Stupid Teacher, Sooner or Later I'll Go All Out on You!

[First Disciple: Ning Rongrong]

[Age: Twelve]

[Martial Soul: Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda]

[Spirit Rings: Yellow, Yellow]

[Soul Power: Level 30]

[Ultimate Techniques: Tai Chi Fist (Proficient), Eight Trigrams Record (Beginner)]

[Martial Soul Strength: 3501]

[Physical Strength Age Limit: 3691]

[Exceptional Trait Entries: Exceptional Beauty, Pay-to-Win Wonder Woman, Exceptional Background]

[Rapidly Evolving Trait Entry: Miracle Support Girl upup↑]

[Rapidly Evolving Trait Entry: Strongest Supporter upup↑]

[Student Status: High Risk!]

[Reminder: Student Status: High Risk! High Risk! High Risk!]

Star Dou Forest.

Sensing the system panel's red warning, Su Chen appeared as calm as ever as he sat atop a tree branch and watched the show. In reality, every nerve in his body was taut as he stared intently at Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong was his only disciple. If she really got played to death by a soul beast, things would be seriously bad.

Not only would the system's disciple-taking progress be reset to zero, but he would probably also have to face the fury of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Most importantly, without such a spoiled little devil of a student, life would lose quite a bit of fun.

With the Transcendent Immortal Flute in hand, Soul Power was already circulating through Su Chen's body. The slightest sign of trouble, and he would step in immediately.

Suitable soul beasts might be hard to find, but they were nowhere near as important as his disciple.

"Rongrong, Tai Chi Fist uses softness to overcome hardness. It works against Dai Mubai, and it works against soul beasts too."

"But humans and soul beasts ultimately have different forms. The wonder of martial arts, the wonder of combat, lies in adapting to circumstances and treating each opponent differently. You cannot apply techniques rigidly. To defeat the Seven-Star Tiger, you must make full use of the Eight Trigrams methods—seek the Gate of Life and force it toward the Gate of Death. This will also lay a foundation for you to learn exceptional techniques in the future."

"The Seven-Star Tiger is born of the earth, flourishes in great marshes, emerges in severe drought, and runs rampant without restraint. Yet life is death, and it dies where it is born."

Su Chen's voice drifted slowly through the air as he instructed Ning Rongrong.

Several hundred meters away.

Ning Rongrong's white dress was torn, her hair disheveled. Bruises mottled her body, while bloody claw marks torn open by tiger claws were a horrifying sight.

The Great Strength Vajra Tiger crouched low across from her, and it was in no better condition. One of its two protruding fangs had been snapped off. Its massive, sturdy body bore no bloodstains, but it had been beaten into uneven lumps and dents. Yet a mysterious Mysterious Yellow Energy radiated from its body, slowly healing its wounds.

The girl and tiger had both been driven into a frenzy, glaring furiously at each other.

In this life-and-death duel, Ning Rongrong no longer had the mind to curse Su Chen. She could only focus fully on pondering his teachings, thinking of countermeasures, and giving the battle everything she had. Her entire being had sunk into this bloody fight.

Her feet stepped through the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. The young girl's stance was as steady and imposing as a mountain. Her lower body rooted itself to the ground, her waist and hips becoming an axle. As her arms circled, Tai Chi flowed endlessly, drawing all the Great Strength Vajra Tiger's savage force into an invisible vortex. Then she borrowed its strength and fiercely punched the beast, leaving it dizzy and disoriented.

The Great Strength Vajra Tiger climbed back to its feet, roared, and forcefully exhaled!

Its repeated attacks had been dissolved without a trace, and its opponent was nothing more than a delicate little sugar doll!

Sweat beaded on Rongrong's forehead. Though she could deflect the tiger claws' killing strikes aimed at her heart, she could not avoid being wounded by them. Fine droplets of blood seeped from her body, steadily draining her strength.

This dead tiger was much harder to deal with than Dai Mubai.

Not only was it incredibly strong and ferocious, its body was like forged steel. Her Tai Chi Fist could redirect force and borrow force, but she was ultimately a support-type soul master. She lacked powerful killing strength and could not land a fatal blow.

"Gate of Life."

"Gate of Death."

