Special Training (2)

"Pei Shao!" Dongfang Yinyin let out a shriek. The sheer volume made Pei Shao shudder involuntarily and open his eyes. He saw Dongfang Yinyin staring at him as though she wanted to devour him alive.

"This... I, what did I do?" Pei Shao looked at the two slightly blackened finger marks on the chest of Dongfang Yinyin's white training uniform, then at his own hands in disbelief.

"You're still asking what you did? Tell me, what did you do? Are you thinking of doing it again?" Dongfang Yinyin's tearful voice left Pei Shao completely dumbfounded. At this point, even a blind man could tell that those two finger marks on her chest could not possibly have been made by Dongfang Yinyin herself.

"This..." Pei Shao had no idea what he was supposed to say next. He could only sneak glances at Dongfang Yinyin and give an incomparably awkward chuckle. "Well... luckily, I never trained in the Great Vajra Finger. Otherwise..."

Dongfang Yinyin said nothing more. Her face was as pale as Sadako's on television.

The two stared at each other like a pair of Wild West cowboys, sparks flaring in their eyes. But the flames in Dongfang Yinyin's eyes were far fiercer, growing with every gust of wind, while Pei Shao's grew weaker and weaker. After all, no matter how one put it, Pei Shao had gotten the better end of this incident.

After an unknown amount of time, Dongfang Yinyin unexpectedly asked in a faint voice, "Do you still want the Great Vajra Finger?"

"..."

"Alright, let's move on to the next fist technique. We don't have much time!" Dongfang Yinyin's calm, emotionless words gave Pei Shao an ominous feeling. What he did not know was that when someone's stimulation reached its limit, they could instead become calm, feeling that nothing in the world could hurt them anymore.

Dongfang Yinyin was like that now. Although she desperately wanted to kill Pei Shao on the spot, that would have to wait until after her match with Kai.

"This move is called the Seven Star Fist. Please correct me."

"This move is the Flying Phoenix Fist. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"This move is..."

Afterward, Pei Shao felt that he had taken far too much advantage of her. Seeing Dongfang Yinyin's displeased expression, he cautiously followed Castle's prompts and guided her step by step through improving all of her fist techniques. Only then did the atmosphere between them gradually return to normal.

Once they had gone through the fist techniques, it was time for leg techniques.

Dongfang Yinyin said, "The leg techniques I can fully master right now include front kicks, roundhouse kicks, back kicks, spinning back kicks, side kicks, double flying kicks, whip kicks, tornado kicks... and so on. Which one do you want to see first?"

"Let's go with the double flying kick!" Pei Shao coughed and casually picked one that sounded impressive.

Dongfang Yinyin said, "Oh. Then stand a little farther away from me. I'm afraid I might accidentally kick you!" What she really meant was that she was afraid she would be unable to control the hatred in her heart and kick Pei Shao to death.

"It's fine! You won't!" Though Pei Shao did not know martial arts, he was not the sort of person who would cower far away just because he saw someone practicing. He added, "If I stand too far away, it'll be hard for me to point out on the spot which movements need improvement!"

"Fine, then!" As Dongfang Yinyin spoke, she took up her stance and fixed her blazing gaze on Pei Shao, silently waiting for him to say the words, "Start!"

Traditionally, the double flying kick consisted of two roundhouse kicks. After the first roundhouse kick snapped out and the leg straightened in that instant, the second roundhouse kick should immediately follow, before returning to the initial stance. However, Dongfang Yinyin's double flying kick was somewhat different. In this move, she had even surpassed her father.

Thanks to her extraordinary flexibility, after executing two roundhouse kicks, she could rapidly add several more sets of the same movements. It could even be said that her double flying kick had reached the realm of the Chain Double Flying Kick, an enhanced version of the double flying kick.

The advantage of this enhanced version was that it could catch an opponent off guard and force them to remain on the defensive without respite, until Dongfang Yinyin found an opening and defeated them in one stroke. But it had one drawback: it required a very broad space in which to unleash the attack.

At this moment, although Pei Shao looked like a martial arts master on the surface, he had no idea that standing so close while watching an expert practice martial arts was a dangerous thing. He thought that improving leg techniques would be just like the fist techniques from before, where Dongfang Yinyin only needed to stand still and strike a pose.

But what Pei Shao did not expect was that Dongfang Yinyin suddenly launched an attack at him!

Because Dongfang Yinyin had seen how confident Pei Shao sounded, despite her misgivings about his "improvements" to martial arts, she believed that with Pei Shao's skills, there would at least be no danger.

But Dongfang Yinyin never expected that, just as she unleashed the enhanced double flying kick to its fullest extent, Pei Shao would stand there perfectly still, like someone who knew absolutely nothing about martial arts!

Then, with a loud bang, Pei Shao was kicked squarely in the shoulder. His body staggered straight backward out of control. Dongfang Yinyin's heart jolted at the sight. That kick carried at least three hundred pounds of force, and she had not expected Pei Shao to actually fail to dodge it—not even making a single evasive movement.

The instant the kick landed, Dongfang Yinyin's first reaction was to rush over and ask Pei Shao if he was alright!

But behind Pei Shao was that damned wall that had bounced the shoe back earlier. Just as the sudden force nearly knocked Pei Shao unconscious, the wall behind him swiftly rebounded once more, sending his body flying back forward.

Dongfang Yinyin happened to be rushing toward him at that moment. Neither had time to make a sound before their heads collided again with another bang.

After suffering two consecutive blows, Pei Shao's head was buzzing, stars danced before his eyes, and a huge swelling had risen on his forehead. Just when he felt like he was about to die, a soft, warm, and springy body suddenly supported him from the side and asked with some concern, "You... why didn't you dodge?"

Pei Shao could not say a single word. He felt as though all the strength had drained from his body. That kick had truly been no light blow.

Seeing his expression, Dongfang Yinyin hurried around to his side and wrapped her arms around his waist. Pei Shao's hand naturally settled on her fragrant shoulder as he finally managed to steady himself.