CHAPTER 376: CHAPTER 376: MOOCHING TIGER 3000

Hu Sanqian’s brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and he didn’t say a word for a long time.

He could tell that Chen Guan’s move was not an ordinary Tiger Fist technique but rather a Secret Skill.

However, this truly was a starting move of the Tiger Fist, and someone like Hu Sanqian couldn’t bring himself to argue with Chen Guan, yet at the moment, he genuinely couldn’t think of a way to break it.

Seeing Hu Sanqian’s demeanor, Chen Guan knew it would probably be difficult for him to use pure technique to break the Black Tiger Heart Stealing’s starting move.

This was something Chen Guan had already anticipated; if it were that easy to break, why would Chen Guan take it out to bet with Hu Sanqian?

He himself had carefully studied it, and when used as an opening move, if concealed and not released, the Black Tiger Heart Stealing could indeed be considered a perfect start.

But in real combat, especially in life-and-death struggles, the enemy would have too many gestures to disrupt the perfectness of the Black Tiger Heart Stealing’s opening move.

Hidden weapons, distant sword energy, long-range bow and arrow, or even merely summoning a pet at random to throw over would disrupt the perfection of the starting move.

So the practicality of this move cannot be said to be non-existent, but it is not universal either.

Hu Sanqian was determined to play skills with Chen Guan, making this move genuinely difficult to break.

If Hu Sanqian could even break this move, Chen Guan wouldn’t feel wronged by losing and becoming his disciple.

Chen Guan waited for quite a while, and Hu Sanqian still hadn’t spoken, just furrowing his brow in thought.

Standing motionless as well behind Chen Guan, Fu Tianji was like a robot that’s run out of batteries.

Chen Guan wasn’t in a hurry. Such Primordial Energy consumption might be a bit challenging for others over time, but for Chen Guan, the energy consumed hadn’t even outpaced the energy he could recover.

Minute by minute passed, and over an hour had already gone by, yet Hu Sanqian still hadn’t thought of a way to break the move.

"This kid truly has some skills... Could it really be that I’m about to flip the boat in the ditch today..." Hu Sanqian felt uneasy deep down, but he still couldn’t think of a way to break it, only forcing himself to stay composed and continuing to ponder.

"Master Hu, you can take your time to think. If you ever figure out a way to break the move, you can find me in Black City." Chen Guan retracted the Secret Skill and said to Hu Sanqian.

This was also a way to give Hu Sanqian an out, so he wouldn’t lose so embarrassingly on the spot.

Hu Sanqian’s eyes widened, and he snorted with an air of indignation: "Kid, who do you think Hu Sanqian is? If I can break it, I will; if not, I’ll keep my word and become your disciple. There’s no need to wait for another day. Give me one more hour, and if I can’t break it, I’ll pour the tea and become your disciple right away."

Chen Guan was slightly surprised to hear this; Hu Sanqian indeed was a man of his word.

Though taking such an old disciple felt rather awkward to Chen Guan.

Watching Hu Sanqian deep in thought but unable to find the solution, Chen Guan pondered for a moment and said: "Master Hu, actually my move is a Secret Skill, not purely a technique. It’s technically against the rules, so why don’t we call it even?"

"Stop with the nonsense. Whatever Secret Skill or Secret Technique it is, as long as it’s a Tiger Fist, I must break it." Hu Sanqian said without lifting his head as he continued gesturing.

Chen Guan felt somewhat helpless at this point. Why did he always encounter such peculiar folks? He’s giving them an out, and yet they refuse to take it. Is this guy dead set on becoming his disciple?

"This old man, doesn’t he just want to become my disciple to freeload?" The more Chen Guan thought about it, the more he pitied Hu Sanqian.

He had heard that Hu Sanqian never married or had children, teaching countless disciples throughout his life. Yet, at this age, there’s no one to care for him, and he lives alone on this mountain, quite pitiful.

Chen Guan increasingly felt that Hu Sanqian wanting to take him as a closed-door disciple might just be his way of securing food and lodging in his old age.

Even if Hu Sanqian lost, claiming to become Chen Guan’s master, he could follow Chen Guan as a disciple, getting by under the guise of a disciple.

Thinking of this, Chen Guan’s expression turned a bit complicated; he couldn’t afford to take this loss.

While it’s indeed pitiful, why should he bear this burden when even his own disciples ignore him? He wouldn’t shoulder this responsibility.

"Master Hu, using a Secret Skill to wager with you was indeed unfair. How about we consider this a draw?" Chen Guan wanted to confirm once more whether Hu Sanqian was dead set on losing to him.

"No way, a win is a win, and a loss is a loss. Where’s the draw? Since I accepted, then it’s fair. Once time is up, if I lose, I’ll admit it. Stop asking." Hu Sanqian impatiently said.

Chen Guan almost confirmed now, Hu Sanqian was dead set on sticking to him.

Despite the fact that he’s clearly without much chance, he’s still stubborn. It’s obvious he wants to lose to him and tag along for free meals.

Would any normal person with a sense of decency do such a thing? Anyway, Chen Guan found it hard to believe that someone in the world was so stubborn, refusing an out and insisting on being someone else’s disciple.

"This old man has quite the nerve." Chen Guan felt he couldn’t let the old man attach himself to him; he didn’t have the patience or financial means to support a grown disciple, let alone a living father figure.

He didn’t even have enough savings for himself; why take on a disciple?

Chen Guan secretly calculated how he could retreat without being stuck with this old man.

"Master Hu, with your insight and ability, breaking this move would be as easy as flipping your palm. Only because you respect your senior status do you hold back from overpowering me, a young person. Such dignity truly makes one admire..." Chen Guan activated the Spirit of the Cheerleaders, first praising Hu Sanqian a bit.

Before Hu Sanqian could speak, Chen Guan continued: "I know you have your pride and would certainly want to counter with skill. I also know you can definitely break it, but there’s a condition I need to clarify: If you exceed the allowed time, it won’t count as your win."

"When has Hu Sanqian ever gone back on his word? One hour means one hour; even if I exceed by a single second, it counts as your win." Hu Sanqian thought Chen Guan was getting scared, boosting his morale.

Since Chen Guan was afraid he’d break the move, he insisted on breaking it to prove to Chen Guan, making him give up and obediently become his disciple.

Fierce Tiger Roar on the Hill, combined with this Tiger Fist initiative, would match perfectly with his Tiger Fist, making him want to take on this disciple.

Of course, in the unlikely event of failure, Hu Sanqian had already figured a counter-plan.

He could become Chen Guan’s master; no one ever said a master can’t learn from the disciple.

At that time, he could also teach the Tiger Fist to Chen Guan, allowing him to continue promoting and carrying forward the Tiger Sect.

Chen Guan’s feeling that Hu Sanqian wanted to freeload off him had something to do with Hu Sanqian’s mindset as well.

After all, with such a mindset, Hu Sanqian wasn’t as afraid of losing, and his emotional state naturally shifted as well.