Chapter 7: The Mighty Horse Stance of the Perfect Realm

  "Oh! I thought it was someone else, but it's actually the great genius of the Ning family, Young Master Ning Chong! Young Master Ning Chong, what guidance do you have for me? Are you seeking some Dan medicine or other auxiliary cultivation aids? Hehe!"

  Wang Heizi's tone was sharp and sour, his face full of disdain, he slowly raised his hands in a gesture that was originally a polite movement, but his eyes looked up at the sky, making it full of contempt.

  "Wang Heizi, you have a big dog's gall! Originally, I was a humble dog slave in the Ning family, but repeatedly deducted the master's monthly silver, filling your own pockets, with a big and unscrupulous mind! The old servant in our courtyard came to reason with you, but was beaten by you until injured! Wang Heizi, are you so bold as to think that the Ning family's accounting room is your own backyard?"

  Suddenly a loud voice like thunder shook the air, deafening and earth-shaking. The atmosphere was tense and stern, and Wang Heizi was startled so much that his face lost its color.

  Ning Jing, who was standing aside, also got a fright and was quite surprised that the rumored useless brother actually had such guts and sharp tongue.

  "According to the family rules, if a house slave is found to be deceitful and corrupt, stealing from the family and filling their own pockets, they shall have both hands broken and be expelled from the family estate! Wang Heizi, do you know your crime? Or are you treating the Ning family's rules as a joke, wanting to turn things around and become the master?"

  Wang Heizi's cold sweat grew thicker as he listened, and his anger intensified - this waste's vicious heart! Actually wanting to cut off his own hands and expel himself from the mansion!

  Next to him stood a quiet and elegant young lady, if this crime is true, it would be terrible! Wang Heizi's mind was racing, his heart was furious, he burst into anger and shouted: "A lowly and despicable waste, not even as good as a dog, dares to consider himself the master? Let me tell you, my master is a genius like Miss Ningjing, it's the masters and mistresses of the Ning mansion, not a lowly waste like you who was born by his mother but raised by no father!"

  "Hmph, Ning Chong, I think you're being driven mad by your own inferior martial arts talent, and that's why you've come here to spout nonsense! Fine, considering you're also a member of the Ning family, I'll help you out. Let me tie you up so you don't hurt yourself in your frenzy!"

  With a snort, Wang Heizi directly jumped forward and punched towards Ning Chong. He had already made up his mind that teaching this kind of trash like Ning Chong a lesson was enough, just using his fists to stuff the trash's words back into his belly would do, who would care about Ning Chong's life or death!

  Ning Chong didn't expect that this dog slave would dare to utter such vicious words, and even take action against himself. This is beyond the description of "dog's gallbladder"! He couldn't help but get angrier, not giving him a chance to react, he took a horse stance, opening up his arms in a fighting posture.

  Wang Heizi, although a slave, only knew some basic fist methods, but he was at the peak of Wudang's first-class martial artist, while Ning Chong hadn't even touched the edge of Wudang's first-class, and the difference in strength was extremely obvious, there was no need to guess the outcome.

  But Ning Chong dared to challenge the strong with the weak, and this courage made Ning Jing somewhat appreciative. It seemed that this waste of a brother who was often talked about and ridiculed by everyone was not as they said.

  This world has always been about might makes right, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say. Ningjing had seen it all before and didn't bother to intervene, instead she quietly observed from a few steps back, curious to see if this useless brother-in-law was truly as useless as he seemed.

  "Cheers!"

  Wang Heizi suddenly let out a loud shout and his large fist heavily smashed towards Ning Chong's face.

  Ning Chong's eyes spewed fire as he stared intently, then his arms closed in unison to block Wang Heizi's punch.

  A first-class martial artist, with internal energy concentrated in his fist, would have at least 500-600 catties of strength when attacking. Ning Chong's power was far inferior to Wang Heizi's. On the side, Ning Jing saw Wang Heizi's powerful punch and felt that he was being a bit too ruthless.

  Wang Heizi's fist was so powerful that even if Ning Chong managed to block it with both arms, he might still be sent flying. Having made up his mind, Ning quietly prepared to make a move.

