Now that they faced off, Li Chenglong held an overwhelming advantage.
Both sides were riding a tiger they could no longer dismount, and His Lordship the Sect Leader showed no courtesy either. Grabbing Xiang Bing by the hair, he mercilessly beat her again, only claiming victory after he had battered her until her head bled and she could no longer get up, passing out.
"Crazy woman!"
Li Chenglong rubbed his scalp, still shaken.
Thank heavens I have a buzz cut. Otherwise, this fight alone would have left me bald from having my hair ripped out!
"Two of you, take Xiang Bing to a Nutrient Pod."
Wen Xingtian did not so much as blink. "Haul her out in twenty minutes and have her keep fighting."
"Yes."
At the mention of a Nutrient Pod, Li Chenglong immediately perked up. "Teacher, what about me? I can go into a Nutrient Pod too, right?"
"You? You don't need one. What you need to do now is carefully review that fight. How many of those punches and kicks should you never have taken?
"Your current cultivation is undoubtedly above Xiang Bing's, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat and the precise application of moves, you're still far behind.
"To a large extent, Xiang Bing lost to you because she fell into the kind of fight you excel at. Fighting the way you two did, every blow pounding flesh and relying purely on your bodies to withstand the hits, naturally the one with higher cultivation and greater resilience would win. What is there to praise about that?
"But when it comes to technique, you're still nowhere near good enough."
Wen Xingtian looked over at the six students fighting Zuo Xiaoduo, who was still driving them steadily backward. "Go help them! Go take on Zuo Xiaoduo! Get