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This kind and honest senior brother would later suffer the tragic fate of having his hands and feet crippled and being tormented in a wheelchair for decades.
For a moment, Zhang Yunyuan's feelings became somewhat complicated.
Chapter 11: "Stop here"? Not a chance!
Just when everyone thought that the sparring match between Lü Ci and Tian Jinzhong was the grand finale, Lü Shou, sitting in the main seat, turned his attention to the group at Longhu Mountain.
His gaze passed over Zhang Jingqing and Tian Jinzhong, and landed sharply on Zhang Yunyuan, who was exquisitely handsome and curiously looking around.
"Hehe, Master Zhang."
Lu Shou's smile remained warm, but the probing look in his eyes deepened.
"Your young disciple has recently gained quite a reputation in the world of supernatural beings."
He pointed at Zhang Yunyuan, then changed the subject.
"It's quite a coincidence that I have another grandson named Lü Yan, who is nine years old this year. Although he is young, he is fond of martial arts and has some brute strength."
"How about we let them have a little 'sparring' too, just as a form of childlike fun, to add some enjoyment to my birthday banquet? Let's stop here."
These words, though seemingly casual, actually concealed a sharp edge as they tested Zhang Yunyuan's true strength.
Zhang Jingqing frowned slightly, about to politely decline.
"Yeah!"
Zhang Yunyuan, however, had already clapped his hands and jumped up innocently.
"Fighting is fun!"
He looked excited, as if he had heard some incredibly good news.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Jingqing and Tian Jinzhong's expressions changed slightly, and they immediately pulled Zhang Yunyuan aside.
The two bent down and whispered their instructions with extremely serious expressions.
"Remember! Stop when you've reached your limit!"
Zhang Jingqing's voice was low and carried an unquestionable command.
"Do not use excessive force! Do you hear me?"
Tian Jinzhong hurriedly added, fearing that Zhang Yunyuan might accidentally hurt the child.
Others may not know Zhang Yunyuan's background, but they know it perfectly well.
Let alone this little Lü Yan, even Lü Ci, who just shone brightly, might not be able to gain the upper hand if Zhang Yunyuan went all out!
Their tense actions, however, appeared quite differently to Lü Shou.
He mistakenly thought that Zhang Jingqing was worried that Zhang Yunyuan was too young and might get hurt during the sparring match, and he felt that the title of "prodigy" was an overstatement.
Lu Shou laughed loudly, his laughter carrying a hint of the superiority complex unique to aristocratic families.
"Don't worry, Master Zhang!"
He waved to Zhang Jingqing.
"Yan'er knows what he's doing. Children playing around with fists and kicks won't cause any harm!"
After saying that, he turned and shouted at a sturdy little boy in the crowd.
"Yan'er, come here!"
Upon hearing the noise, a nine-year-old boy squeezed out from among the Lu family members.
He was a size bigger than his peers, with fierce and combative eyes, completely lacking the naivety of a child, and instead resembling a little leopard suppressing its excitement.
With a thought, Zhang Yunyuan noticed the system panel appearing.
Name: Lü Yan
[Supernatural Ability Level: Third-rate (Upper Level)]
[Technique: Ruyi Jin (Beginner)]
[Note: The younger generation of the Lü family are exceptionally talented and have a solid foundation.]
He is warlike by nature and easily becomes excited when facing an enemy. He often exposes weaknesses by underestimating his opponents, but his fierce attacks pose a significant threat to his peers.
Upon seeing the system's evaluation, Zhang Yunyuan understood.
At the age of nine, Lü Yan had the right to be arrogant, as he was already considered to be at the upper-middle level of a third-rate university.
An ordinary person might practice diligently their whole life and still not be able to find the Qi sensation.
Most of those who manage to enter the realm of extraordinary individuals only linger at the third-rate level throughout their lives; reaching the second-rate level is enough to be considered a skilled individual in a particular region.
This Lü Yan is only nine years old, yet he is already an upper-middle-class third-rate talent. He would be considered a core disciple and trained in any small sect.
It is almost a certainty that it will break through to the second-tier level in the future, and it is not impossible for it to even reach the first-tier level.
Lu Shou looked at his grandson, nodded in satisfaction, and emphasized again:
"Yan'er, stop here, don't hurt your brother!"
Lu Yan grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.
