The Most Brutal Teaching (Part 2)

Having studied these cultivation arts and moves, no one in the world understood and mastered them better than he did!

Xu Pei struck Li Qiye more than twenty times with the cudgel. In the end, she could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, unable even to get back up. Only then did Li Qiye let her go.

"Next." Li Qiye casually pointed at another disciple and said with a smile.

Bang—bang—bang— For a time, the other disciples suffered as well. One after another, they were whipped by Li Qiye until they lay on the ground, unable to rise.

Awakened by Xu Pei's words, the other disciples watched every strike Li Qiye made as he viciously beat them. Even those being beaten memorized each of Li Qiye's blows.

Now, everyone wanted to know the flaws in each of their moves. Some disciples wanted to make up for their weaknesses so they would not be beaten so miserably by Li Qiye. Others hoped to use this chance to see their own shortcomings and improve their cultivation...

Though Xu Pei's words had awakened everyone, not every disciple could spot the flaws in every move. Even if they could see them, even if they themselves clearly knew the weaknesses in their techniques, that did not mean they could remedy them.

The other disciples were not as fortunate as Xu Pei. Li Qiye merely gave them a vicious beating without offering any guidance.

In the end, Li Qiye knocked every disciple to the ground. Agonized cries filled the air. Li Qiye glanced at them indifferently and said with a smile, "That will be all for today's lesson. You get three days off. Think things over carefully, so you won't be stupid enough to make the same mistakes in the next class." With that, he turned and left.

The three-day break passed in the blink of an eye. Li Qiye appeared once more on the training ground of Wash Stone Valley. He swept his gaze over the three hundred disciples and said leisurely, "Today's lesson remains the same. You'll still be taking a beating."

As soon as Li Qiye said this, quite a few disciples' expressions changed. To be honest, many of them had been beaten into fearing him. The taste of the Snake-Beating Cudgel was absolutely not pleasant. That pain was pure torment.

Looking at the three hundred disciples before him, Li Qiye said with a smile, "Will you step out and challenge me yourselves, or should I come knocking on your doors?"

"I'll be the first to challenge Senior Brother." The first person to step forward after Li Qiye spoke was unexpectedly Luo Fenghua. It was not Luo Fenghua's first time taking the lead, but this time was completely different from before.

Luo Fenghua's talent was quite good. Among the three hundred disciples, he could be counted among the very best. His cultivation was far from shallow, and he was a proud and arrogant fellow.

When Li Qiye had first arrived, Luo Fenghua had refused to submit to discipline. In fact, even after Li Qiye gave him a vicious beating with the Snake-Beating Cudgel, he remained unconvinced in both heart and speech. It was only after Li Qiye kicked him flying and broke several of his bones that he was jolted awake.

Though Luo Fenghua was proud and arrogant, he was not an ignorant fool. Li Qiye's kick had shattered several of his bones. The might of that kick made Luo Fenghua realize just how terrifying Li Qiye was!

Only then did Luo Fenghua realize that Li Qiye was not the useless good-for-nothing of legend.

Especially after Xu Pei's words awakened the disciples, many of them began seriously pondering every strike of Li Qiye's Snake-Beating Cudgel. One sentence woke the dreamer. Though they had suffered terribly after Li Qiye's vicious beating, over these three days, many disciples carefully relived and contemplated every one of his strikes. Quite a few gained greatly and found the flaws in their own techniques.

Especially since these flaws had been bought with pain, many disciples remembered them with exceptional clarity.

Luo Fenghua's aptitude had never been poor. Xu Pei's words woke him from his dream, and what he comprehended over the past three days benefited him enormously. He immediately understood Li Qiye's painstaking intentions, and without realizing it, his attitude toward Li Qiye underwent a clear change.

Li Qiye looked at Luo Fenghua with a smile and said leisurely, "Though you are rather arrogant and conceited, at least you are not ignorant enough to be stupid."

This proud and arrogant Luo Fenghua could not help blushing in embarrassment. Lowering his head, he said, "I ask Senior Brother to point me through the maze!" This time, Luo Fenghua was truly earnest and sincere.

"Make your move." Li Qiye did not waste words. Drawing the Snake-Beating Cudgel, he spoke leisurely.

"Forgive my offense—" Luo Fenghua gave a deep shout. As soon as the words fell, he went all out. With a long howl, radiant light surged like a tide. His body was like a hawk, his momentum like a dragon; with every movement and stillness, dragons and tigers followed in his wake.

Bang— Luo Fenghua had barely raised his move when the Snake-Beating Cudgel struck him squarely in the face. He was whipped until stars filled his vision, his nose swollen and bruised, tears streaming out.

Li Qiye showed no mercy. One strike of the cudgel left Luo Fenghua unable to tell east from west, north from south. After bringing the cudgel down, Li Qiye said coolly, "In a battlefield struggle, in the flash of a spark from flint, either you die or the enemy perishes. Between every move lies nothing but a killing blow. Battlefield combat is not a performance contest. No matter how pretty a move looks, it is only a silver spear with a wax tip!"

