“Good lad.”
Seeing Lin Sheng agree so readily, the tall man was first stunned, but then quickly grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellowed teeth.
“Ma Qiang, you need to know the proper limits when you strike. Lin Sheng is a newcomer and hasn’t been practicing martial arts for long. If you do what you did last time, I’ll skin you.”
Wang Sanyang warned, his eyes carrying a hint of warning.
“Don’t worry, Chief Wang, I haven’t even stepped into the Body Tempering Realm yet, what is there to worry about? Last time, that kid was just too weak.”
The tall man, Ma Qiang, waved his hand, responding somewhat perfunctorily.
The commotion here naturally didn’t escape the eyes of the others in the courtyard. Seeing that Ma Qiang was going to spar with the newcomer, those who were originally uninterested also became somewhat intrigued and gathered around. Some even walked out of the rooms in the courtyard.
“This big fellow Ma is going to practice on a newcomer again. I wonder how many moves this newcomer can last.”
“Yeah, it’s also his bad luck that he just arrived and ran into big fellow Ma, tsk tsk…”
“However, this kid was brought by Chief Wang, so his talent should be good. Maybe he can last a few more moves, unlike that newcomer last time who was accidentally injured in the leg and had to lie in bed for half a month before he could even start working…”
The surrounding team members exchanged whispers. They didn’t deliberately lower their voices, and Lin Sheng heard them clearly, but his expression didn't change. He understood that even in the peaceful environment of his previous life, newcomers couldn't avoid being given a hard time.
Moreover, in this ancient chaotic world, especially in the Hunting Beast Hall, which is a high-risk workplace where people are constantly on the edge, the violent emotions and pressure in people's hearts must eventually be released. Compared to sparring with each other, bullying newcomers is undoubtedly more interesting.
“All of you, shut up.”
Wang Sanyang, however, frowned and coldly shouted, which finally made the team members stop talking.
Everyone formed a circle, leaving an open space in the middle for Lin Sheng and Ma Qiang.
Ma Qiang stretched his neck, his face full of interest as he stared at Lin Sheng.
He really liked sparring with others, but compared to the guys in the courtyard, he preferred sparring with newcomers, especially talented young people like this. Seeing the other party look defeated in his hands gave him a perverted sense of satisfaction.
“My name is Ma Qiang, kid, remember that.”
He grinned, looking at the cautious and ready stance of the person opposite him, and walked straight over with large strides.
Without waiting for Lin Sheng to reply, he had already thrown a punch.
His punch was powerful and heavy, carrying the sound of wind.
Although it was just a simple straight punch, it wasn't something to be taken lightly. He was naturally strong and had been practicing Raging Bull Fist for some time. He also focused on honing his strength on a daily basis. Putting everything else aside, his strength was definitely among the best among the ordinary members of this 11th team.
Therefore, when facing an enemy, he would start with a punch. Whether the opponent met him head-on or dodged, as long as their strength was inferior to his, he would gain the upper hand, and the rhythm of the subsequent situation would be under his control.
This was his experience from fighting for so many years.
Seeing the other party's movement, a hint of surprise appeared in Lin Sheng's eyes.
It wasn't how powerful this punch was, but that it was too slow.
Yes, it was too slow. In his eyes, this punch from the other party seemed to be slowed down by thirty to forty percent.
He had no intention of dodging. He raised his palm and directly grabbed the incoming fist.
Bang.
With a muffled sound, Lin Sheng's slightly smaller palm firmly held the other party's fist.
Hmm!?
Seeing that the other party had actually blocked his punch, Ma Qiang was stunned, but he quickly struggled, trying to pull his fist out.
Feeling the struggling force from his palm, it didn't seem like much. Lin Sheng had a feeling that he could completely suppress the other party without even using half of his strength.
It was at this moment that he finally reacted. Although this Ma Qiang was strong, he had not yet stepped into the Body Tempering Realm, so his strength was naturally far inferior to his own.
The requirement to join the Hunting Beast Hall was to cultivate the Raging Bull Fist to the getting Started . As for Martial Artists who had cultivated it to Xiaocheng and successfully stepped into the Body Tempering Realm, it was impossible for everyone to be at that level here. At the very least, they could be considered elites in the Hunting Beast Hall.
Thinking of this, Lin Sheng had already lost much interest in this sparring session. There wasn't much point in fighting an opponent who was much weaker than himself.
