The sun rose in the east, and a faint morning glow scattered over Heart of Fire Academy.
Early in the morning, after the academy's four students washed up with cool, clear well water, they began their daily special training.
Xin, as a teacher, led by example, starting his morning exercise early.
Xin's morning exercise was actually very simple; he just leisurely performed a set of Royal Swordplay with the small branch usually kept in the left window by the schoolhouse entrance, and that was enough.
Ning Rongrong would always actively arrive early at the schoolhouse to wait, gazing adoringly at Xin as he wielded the small branch.
Zhu Zhuqing would also accompany her, arriving early at the schoolhouse to await class. When the teacher explained well or danced wonderfully, her usually cold face would reveal an expression of sudden realization, as if bathed in a spring breeze.
A good teacher is someone who can open people's hearts and help them change themselves.
Meng Yiran was the fourth student of Heart of Fire Academy, and the third direct disciple. She had only recently arrived and sometimes found it difficult to get up early.
On her first day of class, 'Senior Sister' Ning Rongrong seriously warned her not to be late or leave early, or the consequences would be severe: she would get her palms slapped and have to write a self-criticism!
After morning exercise and breakfast, they gathered in the schoolhouse, where students could ask their teacher, Xin, questions.
For example, difficulties encountered in cultivation the previous day, or anything they didn't understand about unique skills, cultivation methods, or Spirit.
After answering their questions, the daily special training officially began.
Heart of Fire Academy's special training was different from Shrek's unified special training.
Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Meng Yiran, the three female students, all had their own customized training standards, and even Bell was no exception.
Ning Rongrong focused on physical strengthening, with a heavier physical load, but as a support system Spirit Master, she endured immense pressure.
Especially after cultivating the third stage of Rokushiki "Iron Body", she entered the second phase of special training, beginning to refine blood and temper bones. Every day, she had to use the Rokushiki "Iron Body" secret technique to compress all her blood and bone marrow, condensing and densifying them.
Each moment of crushing pain was no less than being inside a sealed compressor, feeling as if she was about to be pressed into a meat patty.
In addition to bone compression and blood condensation, she also needed to practice Rokushiki , sparring daily with a hard iron stake without using Rokushiki "Iron Body" to protect her arms.
Xin told her, "One day, when you can use Rokushiki's Finger Gun to pierce through the iron stake, and also leave a fist print on tofu without damaging its shape, then your boxing skill will be complete."
Ning Rongrong believed him.
The poor little girl, despite having undergone two months of physical strength training, had transformed from a delicate, pretty little princess into a 'tough guy' with two small buns in her hair. But that was still just a mortal body!
Whoosh!
She struck the tofu with one small hand and the iron stake with the other.
The tofu was directly smashed to pulp.
And the small hand that struck the iron stake immediately swelled red, making her face fill with grievance and her eyes well up with tears: "Wah—Teacher, you lied!"
"A normal punch would easily smash tofu, let alone a punch that can pierce through an iron stake. And… can a fist really pierce through an iron stake?"
Forget piercing through it, she couldn't even dent it.
Xin said nothing, merely took another piece of tender white tofu from the nearby water Cylinder and placed it on the wooden stake beside the iron stake.
"Rongrong, stand back."
"Huh? Oh."
Ning Rongrong was a bit puzzled. Even if the teacher was going to unleash power, he'd hit the iron stake, not her. Why did she need to stand back?
As Ning Rongrong took two steps back, Xin then found a position, and without using his Spirit or spirit power, he simply stood there, took a deep breath, extended his palm, and transformed it into a fist!
*Boom!