' As the energy reached his arms, his meridians began to vibrate rhythmically. After completing a full cycle, his hands started to tremble.
"Haa!"
Chen Wenzhong suddenly opened his eyes and swung his arm forcefully at a large wooden stake in front of him. An invisible arc-shaped wave burst forth, passing through a group of wooden stakes before dissipating.
As he looked at the untouched wooden stakes, Chen Wenzhong scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "That's strange! Shouldn't they all have fallen by now? Did I learn a fake technique?"
Just then, a breeze blew past, and the wooden stakes in front of him simultaneously split in half from the middle, tumbling to the ground.
"That reaction was way too slow!"
Chen Wenzhong shrugged helplessly as he watched the fallen stakes.
At that moment, his father, Chen Zhan, suddenly walked into the training yard. Seeing the scattered half-wooden stakes, he nodded approvingly and said to Chen Wenzhong, "Zhong'er, come with me."
Chen Wenzhong followed his father through various corridors to the Chen family's meeting hall.
The hall was crowded with people.
"Alright, alright! I’ve brought my son. Let's start the meeting!"
Chen Zhan walked to the head seat, sat down, and waved his hand.
"Let me begin, then!"
An amiable-looking old man sitting closest to Chen Zhan on the left stood up and spoke.
"This year's family competition will be different from previous ones. This time, young members from other prominent families will also participate, and the head sect of the Battle Domain, Battle Sect, will send disciples to recruit new members. So this competition is of utmost importance!"
"The First Elder is right! This competition might influence the power dynamics in Tianwu City! Now, let's have the Second Elder, who is in charge of organizing the competition, explain the rules."
Chen Zhan looked at a burly middle-aged man on his right.
"Yes—sir!!!"
The middle-aged man stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Hey, Old Second, could you tone it down a bit?"
"Exactly, even though you’re a body refiner, that's no reason to shout so loudly!"
The elders and Chen Zhan all complained.
"Ha ha ha! Sorry, sorry. I got a bit excited thinking about the competition, ha ha ha!"
The middle-aged man scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, showing no sign of remorse.
"Ahem, let's get back to business! This year's competition will be held at our Chen family venue. There will be four arenas, and each family can only send five young participants. The opponents will be decided by drawing lots on the spot! Let me make it clear, anyone who gets easily defeated by the other families should be ready to undergo my special training regimen!"
Second Elder Chen Ming's casual tone sent shivers down the spine of every young disciple present, ex

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