Chapter 119: Chapter 119: I’m Back

“Hey! Ha!”

The trainees were sweating, squeezing out every ounce of strength from their bodies. Only by reaching the limit could their power grow rapidly.

They were learning martial arts, the Fierce Bull Fist and Cloud-Stepping Leg, occasionally sparring in pairs, honing their combat skills.

Shi Lei’s gaze was firm; his legs shook as he faced the impact of his opponent’s Fierce Bull Fist time and time again. The boy, a head taller than him, had much more strength.

“Ha!”

He constantly dodged and finally took the opportunity to punch the opponent in the belly, attacking again while the big kid was in pain.

…

“Shi Lei wins!” the assistant instructor shouted.

Panting heavily, Shi Lei didn’t want to move at all; he was too tired, his whole body aching. However, he knew that assuming the posture stance now would help him recover quickly.

Struggling to stand up, he quickly got into the stance, and the circulation of energy in his body accelerated his recovery.

In just two months, his strength had increased by half, and he’d grown quite a bit taller, clearly showing significant progress in his skills.

Whenever he thought of his family’s smiles and their hopes for his future, Shi Lei was filled with energy, continuously striving in his cultivation.

“If only Instructor Wang were still here, how great that would be,” Shi Lei couldn’t help but think.

Under another instructor, He Lianshan had been given special attention. In these two months, he made great progress, his comprehension outstanding, leaving the instructors in awe.

He Lianshan, seen as a “cultivation seed,” had become envied by many, with people saying he could become a Blood Exchange cultivator and even reach the Innate Level.

For them, ordinary trainees, their future only aspired to enter the Skin Refining Realm, then Bone Refining, and with such cultivation, secure a good job was already their dream.

“What’s the use of envying others? Shi Lei, you should only compare with yourself. Aren’t you doing well now?” Shi Lei encouraged himself.

At the entrance, a figure appeared. Wang Xuan walked over slowly, looking at the familiar scene and suddenly feeling a sense of separation, yet also fondness.

He had stayed here for three or four years, always as a sparring partner, just like those young people practicing with the trainees.

During those years, he really needed to look up to most people in the Martial Arts Hall, worried because his Muscle Training Realm hadn’t advanced in ages, often needing to be cautious of Zhao Huang Liu Gang and others’ harassment.

It wasn’t until half a year ago that he rose, and he came to the Martial Arts Hall less and less. In a few days, he would head to Immortal Martial Mountain to become a disciple of the Mountain Gate.

The small newly developed Martial Arts Hall was no longer suitable for him. As things group together, and people sort themselves into groups, he needed more challenges and trials to seek stronger opportunities for rapid growth.

Looking around, he found that the group of trainees he once led had been assigned a new instructor. Well, it wouldn’t be reasonable for the trainees to go two months without guidance.

The instructor wasn’t too old, appearing in his thirties or forties, guiding the trainees in their training professionally, with no apparent flaws to pick.

“Instructor Mao, how are these kids?” Wang Xuan asked as he walked closer.

Instructor Mao, slightly surprised to see Wang Xuan, didn’t expect him to return. With a cheerful smile, he said, “Their foundation is good, especially their Pile Technique. Their Stance Stance efficiency is half again that of the same batch of trainees.

Teaching them these past two months hasn’t been stressful, thanks to their quick recovery through the Stance Stance.”

“That’s good to hear.” Wang Xuan nodded. “This batch of trainees was initially under my guidance, but I had to leave due to some matters. Sorry for the trouble, and I hope you can look after them, Instructor Mao.”

After some pleasantries, the trainees gathered around. Wang Xuan had bought quite a bit of snacks when he arrived, distributing them among the trainees.

“Take a break for a bit.”

Chatting with these kids, Wang Xuan didn’t feel like he was wasting time. Inner Strength could circulate at any time, constantly expanding the meridians like chopping and chiseling to carve out a broad and solid path.

His Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield Inner Strength in this aspect was very dominant, akin to a Divine Elephant stomping, with excellent Meridian Opening effects, though quite painful. Fortunately, the Life Generating Technique gave him extraordinary recovery ability, repairing any minute damage, elevating the efficacy of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield further.

“You’ve all made great progress, especially Shi Lei needs to be commended. His tendons and muscles have stretched so much; it looks like in another two years, he’ll grow into a tall and robust man.”

Wang Xuan’s praise excited Shi Lei greatly, his face flushed. For him, Wang Xuan’s commendation was the highest affirmation.

“I won’t let the instructor down!” shouted the eleven or twelve-year-old Shi Lei.

Catching a glimpse of He Lianshan unintentionally, Wang Xuan saw the boy still at a distance, occasionally glancing at him, looking a bit arrogant.

This amused him, realizing that He Lianshan was really just a kid.

…

“I want to pick a hundred roses, the Starscape of the Purple Crystal Domain. Could you please trim them and tie them into a bouquet?”

Conversing with the florist, Wang Xuan soon left with a bouquet of roses in hand, the Starscape roses glistening brilliantly in the sunlight like encrusted with tiny diamonds.

Under the moonlight, such roses would be even more beautiful.

The bustling urban scene, with its fast-paced rhythm, left no room for halting steps to enjoy leisurely moments.

However, Wang Xuan now indeed had the leisure for such. He was almost carefree, as lighthearted as a dandelion carried by the breeze, no worries or fears in his heart.

This year, he was twenty-four, soon to be twenty-five, not exactly young anymore.

“Woof woof woof!”

Behind him, a small lone dog barked, sprinting along the sidewalk. Its grayish-white form moved quite swiftly, evidently a little husky.

“Slow down!”

A young girl lifted her pink and white dress as she ran, somewhat restrained by it, yet healthy and fast-paced.

Standing at about one meter fifty-something, she was graceful and slim, with fair and tender skin like beautiful jade, her hair reaching her waist, flowing with the breeze, a blush gracing her face as she slightly panted.

The little husky darted past Wang Xuan, stirring a breeze, but then stopped, turned around, and dashed toward him, sniffing him left and right.

“Grown so big and not beaten to death yet? A house-wrecking little husky, seems you have a mighty life,” Wang Xuan said as he moved the rose bouquet aside to glance at the husky.

“Woof woof woof!” the little husky barked.

“You want to ruin my flowers? I still want to eat dog meat,” Wang Xuan chuckled, knowing well what the puppy was getting at.

Behind him, Su Xiaowei caught up, lightly panting, “Xiaoha, don’t run so fast.”

The leash-less husky, if not for her excellent stamina, might have really been lost. Next time, she would definitely need to use a dog leash.

Squatting down to pat the dog’s head, Su Xiaowei tugged at its ears, “Still running? Hmm? Oh?”

Tilting her head back, she suddenly saw Wang Xuan’s face and, with a delighted cry, jumped up and hugged him, exclaiming, “Uncle Wang, you’re back!”

She really hadn’t seen Uncle Wang for a long, long time and truly missed this uncle who was so good to her.

“Yes, I’m back,” Wang Xuan said as he patted her little head, noticing she had grown a bit; he had only been away for two months.

As they walked down the street, Su Xiaowei was in a great mood, almost rejoicing and fluttering like a fairy among flowers.

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