A six-foot-tall giant and a four-foot-tall Little Bean were tangled together like that.
More precisely, Little Bean had viciously locked down the giant's limbs, while continuous Tendon-Bone Thunder burst from within the giant's body, trying to shake Little Bean away.
This was the sight that greeted Hong Tianbao and Chen Yuque.
The two of them stared at each other, wide-eyed.
"You're... Zhang Fusheng? That's your name, right?" Chen Yuque asked hesitantly, bewilderment rising on her face.
This guy had only gotten started with Stance Training and the Breathing Technique that afternoon. How had he become a martial artist by night, even trading blows evenly with her junior sister??
She felt as though her entire life had crumbled.
"School Master. Senior Sister Chen." Zhang Fusheng grimaced. "Could you get this Little Bean to let go of me first?"
"You're the Little Bean! Your whole family is Little Beans!"
Little Bean flew into a rage. With a howl, she bit down on Zhang Fusheng's back, her teeth piercing through his clothes and flesh. The pain twisted his features.
"Why does this Little Bean bite people too?"
Little Bean spoke in shame and fury. Clinging to Zhang Fusheng's back like an octopus, she locked him down, suddenly exerted force, leaped up with him, then smashed him back down!
Thud!
A heavy boom rang out from the metal floor, and Zhang Fusheng sucked in a cold breath.
"It's broken! My ribs are broken!"
Chen Yuque rubbed her forehead and hurried forward. One hand each, she lifted both the large and small ones up.
"So what exactly happened? And what were that thunderous roar and tiger's roar just now?"
Zhang Fusheng's heart jolted. Held by Senior Sister Chen as if he were a chick, he had no room to resist at all.
That fair palm of hers contained surging power like the tides of a great river.
"I'll explain!"
Little Bean gritted her teeth.
"This dead pervert sneaked into the fourth floor. His intentions were unclear, his heart was crooked, and he was clearly plotting something. I shouted and pounced on him, ready to capture him on the spot, but who knew this thief was so skilled—"
Her little face was crimson, and her eyes looked ready to spit fire.
Zhang Fusheng felt his teeth ache.
Chen Yuque was equally speechless as she looked at the Little Bean in her hand.
After a while.
The old School Master coughed.
"Little thing, physical contact is unavoidable when sparring."
He casually defined the matter with that single remark, though his gaze swept Zhang Fusheng up and down. The old School Master still had some impression of this student.
The day before yesterday, he had brazenly sat in the first row without knowing the height of heaven or the depth of earth. Yet at the time, he had been a completely ordinary person, one who had not even practiced a Visualization Method.
But in just two days, he could actually trade blows with Dongxi, neither gaining the upper hand?
That thunderclap and tiger's roar earlier were probably...
The old School Master's eyes brightened slightly.
Chen Yuque released them then, setting both down. Looking at the puffed-up Little Bean, she said with a headache, "Enough, Dongxi. You're nearly twenty already. Why are you really acting like a child?"
Zhang Fusheng, who had been pondering the old School Master's "little thing," finally understood. This Little Bean's name was Dongxi.
What kind of bizarre name was that?
Noise rose from downstairs. Clearly, the students had all been awakened by the huge commotion just now. Outside the Martial Arts Academy, the sound of police sirens could also be heard.
Hong Tianbao frowned slightly.
"Yuque, go check the surveillance footage from the past two days. Dongxi, go calm the students down. As for you..."
He examined Zhang Fusheng from head to toe and said lightly, "Come with me."
Chen Yuque and Little Bean answered, while Zhang Fusheng obediently followed behind the old School Master.
The old School Master, however, headed straight downstairs and out of the Martial Arts Academy.
It was already the dead of night. The night wind carried a faint chill, and clusters of moths swarmed around the streetlamps on both sides of the road.
A hovering police car slowly descended.
Zhang Fusheng's eyes widened.
He had only ever seen Hovercars on television. Whether in the Lower-Level District or the Mid-Level District, patrols and emergency responses all used ordinary police cars.
