Chapter 22: Zhao Ya's Illness

Although Liu Yang had received guidance from Zhang Xuan, he didn't think the other had real ability, only luck.

After all, just swapping left and right fist patterns wasn't a technique.

Thus, deep down, he still looked down on this teacher before him, even disregarding him entirely.

"Teacher!"

Entering the room, he cupped his fists at Zhang Xuan, his tone lacking much respect.

"I've seen the martial technique you used!"

As if not noticing his disrespect, Zhang Xuan spoke: "To have cultivated Flying Flower Fist to minor success and Inch Dragon Fist to major success at such a young age is not bad!"

"What? You... how do you know I cultivated... Inch Dragon Fist?"

Hearing this, Liu Yang, who had been completely indifferent, nearly fainted from shock.

Logically, his strength was too low, so he should focus on cultivation techniques; even if he practiced martial techniques, it should be ordinary ones like Flying Flower Fist, not Inch Dragon Fist!

Inch Dragon Fist, a mortal-grade low-rank martial technique, was far more powerful than Flying Flower Fist!

To increase his strength, he had hidden from his family and cultivated this fist technique!

Since reaching minor success, he had never displayed it before anyone; earlier, in front of Zhang Xuan, he only showed Flying Flower Fist. Yet Zhang Xuan said he cultivated Inch Dragon Fist, and at major success...

How could he tell?

"Your Flying Flower Fist has traces of Inch Dragon Fist!" Zhang Xuan naturally couldn't say it was because of the library, so he lied without batting an eye.

"That can be seen..." Liu Yang didn't believe it.

These two fist techniques had nothing to do with each other. Earlier, when he performed before Teacher Cao Xiong, the latter noticed nothing. This worst teacher in the academy saw it at a glance—was it real or fake?

While he was doubting, he heard the teacher's voice again.

"Although your Inch Dragon Fist has reached major success and is not weak in power, don't you feel pain under your armpits and itching at your shoulder well point every time you practice?"

"Th-this..."

Stumbling back several steps, Liu Yang looked as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes full of fear.

It wasn't that what the other said was wrong, but that it was too accurate!

As if he had personally witnessed his training.

"You... how do you know?" Face pale, Liu Yang couldn't help asking.

"Very simple, you've been practicing it wrong! If you continue, I can guarantee that within three years, your entire arm will suffer muscle necrosis, beyond even divine help! In fact, not even three years—don't you already feel stiffness when sleeping at night, often accompanied by twitching?"

Zhang Xuan said.

"I..."

Liu Yang trembled.

He indeed had this condition. At the time, he thought it was just from overtraining and didn't pay attention. He never dreamed it was because he had practiced Inch Dragon Fist incorrectly!

"Inch Dragon Fist requires the body to be like a dragon, emphasizing inch force. If you had reached the fourth level of martial artist, Skin and Bone Realm, and had true qi to nourish your muscles, practicing this technique would have no effect. But you're only at Breath Gathering Realm, your body too weak! Forcibly practicing martial techniques will only injure your body, and as time passes, the injury will worsen! That's why, even though you're not left-handed, your left hand is stronger than your right—because your right hand, practicing Inch Dragon Fist, has suffered great damage. If you don't stop, it will become completely crippled!"

Zhang Xuan said.

"Teacher, save me..."

At this moment, Liu Yang no longer had the pride he had when entering. His knees went weak, and he knelt down.

If he had still felt proud earlier, now he fully understood: this teacher before him was definitely a master, a master among masters!

Because everything he said matched his own situation perfectly. Not mentioned, he hadn't paid attention; now that it was said, he immediately realized it was all correct!

Before such a master, what right did he have to be proud?

How laughable that he had previously thought taking him as a teacher was a loss...

Now he knew how fortunate it was!

Before taking Cao Xiong as his teacher, he had also met some famous teachers in the academy and demonstrated his skills. They couldn't even tell he had practiced Inch Dragon Fist, let alone the fact that his right arm was injured!

"First, stop practicing Inch Dragon Fist and focus on improving your cultivation. I'll find a way to help you with the previous injuries," Zhang Xuan said. "Alright, go call Zhao Ya over."

"Yes!" Liu Yang quickly nodded, dared not say more, and hurried out.

