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Hearing Feng Xue's words, Liu Qi fell silent. He wanted to promise that he could persevere, but he felt that words were meaningless. Then, he heard Feng Xue continue:

"Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean to belittle you. In fact, it's precisely because this kind of purity is difficult to maintain that it's even more precious. If you can persevere, what's wrong with making you the next sect Sect Leader?"

"Yes, I can definitely hold on!" Liu Qi nodded vigorously, like a corporate slave blinded by his boss's empty promises. Feng Xue, however, smiled and said:

"Don't be so sure of yourself. We have plenty of strength and skill, but heart and will are things you have to discover for yourself. If you can't even withstand the slightest strange look, then you should give up as soon as possible."

"Ah, this..." Liu Qi was momentarily speechless after Feng Xue's words, then he suddenly remembered something terrifying—

I think I forgot to update last night?!

Damn, would anyone believe me if I said I broke through my cultivation level last night and therefore stopped updating?

Thinking of this, Liu Qi maintained his horse stance, took out his laptop from his luggage, and started typing with one hand while holding the laptop in the other. The whole scene was extremely comical, and even Feng Xue almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

However, as they chatted, the streetlights gradually came on along the roadside, where only a few vehicles passing by on the bridge had brought some light. Feng Xue threw the water ball that was constantly rippling back into the river and began to perform a set of boxing techniques that were not so conspicuous.

This is not a secret manual extracted by Feng Xue from Peerless Martial Art, but rather a set of "basic Martial Principles"Basic Fist Technique in existing boxing and kicking manuals with his [Martial] power, dismantling, refining, and stripping away various profound concepts and characteristics.

Although the techniques are rudimentary, they are easy to learn. Moreover, once you master this style, you can incorporate all other styles of boxing into it. It can be considered an all-around foundation and can be developed into different styles depending on your circumstances.

This is an experiment by Feng Xue, and also a summary of her understanding of martial arts.

Liu Qi, who was typing away, heard the whooshing sound of wind in his ears and looked up. He saw his master performing a powerful set of boxing moves. The movements resembled a mix of military boxing and calisthenics, lacking the elegance of a martial arts routine and even appearing less fluid than the Tai Chi practiced by elderly people in the square. However, the "Beauty of Life" he had comprehended the previous night gave him an extremely keen sense of danger, allowing him to clearly perceive the perilous nature of Feng Xue's every move.

Taking out his phone and turning on the recording function, Liu Qi refocused his attention on writing. Although the new book was well received, he still needed the old book's publisher to provide living expenses before it went on sale. Although he now relied on nature for his food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and his master covered some of his expenses, he still had to send some money home every month, partly to be filial to his parents and partly to put their minds at ease.

After all, if the two of them knew that he had resigned to write books, travel, and practice martial arts, they would probably just drag him back to his hometown to farm.

"You've lost your rhythm." Feng Xue's voice suddenly rang in Liu Qi's ears. He was startled from his random thoughts and quickly adjusted his breathing, balanced his center of gravity, and got into the proper posture.

At the Third Experimental High School of Xidu City, the original morning reading time has been turned into a review session. Teachers write problems on the blackboard, and students write them down diligently below.

Of course, there are always some students who are not so well-behaved, but with final exams just around the corner, as long as they don't disturb others, the teachers are too lazy to say anything.

"Ding-dong ding-dong~~ Ding-dong ding-dong~~"

As the bell rang to end the morning reading session, many students stretched vigorously or took a sip of bitter drinks like tea or coffee to perk themselves up. A few students with excellent or very poor grades calmly went about their own business. Some gathered in twos and threes, while others fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow. Within this small classroom, a diverse scene of students' lives unfolded.

Chen Xiyao was one of a kind; her spirits were much better than those of her classmates who were somewhat tired. She could even be described as "full of energy and in high spirits." She stood up lightly, walked out of the classroom, leaned against the railing by the building, took out her phone and started texting, a slightly infatuated smile occasionally appearing on her face.

"Xi Yao, you're really taking it easy!" A voice rang out beside her, Chen Xiyao immediately jumped, instinctively wanting to stuff her phone into her pocket. However, she quickly relaxed and turned her head, saying:

"You're scary!"

"You're too engrossed." Appearing beside Chen Xiyao was a girl with a ponytail. She glanced enviously at the phone in Chen Xiyao's hand and said with a hint of resentment:

"Good grades mean you can do whatever you want! Teachers don't care if you play on your phone!"

"..." Chen Xiyao's lips moved twice, but she ultimately didn't say the words "This has nothing to do with studying." She just glanced at WeChat, and seeing that there was no new reply from Feng Xue, she put her phone in her pocket and leaned back against the railing, saying:

"Your grades aren't any worse than mine!"

"You're way behind! I work from dawn till dusk, only sleeping four hours a day, and drinking coffee like water to maintain this ranking. Unlike you, you can just flip through a book and listen to a lecture and still be number one in the whole grade... Looking at your energy level, you probably don't know what Xijing City is like at two in the morning, do you? You even have time for early romance!"

The girl with the ponytail spoke with envy, but Chen Xiyao seemed to have her armor pierced, and her face immediately turned red.

"Morning, puppy love? No way!"

"An explanation is just a cover-up. Who in the class doesn't know you're dating? You're always glancing at your phone all day long. If it's not dating, are you just chatting with your family?"

"..." Chen Xiyao was speechless for a moment and could only remain silent.

Seeing that Chen Xiyao did not respond, the girl with the ponytail took it as a tacit agreement, feeling a sense of satisfaction at having her gossip confirmed, while also muttering to herself with a hint of curiosity:

"I wonder what kind of handsome man could steal your soul..."

"I..." Chen Xiyao was about to say something when her phone suddenly vibrated. Her expression immediately turned awkward, but she still took out her phone, opened WeChat, and then a sentence appeared before her eyes—

"My [rumored girlfriend], can you please control yourself? That [Uncle Driving a Mercedes] was outrageous enough, and now this [pretty boy] is just... what the hell is he?! Seriously, what kind of impression do you leave on everyone around you? I want to be remembered, but not this way!"

"Oh, this..."