Chapter 67 Mutual Progress
When Su Ming discovered that Su Han didn't dodge or evade, he was shocked in his heart and wanted to withdraw his attack but it was already too late, a worried expression appeared on his face.
Boom
Su Ming's palm strike landed on the earthen wall conjured by Su Han in front of his chest, and he had thought that this fragile earthen wall would shatter instantly under his attack, but unexpectedly it withstood his palm strike.
Seeing his attack ineffective, Su Ming hastily retreated and pulled away from Su Han. However, at this moment, Su Han took two light steps forward and directly punched Su Ming's left shoulder, and at the same time, another punch hit Su Ming's left shoulder, causing Su Ming's arms to temporarily lose their combat effectiveness.
Su Ming, who had been hit by two consecutive punches, took advantage of the forward and backward momentum to quickly pull away from Su Han. When Su Han attacked again, Su Ming stepped on the Cloud Tracing Shadow, his body constantly dodging, not allowing Su Han to attack him again.
Both arms lost their combat effectiveness, and Su Ming was unable to attack for a while, relying solely on his speed to dodge continuously. However, it wasn't long before Su Han grasped the subtleties of his footsteps, and several attacks barely missed him, leaving him shocked in his heart - could it be that I'm so far behind a congenital Great Circle cultivator?
"You can't escape now, take another punch from me." As soon as Su Han caught up with Su Ming's pace, a fist locked onto Su Ming's breath, mixed with a fierce and powerful aura, and came crashing towards him.
At this time, Su Ming gritted his teeth and when he was sure that his right hand could launch an attack, he used the Tianfeng Fist, a blow containing ice and metal properties, which collided head-on with Su Han's fist.
Su Ming and Su Han both retreated several steps at the same time, this punch was evenly matched, neither of them could gain the upper hand.
Although on the surface it seems that the two men's strength is evenly matched, in reality Su Han's strength far surpasses Su Ming's, because Su Ming used the Earth Spirit Technique, while Su Han only used a punch with attribute power and didn't use any martial techniques.
At this time, Su Ming already knew that he couldn't win this match. The strongest punch couldn't defeat Su Han, which meant there was still a certain gap between him and Su Han.
"Where did you learn this punch from?" Su Han looked at Su Ming with a surprised expression, the previous punch had shocked him greatly. To know that his innate attribute's punch was generally something that even a First Class Warrior couldn't withstand, but Su Ming had actually countered it with an equally powerful punch, leaving him in shock.
"Dad, this punch is something I came up with myself, based on the properties of ice. How's it? Not bad, right?" Su Ming asked with a silly grin, asking Su Han.
"Is it really your own creation?" Su Han asked somewhat disbelievingly, he felt that Su Ming's previous punch had already reached the level of a low-grade Di Ming technique, to think that such a powerful martial skill could only be created by those with great abilities, if Su Ming was able to create such a formidable technique, his future achievements would be unimaginable.
A martial artist who can create martial skills is admired no less than an alchemist, and even more so.
"It's not that I created it myself, but rather that I stumbled upon it. Once when I was training in the wilderness forest, I encountered a black bear and exchanged blows with it. From its attacks, I gained some insight into certain techniques. This battle lasted for a whole day, during which I constantly experimented and explored, eventually leading to my discovery of this fist technique. As it happened, I was using ice attributes when I unleashed this fist, and miraculously, it produced a resonance that increased the attack power. It was precisely because of this reason that I defeated the black bear."
Su Ming saw Su Han was distrustful and had no choice but to fabricate some lies.
"It turns out that's how it is. It seems you little devil really have a great talent." Su Han smiled, at this time he had already seen the hope of the rise of the Su clan.
"Dad, you didn't try your best, did you?" Su Ming said, voicing out his thoughts.
"That punch just now was already my strongest one, I won't hold back on any punching technique." Su Han said with a sigh of relief.
"What a pity, this set of fist techniques is ice-attribute, otherwise I could have taught you." Su Ming had a regretful look, and already had some ideas in his mind. He turned back to ask the little spirit if the martial skills he acquired couldn't be passed on to others.
"I think it's not good to rely too much on martial skills in a fight, only having strong personal strength is truly reliable. Just like you earlier, you clearly had the power to resist me, but I was able to overpower you and beat you down. If it wasn't for your strange footwork, I reckon you would have lost even sooner. Don't you think?"
Su Ming nodded in agreement, and as for Su Han, he expressed his approval. Just now, Su Han was able to suppress him because his attacks were precise and targeted at the right spots. If it were someone else, they would have lost by now. It's just that Su Ming has a strong recovery ability and possesses Cloud Trace Phantom, so he could hold on until the end.
"Your talent is high, but experience is still lacking. With only a few days left, I'll pass on some of my combat experience to you first, hoping to improve your strength somewhat, so that when the time comes, you'll have an extra grasp." Su Han's serious expression made it impossible for Su Ming to refuse.
In the following days, Su Han had time to pull Su Ming to practice together. Since Su Han had already mastered Su Ming's clever footwork, Su Ming was always suppressed by Su Han and beaten, and Su Han's strength was much stronger than Su Ming's, so Su Ming was beaten badly every time, but he resolutely refused to use the Tian Shuang Fist.
Although he was beaten up every day, Su Ming learned a lot of combat skills from Su Han, and his fighting power continued to increase. Su Han also learned the steps of Yun Zong's shadow from Su Ming, and his own combat power increased greatly. The father and son duo made progress together.
These days, Su Ming thought that Tang Xinyi would look for him, but unexpectedly his guess was wrong. He had previously thought that among the ten places, one must be his own, because he planned to accept Tang Xinyi's invitation and join the Western City Palace. With his qualifications, he would definitely be a member of the Ling Temple, so he wouldn't have to participate in any death groups. However, his idea was shattered by reality.
On the fifth day, Zhou Changlao sent someone to inform Su Han and his son to go to the Western City's Wu Zhe Training Camp. At that time, they were in the midst of a battle on the battlefield, so the person who came to notify them was unable to tell them the news. By the time they found out, it was already more than an hour too late, which means Su Ming had already gained the strength not to use martial skills and fight against Su Han.
The two of them hastily arrived at the Warrior Training Camp, and when they saw more than 400 warriors waiting for them, a hint of awkward smile appeared on their faces.
"You two have finally arrived, it's been a long wait." said Zhou Changlao with some displeasure.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm really sorry. My son and I were just practicing on the platform earlier and we got too caught up in it, so we didn't notice your arrival. We made you wait for a long time, and I'm truly sorry." Su Han explained hastily.
"Considering your eagerness for battle, let's just forget about it. You may take your positions in the formation." Elder Zhou nodded slightly, his decision not to pursue the matter left over 400 warriors somewhat dissatisfied, but no one dared to oppose him, as he represented the Western City Garrison.
