Chapter 10: The Four Families' Martial Arts Competition

  The news of Sicong's return was not announced to the outside world, only a handful of people in the Sicong family knew that when they learned that Sicong had returned safely, one by one let out a long sigh of relief and burst into hearty laughter.

  The head of the household, knowing this, was overjoyed and ordered a grand dinner party to be held, but only members of the direct line of the family would attend; otherwise, wouldn't everyone find out?

  That night, Si Cheng accompanied Qu Yun to attend the dinner party. Since Si Cheng returned, Qu Yun had improved a lot, although his body was still very weak, but walking and attending a dinner party were no problem, only his eyes couldn't be cured so easily.

  After the dinner party, Qu Yun was already gone with Ci Ling's support. In Ci Changkong's practice room, Ci Honglie, Ci Hongjun, Ci Honglin and Ci Cheng were all present. Ci Changkong sat in the main seat above, while the other four people sat in order of seniority.

  "Cheng Er, how did you come out after entering the Red Bamboo Forest?" asked Sima Kong, asking a question that had been puzzling him.

  "That day, I was forced into the bamboo forest by Wei Xian and two others, where I got lost and couldn't find my way back. When I was hungry, I ate some bamboo leaves and looked for fruits to eat. Until today, I suddenly found a village and came back. I don't know what happened either."

  After thinking for a while, Ji Cheng came up with an excuse to gloss over the situation. Anyway, they didn't know what was going on inside, and besides, Qing Shi Shixiong had told him to keep it strictly confidential, not even telling his closest relatives.

  "Hmm, I think at your age back then you shouldn't have known what was going on. Alright, just come back and that's it. The Red Bamboo Forest has always been strange anyway, so let's not investigate further." Zhai Changkong made the final decision, after all, things he couldn't understand no matter how much he thought about them were still not understandable, as long as the person came back, what else mattered?

  "It's just that what those three houses did can't be let off like this."

  "Dad, there are only five days left before the martial arts competition between the four families. Why don't we come up with a ruthless plan this time?" said Si Honglin, who was sitting on one side, angrily.

  "Third Uncle, what's this about a martial arts competition?" Si Cheng was very surprised, as he had never heard of the Four Families' Martial Arts Competition before.

  "Heh heh, Xiao Cheng, you've been away from home for three years, you don't know, after you went missing, Big Brother found out that it was related to the Wei family..." Si Honglin told the whole story from start to finish in detail.

  After listening, Si Cheng could only sigh, at that time, the situation Si Cheng could imagine, how angry his grandfather was, how heartbroken his parents were, and how heavy the whole Si family was.

  However, he admired his father's broad-mindedness even more. Under such hatred that was like killing one's own son and not wanting to let go, he could calm down and handle everything calmly. To say the least, if they had really killed Wei Xian and the others at that time, now that he has reappeared, the situation would have been truly irretrievable.

  "Damn it, three years ago was really cheap for them. In my opinion, they should have been killed at that time, those three little bastards."

  "If it weren't for Big Brother Ren's mercy, I'd never let them off the hook!" Si Honglin yelled, his anger full to bursting.

  "Alright, Third Brother, now that Xiaochengdu is back, let's not mention it again. Let's focus on discussing the martial competition instead." Si Honglie advised.

  "Alas! They're bullying me because my family has no one to rely on, it's really infuriating."

  "Third Uncle, why must you engage in a martial arts contest? I've never heard of the Qi family's son-in-law before." Si Cheng was perplexed.

  "It wasn't those three families of bastards who came up with it, at the time your dad wanted their three little brats to kneel down and apologize in front of your grave, they couldn't refuse at the time because they were in the wrong, but afterwards they got angry, to save face, the three families joined forces to propose a martial arts competition with our family once a year, you're the eldest among our younger generation, but your actual strength is quite..."

  "Alright, alright, that's enough." Director Chang interrupted Director Honglin's lengthy speech.

