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Hong Jiaxin could hardly bear to hear Luo Yang's "Hehehe" anymore, as soon as she heard it, she would feel extremely embarrassed.
"I'm going to beat you to death, big sister!" She said with a flushed face.
With that, she aimed to strike with her elbow from behind.
"Squad leader, don't get agitated. Let's talk this through properly," Luo Yang persuaded.
She struggled, unable to use her hands, so she tried to step on his foot with hers.
Whenever she lifted a foot, Luo Yang would also lift his; since he was behind her, she couldn't step on his other foot.
The room was very quiet, the rolling door of the garage on the first floor was closed, and there were no windows, making the air a bit stuffy and hot.
"Teach me the Fist Technique quickly!" She urged.
"Squad leader, come on, I'll teach you," Luo Yang replied.
Immediately, he began to teach her the basic routines of Shadow Fist, hands-on.
The essentials of Shadow Fist weren't complex, and given Hong Jiaxin's talent in martial arts, she was able to grasp it quickly.
The only things she lacked were subtle hearing and a swift response time.
Luo Yang stood behind her, took her hands in his, and led her through Shadow Fist.
The moves didn't look complicated.
"That's it?" queried Hong Jiaxin, confused.
"Yes," Luo Yang nodded.
"You must be lying to me. Such a simple routine can't possibly be the Shadow Fist you use, can it?" She pouted, feeling aggrieved, as tears suddenly rimmed her eyes.
After saying this, she squatted by the garage wall, hands stacked on her knees, face buried in the crook of her arm, obviously harboring unspoken discontent.
What Luo Yang had taught was indeed the essentials of Shadow Fist. It was only because Hong Jiaxin's hearing and reaction time had not met the minimum requirements for Shadow Fist that she failed to see the subtleties and thought he was teaching her a fake version.
She was an ambitious girl who, despite her reluctance to admit Luo Yang's superiority, sincerely wanted to learn from him in secret. The day she'd master the skills would be the day she could counterattack the Japan Collector.
However, after Luo Yang had taught her Shadow Fist, she deemed it too simple to be the true technique, concluding it was probably a set of moves he concocted to tease her.
The thought of being mocked, failing to learn, and facing dangers alone in the future, combined with her yearning for her parents, suddenly overwhelmed her with sadness.
Seeing her look so wronged, Luo Yang quickly sat down next to her, leaning against the wall, and gently shook her fragrant shoulder, whispering, "Squad leader, please listen to me."
Already prejudiced, she assumed he was going to continue making fun of her, and suddenly turned around, flailing her small fists at him.
Even though he was sitting, Luo Yang could easily dodge her little fists.
But with True Qi in his body and greater strength than hers, he didn't need to dodge; he could just reach out and neutralize her attacks.
His hands moved as quickly as lightning, capturing her wrists in an instant as he urged, "Squad leader, listen to me first."
Yet, Hong Jiaxin was not in the mood to listen, unable to use her hands, she attempted to butt him with her head.
Seeing her eyes red, she seemed close to tears.
"Squad leader, please listen to me. If you still hate me after hearing me out, then you can hit me until you're satisfied," Luo Yang said earnestly.
She pursed her lips, staring at the ground with a huff, silent, which counted as tacit agreement.
Ever since she had undone her bun hairstyle, they had been at odds, and she had no chance to comb her hair again. Her full head of sleek hair hung down, satin-like, black and soft, quite pleasing to the eye.
Viewing her features from the side, the curved eyelashes, perky nostrils, gentle lips, and rounded chin, all exuded a certain classical beauty.
Seeing a crystal clear teardrop hanging on the corner of her mouth, he reached out to wipe it away for her.
Hong Jiaxin subtly shook her body, as if in protest, but the smile at the corners of her mouth grew thicker, her lips pursed longer, showing not the slightest displeasure.
She feigned anger, about to elbow him in the chest with a smile.
"Speak quickly if you have something to say," she said with feigned annoyance.
"Squad leader, let me explain in detail," Luo Yang said.
Ever since he acquired the Shennong Scripture, he had known how to open the governor and conception vessels for someone using Acupuncture, but he had never mentioned it to anyone.
Once the governor and conception vessels are opened, Inner Strength can circulate in the Grand Circulation within the human body. In simple terms, it can enhance a person's physique.
A Martial Artist aiming to reach the pinnacle of martial arts must open these channels, or else it would be difficult to achieve greatness.
The foundation of martial arts requires robust physical support.
The governor and conception vessels in Luo Yang's body were burst open by the True Qi from the Shennong Scripture, so he no longer needed to work on opening them. That's why his hearing and reaction speed, among other things, were a notch or two higher than ordinary people.
There are benefits to opening the governor and conception vessels, but it's not without its dangers. When they are first opened, it is possible for Qi Force in the body to reverse its flow temporarily. If it cannot be controlled, it might lead to a situation akin to practicing martial arts and inviting a Demon to possess one, at best resulting in severed meridians and becoming a cripple; at worst, spitting blood and dying on the spot.
This matter was too serious; without the consent of Mr. and Mrs. Hong Zhong, Luo Yang truly didn't dare to recklessly open Hong Jiaxin's governor and conception vessels.
He knew she was a competitive girl, and if he had told her sooner, she would have insisted on trying it. If he refused, it might upset her, and if he consented, it could potentially cost her her life.
Seeing her full of grievances today, not explaining the reason would only deepen her misunderstanding.
So, Luo Yang explained to her.
In conclusion, Luo Yang said, "Squad leader, once you enhance your hearing and reaction speed, with your excellent martial arts talent, you could break through to the first level of Shadow Fist, 'Listening to the Wind for Positioning,' within a day if quick, and a few days if slow."
Hong Jiaxin turned her head, looking up with her lovely face, gazing at Luo Yang eagerly, "Then help Jiaxin open her governor and conception vessels!"
He knew that even after explaining the great danger involved in the process of opening the governor and conception vessels, she would still be willing to take a brave trial.
"Squad leader, without your parents' permission, I..." Luo Yang said hesitantly.
"I can decide for myself. Just help me open them. If something happens, I won't blame you. My parents won't blame you either," Hong Jiaxin stated firmly.
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