled by this and couldn't help but exclaim, "Be careful! This guy is invulnerable!"
Qin Yang frowned, looking at the young girl in front of him. For some reason, he felt like he had seen her before.
He reached out with a beckoning gesture, and the two daggers flew back.
At the same time, he tensed his right leg and kicked towards Luo Qianyu's abdomen with a speed even faster than before.
"Not bad!"
Luo Qianyu was surprised. She had just launched a full-strength sneak attack and hadn't gained any advantage.
Her eyes darted around, and she suddenly tapped her toes lightly, her body dodging Qin Yang's attack with the grace of a startled swan.
At the same time, she swung her left arm, turning her palm into a claw and grabbing towards Qin Yang's shoulder. Her other hand naturally reached for his waist.
Qin Yang's brows furrowed slightly. He had a vague guess.
Before she could succeed, he sidestepped half a step, raised his hand, and clasped Luo Qianyu's tender, fair wrist, then gave a slight pull.
Luo Qianyu's body immediately lost its balance, and she stumbled into his arms.
"You..." Luo Qianyu's face turned red, and she angrily hissed, raising her hand to strike Qin Yang's neck.
Qin Yang was quick. He directly pinched her slender, snow-white neck.
He easily blocked her attack, then flicked his wrist, sending Luo Qianyu's delicate body soaring into the air, only to be slammed back to the ground by him.
"You lost," Qin Yang said indifferently.
"I..."
Before Chu Chen could finish speaking, Luo Qianyu got up from the ground, gritted her teeth, and said, "Again!"
"Still not convinced?" Qin Yang narrowed his eyes.
He had only intended to test things out, but he discovered that the strength of this body was indeed extraordinary.
Even without circulating any techniques, his physical strength alone far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Moreover, the endurance and resilience of this body were many times stronger than that of ordinary people.
Luo Qianyu's attacks became increasingly fierce, each move aimed at a fatal spot.
Qin Yang stood still, only defending and not attacking. Whenever Luo Qianyu approached,
He would raise his hand, grab her wrist, and effortlessly toss her out of the courtyard, throwing her outside the gate, leaving her disoriented.
"Again!"
"No more! You're cheating!"
"How am I cheating?"
"You... you clearly didn't use your true essence..."
Qin Yang pouted, too lazy to argue with her, as anything he said would be considered a quibble. So, silence was golden.
Finally, Luo Qianyu collapsed from exhaustion.
She lay on the ground, panting, her chest heaving violently, clearly having expended a great deal of energy.
Furthermore, Qin Yang discovered that his physical strength had reached twenty thousand jin!
According to the system's evaluation, this level of strength was equivalent to the third level of body tempering.
"As expected of a martial artist from the inherited memories!" Qin Yang touched his nose.
Chu Chen saying he had innate divine strength wasn't false.
In his previous life, he was the famous King of Wei at the end of the Warring States period in China.
That year, Great Qin was at war with the Xiongnu. King Wei led his army and broke the enemy with one hundred thousand cavalry.
He beheaded over three thousand Xiongnu, achieving great military merit and intimidating the feudal lords.
And he left a brilliant mark on the list of military achievements.
When he was studying in the capital back then, his academic performance was abysmal.
Apart from reading and writing, he understood nothing, yet he was very fond of studying ancient texts and classics.
Consequently, he was historically known by the peculiar title of "illiterate."
However, after transmigrating, Qin Yang was fortunate that he chose martial arts cultivation, which changed his life.
"You despicable scoundrel, you ambushed me!"
Luo Qianyu glared at Qin Yang, a look of shame and anger appearing on her beautiful face.
She had never encountered such a troublesome opponent as Qin Yang.
Not only was his strength terrifyingly immense, but his speed was also astonishing.
She couldn't even touch the corner of Qin Yang's clothes, only enduring repeated beatings.
"How did I ambush you? Weren't we sparring?"
Qin Yang said righteously, adopting the attitude of a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
"You scoundrel!" Luo Qianyu cursed.
"Who are you calling that?!" Qin Yang sneered.
Chu Chen covered his forehead and secretly shook his head.
"It's not heroic to bully a girl like you. If you can defeat me, I'll be your wife!" Luo Qianyu said with a grumble.
"Uh..." Qin Yang was stunned, looking at her with a strange expression: "This offer seems quite tempting."
Hearing this, a smug smile appeared on Luo Qianyu's lips.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, hurried horse hooves were heard from outside the courtyard wall.
Then, a man's shout followed: "Miss, it's not good, something big has happened!"
"Get in here!" Luo Qianyu's eyebrows shot up.
She was just about to capture Qin Yang when she was interrupted. She was so angry she wished she could whip him.
A moment later, a maidservant, about fifteen or sixteen years old, rushed in in a panic, knelt on the ground, trembling, her whole body shaking.
"Miss, Madam asks you to immediately go to the main house. Master is back and says you left your post without permission and violated family rules. You must be severely punished."
"Damn it, what nonsense are you spouting!" Luo Qianyu's face turned ashen, and she glared fiercely at the maidservant.
"Miss... your servant wouldn't dare..." The little maidservant's face turned pale with fear, and she quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.