Chapter Thirteen: Copying Martial Skills

  Su Han's gaze condensed, just as he was about to counterattack, the mysterious symbol in the depths of his right eye suddenly appeared.

  At the moment when the mysterious runes suddenly appeared, Zeng Wu's speed, which was originally as swift as a hungry wolf, seemed to slow down in Su Han's eyes. At the same time, Su Han's right eye seemed to be able to see through, clearly seeing the trajectory of the internal force flowing inside Zeng Wu's body.

  "What is this?"

  Su Han's heart slightly stirred, his feet stepped into the Three Yang Steps, lightly swaying, and instantly easily dodged Zeng Wu's fatal blow.

  Zeng Wu made a sudden change in his move, his palms flying out in a flurry of movements, bringing with them waves of pungent wind that enveloped Su Han.

  Su Han's feet trod the Three Yang Steps, as if a small boat drifting in the waves, extremely dangerous and unpredictable, shuttling through Zeng Wu's palm shadow. The mysterious symbol in his right eye flickered vaguely, actually reflecting Zeng Wu's Red Sand Palm technique and internal energy circulation, imprinting them on his mind. The moves and operating principles of the Red Sand Palm, a second-grade martial skill, were all quickly analyzed and restored by him.

  Su Han gazed at Zeng Wu's internal force circulation method, and a surge of excitement burst forth in his heart: "It's too unbelievable, he actually even saw through the circulation method of the Red Sand Palm!"

  A set of martial arts is divided into two major parts: the moves and the inner workings. The moves are easy to steal, but if one doesn't receive instruction on the inner workings, no matter how much they watch or try to learn through theft, they can only grasp the surface level of a martial art. Now, Su Han can actually see through Zeng Wu's internal energy circulation method, which means that as long as he can finish watching a set of Red Sand Palms, he can easily steal it. This ability is simply against the heavens.

  One after another, dozens of moves didn't even touch Su Han's clothes, Zeng Wu was furious and couldn't help but roar: "Su Han, you trash, can you only escape like a mouse?"

  "Red Sand Palm? A mere second-rate martial skill, nothing but trash. Open your dog eyes wide and take a good look, that's what real martial skills are."

  Su Han's face was cold and smiling, he didn't retreat but instead took a step forward, his palms flipped over and fiercely pressed towards Zeng Wu. As the internal energy surged, threads of red light burst forth, a scorching hot air current spreading out from his palms.

  "The realm of minor completion of the Three Yang Hand!"

  "He actually cultivated the Three Yang Palm to the level of minor completion, is Su Han that formidable?"

  “……”

  The young men and women in the pavilion looked at Su Han's hands bursting with a faint red glow, and everyone's face suddenly changed. To cultivate a martial skill to the level of small accomplishment, it usually takes at least seven or eight years. Zeng Wu was already 23 or 24 years old and had cultivated a martial skill to the level of small accomplishment, which was not easy. Su Han was only 15 or 16 years old and had actually cultivated the third-grade martial skill "Three Yang Palm" to the level of small accomplishment, which was simply unbelievable.

  Bang!

  With a loud crash, Zeng Wu was immediately blown away for dozens of meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He retreated several steps in a row, and his right palm was also burned by the strong heat of the Three Yang Palm, forming blisters one after another.

  Red Sand Palm is only a second-rate martial skill, its power originally far inferior to the Su family's Three Yang Palms. Moreover, although Su Han was only using his Qi Condensation stage cultivation to drive the Three Yang Palms, his internal energy was much more robust than Zeng Wu's. Naturally, Zeng Wu was no match for him.

  "That's amazing."

  "This guy is so awesome!"

  “……”

  As Su Han's palm struck Zeng Wu, the young men and women in the pavilion were shocked, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

  "You think you can break my bones with this dead dog? Or should I break your bones instead?"

  Su Han's momentum was unstoppable, his eyes flashing with cold light. With a single step, he employed the family's Three Yang Steps, accompanied by a piercing gust of wind, and charged towards Zeng Wu. Palm after palm, he unleashed a scorching blast of air directly at Zeng Wu.

  Looking at Su Han who was approaching him, Zeng Wu's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, and he now understood that he was no match for Su Han.

