Hearing him, Fang Ping turned to look at Lü Fengrou, who also nodded, indicating that what Zhang Haoran said was correct.
At this moment, Fang Ping also resolved in his heart to figure out how to kill those older students.
Zhang Haoran found Fang Ping's determined expression somewhat amusing. He walked over, patted his shoulder, and comforted him, "It's alright, don't you still have your Senior Brother here? We'll see how many of them come. If it's just one person, you'll have to handle it yourself.
But if they want a wheel battle, I can help you. If they can cause trouble for you because of Wang Jinyang, who only taught you for a few days, then there's nothing wrong with me, your Senior Brother, sticking up for my Junior Brother, right?"
He then looked at Lü Fengrou, "Teacher, it would be best if you were also present. For the battle in the arena, Fang Ping and I will suffice. These people are so shameless, they might have some underhanded tricks, so we'll need you to hold the fort."
Lü Fengrou was also quite domineering, "I won't interfere with the battle in the arena. But outside the arena, hmph. Do they really think I, Lü Fengrou, am easy to bully? Both of you remember, once you're in the arena, it's a life-and-death battle, no holding back."
Then, Lü Fengrou changed the subject, "Zhao Xuemei, you've tempered 31 bones in your lower limbs. Fang Ping has also done well these past two days, tempering one lower limb bone. Zhang Haoran, what's going on with you?"
He unleashed his Qi, "Teacher, I've been cultivating these past two days. I feel my Qi is still increasing. I'll start tempering bones once it stops rising."
Through hawking his wares these past two days, his Qi had increased by another two units, now reaching 244 units. Lü Fengrou sensed this, nodded, and said no more.
Lü Fengrou continued, "Today, what I want to teach you is the art of killing enemies. Foundational Fist Technique and foundational leg techniques are the most basic combat techniques. But today, I want to teach you a leg technique with even greater lethality."
With that, Lü Fengrou let out a low shout. She raised her leg and kicked a nearby solid wooden stake. When she retracted her leg, there was a through-hole in the stake.
During this, only a faint 'thump' sound was heard.
Lü Fengrou said in a deep voice, "This is called Chuō Jiǎo. Its lethality is much greater than foundational leg techniques. It focuses on condensing power into a single point and then exploding it. Combined with your tempered lower limb bones, its power is no less than that of firearms.
The essence of Chuō Jiǎo lies in the 'poke' character. Where do you poke? Of course, you poke at vital points: the temple, throat, heart. The goal is to poke the opponent to death with one kick."
The conversation between the three earlier had already frightened Zhao Xuemei. They were discussing how to kill those older students in the arena.
But that was just talk; now, the Chuō Jiǎo being taught seemed like it could genuinely kill people.
So, Zhao Xuemei weakly said, "Mentor, poking vital points will kill people, won't it?"
The other three looked at her; she truly was a Junior Sister. Lü Fengrou glared at her fiercely, "Nonsense! Combat techniques are created for killing and fighting.
First, listen. I'll teach you how to gather power, condense power, and explode power. Basic Moves and continuous Moves..."
After explaining these, Lü Fengrou looked at Fang Ping again, "Fang Ping, you'd best get a pair of pointed leather shoes. Ideally, order a pair of Alloy Boots from the Logistics Department. Remember, once you're in the arena, there's no sparring, only life and death.
Zhang Haoran, the same goes for you. Although I know you have trump cards, you must never be careless at any time. The price of carelessness is death."
He nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, "Teacher, I've already ordered Alloy Boots. They're C-level Alloy, and they should be ready in a few days."
Fang Ping looked at Zhang Haoran resentfully. Why did he have to mention C-level Alloy when just saying Alloy Boots would have been enough?
At the same time, he resolved to order a pair himself. Even if he couldn't afford C-level, he'd at least get a D-level pair.
Lü Fengrou patiently explained the key points of Chuō Jiǎo to the three of them.
Zhang Haoran and Fang Ping mostly understood after one explanation. Zhao Xuemei needed to be told two or three times to remember.
Zhang Haoran, in particular, listened very carefully, regretting not bringing his badge.
To be honest, he had only practiced Foundational Martial Arts School before. And then there were the Martial Arts School from the Nine Yin Manual.
This was his first time encountering combat techniques. Fortunately, Zhang Haoran was someone who had practiced two supreme Martial Arts School.
Moreover, Chuō Jiǎo belonged to a low-level combat technique. It was relatively simple, basically something one could learn instantly.
Soon, an hour passed. Zhang Haoran, having a Major Achievement in leg techniques as a foundation, quickly grasped the essence. He tried a few kicks in the air. His power became more condensed, and the sound of his kicks grew fainter.
The sound of Zhang Haoran's kicks in the air grew fainter and fainter, indicating his deepening mastery of Chuō Jiǎo.
As he was practicing there, a scream suddenly came from beside him.
At the same time, he heard Lü Fengrou scolding, "Idiot! For a Martial Artist, wisdom is also very important. A Martial Artist without wisdom is just a brute."
Zhang Haoran turned to look. It turned out Fang Ping had kicked the solid wooden stake. He was now squatting on the ground, rubbing his foot.
Lü Fengrou continued, "See? This is the price of lacking wisdom. He's only undergone three bone temperings; otherwise, his toes would have been broken."
Fang Ping was on the verge of tears, "Teacher, I just didn't think..."
Lü Fengrou suddenly interrupted Fang Ping, "On the battlefield, one 'didn't think' and you'd already be dead. That's why wisdom is so important. You should temper your Right Foot Bone first. Once your Right Foot Bone is tempered, its hardness will be similar to alloy. With one kick, you'll also be able to kick a hole in the wooden stake, just like me."
Watching the three practice, Lü Fengrou occasionally offered guidance, correcting some of their mistakes. Fang Ping and Zhang Haoran practiced well. Zhao Xuemei still needed to go back and practice more.
After the three finished practicing, Lü Fengrou threw out three bottles of Qi and Blood Pill, "Being my student also has its benefits. As long as you Cultivate diligently, don't worry about Qi consumption. If you run out of Qi and Blood Pill, come find me for more. Of course, the prerequisite is that you must make progress; my Qi and Blood Pill don't come for free."
With that, Lü Fengrou left. At this point, Zhao Xuemei said very dejectedly, "Am I too stupid?"
Fang Ping comforted her, "Not stupid. You have to understand, people are different. Some people are smarter..."
Zhao Xuemei didn't wait for Fang Ping to finish, glaring at him fiercely and saying, "Just you wait, I'll master it very quickly."
With that, she turned and left.
Fang Ping said innocently, "I was really comforting her. Why doesn't this woman appreciate it?"
Zhang Haoran looked at Fang Ping speechlessly and said, "Are you sure that was comfort and not disdain? She's still our Junior Sister. Next time, give her some Face when you speak."
With that, Zhang Haoran also turned and left, constantly pondering in his mind Lü Fengrou's explanation of gathering power, condensing power, and exploding power.
From this perspective, combat techniques and general Martial Arts School still differ significantly. They are not as complex as Martial Arts School, nor do they have as many Moves.
Combat techniques emphasize condensing power into a single point for an instant kill.
Although there are also basic Moves and combos, they focus more on how to gather power and how to unleash it, completely lacking the routines found in Martial Arts School.
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