  Fighting is fine, but she doesn't want Ning Chong to get seriously injured or even killed. Otherwise, even if it's none of her business, she'll still feel uneasy in her heart. After all, Ning Chong is a waste, no matter what, he's still her cousin.

  Bang!

  "What?!"

  Wang Heizi's eyes widened in surprise, and he was shocked. When his fist hit Ning Chongfeng's blocking arms, it felt as if he had punched a cotton ball, unable to exert any strength at all.

  While Ning Chong's body trembled slightly, his feet were rooted to the ground, unmoving.

  Although shocked, since he had already taken action and come this far, there was no turning back. Wang Heizi's facial muscles twitched, his heart overflowing with malice as he recklessly threw out multiple punches in a row.

  But the more he fought, the more frightened he became, because no matter how hard he tried, from what angle he attacked, Ning Chong remained as calm as Mount Tai, using similar methods to seal off his fist strength and dissolve it one by one.

  "This is..."

  Seeing this unexpected scene, Ning Jing was also shocked, her mouth slightly opened, and her eyes became serious.

  Because in several rounds of fighting, she had clearly seen that when Ning Chong sealed Wang Heizi's punch with both arms, Ma Bu was as stable as if he was rooted to the ground, not very eye-catching, and used some extremely subtle techniques. With just a slight twist of his arms, waist, and legs in the horse stance, he transmitted most of Wang Heizi's punching force into the ground, neutralizing Wang Heizi's attack.

  Ning Chong's technique was very similar to one that Ning Jing had once seen an elder in their family use. However, the elder had used a much higher-level "Tian Tian Bu" and had even reached the "Deng Tang" realm.

  It is said that the elder's footsteps and body shape are so stable that he can stand still under a 15-meter-high waterfall without moving; when the Tongtian River outside Xuanyuan City, which is 50 meters wide, bursts its banks, he can stand firmly in the middle of the river, and even if the floodwaters rise to his head, they cannot move him half a step!

  These rumors, Ning Jing had not seen with her own eyes, but she had seen the old man's performance, at that time, dozens of strong men took turns to attack him strongly, and they couldn't make the old man who was wearing "Tuo Tian Bu" retreat half a step.

  And she still clearly remembered that when more than 20 big men pushed the elder with their backs, the elder only retreated half a step back and then stably resisted the pushing force of more than 20 big men in a clever way, without moving. It can be seen how powerful this "Tuo Tian Bu" was, which had reached the state of "Deng Tang".

  Now, Ning Chong's posture and exquisite footwork skills are extremely similar to those of the elder, with power and effect not much different from the elder's Tuo Tian Bu!

  Although Ning Jing was young, she was a universally recognized martial arts prodigy. She saw more than others and was shocked by her own judgment, but she trusted her eyes even more. The more she watched Ning Chong's movements and techniques, the more certain she became of this judgment.

  Ning Chong's movement was just an ordinary horse step, so why did it have an effect comparable to that of the elder's "Tuo Tian Bu" which had reached the realm of "Dacheng"? Could it be... he had practiced his horse step to the realm of "Dacheng"?

  When this idea emerged, Ningjing himself was frightened.

  It's said that no matter the level of martial arts or techniques, achieving greatness or a higher realm is extremely difficult. In the entire family, only the eldest elder was recognized for mastering the high-level technique "Cloud-Dispelling Palm" to the point of great completion!

  Not to mention the great completion realm, among the tens of thousands of martial artists in the family, there are only about one or two thousand people who can practice a single martial skill or kung fu method to the "entering the hall" realm.

  Although the horse step is the most basic martial arts movement, Ning Chong is just a martial arts waste material. Even if he heard that he worked hard every day, this horse step has been practiced for more than ten years, but with his talent and qualifications, can he really practice the horse step to the state of great accomplishment?

  Ning Jing's heart was already extremely shocked, and she couldn't even believe her own eyes. But little did she know, if she found out that Ning Chong's horse stance had reached the "perfect" realm, would she directly faint from fright?