He certainly understood the implication in his grandfather's words.
To him, "stop when you've got a point" meant "go all out, just don't kill him."
"Got it, Grandpa!"
With a strange cry, Lü Yan charged at Zhang Yunyuan like a tiger pouncing on its prey, without even waiting for the referee to announce the start.
Although his moves were immature, they carried a fierceness that was not typical of children; his punches and kicks were swift and dense.
Moreover, he specialized in attacking the lower body, with every move aimed at Zhang Yunyuan's groin and knees, showing absolutely no sign of "sparring".
Zhang Yunyuan kept in mind his master's and senior brother's instructions: he must not use thunder magic.
In addition, with the system's built-in aura-concealing function, in the eyes of Lü Yan and the Lü family, he was just an ordinary child who was slightly agile, and his true cultivation level could not be discerned at all.
Faced with Lü Yan's relentless attacks, Zhang Yunyuan relied solely on the most basic footwork, using small, quick steps to dodge repeatedly.
He would sometimes turn to the side, sometimes crouch down, and sometimes take a light step back.
Every dodge was perfectly timed, always avoiding Lü Yan's punches and kicks with minimal effort just before they were about to reach him.
To onlookers, he appeared to be struggling, in grave danger, as if he were about to be struck at any moment, looking utterly disheveled.
In reality, he was completely at ease, and even had the leisure to observe Lü Yan's flawed boxing style.
After all, the Great Ruyi Force he now possesses is even more exquisite than the one Lu Ci used.
At this moment, the moves Lü Yan made looked like he was paralyzed from the waist down.
You can easily avoid it without even having to deliberately dodge it.
Seeing that Zhang Yunyuan was only dodging and not attacking, and was being completely suppressed, Lü Shou's smile became even wider.
He picked up his teacup and comforted Zhang Jingqing, who looked slightly nervous beside him.
"Don't worry, Master Zhang. Look how well the two children are playing."
"Nothing will happen!"
Zhang Jingqing didn't speak, but her brows furrowed even more.
Tian Jinzhong was truly anxious as he watched Lü Yan's increasingly ruthless moves in the arena.
He watched as Lü Yan launched a treacherous sweeping leg attack, intending to trip Zhang Yunyuan, but almost had his leg broken by Zhang Yunyuan. Finally, he couldn't help but blurt out.
"Patriarch Lü has misunderstood!"
His voice was quite loud, instantly attracting the attention of people at several surrounding tables.
"We...we're not worried about our junior brother getting hurt!"
Tian Jinzhong's face turned red with anxiety.
"I'm afraid my junior brother... he might accidentally hurt your grandson!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area instantly became quiet.
All the guests looked at Tian Jinzhong with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a fool.
Lu Shou was taken aback by what he heard, then found it utterly absurd. A mocking smile appeared on his face, and he was about to say something.
At this moment!
The situation on the field suddenly changed.
Zhang Yunyuan, who had been relentlessly chased and beaten, was finally enraged.
Seeing that he couldn't break through after a long attack, Lü Yan's face turned tyrannical. He even used an extremely insidious groin kick, aiming straight for Zhang Yunyuan's vitals!
Zhang Yunyuan's eyes instantly turned cold.
He suddenly stopped dodging.
That delicate, porcelain-like face instantly tightened, and her childish voice carried an undeniable authority.
"I can't take it anymore! It's so annoying!"
Before he finished speaking, the pure power within Zhang Yunyuan's body, refined by ten years of Qi and the perfected Golden Light Mantra, erupted instantly!
This power did not manifest in any golden form, but instead was completely contained within, transforming into the purest explosive force, which flowed into his limbs and bones!
He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and the hard bluestone slabs on the ground emitted a barely audible thud.
A very simple and basic lunge punch!
His little fist moved as fast as a white lightning bolt, striking first despite being behind!
It struck with perfect precision on Lü Yan's chest, which was wide open from his excessive forward thrust.
A deep, resonant sound, like the pounding of a drum, rang out clearly in the silent hall.
Lu Yan's sturdy little body seemed to have been hit head-on by an invisible cannonball.
The fierceness and smugness on his face froze instantly, turning into extreme pain and astonishment.
Before the piercing scream could even fully escape, the person's feet left the ground, and like a kite with a broken string, they were sent flying straight backward.