While Ye Wu was receiving the soul imprint in the outer realm, Chen Yang wasn't idle either.
Within the micro-realm, he and Grandpa Yun arrived at the secluded retreat of Master Chanshan.
"After entering the Micro Realm, both Zen Mountain and I made breakthroughs. In addition, the Micro Realm enhanced our physical abilities, so we probably have no rivals in the Chinese martial arts world. Looking at the world, there are a few who are evenly matched."
On the way to Master Chanshan's residence, Grandpa Yun said, "In the past few years in the Micro Realm, my physique has not weakened but strengthened. Compared to those old guys, my advantage is too obvious. The same is true for Chanshan. Only the two of us can barely test your strength."
Grandpa Yun wasn't just flattering him; it was simply that Chen Yang was beyond human comprehension.
He is a guy who has left the top leaders of China helpless. They can only befriend him and dare not use threats. If they threaten Chen Yang, and Chen Yang really gets angry and kills everyone, who can stop him?
Unless all of China's top officials never appear in public again, or they are certain that they can kill Chen Yang someday, they absolutely cannot afford to antagonize him.
Therefore, what Grandpa Yun said was not an exaggeration of Chen Yang, but an exaggeration of him and Chanshan.
His requirement for Chen Yang was that he could not use any non-physical forces, such as the lightness of the wind, or his control over various elemental energies; these were all prohibited.
If Chen Yang had used the Lightness of the Wind or Light, the outcome of this battle would have been a foregone conclusion.
Master Chanshan continues his practice in the small house at the foot of the snow-capped mountain.
This time when they came, Cangyuan was no longer acting as a sweeping ape at the door, but was painting with Master Chanshan.
That's right, he draws, and he draws very well!
Master Chanshan also had some knowledge of traditional Chinese painting, which Chen Yang already knew and was not surprised by.
But the fact that he was able to teach the Azure Ape was truly astonishing.
Master Chanshan was instructing Cangyuan, who was holding a specially made wolf-hair brush, which was dipped in ink, and was freely writing on the paper.
The calligraphy brush in its hand was as thick as Chen Yang's arm, and it was a perfect match for its body shape.
With each stroke of ink, a bold and unrestrained emotion bursts forth, as if the ape is not wielding a brush, but surveying the mountains and rivers.
Even though Grandpa Yun was a man of great experience, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his mouth gaped open enough to fit the calligraphy brush inside.
The painting drawn by the ape is a landscape painting. The mountain is not the Cang'er Snow Mountain, but is closer to the Tianyin Mountain Range. The water is like Chenghu Lake, and the camp is also faintly visible in the picture.
Mountains are solid and imposing, bearing all things, substantial yet not rigid, exuding a spiritual aura; water is gentle and still, reflecting the mountains and the sky, yet possessing its own light, requiring only a few strokes, almost no outlining. In contrast to mountains, water is ethereal, but not floating.
The campsite, barely visible, seemed to have people and smoke in it, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing there. The campsite itself looked like a few small stones scattered across the scene, and the smoke was more like mist.
This, this, this...
Is this even allowed to live in peace?
This painting is absolutely amazing! Even a layman like Chen Yang can tell that this landscape painting is definitely a masterpiece.
Grandpa Yun was an expert, so he was even more surprised.
“Don’t be surprised. I’m also surprised by the ape’s talent. I looked it up and found that apes have a very strong ability to imitate. Their instantaneous memory can even surpass that of human memory champions,” Master Zenshan said.
“Master Chanshan, no matter how much scientific reasoning you give, it’s useless. Even if you bring those scientists here, they won’t believe their own eyes,” Chen Yang said.
“That makes sense. I was just being persistent. I guess the ape really amazed me. To be honest, its level of traditional Chinese painting has surpassed mine.” Master Chanshan nodded.
At this moment, the ape turned around and smiled slightly at Chen Yang.
Laugh at your sister!
At this moment, Chen Yang would rather the ape cried out like other monkeys. He felt that the ape's heart was calm and undisturbed, and it was peaceful and kind to everyone.
Looking at the painting of the ape, which could definitely fetch a very good price at auction, and then at the ape with a smile exactly like that of Master Chanshan, Chen Yang was considering whether he could take the ape out to see the world.
The ape was too strong, not just in the ordinary sense, but strong enough to make many humans feel ashamed.
At least in the realm of traditional Chinese painting, it has already reached a level comparable to that of some masters.
"Its landscape paintings are first-rate, perfectly natural, but its meticulous brushwork is much worse, or rather, much worse. It can't even hold a brush properly," Master Chanshan said helplessly, looking at the ape's hands, which were a size larger than his head, and its short, thick fingers.
"That's enough, that's enough," Chen Yang said quickly. "If you keep teaching it, when it goes to the camp in winter, it will outsmart some of the other inhabitants."
"I was just letting things take their course; the ape wanted to learn it himself," Master Chanshan said.
The ape nodded, then wrote a character on the ground.
"yes"
This guy can write now?!
Chen Yang now understands a bit how the people of the world view him.
Pervert, monster!
That's how he saw the ape too. Without a doubt, the ape had already entered the ranks of highly intelligent beings; spiritual energy was actively gathering within it, which was why it could quickly learn human knowledge—it was also growing.
Perhaps we should change "it" to "he" now.
The intelligence of the ape is probably comparable to that of a European emperor.
However, the "European Emperor" (a legendary figure associated with good fortune) is a product of baptism, while the Azure Ape (another legendary ape) is indeed an evolved form. Therefore, the Azure Ape is even more astonishing.
"Let's add the Azure Ape to Chen Yang's test; the Azure Ape and I work very well together," Master Chanshan said.
Grandpa Yun nodded directly. After all, an experiment isn't an exam; if one method doesn't work, you can try another. And the ape was a good idea. Its strength was almost ten times that of a human, and its physical abilities were superb. Although its skills were far inferior, its fighting instincts were by no means lacking.
However, for the first test, Grandpa Yun and Zen Mountain were still sent up, and Chen Yang, as previously agreed, did not use any non-physical abilities.
When the two grandmaster-level top figures began their attack, the offensive was truly like a storm.
This time, Master Chanshan learned his lesson. The iron rod was specially made by Hong Gui, with an iron core cast in the center. Although it was a bit heavier, at least it wouldn't break.
However, an ideal is just an ideal. Chen Yang snatched the stick and snapped it in two with force.
Master Chanshan truly lived up to his reputation as a top-tier master. He managed to snatch the staff while Chen Yang was still recovering from his initial attack, and then wielded the two sections of the staff with great force.
Grandpa Yun's boxing style was even more troublesome for Chen Yang, because he knew Chen Yang's moves too well, so every move was deadly. Chen Yang's little Chen had been kicked twice with full force, to be honest.
It hurts a little...
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