"Take off your shirt."
Faced with the senior instructor's demand, Yi Chen had no choice but to comply.
After undoing the last button and removing his shirt, he revealed a body unlike an ordinary person's. The scar where new flesh had filled in his chest was also quite conspicuous.
Smack!
Baili suddenly drew a slender riding crop and struck Yi Chen directly in the side of his abdomen.
An ordinary person would have been in so much pain from such a strike that they would roll and leap about, but Yi Chen's expression looked somewhat strange.
The external oblique muscle struck by the riding crop caved in slightly, then slowly returned to its original shape as if being inflated.
Smack, smack, smack!
She then struck several other parts of Yi Chen's body, all of which reacted in a similar way. Even in areas that should not have contained muscles, small lumps resembling muscle groups filled out the flesh.
After finishing the whipping, she used the riding crop to scrape across the muscle group along Yi Chen's side.
"I can't teach you. The reason is simple! The form of your body has already surpassed all conventions. Just look at the distribution of your muscles and their adaptive conditioned reflexes. It's simply absurd.
"Movement techniques are built upon my understanding of the body.
"And my understanding isn't suited to you... Go back and find Zede. In this city, he's the only one who can teach you about the physical level of things.
"Besides, in my view, you don't need to pay too much attention to movement techniques at all. Using the time you would spend learning them to further understand your body might produce better results."
"Understood."
While Yi Chen put his clothes back on, Baili rummaged through a drawer and took