Once outside, he saw Zheng Yang, Zhao Ya, and Yuan Tao all staring at him.

"Did you drop the course?" Yuan Tao asked hastily.

"Drop? Why would I drop?" Liu Yang waved his hand, righteous and without any shame: "A teacher for a day is a father for life. I, Liu Yang, will not drop the course. What kind of person do you take me for? Am I that casual? I really don't understand how you people think, always thinking about dropping, dropping, dropping—aren't you ashamed?"

"..." Zheng Yang, Zhao Ya, and Yuan Tao.

Shameless, utterly shameless!

Just a moment ago, he was insisting on dropping, and in the blink of an eye, he became like this. How thick-skinned could he be?

...

"This teacher might... really have some skill," Zhao Ya muttered to herself as she pushed open the door, seeing the two students' completely different attitudes before and after entering.

Actually, she had been swayed by Uncle Yao Han's words, but the other had accurately described her 'symptoms,' giving her hope.

After all, that illness was too embarrassing to speak of, and she couldn't let too many people know.

"Sit down."

Entering the room, she saw Teacher Zhang sitting upright.

"Teacher, you said... you could help me with my illness..." Zhao Ya's pretty face flushed.

"Mm," Zhang Xuan nodded. "Your illness is very simple..."

In fact, Zhao Ya's problem was indeed not difficult to solve. It wasn't that she had some terrible disease, but that she possessed the Pure Yin Physique that countless women dreamed of. Her internal yin energy was extremely strong. If properly guided, her cultivation would be twice the result with half the effort, advancing by leaps and bounds!

Unfortunately, no one in the entire White Jade City had discovered this, and they had even chosen a yin-type cultivation technique for her!

This technique was indeed a good manual for other women to cultivate, but for Zhao Ya with her Pure Yin Physique, it was like adding frost to snow.

The yin energy in her body accumulated more and more. In her youth, it wasn't noticeable, but as her body developed further and her female characteristics became prominent, it became difficult to suppress. If not treated in time and allowed to continue, she might turn into a complete lecher, with insatiable desires.

That was why she had that embarrassing feeling.

"This..." Zhao Ya was stunned.

She didn't know she had the Pure Yin Physique, and even her father didn't know!

However, it was true that she cultivated a pure yin technique!

Could it really be because of this?

"Although the White Jade Maiden Art is powerful, it's not suitable for you. To completely solve this problem, you need to switch to a different cultivation technique!" After explaining, Zhang Xuan continued.

"You... how do you know I cultivate the White Jade Maiden Art?" Zhao Ya was startled.

This technique was a heritage of White Jade City, known to few outside the Bai family. Even the steward Yao Han at the door wasn't clear about it. Yet this teacher said it outright, leaving Zhao Ya in disbelief.

"Being able to see your illness, naturally I can also see the technique you cultivate!" Zhang Xuan looked at a 45-degree angle, appearing profound and unfathomable.

"Switching cultivation techniques can solve it? Then... what technique should I cultivate?" Suppressing her shock, Zhao Ya couldn't help asking.

"You should cultivate a technique that can tap into your physique, not one that accumulates yin energy. How about this: tomorrow I'll go to the academy's library and see if I can find something suitable."

Zhang Xuan said.

"Thank you, teacher!" Zhao Ya quickly nodded.

Although the problem wasn't solved today, she now knew the root cause, and she couldn't help feeling excited.

"Mm," Zhang Xuan waved his hand. "Go call Zheng Yang over."

While Zhang Xuan was giving individual guidance to his students in the room, a tall young man strode over outside the classroom.

"Elder Liu, is what you said true?"

The tall young man asked an old man behind him as he walked.

"Reporting to young master, absolutely true. Miss has indeed taken this Zhang Xuan as her teacher."

Elder Liu nodded repeatedly.

If Zhang Xuan were here, he would recognize that this Elder Liu was the one who had tried to withdraw Wang Ying from the course yesterday.

He called him young master, so this young man should be Wang Ying's older brother, a famous genius of Hongtian Academy and a student of an elder, Wang Tao!

"Zhang Xuan? This guy who scored zero in the teacher assessment, what qualifications does he have to teach my sister? Damn it! If I don't beat him up today and make him pay for deceiving my sister, my name isn't Wang Tao!"

As he advanced, Wang Tao roared angrily.