Moreover, his current strength, in everyone's eyes, was only just having entered the Raging Bull Fist. If he performed too well, it would inevitably reveal something.
Thinking of this, he deliberately relaxed his palm, allowing Ma Qiang to pull his hand out.
When the other party swung his fist again, he sidestepped to avoid it. After dodging several times, he took advantage of the gap and kicked the other party's calf, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground in pain.
“I yield.”
“Yield my ass!!”
Lin Sheng cupped his fists and was about to speak, but Ma Qiang's face was distorted with rage. He immediately stood up from the ground and, while Lin Sheng was speaking, punched him in the chest.
Whoosh…
This punch carried the sound of wind, and was clearly a few points stronger than the previous ones. If it landed on an ordinary person, it would definitely result in broken bones and tendons, not to mention the vital spot on the chest. If this hit home, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
“Ma Qiang, no!!”
Seeing this scene, Wang Sanyang, who was watching from the side, his expression slightly changed and he shouted sternly. However, Ma Qiang at this time was deaf to his words, his movements not stopping at all, and even speeding up by two points.
Feeling the strong wind rapidly approaching him, Lin Sheng's expression became serious.
If this sudden attack had happened before he had broken through, he might not have been able to react. If he didn't respond in time, what would the consequences be?
Even if he survived, being seriously injured, he might not be able to continue staying in the Hunting Beast Hall.
He reacted extremely quickly, his body agilely sidestepping to avoid the punch. Then he stepped forward and, without hesitation, delivered an elbow strike that landed squarely on the other party's lower jaw.
Bang.
A muffled sound mixed with the sound of bone cracking.
Ma Qiang only grunted, his tall and strong body already falling backward to the ground, blood and snot flowing from the corners of his mouth and nose, and he had already fainted.
This scene immediately caused the area to fall silent. Wang Sanyang, who had originally planned to intervene, also stopped in his tracks.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately stepped forward and squatted down to look at Ma Qiang. After confirming that the other party had only fainted and suffered some superficial injuries, he had someone carry him away.
Then he turned around and his gaze fell on Lin Sheng, a hint of something unreadable flashing in his eyes.
“Lin Sheng, you did well. This incident was Ma Qiang's fault, thankfully nothing major happened. He is a reckless and impulsive person by nature, don't take it too hard.”
“Naturally.”
Hearing this, Lin Sheng's expression didn't change much, he just nodded slightly. However, the other party's reaction made him have some more guesses, but he didn't show anything.
“There’s nothing much to do this morning for now. Zhang Ding, you take Lin Sheng to get familiar with the place first.”
Seeing that Lin Sheng didn't dwell on it too much, Wang Sanyang shouted into the crowd again.
“Okay, Team Leader Wang.”
A thin, dark-skinned man walked out from the crowd, a smile on his face as he cheerfully responded.
“Alright, everyone disperse. Get ready, we still have to go into the mountains this afternoon.”
Wang Sanyang said to everyone again, then turned and left the courtyard, going to busy himself with something.
Afterward, the crowd quickly dispersed, but at this time, the way these people looked at Lin Sheng had already changed somewhat.
“My name is Zhang Ding. I see that you should be a few years younger than me, so I’ll take the liberty of calling you Brother Lin.”
The dark-skinned man spoke to Lin Sheng with a smile on his face, appearing to be straightforward and bold.
Then, without waiting for Lin Sheng to reply, he continued to speak.
“I didn’t expect Brother Lin, you’re not old, but your strength is quite good. Your strength is not much worse than that Ma Qiang, and your speed is much faster than that big idiot. No wonder you could easily defeat that big idiot.”
“I just got lucky.” Lin Sheng said modestly.
“This isn’t about luck or not. Even if you did it again, no, ten times, that Ma Qiang is definitely not your opponent, tsk tsk… It seems your talent is quite a bit better than those previous newcomers. As long as you can survive, reaching the Forging Tendons Realm shouldn’t be a problem.”
“It’s just a pity that I’m older, and I started practicing martial arts a bit late… Otherwise, there might not be a chance in the future to even touch the Blood Transportation Realm…”
When he said this, Zhang Ding’s face showed a hint of regret.
“Oh? Zhang Ge, could it be that there’s something special about the Blood Transportation Realm?”
Lin Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.
From the other party's words, it was clear that he had a good understanding of the martial arts Realms.