A tall man of about 1.8 meters and a little child about 1.2 meters were entangled together like this.
To be precise, the little child had viciously locked the tall man's limbs, while the tall man's body continuously unleashed a series of thunderous sounds from his muscles and bones, trying to shake off the little child.
This was the scene Hong Tianbao and Chen Yuque saw.
The two of them stared at each other, eyes wide.
"You are... Zhang Fusheng? Is that the name?" Chen Yuque hesitantly spoke, a bewildered expression on her face.
This guy, he just grasped the Pile Skill and Breathing Technique this afternoon, how could he become a Martial Artist by evening and spar with the junior sister like this?
She felt somewhat disillusioned with life.
"Master... Senior Sister Chen..." Zhang Fusheng tried to speak with a twisted expression, "Can you first let this little child let go of me?"
"You're the little child, your whole family are little children!"
The little child erupted in anger, letting out a howl and biting Zhang Fusheng on the back. Her teeth pierced through the clothes and into the muscle, twisting his face in pain.
"Why is this little child biting?"
The little child spoke in shame and anger, locking Zhang Fusheng from behind like an octopus, then exerted force, jumped up with him, and slammed down again!
'Thud!'
The metal floor let out a loud, muffled sound as Zhang Fusheng gasped in pain.
"Broken, the rib is broken!"
Chen Yuque massaged her forehead, quickly stepped forward, grabbing one with each hand, lifting both the big and the small:
"So, what exactly happened? What was that thunderclap and tiger roar just now?"
Zhang Fusheng was startled at heart, he was being lifted by Senior Sister Chen like a chick, without any chance of resistance,
there was a surge of mighty power in her fair hand, like the great tide of a big river.
"Let me explain!"
The little child gritted her teeth:
"This pervert sneaked up quietly to the fourth floor, with unclear intentions, harboring evil plans, I shouted and pounced forward, intending to capture him immediately, who would have expected this villain's skills were so good..."
Her little face turned exceedingly red, eyes almost spitting fire.
Zhang Fusheng felt a toothache,
Chen Yuque looked at the little child in her hand, also at a loss for words.
After a while.
The old Master coughed:
"Little thing, sparring in martial arts, physical contact is inevitable."
He casually defined the situation, but his gaze moved up and down, judging Zhang Fusheng. The old Master still had some impression of this student.
Sitting right in the first row without knowing his limits the day before yesterday, but back then, he was still a completely ordinary person, not having even cultivated the Contemplation Technique,
yet in just two days, he could go toe-to-toe with Dongxi, difficult to separate parity?
The thunder and tiger roar just now, perhaps...
The old Master's eyes brightened slightly.
Chen Yuque let go at this moment, putting down the two, looking at the puffed-up little child, feeling a headache:
"Alright Dongxi, you're almost twenty years old, why are you acting like a child?"
Upon mulling over the Master's 'little thing', Zhang Fusheng understood, oh, this little child, turns out her name is [Dongxi].
What a bizarre name?
The commotion downstairs indicated that the other students had been awakened by the loud noise earlier, and outside the Martial Arts Dojo, there was the sound of 'sirens'.
Hong Tianbao slightly furrowed his brow:
"Yuque, you go check the surveillance for the past two days. Dongxi, go and calm the students. As for you..."
He took a good look at Zhang Fusheng, speaking mildly:
"Come with me."
Receiving the order, Chen Yuque and the little child both responded, while Zhang Fusheng followed obediently behind the Master.
The old Master walked straight downstairs, leaving the Martial Arts Dojo.
By now, it was already the early hours, the night wind slightly cool, streetlights on both sides gathered clusters of moths,
a hovercar slowly landed at this moment.
Zhang Fusheng's eyes widened.
These hover cars, he's only seen them on TV. In both the Lower Three Districts and Central Three Districts, patrolling and responding to incidents were done with regular police cars,
hover cars like these were more often seen in mega and large cities, hover cars were rare in a third-tier small city like Jiangzhou.
With the unique hum of its engine, the hatch slowly opened, a valiant female officer stepped down, bearing three silver stars on her shoulder.
Zhang Fusheng's expression changed slightly, this is... a senior inspector.
The Director General of Jiangzhou's Public Security Headquarters was merely a junior inspector.
In other words, this female officer was only one rank lower than the Director General.
"Elder Hong, the Celestial Eye detected an abnormal sound."
The female inspector greeted politely:
"So I came to have a look."
The old Master nodded slightly:
"Such a small matter, even a Deputy Director got alarmed?"
"Elder Hong, you're being modest."
The policewoman glanced at the shy young man cowering at the back, seemingly indifferent, she smiled:
"You know, the cultists in Jiangzhou have been quite restless lately, the higher-ups worry they might infiltrate the Upper Three Districts, so the inspections are stricter."
Pausing for a moment, she cautiously asked:
"That thunder and tiger roar from ten minutes ago was?"
"I was teaching my apprentice, causing a bit of a stir." The old Master spoke leisurely, calmly folding his hands behind his back.
He stood there, seemingly bringing immense pressure to this Deputy Director.
The Deputy Director forced a smile:
"I see, I thought, why would those sewer rats dare cause trouble near you... I'll head back to headquarters, you have a good rest."
The old Master nodded slightly.
The Deputy Director wasted no more words, returned to the hovercar, the hatch closed, the hovercar turned off its siren, and soared into the sky.
Zhang Fusheng swallowed hard.
The deputy director of Jiangzhou Public Security Headquarters... Why couldn't she speak clearly in front of the old Master?
The status of a Martial Arts Master is actually this high?
The old Master turned around, looking up and down at this young man, lightly asking:
"Little guy, now tell me, what really happened?"
Zhang Fusheng dared not lie, confessing honestly:
"I encountered some sudden situation and wanted to find you to become my mentor, thus went up to the fourth floor."
"Mentorship?"
Hong Tianbao said playfully:
"Little guy, you're so sure I'd accept you?"
Zhang Fusheng didn't answer.
After a moment of silence,
Hong Tianbao sighed:
"When did you reach First Refinement?"
"Reporting to Master, after Senior Sister Chen taught Pile Skill and Breathing Technique at noon, also with a special dietary supplement, I reached First Refinement in the afternoon."
Hong Tianbao's eyelids twitched:
"Learned so quickly?"
"Yes, Master, Senior Sister Chen mentioned I had an epiphany, so my progress in Breathing Technique was a bit faster."
"Hmm, not bad."
Hong Tianbao nodded slightly, feeling a bit of heartache.
In half a day
Learning Breathing Technique in the morning and achieving First Refinement by the afternoon, this kid only took half a day!
From introducing the Mysterious Factor into the body to achieving First Refinement, the shorter the time spent, the better,
Completing this within three years is considered normal, shortened to within a year, and you're a bit of a genius,
If done within a month, then your future is bright.
My little apprentice was a complete prodigy, spending half a month on this step.
And this boy... half a day!
Half a day!!
He coughed slightly, nonchalantly asking:
"So, did you also reach Entry Level in Contemplation Technique?"
"Yes, I reached Entry Level."
Thinking for a moment, Zhang Fusheng added:
"Not only that."
"Not only?"
Hong Tianbao's stroking hand shook, lowering his eyelids:
"Reached Minor Achievement?"
His tone was calm, but his voice unconsciously rose.
"Reached Minor Achievement, but..."
The boy honestly confessed:
"Still not only that."
Hong Tianbao abruptly raised his head, simultaneously, an uncontrollable cry rang out again from inside the Martial Arts Dojo.
It was Chen Yuque, who went to check the surveillance.