"Heaven Qian, Lake Dui, Earth Kun, Mountain Gen, Thunder Zhen, Wind Xun, Water Kan, Fire Li."

"I understand now, you dead teacher!"

"Life is death, and death is life. A person's strengths are also their weaknesses!"

"The Great Strength Vajra Tiger has a hard fate and a powerful physique. Whatever is strong must have a weakness."

"Soul beasts cannot escape their reproductive instincts, so its fatal weakness is its butt!"

"I'm going all out on it right now!"

"Ahhh!"

Ning Rongrong's gaze swept over the Great Strength Vajra Tiger's rear. Sure enough, it was as pink and tender as a monkey's butt.

She immediately came to a realization. Gritting her pearly teeth, she went all in!

Her footwork shifted. Three unbroken lines at Qian, six broken lines at Kun; her left foot stepped onto Zhen while her right foot turned toward Dui. After circling the Seven-Star Tiger for a moment, her waist suddenly twisted, and she used the soft force of Grasp Sparrow's Tail to coil around the tiger's forelimb, actually flipping its thousand-jin body as it pounced toward her.

"Seven Treasures Have Names: Strength, Speed!"

"Hah, White Crane Spreads Its Wings!"

The sun slanted westward, stretching the shadows.

A disheveled young girl stood with a posture as fluid and graceful as a soaring white crane.

And one of her hands swiftly plunged into the Seven-Star Tiger's weak point.

The Seven-Star Tiger seemed to have been struck by lightning. It turned its head and looked incredulously at Ning Rongrong behind it, its eyes seeming to say:

Human, you have no martial virtue!

"Oh? Nothing happened?"

"White Crane Spreads Its Wings!"

"I spread my wings!"

"I'll spread them again!"

"Keep spreading!"

"Hah! Hah! Hah!"

The moment the Great Strength Vajra Tiger's weak point was breached, the muscles that had been hard as iron all over its body instantly went limp.

Ning Rongrong's relentless Thousand-Year Kills had already made it howl in agony.

Its miserable tiger roars immediately echoed through the forest.

Ning Rongrong had no idea how many times she had stabbed the Seven-Star Tiger's weak point. By the end, her arm had gone limp, and she fell backward without strength.

Seeing this, Su Chen sighed in relief, though he could not help finding it somewhat amusing.

Having Ning Rongrong fight the soul beast herself was, first, to train her practical combat ability, and second, to help her better understand the principles of Tai Chi, yin and yang, the mutual generation and restraint of the Eight Trigrams, and the Gates of Life and Death.

This would be of great benefit when she learned Fenghou Qimen in the future.

After all, Fenghou Qimen was an exceptional technique. It was not something a Soul Grandmaster in her twenties could immediately master just because she wanted to learn it.

Fenghou Qimen was the culmination of Daoist Eight Trigrams and yin-yang arts. If one could not thoroughly understand yin and yang and the Eight Trigrams, or fully grasp the elements and fortunes of the Eight Gates, then even with the cultivation advantages of a martial soul, it would be impossible to truly master Fenghou Qimen.

"Alright, it has basically lost its ability to fight. Stop tormenting it and give it a fatal blow."

Su Chen tossed a sharp iron sword in front of Ning Rongrong.

Then he played the Transcendent Immortal Flute.

Notes from the flute swirled around her, transforming into streams of healing vitality that flowed into her body and helped Ning Rongrong recover some Soul Power.

Ning Rongrong shot Su Chen a resentful glance. At this moment, in her heart, her teacher had it coming.

You heartless teacher hiding beneath that Immortal exterior, I'm going to sit on your face and grind against it!

Then I'll slap your butt and ride you like a pig!

Just wait, you stupid teacher. Sooner or later, I'll go all out on you!

But she could only think about it.

Back to reality.

Ning Rongrong could only pick up the iron sword, grit her teeth, and viciously slash at the Seven-Star Tiger's neck.

As blood splattered, an exceptionally dazzling purple Spirit Ring rose from its corpse.

Su Chen looked at Ning Rongrong with satisfaction.

"Absorb the Spirit Ring without worry. I'll stand guard for you."

"After you finish absorbing it, remember to wash your hands."

Those last words made Ning Rongrong want nothing more than to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it!