Chapter 98: Repelling
Chapter 98: Repelling
"He Xiaoxing?" Tan Wang walked forward, tapping his temple with his finger and rotating it, "I think I've heard of you. You're a teacher at Wu Yi, right?"
He Xiaoxing grunted in acknowledgment, "Sort of. If Wu Yi hadn't removed me from their teacher's registry."
Tan Wang said, "Even if you are, what are you doing here? You should know that this isn't a place for a teacher from Wu Yi like yourself."
He slowly moved his arms and wrists, twisting his neck, "Lake Heart Resort doesn't belong to Yangzhi City, but to Central City. Without the owner's permission, trespassing here can result in expulsion or the use of force."
As he spoke, he also walked in front of He Xiaoxing and stopped about seven or eight meters away. Despite his height, he appeared slender and weak compared to the lion-like man opposite him, like a venomous snake facing a lion.
He Xiaoxing nonchalantly said, "It doesn't matter. I came here today just to see how much strength the teacher from Central City has."
"If that's what you want, I'm more than willing to oblige." Tan Wang flexed his fingers, making a cracking sound with his joints. However, he casually lifted his foot, leaning forward, and when his foot landed, he had already covered the seven or eight meters. His four fingers, held together, had already poked at He Xiaoxing's chest!
However, this hand, which should have pierced the chest, encountered a very resilient resistance. The muscles touched by the fingertips only slightly indented, and it was impossible to push forward any further.
He Xiaoxing seemed a little disappointed, his gaze lowering, "Is that all?"
Tan Wang gave a strange smile, and suddenly, his arm bulged with a few blue veins. Then, like living creatures, they burst out from beneath the skin, transforming into whip-like tendons resembling venomous snakes.
They spread across He Xiaoxing's chest, binding him tightly, and then, like snakes, they raised their heads. At the very front, one could see sharp, biting fangs aimed at his vital points. One of them even touched his cheek, its tip already pressed against his throat.
He Xiaoxing said, "Oh? Venom Snake Sect? I seem to remember that in the old days, you cultivated mutated bodies, but now you use implants instead?"
He stood there motionless, his voice steady without a ripple, as if the one being controlled wasn't himself.
Tan Wang's narrow eyes narrowed, and he didn't answer. The resilient tendons suddenly tightened, and the fangs at the front also pierced his body like venomous snakes.
However, when the fangs touched the skin, they seemed to encounter an invisible resistance, stalling and unable to continue. He was surprised to see that on He Xiaoxing's chest, a greenish pattern resembling a human face appeared and spread across his entire body.
He was slightly astonished, "Mystic Form Technique..."
At this moment, He Xiaoxing slowly raised his fist, and the resilient tendons binding his body made a clinking sound, breaking one by one. Fine dust particles seemed to float up with his inhalation, and when his arm reached its highest point, he slammed it downward!
Inside the Lake Heart Resort, Qiao Linhu was instructing a student on the practice of Zhan Gong. This student was very satisfactory to him. He had good talent and a very serious attitude, meticulously following every word he said. Each movement was precise, without deviation. Although he lacked a bit of youthful spirit, Qiao Linhu felt that this personality was even better.
Within a year, he should be able to master the secret Zhan Gong passed down by Qiao Linhu. Then, with continued instruction, he could carry on the legacy.
Just then, he heard a loud rumble coming from the direction of the lake. He let the student continue practicing, and he walked out along the corridor to the lakeside.
At this moment, all the Wu Yi teachers living in the Lake Heart Resort who were at home came out and looked towards Lake Heart Island. They could see a cloud of dust rising, and when it dispersed, they noticed a large crack on the wall of the white training hall. Outside the crack, Tan Wang was leaning against a tree outside the training hall, and a circle of dry leaves had fallen on the ground around him. Then, a robust figure emerged from there.
Qiao Linhu was a bit surprised, his white eyebrows raising, "He Xiaoxing? When did he return?"
He Xiaoxing casually shook off the half-broken resilient tendon wrapped around his arm and walked up to Tan Wang, looking down at him, "You know, I really dislike people like you who stuff things into their bodies."
Tan Wang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "You're... from the Pure Lineage?"
He Xiaoxing didn't answer his question. Instead, he walked past Tan Wang and continued towards the lake. He walked straight into the lake, allowing the water to engulf him.
