Super System Plundering the Heaven

"Your Shi family's Mountain Observation Sword Technique?"    

Xing Meng pondered for a moment and said, "Although I don't know much about the Mount Observatory Sword Technique, I heard that the Mount Observatory Sword Technique focuses on the meaning and not the form. Only people with high comprehension abilities can't learn it!"    

Shi Qing nodded when he heard that and said in a deep voice, "You are right! As the inherited sword technique of the Shi family, the Observing Mountain Sword Technique naturally has its own unique aspects. Those who practice it especially look at comprehension."    

Speaking up to this point, Shi Qing stroked his chin and short beard, and said with a reserved smile, "If you're not a talented dog, then your son is practicing the mountain observation sword technique!"    

"Oh?" Xing Meng raised his eyebrows and asked, "I wonder what realm he has cultivated the Observant Mountain Sword Technique to?"    

Shi Qing's eyes revealed a look of joy as he said proudly, "Yu Er has been practicing the sword technique for ten years now and has been practicing diligently. Up until now, she has already reached the Perfection realm in the sword technique!"    

"Perfection?" Xing Meng's eyes revealed a surprised expression when he heard this. "I have underestimated him!"    

Shi Qing smiled proudly when he heard that. "This is enough to show Yu Er's comprehension ability! Furthermore, in another 20 years, Yu Er will definitely be able to attain the Grandmaster Stage in terms of the Observant Mountain Sword Technique!"    

After Shi Qing finished speaking, he looked at Xing Meng, as if he wanted to see the shock on Xing Meng's face.    

Unfortunately, in Xing Meng's eyes, Shi Qing only saw a slight surprise.    

Xing Meng's calm expression surprised Shi Qing. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Xing Meng, aren't you surprised? Yu Er is a genius who could reach the Grandmaster Stage before she turned forty!"    

"Genius?" Xing Meng shook his head and said, "I admit that Shi Yu has some talent in comprehension, but he can't be called a genius!"    

Shi Qing glared at him and said in an unhappy tone, "If he can't be called a genius, then who is worthy of being called a genius?"    

Xing Meng looked at Ye Yu's indifferent expression in the courtyard and said in a confused tone, "If you understand Ye Yu, you will understand what a genius is!"    

Shi Qing looked at Ye Yu's straight back and said in disbelief, "That's impossible! Could he become a Grandmaster stage Martial Artist before the age of forty, or even before the age of thirty?"    

"Forty years old? Thirty years old? Hahaa..."    

Xing Meng suddenly started laughing. He bent over and covered his stomach, as if what Shi Qing said just now was the biggest joke in the world.    

" What are you laughing at! " Shi Qing frowned and looked at Xing Meng with dissatisfaction, "Don't tell me what I said is so ridiculous!"    

"Of course it's funny!" Xing Meng suddenly shouted in a low voice, then he said in a solemn tone, "Ye Yu is now in Grandmaster Stage!"    

"What?!"    

Shi Qing and Chen Ping, who were listening attentively, shouted at the same time. They looked at Ye Yu in disbelief, "He is now in Grandmaster Stage?"    

"Impossible!" Shi Qing regained his senses and shouted, "How old is he? Seventeen? Eighteen? How could he cultivate a martial skill to the Grandmaster Stage?"    

" Unless it's a mediocre martial skill! "    

As Shi Qing spoke, he seemed to have found a reason to refute Xing Meng. He said with disdain, "Yes! It must be like this! Did he really think that by cultivating a mediocre martial art to the Grandmaster Stage, he would become a Grandmaster stage Martial Artist? What a joke!"    

A cold light flashed in Xing Meng's eyes. His tone was cold and unfriendly as he said, "Do you think the Eight Extremes Fist is a joke?"    

"Of course not!"    

Shi Qing heard Xing Meng's tone and quickly explained, "The Eight Extremes Fist is extremely powerful, it is a test of strength. How could it be a joke?"    

"I said Ye Yu cultivates a mediocre fist technique, but he didn't mention the Eight Extremes Fist."    

"Humph!"    

Xing Meng puffed out his chest and snorted coldly.    

His voice echoed in the air like the roar of a fierce tiger.    

"What Ye Yu cultivates is the Eight Extremes Fist! The 'Three Legged Bladelike Chi' that you speak of!"