Hovercars like this were more commonly seen in giant cities and Large Cities. In a third-tier small city like Jiangzhou City, they were a rare sight indeed.
Amid the distinctive hum of its engine, the cabin door slowly opened, and a valiant-looking policewoman stepped out, three silver stars displayed on her shoulder.
Zhang Fusheng's expression shifted slightly. She was a Senior Inspector.
Even the Director of the Jiangzhou Public Security Bureau was only a Junior Inspector.
In other words, this policewoman was only one rank below the Director.
"Old Master Hong, the Sky Eye detected abnormal sounds."
The female inspector greeted him politely.
"So I came to take a look."
The old School Master nodded faintly.
"Such a small matter was enough to bring out a Deputy Director?"
"You flatter me, Old Master Hong."
The policewoman glanced at the handsome youth shrinking in the back, but did not pay him any mind. Smiling, she said, "You know how it is. Jiangzhou's cultists haven't been very peaceful lately. The higher-ups are worried that cultists may have infiltrated the Upper-Level District, so the inspections have been stricter."
After a pause, she asked cautiously, "The thunderous sound and tiger's roar from ten minutes ago were...?"
"I was teaching my disciple and caused a little commotion." The old School Master spoke unhurriedly, standing quietly with his hands clasped behind his back.
He merely stood there, yet seemed to place immense pressure on this Deputy Director.
The female Deputy Director forced a smile.
"So that's how it is. I was wondering how those sewer rats dared make trouble near you, Old Master Hong. Then I'll take my people back to the Bureau first. Please rest well."
The old School Master nodded faintly.
The female Deputy Director did not waste words. She returned to the hovercar, the cabin door closed, and the hovercar extinguished its police lights before shooting into the sky.
Zhang Fusheng swallowed.
A Deputy Director of the Jiangzhou Public Security Bureau... Why could she barely speak properly in front of the old School Master?
Was the status of a Martial Arts Master really this high?
The old School Master turned around and looked Zhang Fusheng up and down, asking lightly, "Little fellow, tell me. What exactly happened?"
Zhang Fusheng did not dare deceive him and honestly explained, "Something unexpected happened. I wanted to come ask you to take me as your disciple, so I went up to the fourth floor."
"Take you as my disciple?"
Hong Tianbao said playfully, "Little fellow, you're certain this old man will accept you?"
Zhang Fusheng did not answer.
After a moment of silence.
Hong Tianbao let out a breath.
"When did you reach First Refinement?"
"Reporting to School Master, after Senior Sister Chen taught me Stance Training and the Breathing Technique at noon, I ate a serving of specially supplied food supplements. I reached First Refinement that afternoon."
Hong Tianbao's eyelids twitched.
"You learned that quickly?"
"Reporting to School Master, Senior Sister Chen said I had an epiphany, so my progress with the Breathing Technique was a little faster."
"Mm, not bad."
Hong Tianbao nodded slightly, though his heart was twitching.
Half a day.
He had learned the Breathing Technique in the morning and reached First Refinement in the afternoon. This kid had only taken half a day!
The less time it took to draw Mysterious Factor into the body and reach First Refinement, the better.
Completing this step within three years was considered normal. Reducing it to within one year made one a minor genius.
If it took only one month, then the future was boundless.
His own little disciple was an out-and-out monster, having taken only half a month for this step.
But this youth... half a day!
Half a day!!
He coughed lightly and asked without changing expression, "In that case, you must have naturally gotten started with the Visualization Method as well."
"Yes, I got started."
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Fusheng added, "More than that."
"More than that?"
Hong Tianbao's hand stroking his beard trembled as he lowered his eyelids.
"Minor Accomplishment?"
His tone was calm, but the end of his sentence rose involuntarily.
"It is Minor Accomplishment, but..."
The youth answered honestly.
"It's still more than that."
Hong Tianbao abruptly raised his head. At the same time, another uncontrollable cry of shock rang out from inside the Martial Arts Academy.
It was Chen Yuque, who had gone to check the surveillance footage.
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