"The 'Dragon Fights Eagle' move from the Flying Dragon Hand is purely for slaughter. It has no excessive, cumbersome transformations; a killing move should go straight in and straight out." Li Qiye viciously struck Luo Fenghua again and said, "Yet you tried to be clever and evolved an extra variation from this move. One more variation may seem profound, but it is nothing more than drawing legs on a snake, weakening this move's killing power!"

Luo Fenghua's comprehension was excellent. As soon as Li Qiye finished speaking, he immediately changed his technique. His attack became majestic and grand, moving straight in and straight out with stark boldness, like an axe hewing through wood!

"This variation is not bad. What is too hard breaks easily; fierceness must be just right." Though Li Qiye spoke, his hand did not stop. Showing no mercy, he fiercely whipped Luo Fenghua across the face, leaving his face bruised and his nose swollen.

Bang—bang—bang— In the blink of an eye, Luo Fenghua was struck more than ten times by Li Qiye. Before long, Li Qiye knocked him to the ground. The Snake-Beating Cudgel had whipped him until he could not get back up.

The Snake-Beating Cudgel lashed fiercely against his body, and Luo Fenghua howled in pain. Even so, joy remained in his heart. This vicious beating had not been for nothing; he had gained greatly from it.

"Next." Li Qiye mercilessly knocked Luo Fenghua to the ground, then spoke to the other disciples.

Bang— At last, an older disciple stepped forward as the second person to challenge Li Qiye after Luo Fenghua. Yet the moment he made a move, Li Qiye struck both his legs with one blow, sending him crashing to his knees.

"Your attacks are too slow..." Without even blinking, Li Qiye whipped out with the cudgel again. Frightened, the disciple hurriedly rolled across the ground and dodged the strike.

Smack—smack—smack— Before long, Li Qiye had whipped this disciple until his face was swollen and his nose bruised. Under the Snake-Beating Cudgel, he lasted only a dozen strikes or so. Still, those dozen strikes were not endured in vain; Li Qiye pointed out every flaw in his techniques one by one.

Over half a day, Li Qiye viciously beat all three hundred disciples. This time took longer than any previous session. No matter which disciple was being beaten, he pointed out the deficiencies in that disciple's technique variations one by one.

Li Qiye showed mercy to none of them. Every disciple was whipped until they lay on the ground, unable to rise. For a time, the three hundred disciples wailed without end, the pain unbearable. Yet despite the unbearable pain, many disciples gained enormously. They had not taken their beatings for nothing!

Over the following days, Li Qiye viciously beat all three hundred disciples every day. By then, none of the disciples bore any resentment. Some even gladly accepted Li Qiye's vicious beatings. Though Li Qiye showed no mercy and being savagely whipped by the Snake-Beating Cudgel was unbearable, the gains were immense. No matter how great the suffering, it was worth it.

Li Qiye's method of teaching left a deep impression on the three hundred disciples. Under his brutal beatings, it was difficult for these disciples not to remember their flaws and deficiencies. Lessons bought with pain left an impression that ran bone-deep.

Though Li Qiye's way of teaching was rough and brutal, every disciple benefited greatly. For the disciples, especially regarding the variations of techniques, these few short days allowed them to grasp the true profundities of those variations. Mistakes they had once made in cultivation were corrected amid the savage beatings.

In just a few days, many disciples improved with remarkable speed. This was especially true for gifted disciples like Luo Fenghua, whose progress was even more obvious. Under Li Qiye's correction, Luo Fenghua comprehended the true essence of his cultivation art. Thus, after only a few days, the variations in his every move could be called an antelope hanging its horns, wondrous down to the finest hair.

Li Qiye taught in the roughest and most brutal manner, yet the disciples of Wash Stone Valley now bore no resentment toward him. Even strong disciples like Luo Fenghua, who had initially looked down on Li Qiye the most, were now completely obedient to him.

Though Li Qiye's methods of teaching were rough and brutal, what he imparted was the real deal. Every disciple benefited immensely.

With such a responsible, one-on-one teaching method, the disciples had no complaints at all about Li Qiye.

Though Hall Master Zhou, Wash Stone Peak's former instructor, rarely beat or scolded his disciples, his teaching gathered everyone together in one hall. The time he spent teaching in each class was short, and he would stuff the mnemonics and variations of cultivation arts and moves into them like force-feeding ducks. As for whether they understood, that was each disciple's own affair.

Among the three hundred disciples, each had different talent and comprehension. Even with the same cultivation art and the same moves, their results in practice would differ. It was precisely because of this that deviations appeared during cultivation; the more outrageous disciples even cultivated in directions as far apart as south and north.

Now, Li Qiye gave one-on-one guidance and corrected every disciple's shortcomings. This gave every disciple a clear direction for cultivation and a deeper understanding of the profound mysteries behind technique variations.

Thus, in only a few days, many disciples had already glimpsed the gateway to technique variations, and some had even entered the hall! This delighted many of them beyond measure. Li Qiye's few days of instruction surpassed one, even two or three years of their own fumbling explorations!

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