  Si Honglin reacted, hurriedly covering his mouth, almost making a mistake, and awkwardly smiled, "Young master, don't mind, after all, the younger generation of our Si family is now weaker than them by one level..."

  Male doctor: "President, you're so big-hearted"

  Xie Cheng smiled and didn't mind, he was very clear about who San Shu was, except for his grandfather, he wasn't afraid of anyone else, if he wanted to say something, no one could stop him. If it's said that he's unruly, it's better to say that he's straightforward. Since childhood, the relationship between Xie Cheng and San Shu has been very good, in his heart, he had some fear towards his father and Er Shu, but only San Shu, he never feared him, of course, this was the reason for their good relationship.

  "A martial arts competition? If I don't knock you all down this time, my name isn't Sicheng." Sicheng thought to himself, a cold smile in his heart. Wei Xian, let's see who the useless one really is.

  "Grandpa, this time I'm going to participate."

  "Cheng Er, Grandfather knows you hate them, but this martial arts competition isn't child's play. The first two times there were people who got beaten to the point of being crippled, and even if they didn't die, they were still ruined." Zong Changkong hastily said.

  "Yes, Xiao Cheng, Wei family's young master has now reached the strength of the fifth layer of the middle boundary, you..."

  "Dad, I must participate, you can rest assured, I am confident." Before Si Honglie finished speaking, he was interrupted by Si Cheng.

  "That Xiaocheng, what is your current strength...?" asked the anxious Director Kong.

  Si Cheng didn't answer, his mouth slightly curled up with a mysterious smile "You'll know when the time comes."

  After returning home, he went to see his mother. His mother had been living a very miserable life for three years, her body was weak and she had lost her sight in both eyes. She is now resting. Si Cheng did not disturb her and returned to his own room.

  Close the door, "I've already learned the first two moves of 'Tianjian Twelve Styles', with these two moves, it's enough to defeat Wei Xian in the fifth layer of the boundary. Since I'm back, I'd better not neglect 'Forging Muscle and Casting Body' either. In Hongzhu Lin, I delayed my original skills for sword practice, so take advantage of these few days to train well."

  Think of it and do it, sit cross-legged on the bed, it's been like this for years, it's already become a habit, but seeing the bed is actually a bit uncomfortable. Before entering the Red Bamboo Forest, it was the middle of the second layer, anyway, now there are only five days left before the martial arts competition, and whatever can be improved will be improved.

  According to the "Tempering Muscle and Bone" qigong route, he took a deep breath, absorbing the airflow in the air. Suddenly, Sicheng's whole body shook, and an unthinkable thing happened. The airflow in the air was divided into countless strands that drilled into his body from all over, tempering his flesh and continuing to penetrate deep into his bones. What is this? This is something that only happens above the fourth layer. But at this time, Sicheng was still unaware, with his eyes closed, making breathing movements.

  At dawn, when Si Cheng slowly opened his eyes, the last wisp of energy flowed into his body and entered his bones for refinement. "Huh? It's entered my bones, could it be...?" Si Cheng felt a surge of excitement, hastily checking and then his mouth was agape in shock. This is...this is the power of six layers, the realm of marrow refinement, and it's even the middle stage of the sixth layer.

  Won't be, I'm practicing so fast now? Surprised, hurriedly re-entered meditation, continued to cultivate, two hours later opened his eyes, this time was a bit disappointed, because the two-hour cultivation had no effect.

  "What's going on? Why isn't it working again?" Si Cheng thought for half a day but couldn't figure out the reason, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

  "It's okay with six layers in between."

  It's not that Xiāo Chéng's cultivation speeded up, but rather the remaining medicinal properties of the elixirs and spiritual fruits he had consumed over the past three years, especially those with body-refining and marrow-washing effects, were all released at once, allowing his "Muscle Forging Bone Tempering Technique" to suddenly advance from the second layer's middle stage to the sixth layer's middle stage.

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