Bang, bang, bang!
Hua Cheng was practicing boxing against a high-level puppet.
He was shirtless, his muscles clearly defined, each fiber brimming with explosive power.
Hua Cheng's body was covered in dragon scales formed from his Qi.
It was like he was wearing a dragon scale armor.
This dragon scale armor not only enhanced his defense but also boosted his attack power.
Hearing footsteps.
Hua Cheng twisted his arm, his muscles rippling like coiling dragons, and the dragon scale Qi attached to his arm circulated, eventually transforming into nine small dragons clinging to his arm.
One punch!
Boom!
The air exploded with a massive sonic boom from that punch.
The sonic boom was followed by a deafening dragon roar.
The high-level puppet was immediately sent flying backward by the punch.
In mid-air, the puppet seemed to be hit by residual force, continuously being blasted upwards by the power.
It was like skipping stones in the air.
Hua Cheng turned around and waved his fist, "Did you see that?"
"I saw it!"
"Want to learn?"
"Yes!"
Hua Cheng grinned, "That's good! If you don't learn, I'll beat you up! Damn those bastards from the Church, my people suffered such a huge grievance today, I absolutely cannot tolerate this! We must find a way to vent this anger!
This cultivation technique is called the Taiyi Ascending Dragon Art. My old man obtained it by chance. Before I teach it to you, you must promise me that you will not use this technique to bully the weak, harm the innocent, or brutalize your comrades!"
Fang Xin nodded, "I promise, I will not use the Taiyi Ascending Dragon Art to bully the weak, harm the innocent, or brutalize my comrades!"
"Good!"
Hua Cheng clapped Fang Xin on the shoulder with his large hand.
As he spoke, he took out a bamboo slip, "Starting today, set aside two hours every day and focus on practicing this technique. If you encounter anyone from the Church during the midterm exam, beat them to death!"
Fang Xin carefully read the Taiyi Ascending Dragon Art once. After reading it, his heart surged. Hua Cheng was truly straightforward.
He taught a Level 13 cultivation technique just like that.
This technique combined offense and defense, condensing dragon scales from Qi. When cultivated to mastery, one's physical strength could rival that of a true dragon.
Moreover, the dragon scale armor forged by this technique could resist Light Element attacks and had penetration and critical strike bonuses against Light Element shields. Just as Zhuge Heng said, this technique countered Light-Based Talent.
At that time, he would have to give Huo Shi a big gift.
Hua Cheng continued, "The two cultivation techniques I taught you before have many similarities with the Taiyi Ascending Dragon Art. Once you master the Taiyi Ascending Dragon Art, the other two techniques will also become fully understood."
"However, before you practice, you must sense the True Dragon Qi. I have a dragon bone here. Today, try to sense the True Dragon Qi first! Only with True Dragon Qi and Dragon's Might will your combat power receive a corresponding boost!"
Fang Xin looked at the palm-sized dragon bone. The moment his finger touched it, the True Dragon Qi within Fang Xin erupted.
Hua Cheng was stunned, asking in shock, "Where did the True Dragon Qi in your body come from?"
"I got it at the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace when I went there to awaken my Beast Taming Talent!"
Hua Cheng couldn't stop smiling, "I knew it! No wonder Shang Tianque, that Lao Se Pi from the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, specially applied to come to the academy to support you. So that's what happened!
This is good, this is good. You have a congenital Taiyi Ascending Dragon Art Saint Body!
Go practice, go practice. Ask me if you don't understand anything!"
Hua Cheng's laughter was hearty.
To be honest, Fang Xin had a very good impression of Sixth Master Hua.
After observing the cultivation technique, Fang Xin followed what he had learned previously, making his internal blood pulse, and finally, a tiny bit of Qi suddenly emerged. One finger was enveloped by Qi, which transformed into a dragon claw.
Hua Cheng adjusted the gravity coefficient to six times the normal. Under normal circumstances, a Level 4 combat power would be just right at four times gravity. Fang Xin gritted his teeth and threw punches.
The arrogant faces of those from the Church kept flashing through his mind.
Fang Xin's eyes were cold.
His will grew stronger and stronger.
I want to become strong!
I want to become the strongest!
I want to break all the powerful authorities in this world!
I want to kill all the trash who abuse their power and bully the weak, leaving none behind!
Initially, under the gravity, even lifting his arm was difficult, but Fang Xin's eyes were resolute. Enduring all discomfort, he mobilized his blood and stimulated his Qi, throwing punch after punch.
Hua Cheng stood by, and seeing this, he couldn't help but show a satisfied smile.
If this perseverance continued, reaching Level 5 combat power during the midterm exam seemed possible.
On the other side.
Yang Haosi dialed the phone.
"Mom, that Fang Xin is still perfectly fine. Not only did I fail to get my revenge, but now I'm the laughingstock of the entire school. Everyone points at me and says such awful things, and some even call me a clown. If this continues, I'll get depression!"
Jiang Suqing on the other end of the phone quickly said, "Darling, listen to me. I asked your uncle, and it's not that those people from the Sky Shield Bureau are protecting Fang Xin, but rather that Fang Xin is involved in some secrets. Your uncle said that the person behind the Ninth Division is keeping Fang Xin because he has value. But he has no background, and once he loses his value, no one will care if he lives or dies!"
Yang Haosi clutched his phone and roared, "But I want him dead right now!"
Jiang Suqing said, "Son, don't worry. I'll tell you a secret. Your uncle told me this personally!"
"What secret?"
"This time, the Ninth Division's strong protection of Fang Xin has angered some people in the Church. And I heard that Fang Xin's talent is quite good. The Ninth Division already has a monstrous Zhuge Heng that gives them a headache, and they absolutely won't sit by and watch the Ninth Division produce a second monster.
Don't you have a Life-and-Death Arena at Sky Shield Academy? The Church will bribe a new student to go onto the Life-and-Death Arena, challenge Fang Xin, and then eliminate him!"
Yang Haosi heard this and said, "Mom, that Fang Xin's combat power is very strong. He's the undisputed first among the new students. Challenging Fang Xin, isn't that a joke?"
Jiang Suqing hummed, "Son, don't worry yet, listen to me. This plan will be implemented after some time. Fang Xin has a Strength Talent, and all Strength-based Talents are Mangfu (Brutes). After a while, he will be surpassed by students with other talents.
The Church will provide a treasure to the bribed student. That treasure can transmit power. As long as that student wears the treasure, someone with the same talent and high combat power outside the academy will transmit power. To avoid suspicion, it will be gradually built up, making the student's power appear to steadily increase. However, among new students, the increase in combat power cannot be too exaggerated; it will be controlled at Level 4 combat power. But killing that Fang Xin will still be effortless!
So, son, bear with it a little longer, you'll definitely see Fang Xin beaten to death!"
Yang Haosi's eyes were manic, "Mom, don't look for any new students. Let me go, I want to personally finish him off!"
"Son, you're the apple of my eye. Let others do this kind of rough and tiring work!"
Yang Haosi said viciously, "Mom! If I don't kill him with my own hands, I'll always be mocked as a clown by those students. I can't stand that humiliation. I want to avenge myself!"
"Son..."
Jiang Suqing's words were cut off by Yang Haosi, "I don't care! You go find my uncle to arrange it for me! I want to go to the Life-and-Death Arena and personally kill Fang Xin! If you don't arrange it, I won't live!"
"Son, please don't be foolish. You are everything to your mother. I'll go find your uncle right away!"
After hanging up, Yang Haosi kicked the chair by his feet, his eyes sinister.
Not long after, the phone rang.
"Son, your uncle still dotes on you. He agreed!"