  "Sū Hán, stop!!"

  Just then, a tender voice came from within the pavilion. It was Gu Xiang, the host of the Western Garden Tea Party.

  Su Han seemed to have not heard, rushed forward one step first, a palm opened up Zeng Wu's defense, and took advantage of the momentum to heavily print a palm on Zeng Wu's chest.

  Crack!

  Accompanied by a cruel cracking sound, Zeng Wu immediately flew out like a defeated rag for tens of meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as gold paper, weakly collapsing to the ground.

  Her ancient face sank, her voice icy as she questioned, "Su Han, I've already told you to stop, why didn't you? This isn't the Su household, you've injured two of my guests in a row, do you still have any regard for me, your host?"

  Although Gu Xiang didn't have a special liking for the two Zeng brothers, since they were injured at her place, if she didn't show up, it would be somewhat unjustifiable.

  "How ridiculous, when the two little rascals of the Zeng family were fighting, why didn't you speak up to stop them? Were you not the master here at that time? Bullying the kind and fearing the evil, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. This Western-style tea party is meaningless, wasting one more second is a waste of time. Goodbye." Su Han gave Gu Xiang a cold glance, turned around and walked out in big strides.

  Before, Gu Xiang didn't stop Zeng Tie from scolding Su Han because she didn't want to offend the promising Zeng brothers due to this useless person Su Han. Now, she also stopped Su Han from speaking out because it's not good to explain to the Zeng family. This made Su Han have no good feelings towards her at all. Moreover, after narrowly escaping from the Ghost Gate, Su Han had changed a lot. In the past, he was very interested in activities like Western-style tea parties, but now he has lost interest.

  "Goodbye!" Xu Tian took a reluctant glance at Gu Xiang, then turned around and chased after Su Han with large strides.

  The young men and women in the pavilion did not stop Su Han either. The Su family was still one of the three major forces in Xiyuan Town at this time, and there were only a few who could be Su Han's opponents, so they naturally didn't want to come forward and humiliate themselves.

  Gu Xiang watched as Su Han and Xu Tian walked away, her pretty face icy cold, gritting her teeth, not a hint of elegance or refinement left in her as she slammed her palm on the table: "Despicable bastards!!"

  A young man in a blue brocade robe smiled lightly and said, "Miss Gu Xiang, there's no need to get angry. The Su family has offended both the Yong Sheng Hou and the Zhao family; they won't be able to stir up trouble for many days."

  Another youth said with a hint of jealousy, "That's right. No matter how formidable Su Han is, his cultivation is only at the Fourth-Order Condensed Gas Realm of the Postnatal stage, he can't amount to much."

  "Guxiang was a bit out of sorts." Guxiang quickly recovered and patted her hands lightly.

  Two maidservants immediately walked out from one side: "Miss!"

  "Take the two young masters of the Zeng family away and treat them well."

  The two maidservants responded in unison, then lifted up the two Zeng brothers and took them away: "Yes! Young Mistress!"

  After the Zeng brothers were carried away, the Western-style tea party resumed as if nothing had happened, but their hearts were extremely uneasy.

  Su Han saw Xu Tian chasing out and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "How did you come out? This Western-style tea party, weren't you looking forward to it for a long time?"

  Xu Tian had been looking forward to this Western-style tea party for a long time, as he was very fond of Gu Xiang, but they hardly had any chance to meet.

  "Never mind, you go. It's meaningless for me to be there alone." Xu Tian shrugged and then revealed a sincere smile: "And as brothers, we have to support each other no matter what."

  Su Han's heart warmed slightly. As a member of the Su family, he had many friends by his side before the accident. However, after the disaster struck, those so-called friends left one after another, leaving only Xu Tian still standing by his side, which made him see clearly who were his true friends.

  Xu Tiandao: "Where are we going now?"

  Su Han thought of that powerful Wood Emperor Seal, and a thread of heat surged in his heart. He suggested: "Let's go take a look at the market over there."

  Xu Tiandao: "Good!"

  Su Han and Xu Tian arrived at the market. This time, however, Su Han didn't gain anything particularly special, but he had mentally prepared himself for this and wasn't too disappointed.