Gao Wu: A centenarian old man, many children and good fortune! Chapter 093

After accepting Lin Yue and Chen Siyu, two Grade- 7 genius warriors, as his “apprentices,” Xiao Yan didn’t show any favoritism. He maintained his previous rhythm, using the gaps in his military duties and the nighttime hours to take turns visiting their respective villas for “martial arts discussions.”

Facing Lin Yue, Xiao Yan continued his previous guidance method. After helping Lin Yue thoroughly consolidate the layered force and sustained power generation techniques of the “疊浪掌” (疊浪掌, Stacking Waves Palm), he began to try and guide her to touch upon a higher level of martial arts intent.

“From Grade 7 to Grade 8, it’s not just about the accumulation of true essence, but also about the comprehension of ‘momentum’ (勢, ‘shi’).” In the training room, Xiao Yan watched Lin Yue repeatedly practice her palm techniques, trying to push her strength to a higher peak but constantly feeling a lack of sustained power. He slowly said, “You’ve only grasped the form of the ‘Wave Momentum’ in ‘疊浪掌’, but not its spirit. True waves are not just about ferocity; they also have their inherent rhythm and trajectory. What you need to feel is not just the superposition of power, but also the rhythm of energy flow and the resonance with the homologous power between heaven and earth.”

He tried to explain deeper energy circulation methods to Lin Yue, combining his understanding of “皇級太極功” (皇級太極功, Emperor-tier Tai Chi Art) with the characteristics of “疊浪掌”, guiding her to sense the energy fluctuations in the world and try to integrate her own true essence with them.

Lin Yue listened extremely carefully and tried her best. She could feel that the realm Xiao Yan described was incredibly profound, seemingly the correct direction for her breakthrough. However, the bottleneck that had troubled her for many years couldn’t be broken overnight. She could understand the meaning of Xiao Yan’s words and feel that deeper energy flow, but no matter how hard she tried, she could never perfectly integrate her true essence with it. It was as if there was always an invisible membrane separating them; she could see it but couldn’t touch it.

After several attempts, although Lin Yue felt her understanding of palm techniques had deepened by another layer, a true breakthrough still seemed far off. She knew herself that such a breakthrough in realm required more opportunity and sudden enlightenment, and couldn’t be forced.

Seeing a hint of disappointment flash in Lin Yue’s eyes, Xiao Yan didn’t force her. He knew that martial arts breakthroughs, especially for high-grade warriors assaulting higher realms, were inherently extremely difficult and wouldn’t succeed with just one or two sessions of guidance. He merely told her to contemplate well, not to be impatient, to practice diligently, and to wait for the opportune moment.

After a session of “discussion,” although Lin Yue felt greatly enlightened and her admiration for Xiao Yan deepened, the system prompt did not sound.

Turning to Chen Siyu’s villa, this twenty-five-year-old Grade- 7 genius gave Xiao Yan a completely different feeling from Lin Yue.

If Lin Yue was steady, with deep foundations but slightly mechanical, then Chen Siyu was full of agility and… an untamed wildness that had not yet been fully sculpted.

She cultivated a modified version of the “風雷槍法” (風雷槍法, Wind Thunder Spear Art) from a collateral branch of the Chen family. Her spear strikes were as swift as wind and as powerful as thunder. Coupled with her exceptionally good physical coordination and explosive power, its might was quite impressive. However, her problems were equally obvious—she pursued speed and explosive power too much, leading to immense consumption of true essence, lack of sustained power, and slightly monotonous move variations, making her vulnerable to experienced opponents.

“Your talent is indeed excellent,” Xiao Yan directly commented in the training room after watching Chen Siyu finish a set of lightning-fast, shadow-heavy spear techniques. “Your speed, strength, and explosive power far surpass those of your peers. But…”

He changed his tone: “Your spear only has ‘speed’ and ‘fierceness,’ but lacks ‘steadiness’ and ‘variation.’ It’s like a cheetah with only instantaneous explosive power, but lacking the endurance for continuous running and the wisdom for circuitous hunting.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Siyu didn’t humbly accept it like Lin Yue did. Instead, she slightly raised her chin, a hint of a genius’s arrogance flashing in her eyes: “Sir, this junior believes that in martial arts combat, only speed is unbreakable, only strength is unbreakable! As long as my spear is fast enough and fierce enough to defeat the enemy before they can react, why do I need those superfluous variations and cautiousness?”

