The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 894 Unprecedented Horizontal Training

Chapter 894: Chapter 894 Unprecedented Horizontal Training

For noble families, assets can always be re-earned.

With their means and connections, they can accumulate vast fortunes at any time.

But a true powerhouse, isn’t something that can be had just by wanting it.

Even if they wanted to nurture a Peak Great Grandmaster, they would have to spend a huge amount of resources to build them up.

Reaching the Transcendent Realm is even more a matter of luck.

As for a powerhouse like Long Yun, they are truly once-in-a-lifetime talents that couldn’t be summoned even if blue smoke rose from the ancestral grave!

"Damn it, why would Long Yun want to take her as a disciple?"

"How great would it be if he took a child of my clan as a disciple!"

"If Shuang’er were a child of our clan, we’d be made!"

The words of the Patriarch of the Bao Family suddenly awakened everyone.

Their heads turned in unison toward the Patriarch of the Bao Family, their gazes filled with complex emotions.

Is this idiot a fool disguised as a wise man, or a wise man disguised as a fool?

Normally he acts like an idiot, but at critical moments, he can speak profoundly thought-provoking words.

The Family Head of the Yao Family took the lead, eagerly saying, "Miss Shuang’er, if you are willing to turn from darkness to light, my Bao Family will worship you as our Patron! You’ll receive the highest level of treatment!"

The other family heads were not to be outdone, each speaking out.

"Miss Shuang’er, my family can grant you the status of a direct descendant..."

"I want to take you as my adopted daughter!"

"I’m willing to act as your own father!"

"Fuck! Have you no shame?!"

To have Long Yun’s disciple join their family clan, these family heads had shed all pretense of dignity, each one only thinking of how to persuade Shuang’er to join their clan.

Long Yun had no reaction to these words; in his heart, these families remained as they always were, the pillars of the Capital City.

If a young martial artist with talent like Shuang’er could become part of a noble clan and be personally mentored by him, it would be a beautiful affair.

Everyone watched as the great families fervently vied for a single person to become their child, filled with envy to the point of death.

Only Shuang’er remained calm, watching them as if considering their offers.

After a long moment, when all the voices had quieted down, the corners of Shuang’er’s mouth suddenly lifted into a smile, filled with sarcasm.

"A bunch of idiots. I would rather die on the competition stage than join you, and even less would I become the disciple of an old fogey like you!"

"If it weren’t for my master, I would have died a long time ago, let alone have the talent and cultivation I possess now."

"In this life, I, Shuang’er, only have one master!"

As the words fell, Shuang’er once again leaped up, launching an attack towards Long Yun.

Multiple fists came at once, the powerful Spiritual Power surging forth, aimed at Long Yun from various angles.

"Alas... stubborn and unenlightened, let this be a warning."

Long Yun sighed, flipped his right palm, and still with an air of nonchalance, struck out with a single palm.

Bang!

A dull thud echoed, the Spiritual Power still getting dispersed.

This time, Shuang’er didn’t even last a second before being sent flying backward by the force of Long Yun’s blow.

Like a kite with its string cut, she was thrown far away, her vision darkening before her eyes.

"Roar!"

Huo Erba let out a low roar, his massive body radiating intense golden light, like the Vajra Arhat descended from heaven, leaping up from the crowd.

He caught Shuang’er mid-air, landing steadily on the stage, causing the entire platform to tremble.

"Don’t worry, big guy, I... cough, cough... I’m fine," Shuang’er managed to say, coughing out a mouthful of fresh blood, yet still forcing out a smile and making a scissor hand gesture.

"The old man is strong, I gave it my all just now and still wasn’t his match, maybe my strength is too weak, perhaps you can give it a try."

Huo Erba set Shuang’er down at the edge of the stage, and when he stood up again, fury was swirling in his eyes.

The golden light on his body blazed as if ignited, like a brilliant sun coming into the world, dazzling those nearby to the point where they could hardly open their eyes.

To Huo Erba, seeing a friend injured was an unforgivable offense.

"Is this... a Horizontal Refinement Grandmaster?"

Long Yun was also taken aback by this radiance, even more surprised than when he had first witnessed Shuang’er’s talent.

Talents exist, and ones like Shuang’er too, but he wasn’t particularly surprised.

But a Horizontal Refinement Grandmaster reaching the level of Huo Erba,

if not unprecedented, was at least extremely rare.

"This is quite peculiar, how on earth did you achieve this?"

Long Yun eyed Huo Erba up and down, feeling curious for the first time after years of quiet cultivation.

"The human body has its limits, limits hard to break, but with your physique, even breaking the barriers of a Horizontal Refinement Grandmaster would be difficult to achieve."

"Legend speaks of Martial Arts Techniques that allow one to cultivate into a Vajra Arhat, with the radiant presence of the brilliant sun, exterminating the evil of the world, impervious to harm—could this be your method of cultivation?"

However, Long Yun had said a lot but Huo Erba gave no response, simply staring straight at him.

Seeing that Long Yun fell silent, Huo Erba didn’t waste words, stepping forward boldly, charging toward Long Yun.

The stage, which seemed spacious, was but a few steps in front of Huo Erba.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Long Yun, his golden-glowing right fist lunging towards his face.

Long Yun, curious to test Huo Erba’s mettle, struck out with his palm.

"Bang!"

This palm moved with the speed of lightning, landing on Huo Erba’s chest.

A blow that could’ve sent Shuang’er flying didn’t take Huo Erba down, it just made him sway slightly.

"Interesting."

Long Yun’s curiosity intensified, and without giving Huo Erba time to react, he sent out several more palms.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With echoes like mighty bells, Huo Erba took several of Long Yun’s palms within three seconds.

His speed already less than Shuang’er’s, and with them so close, there was no way to dodge.

But relying on his Horizontal Refinement Grandmaster’s physique, he managed to take these several blows.