bookpower Chapter 17
Chapter 17
C17 – Martial Hall
Ni Huibo observed his elder uncle and couldn’t help but think that he seemed to have aged a decade in an instant.
The matter he had left unspoken must be concerning Ni Situo, right?
From their several altercations, it was clear to Ni Huibo that Ni Situo harbored some unfriendliness towards him.
He was puzzled by Ni Situo’s cold demeanor, as he couldn’t recall any wrongdoing on his part, especially not recently.
Maybe Ni Situo simply took a disliking to him?
Could it be because he spent his days idly in the small courtyard, like a good-for-nothing?
If that were true, then he had only himself to blame.
With these thoughts, Ni Huibo resolved to make a change.
Should any future conflicts with Ni Situo arise, he vowed to step aside proactively, primarily to ease his elder uncle’s worries.
After securing the courtyard door, Ni Huibo retreated indoors and shelved these concerns for the time being.
His mind was preoccupied with more pressing questions: Was his father alive or dead? Had his mother fallen victim to his father’s enemies? If his mother had indeed passed, where was she laid to rest? And just how formidable was his father’s nemesis, who seemed unshakeable even by the Ni family’s standards?
These urgent curiosities gnawed at him, but he knew that his immediate priority was to grow stronger. To seek justice for his father, to proudly claim his heritage, and to witness his father living a safe and healthy life, he had to gain power.
Determined, Ni Huibo left the courtyard and approached a servant.
“Could you tell me where our clansmen go to train?” he inquired.
Despite his composed facade, Ni Huibo’s clenched fists betrayed his inner turmoil.
“The Martial Hall is the usual place. It’s centrally located within the Ni mansion, and it’s quite popular. I’ll show you the way,” the servant replied.
Recognizing Ni Huibo’s status from the courtyard he’d emerged from, the servant promptly led the way.
A chorus of admiration quickly rose from those around.
Ni Huibo then looked up at the young man, realizing he was Ni Yong.
Ni Yong had returned from the Leap Test with good results, and his name had been a frequent topic of conversation within the Ni family lately. Unfamiliar with the place, Ni Huibo decided to approach him for guidance.
With that thought, once the crowd had dispersed, he approached and said, “My name is Ni Huibo. Are you Ni Yong by any chance?”
Upon hearing this, a flicker of recognition crossed Ni Yong’s eyes. So this was Ni Huibo? Recently, the most talked-about topic had been the contest between Ni Huibo and Ni Situo. Ni Huibo was once considered a fool and a disgrace by the Ni family, but to everyone’s surprise, he had managed to hold his own against Ni Situo.
It was no wonder that Ni Huibo seemed undisturbed by external matters, with clear eyes and a serene demeanor. He was certainly not the failure they had described.
Ni Yong, eager to befriend Ni Huibo, responded with a smile, “That’s me. What can I do for you?”
Ni Huibo’s opinion of Ni Yong had greatly improved. He earnestly replied, “It’s my first time at the Ni family’s Martial Hall, and I’m not yet acquainted with how things work here. Could you possibly show me around?”
“Of course!” Ni Yong replied with a smile. “Just remember that the Martial Hall is where the Ni family members spar and hone their skills. On the stage, we can engage in spirited bouts, but it’s crucial not to be overly harsh and endanger lives. Also, take note of the weapon racks on either side of the stage. They hold a variety of weapons, from swords and spears to sabers and halberds, suitable for both melee and ranged combat. If you don’t have a preferred weapon, feel free to choose one from there.”
Having covered the stage, Ni Yong gestured towards the two-story pavilion behind it and continued, “The pavilion houses various martial arts secrets and techniques. There are methods for swords, blades, staffs, and more. Don’t assume that wielding a weapon makes you unbeatable. It’s only the foolhardy who swing their weapons wildly. The intricacies of these martial arts secrets will become apparent as you study them. For now, don’t rush into learning different techniques. Find a weapon that feels right for you first.”
“I’m sixteen this year, and we’re about the same age, so feel free to call me by my name from now on,” Ni Yong said with a smile.
“Thank you, Brother Ni Yong!” Ni Huibo responded with an immediate nod. Ni Yong was likely the first of the Ni family’s younger generation to extend such kindness to him, and Ni Huibo felt a growing fondness for him.
Ni Yong went on, “The matter I mentioned isn’t of great importance. Since you’ve been allowed into the Martial Hall today, the patriarch must have given you permission to practice immortal techniques. You’ll understand all this in time. The secret cultivation scriptures are the legacy of every family, which is why such a book is forbidden within the Ni family. If you wish to study it, you’ll need to place in the top five in the family competition. You’re in luck; the competition starts in two months. Train hard in these martial skills and show those who underestimated you what you’re capable of!”
Witnessing Ni Yong’s passionate demeanor, Ni Huibo felt an even stronger sense of kinship with him.
Having said goodbye to Ni Yong, Ni Huibo wasted no more time. He made a beeline for the weapon rack and began to select the weapons he preferred.
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