However, after a while, his figure reappeared on the opposite shore, and he walked step by step. As he moved, the water droplets on his body fell off one by one, and soon, there was no trace of moisture left. Ignoring the gazes of the crowd, he walked along the road and left the place.
Chen Chuan returned to the dormitory and first called Cheng Zitong, wanting to talk about Tan Wang's matter. However, no one answered the telephone, probably because he wasn't in his office.
Chen Chuan didn't think much of it and planned to call back later. Although Tan Wang asked him to consider, there was no need for much thought; he was sure he wouldn't make such a choice.
As for the consequences?
He wasn't afraid of them. It was true that Tan Wang was from Central City, but he himself didn't represent the city. After learning about this matter, the academy would naturally shield him.
Even if, hypothetically, the academy couldn't shield him, he had already obtained a firearms license. The world was vast, and he could go anywhere.
Of course, the situation was far from that point. The cost of pressuring the academy was incredibly high, and almost no one would do such an unrewarding task unless they had a deep grudge. If Tan Wang had that kind of power, he should be enjoying himself in Central City instead of coming here to teach.
Back in his room, Chen Chuan continued his training. Time slowly passed, and after dinner, he resumed his breathing technique practice.
He could now maintain the basic breathing technique uninterrupted for over two hours, almost three, and this duration was still increasing.
At this rate, if he didn't consider hitting a bottleneck, it would probably take only one or two years to reach a 24-hour duration.
However, this was just the basic breathing technique. He would undoubtedly need to learn more advanced techniques, which would likely extend the training time. Still, it was also possible that they would complement each other, reducing the overall time required, and this latter possibility seemed more likely.
As he maintained his breath, he heard a knock on the door. From the rhythm and intensity, he could tell it was Cheng Zitong. He glanced at his watch; it was around 8 p.m., a time when Cheng Zitong rarely visited. Chen Chuan's heart stirred slightly, thinking it might be related to the incident earlier that day.
He suppressed his breath and went to open the door. As expected, Cheng Zitong was standing there, so Chen Chuan greeted him and invited him in.
Cheng Zitong sat on the sofa and said, "Teacher already knew about Tan Wang coming to see you during the day, but you don't need to worry. Someone has already resolved this matter on your behalf."
Chen Chuan pondered for a moment and asked, "From what you said, it seems like this person isn't from our school?"
Cheng Zitong replied, "Although his file is still at the school, he hasn't returned for two years."
Hearing the two-year timeframe, Chen Chuan's heart stirred slightly.
Cheng Zitong took a breath and continued, "The school originally wanted him to be your teacher, but since he hasn't returned, I was asked to take over."
He sighed, "I've always felt inadequate, fearing I wouldn't be able to teach you well. Fortunately, you're a good student who doesn't give me too many headaches."
Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "I feel fortunate that the school arranged for a teacher to instruct me."
Cheng Zitong laughed and said, "I'm glad you feel that way. However, being my student doesn't mean you can't learn from other teachers. I'm not that narrow-minded.
I came tonight to tell you that I plan to introduce you to Teacher He. He's leaving the school tomorrow and probably won't return."
Chen Chuan looked up and asked, "Is it because of this matter?"
Cheng Zitong nodded. "Do you know how he resolved this issue? He beat up Tan Wang, and he did it in front of those elders. Tan Wang lost so much face that he couldn't stay at the academy anymore. He had to either move to the recommended student's home or return to Central City immediately. When I came earlier, I heard that he had already left by car."
He shook his head again, "But Teacher He can't stay either. He hasn't been to the school for two years, and after doing this, he has to leave. Before he goes, he wants to meet you."
Chen Chuan said, "Since Teacher He is leaving to resolve a student's issue, I should meet him and thank him in person."
Cheng Zitong hummed in agreement, stood up, and said, "Follow me." Chen Chuan replied, "Okay," and followed his footsteps.
The teacher and student left the dormitory building, got into a car, and Cheng Zitong drove eastward.
After about ten minutes, they arrived at the Inquiry Hall, which they had visited earlier, and drove up the spiral mountain road. They stopped at the top.
Chen Chuan could now see a robust figure standing with his back to them at the mountain's edge, facing the starry sky. The cold night wind blew, causing the hair on his shoulders to flutter.
Cheng Zitong and Chen Chuan got out of the car and walked towards the man.
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