Xiao Yan looked at the youthful confidence in her eyes, not getting angry, but instead smiling faintly: “Is that so? Then why don’t you… try attacking me?”

“Sir, excuse me!” A flash of fighting intent appeared in Chen Siyu’s eyes, and she no longer hesitated! She let out a soft cry, and the long spear in her hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, instantly transforming into a myriad of spear shadows, accompanied by piercing sounds of air being torn, enveloping Xiao Yan like a torrential storm! Every spear strike condensed her peak Grade- 7 true essence, and its speed was extreme. Ordinary warriors of the same rank would probably struggle to even catch her spear shadows!

However, facing this tempestuous assault, Xiao Yan didn’t even draw his Mountain-Shaking Blade.

He merely stood in place, his feet seemingly casually shifting half a step, his body subtly swaying at an extremely small angle.

Then, an incredible scene unfolded!

Chen Siyu’s lightning-fast, impenetrable myriad spear shadows… not a single one managed to truly hit Xiao Yan! Every spear strike seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, or easily evaded by Xiao Yan with a hair’s breadth difference and incredibly strange footwork!

He was like a reef in a raging storm, remaining motionless no matter how violent the spear shadows became!

Just over ten seconds later, Chen Siyu’s spear momentum gradually slowed down due to the rapid consumption of true essence, revealing a flaw.

Xiao Yan seized the opportunity and no longer dodged, merely extending two fingers casually.

Snap!

A soft sound!

His two seemingly ordinary fingers, however, were like iron pincers, accurately and effortlessly clamping the tip of Chen Siyu’s rapidly thrusting spear!

Buzz—!

Chen Siyu felt an overwhelming, terrifying force surge from the spear tip, instantly spreading throughout her body along the shaft! Her arms gripping the spear suddenly went numb, her tiger’s mouth trembled violently, and the long spear in her hand almost flew out! Her entire body was jolted back several steps by this force before she barely managed to stabilize herself, her face flushing red!

“This…” Chen Siyu looked at Xiao Yan, who had effortlessly clamped her full-power attack with his bare hands, her eyes filled with disbelief and shock! Her proud speed and strength, in front of him, were actually… so vulnerable?!

“Did you see clearly?” Xiao Yan released his fingers, his voice calm. “Your speed, in my eyes, is riddled with flaws. Your fierceness, before me, is like child’s play. True power is not just about speed and strength; it lies in grasping opportunities, controlling power, and… a clear understanding of the advantages and disadvantages of both sides.”

He didn’t directly negate Chen Siyu’s path but guided her to think: “Speed is your advantage, and so is explosive power. But how do you convert an advantage into a winning position? How do you maintain control of the battle after an outburst? How do you find that most stable and efficient balance point between speed and fierceness? This is the direction you need to consider and refine.”

Xiao Yan didn’t directly correct her moves like he did with Lin Yue. Instead, he posed higher-level questions, guiding her to find the answers herself. He knew that for a genius like Chen Siyu, mere indoctrination wouldn’t be very effective; stimulating her own thinking and comprehension was the best approach.

Chen Siyu stood in place, gripping her slightly trembling long spear, her head lowered, deep in thought. Xiao Yan’s words were like a heavy hammer, shattering the pride in her heart and pointing her towards a completely new direction.

This night’s “guidance” was more about the clash of ideas and the pointing of direction. Xiao Yan didn’t interfere much with Chen Siyu’s specific cultivation; he merely offered occasional pointers when she was confused, or used the absolute disparity in strength to make her more intuitively aware of her shortcomings.

When Xiao Yan left, Chen Siyu was still standing in the center of the training room, her brows tightly furrowed, seemingly digesting the immense amount of information and impact from that night.

Naturally, the system prompt did not sound.

It seemed that truly making these proud genius girls “submit” would require more time and… deeper “communication.”