Chapter 3: The Way of Heaven Is Flawed

"On-the-spot guidance?"

Zhang Xuan's expression turned unpleasant.

Although he had merged with the previous owner's memories, he hadn't organized them carefully. At most, he could only figure out the cultivation levels. When it came to errors in cultivation, even the previous owner was muddled, let alone now!

When it came to giving guidance to others... he was definitely no match for Teacher Cao!

If they really competed, he would surely lose!

"What? Don't dare to agree? The academy has clear rules: on-the-spot competition with students choosing freely doesn't count as stealing!" Cao Xiong chuckled lightly, flicking his sleeves, appearing carefree and extremely elegant.

"Guidance on what?"

Knowing that if today's matter wasn't resolved properly, the student he had finally recruited would also run away, Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth.

Teacher guidance came in many forms: guidance on cultivation, martial techniques, errors in training... Different directions suited different teachers' expertise.

"How about this: these are all new students, none of us know them. Let them perform a set of boxing techniques, and we'll identify flaws and give guidance. Then we'll test on the spot. Whoever shows greater improvement wins. How about it?"

Facing other teachers, Cao Xiong wasn't confident, but against this guy—the school's last in performance, with a zero in teacher assessment—he was quite confident.

Zhang Xuan hesitated.

"Don't dare to agree? Weren't you just boasting, saying many students wanted to be your disciple but you wouldn't take them? If you're really capable, compete. Don't ruin the little girl's future!" Cao Xiong pressed step by step.

"Well... fine!"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

A man dies like a bird! At worst, he would lose. If he didn't agree now, the disciple he had just taken would surely quit! At this moment, there was no retreat.

If it came to it, he could only talk nonsense. Anyway, he had thick skin; losing face was no big deal...

"Teacher Cao and Teacher Zhang are competing!"

"You mean that Teacher Zhang who's last?"

"That's him!"

"Zero in teacher assessment, and he dares to compete? Really? Isn't he asking for a slap in the face?"

...

As soon as he agreed, it immediately attracted many students who were eating.

Today was new student registration. Many people had heard of this guy with a zero in teacher assessment before coming to school, but had never seen him in person. They were all curious.

"According to the rules, you guide my student, and I guide yours."

Seeing a crowd gather, Cao Xiong, eager to show off, waved his hand and said with a smile.

In competitions between teachers, for fairness, one couldn't guide one's own student to avoid suspicion of cheating. Usually, students were exchanged for guidance.

"Little girl, come over and perform a set of boxing techniques, then use all your strength to strike the stone pillar in front."

Having determined the content and method of the competition, Cao Xiong, looking like a lofty expert, glanced at the cute girl not far away.

"I..."

Wang Ying's face flushed. She secretly glanced at Zhang Xuan, and seeing that he wasn't angry, she came forward, spread her hands, and a leisurely aura filled her body.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The fist wind howled, full of power.

If not seen with one's own eyes, one would never believe this was a boxing technique performed by a cute girl.

Steady and powerful, it was clear she had laid a good foundation.

Soon, she finished the set.

After watching for a while, Zhang Xuan was utterly devastated.

With his insight, even combined with the previous owner's memories, he couldn't spot any flaws.

No wonder he got a zero in teacher assessment; his eyesight was truly too poor.

"Mm, use all your strength to attack the stone pillar!"

Secretly sighing that she was indeed a good seedling, Cao Xiong nodded with satisfaction and spoke.

The stone pillar not far from them could test a student's strength, allowing students to have a clear understanding of their own abilities.

Wang Ying timidly walked up to it, gathered the power accumulated from the boxing technique into a meteor, and slammed it hard onto the pillar!

Bang!

The stone pillar shook, and a line of text appeared.

53!

"53 kilograms, not bad fist strength!" Cao Xiong nodded repeatedly.

For a new student who hadn't entered the academy or received any guidance, and a girl at that, to punch with such weight was already quite good.

"I saw earlier that your boxing technique is vigorous and powerful, but there's one flaw: the path of your punch is a bit short. If you can add the speed of your lower body's rotation, the power will skyrocket! If I'm not mistaken, you must have injured your legs before!"

Cao Xiong spoke.

As expected of a teacher, his insight was much better than Zhang Xuan's. He saw at a glance that in Wang Ying's boxing technique, the lower body was key, and he also deduced that she might have been injured.

"Yes!" Wang Ying nodded.

"Because of the injury, you're hesitant when borrowing power from your lower body. I'll give you a method now. Don't worry, it won't aggravate your leg injury!"

Then Cao Xiong described a new method and explained it in detail.

"I'll try!"

Wang Ying, at such a young age possessing this strength, had strong comprehension. She quickly fully understood and went to the stone pillar again, clenched her small fist, channeled power through her body, and her whole being became like a dragon.

Bang!

63!

After a brief instruction, his strength had actually increased by a full 10 kilograms!

"A 10-kilogram increase, that's nearly twenty percent! I've given my instruction—now it's your turn!"

