The Invincible Strongest Student

Chapter 1148: Chapter 1148: A Duel to the Death

Yun Kun nodded noncommittally, ”The higher the bloodline inheritance compatibility, the more evident the atavistic phenomenon. Look at this boy, he’s completely different from before, both in temperament and otherwise.”

”Why is this happening?” Wang Sijing asked in confusion, as theoretically, bloodline inheritance should only pass on strength.

”Even the aura was inherited. Such a high compatibility is a miracle that only a ninth-level inheritance could bring about.” Kun Yun squinted and smiled.

Wang Sijing looked at her useless brother with envy. That was power their ancestor had cultivated over decades, yet this bastard only shed a bit of blood!

”Of course, this high compatibility owes a lot to me. Otherwise, at best, this brat could have only received seven or eight levels.” Kun Yun said smugly,

”Thank you, Mr. Kun.” Wang Sicong clasped his hands and smiled at Mr. Kun.

”Ah.” Yun Kun waved his hand, ”Saying thank you is rather insincere. What I want isn’t this.”

”Hehe, I understand, I understand.” Wang Sicong nodded, raising an eyebrow with a sly smile, ”Can fine wine and beauties be absent for you, sir?”

Wang Sicong knew this old man had many techniques to his name, with an abundance of dubious ones, such as Dual Cultivation.

”Hahaha, it’s worth being good to you boy.” Kun Yun nodded with satisfaction, this boy was rather agreeable.

Wang Sijing stood aside listening to the two’s conversation, wanting to leave in frustration. Did these men with brains full of lewd thoughts only have eyes for women?

”I want to know what his strength is now.” Wang Sijing asked.

”I’m not sure, but you two can spar to find out.” Kun Yun smiled, ”But you better be careful.”

Wang Sijing nodded, realizing it was indeed a good idea.

The siblings stood facing each other, the atmosphere tense and murderous.

”Raise your fist and use your maximum strength to attack me.” Wang Sijing said calmly, while her Inner Strength had already started to surge inside. Standing as firm as a pine, moving as fluidly as wind.

Wang Sicong had been a martial arts good-for-nothing since childhood, a hopeless case, while clan members said the ancestors’ potential had all pooled in Wang Sijing.

As for Wang Sicong, he was sent to Wang Daoran to live like a debauched son.

Wang Sijing didn’t believe that in just a few days, this useless brother could be stronger than her.

”Heh, then be careful.” Wang Sicong smirked, doing some stretches in place, kicking out his legs and rubbing his wrists, before starting to channel his body’s power.

This power concentrated in his heart, lingering impressively and easily brought forth.

Gradually, Wang Sicong felt warmth spreading from head to toe, as if a ferocious beast within him was ready to burst out at any moment.

”Hah!”

With a loud shout, Wang Sicong kicked off the ground, shooting out like an arrow, veins bulging on his fists, his face flushed red.

The air in the entire office also became chaotic, as various documents were rustled by the aura he unleashed.

Meanwhile, Wang Sijing ignored all external distractions, her eyes focused solely on Wang Sicong.

Watching him rapidly approach, Wang Sijing spread her hands forward, her Inner Strength surging.

No fancy moves, just a simple fist meeting fist.

The Wang Family was known for explosive power, both in Inner Strength and techniques. So, when the two collided, neither side would benefit, at best both would be injured.

But Wang Sijing didn’t care; she only wanted to know how far this former waste had grown.

Bam!

Their two reddened fists finally collided, but the result was unexpected.

Wang Sicong stood unmoved, only his fist slightly reddened.

As for Wang Sijing, her body was flung backward, stopping only when she hit the desk behind her.

”Hoo~”

Wang Sijing exhaled deeply, her eyes turned blood-red as she looked at Wang Sicong, shaking her wrist and saying, ”Again!”

”No need, right?” Wang Sicong laughed disapprovingly, ”Now, you’re no match for me!”

Wang Sicong couldn’t have felt better; this woman had spoken down to him ten days ago, but now how the tables have turned!

”Less talking! Again!” Wang Sijing shouted, her legs exploding with powerful energy as she charged at Wang Sicong again.

This time, Wang Sijing dared not be careless, her ten fingers entwined, palms changing forms, drawing circles, one after another, seemingly endless.

Taiyin Step Hand!

The Wang Family’s never-publicized martial arts, known for its ceaseless attacks and myriad changes, perfectly compensating for high explosions but lack of endurance.

”All show and no substance.” Wang Sicong let out a cold snort, unfazed.

Though he hadn’t been exposed to such core Wang Family martial arts, his disdainful words belied the seriousness inside.

Kun Yun sat off to the side with crossed legs, thoroughly entertained by the sibling duel.

Wang Sijing’s strike was dodged. However, following were relentless combos!

The second strike aimed at his jaw, a hit could injure the spinal cord, which is deadly!

What Wang Sijing had learned from a young age were not ornamental moves but deadly ones!

But unexpectedly, as her hand neared Wang Sicong’s jaw, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, as if it was bitten by a massive claw.

”I said, you’re not my match!”

With self-satisfaction, Wang Sicong yanked hard, tossing Wang Sijing’s arm over his shoulder in a throw.

Bam!

Wang Sijing hit the ground hard on her back, crying out in pain, feeling as if all the bones in her back had shattered.

”Want more?” Wang Sicong asked mockingly.

”Yes!” Wang Sijing responded sternly, doing a kip-up to stand again.

Just as before, she launched the offense herself, raising her explosive power to the utmost again, leaping high like a meteor, aiming her knees at Wang Sicong’s shoulders!

”Hah.”

Wang Sicong sneered, raising his fists aggressively, intending to shatter Wang Sijing’s kneecaps!

Bam!

With a loud crash, Wang Sicong was suddenly sent flying like a broken kite, falling flat on the floor. Most importantly, his fists throbbed with a fiery pain, as if the bones inside were fractured.

”Nothing to brag about!” Wang Sijing stared at him.

”Again!” Wang Sicong felt his cheeks burning, standing to fight this woman, thinking his previous was merely a slip!

At this moment, Yun Kun, who’d been watching from the side, suddenly shouted: ”Enough! Are you planning to fight to the death?! Foolish!”

”What did you say?” Wang Sicong turned his head, giving the old man a hostile look.