Seeing the unwillingness and defiance in Hong Jiaxin's eyes, Luo Yang knew she was not admitting defeat at all.
He said softly, "Class president, take a break first."
Hong Jiaxin, with her neck stiffened, retorted, "No! I refuse to believe I'm that much worse than you!"
As she spoke, her legs suddenly drew up, aiming to kick Luo Yang's abdomen to force him back.
In terms of strength, she was no match for him.
When her move did not succeed, Hong Jiaxin felt even more indignant and began to struggle violently.
Defeating him was as hard as reaching the sky.
"Class president, stay calm," he advised.
However, she had secretly resolved to regain some face, so how could she stop unless she managed to kick or punch him?
And Luo Yang precisely did not wish to indulge her competitive disposition, wanting instead to temper her character, which was also a part of his training for her.
Being too rigid is not a good thing.
Whether it's a boy or a girl, having an overly fierce temperament makes it difficult to get along in society.
He advised, "Class president, rest for a bit. Let me explain the essentials of the fist technique."
Hong Jiaxin calmed down upon hearing this.
Although she outwardly resisted Luo Yang, she still recognized his martial prowess internally.
"Out with it! If you lie, you'll know your mistake!" Hong Jiaxin gently pushed Luo Yang and said with a tease.
"Class president, why the rush? Let me think it over, right?" Luo Yang said with a smile.
To mollify Hong Jiaxin's anger, he had to coax her.
Seeing that Luo Yang wasn't speaking, Hong Jiaxin pushed him again and pouted, "I said, as long as you teach me Shadow Fist, I'll give you anything you want."
Luo Yang laughed and said, "Class president, we're our own people, I'll definitely teach you. Who cares about compensation, am I that kind of person?"
With that, he smirked.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You help me, and I'll help you. Teach me the technique quickly," she urged.
"Class president, I'll teach you now," Luo Yang said with a smile.
But he was still pondering.
Growing impatient, Hong Jiaxin bit her lower lip and said coyly, "I'm asking for you to impart martial arts knowledge, and you're not saying! You just don't want to teach me the technique!"
As she spoke, she waved her little fists, ready to strike him.
"Class president, don't get excited. I'll teach you right now," Luo Yang hurriedly said.
"Teach me quickly," she didn't want to wait even a second longer.
"Class president, if you want to master Shadow Fist properly, follow my instructions and practice. Listen as I explain slowly," Luo Yang said.
The essence of Shadow Fist lies in passive dodging; the moves themselves are not the most crucial, unlike other martial arts that have specific sequences to memorize. If you cannot hear the slight flow of air around your body, you won't even master the first layer, Listening to the Wind for Positioning, let alone the second layer, Body Moves with the Qi.
For the first layer, Listening to the Wind for Positioning, the key is to develop superior listening abilities, and secondly, to have enough reaction time. If you possess both, then you qualify.
Luo Yang, having True Qi within him, responded faster than an ordinary martial artist, and his hearing and vision were beyond what normal people could compare. He thought this might also be one of the principal reasons he had effortlessly advanced to the second layer of Shadow Fist.
Having sparred with Hong Jiaxin and understanding her capabilities, he knew her reaction time was lacking and her hearing was not up to standard, naturally making it difficult for her to step into the first layer of Shadow Fist.
Fortunately, both reaction speed and hearing could be improved through training. Once these two metrics were met, one could be considered to have glimpsed the pathway of Shadow Fist.
"It can't be rushed; you have to take it step by step. I will train your reaction speed and hearing..." Luo Yang explained earnestly.
"Make it clearer? I don't understand!" Hong Jiaxin said.
"Class president, you can't understand this?" Luo Yang laughed.
To a female academic achiever, this comment naturally didn't sit well.
Without another word, she swung her little fists at Luo Yang.
"Class president, don't get worked up! Let's sit and talk nicely, it's not good to start hitting someone while talking," Luo Yang said with an awkward smile, dodging a punch.