Seeing this result, Cao Xiong smiled lightly, looking over with smug satisfaction.

A single instruction that boosted a student's strength by nearly twenty percent was a fairly impressive achievement.

"Teacher Zhang!"

With that, a student stepped out from behind him, ready to demonstrate his boxing technique.

"Hold on!"

Zhang Xuan raised his hand.

"What's the matter? Is Teacher Zhang thinking of backing out?" Cao Xiong snorted.

"Back out? Are you kidding? Do you think I'd go back on something I agreed to?" Zhang Xuan blustered, but inside he was frantic.

Instructing students in cultivation? As a time-traveler, how would he know how to do that? If it were about guiding them on how to download movies or the essentials of watching adult films, that he could handle with ease.

"I just think..." Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to steel himself and make up a reason: "This is your student, following your orders. If he deliberately doesn't give his full effort after my instruction, wouldn't I lose outright?"

"I will definitely give my full effort—I have that much integrity!" The student, offended by Zhang Xuan's suspicion, said through gritted teeth.

"Fine, I believe this student has integrity, but our contest isn't fair!" Knowing that if he kept harping on this, he'd only invite ridicule, Zhang Xuan forced himself to continue.

"Unfair? How is it unfair?" Cao Xiong said.

"Wang Ying is my student. If I win, she's still my student—I gain nothing. But if I lose, she becomes your disciple. Where's the fairness? It's like if we bet our lives: I win, you give me your life; I lose, I give you mine back. Do you think that's fair?" Zhang Xuan said.

"Uh..." Cao Xiong was taken aback.

Put that way, it really was somewhat unfair.

This wager was like getting something for nothing—he himself had put up nothing, while the other party would lose his disciple if he lost.

"Fine, if you win, this Liu Yang becomes your student!"

After a moment's thought, Cao Xiong waved his hand magnanimously.

Liu Yang was the new student who had stepped forward for Zhang Xuan's instruction.

"Teacher..." Liu Yang was startled and anxious, never expecting Teacher Cao to make such a decision.

To have him become a disciple of someone who scored zero in the teacher assessment—he would rather die...

"Don't worry, I definitely won't lose!" Cao Xiong gave him a confident look.

"Yes!"

Seeming to have great faith in Teacher Cao, Liu Yang strode a short distance away and, without waiting for Zhang Xuan to even look, began his boxing routine with a series of whooshing sounds.

"This..."

Zhang Xuan had wanted to say a few more words to make the young man give up, but seeing him start boxing without giving him a chance to speak, he was left frustrated.

To be honest, he didn't even recognize the boxing technique the other was using—how could he find its flaws and offer guidance?

"Flaws, what flaws does this boxing technique have..."

Sweat broke out on his forehead; he was frantic.

If he couldn't find flaws and couldn't instruct, losing face was one thing, but the student he'd worked so hard to recruit would go with someone else, and he'd definitely be expelled from the academy!

Boom!

Just as he was panicking, the Heavenly Dao Library in his mind shook, and a thunderous voice roared.

Then he saw that on the previously empty bookshelf, four large characters appeared.

Heavenly Dao Has Flaws!

These four characters gave a feeling of immense weight, carrying infinite majesty and momentum.

As the characters formed, a book that had been unreachable and ungraspable on the shelf suddenly appeared, landing before him.

"What is this?"

Startled, Zhang Xuan looked down at the book in his palm.

On the cover were two words—Liu Yang!

He casually opened the first page, which was densely covered with writing.

"Liu Yang, from Xiayun City's Liu family, admitted to Hongtian Academy, Martial Artist First Stage: Qi Condensation Realm!"

"Cultivation technique: Lotus Pointing Acupoint Force!"

"Martial techniques: Flying Flower Fist (minor achievement), Inch Dragon Fist (major achievement)!"

"Flaws: twelve in total. First, too many feints, power too dispersed... Second... Third... Twelfth, his left arm is stronger, but his boxing technique favors the right, preventing him from unleashing his strongest attack..."

"This... this..."

Seeing the dense text, Zhang Xuan felt like he was going crazy.

Was this real?

Just as he was thinking about flaws, the Heavenly Dao Library produced a book detailing Liu Yang's flaws!

If what was written here was true, then this time-traveler's gift package of his was way too generous!

After all, everyone has flaws, every technique and martial art has defects—nothing in the world is perfect. Being able to see flaws and record them in a book—this library was defying the heavens!

Thud!

While Zhang Xuan was stunned by the changes in his sea of consciousness, Liu Yang had already finished his boxing routine. With a vibration, a row of numbers appeared on the stone pillar.

"62!"

His punching strength was a full 62 kilograms!

"Teacher Zhang, Liu Yang has finished his demonstration. Would you like to come over and give him your guidance?"

Cao Xiong smiled slightly.

Hearing this, the crowd of onlookers also turned their gazes to see how this teacher, who had scored zero in the history of teacher assessments, would instruct a student.