Chapter 106 - Sister Wants Him to Attend Her Birthday Party

Zhu Li was able to execute the movements but didn’t grasp the essence.

The crux of Shadow Fist lies in feeling the airflow fluctuations around you, which allows your body to move along with the flowing air.

Although Luo Yang provided verbal and practical instruction on every detail, Zhu Li still couldn’t fathom the subtleties.

She was unable to sense the extremely subtle changes in the air around her.

“Is it really this difficult?

Teach me,” Chen Jie said with interest.

After she tried it once, she had to admit that Shadow Fist was indeed tough to learn.

Not only were the moves few in number, which was secondary, but the most important aspect was to attune your heart to perceive the trend of airflow movement in small spaces.

“You should teach me hands-on,” Zhu Li was eager to learn Shadow Fist.

“Okay,” Luo Yang cheerfully agreed.

As he spoke, he moved behind her, taking her left hand in his left and her right hand in his right, patiently teaching her Shadow Fist.

In Luo Yang’s view, both she and Chen Jie would find it difficult to master Shadow Fist.

However, it wasn’t convenient to say that, lest he seem belittling.

Learning martial arts is also a form of skill.

There’s a common saying: “There’s a top scholar in every field.”

To be a top scholar means some people have a particular talent in certain fields, as if they had worked in those areas in past lives, making it easier for them to pick up the skills and thus achieve results more quickly.

If those without innate talent try to learn that field, they tend to fall short by a considerable margin.

Aspiring for results is almost impossible.

Currently, Zhu Li and Chen Jie were both interested in Luo Yang’s Shadow Fist, and as their sworn brother, he couldn’t refuse their requests.

So he begrudgingly put on a show of teaching them.

Once they practiced for a little while, they would realize how difficult it was to learn and naturally begin to waver.

Therefore, Luo Yang didn’t need to say much, just teaching them would do.

“Sister Kick, you have to actively feel it.

When you can sense the movement of the airflow around you, you will have learned it,” Luo Yang said.

“It’s challenging,” Zhu Li admitted.

Standing to the side, Chen Jie naturally felt she might have more talent and was eager to try.

“Niu Zai, you should teach me hands-on as well,” Chen Jie said with a smile.

“Sure,” Luo Yang nodded.

With that, he taught her the moves hands-on, one by one.

Having instructed both Zhu Li and Chen Jie, Luo Yang felt that neither was suited for learning Shadow Fist.

Of course, he wouldn’t reveal this.

Even the truth could make people uncomfortable.

It would be best if they knew their limits and backed off on their own.

Now Chen Jie was already thinking of giving up.

“Niu Zai, this set of fists is so hard to practice.

I might never learn it even if I keep at it until I’m old.

Let’s just forget it,” Chen Jie said with a coquettish smile.

“Sister Chen, with more time spent, you should be able to learn it.

Isn’t there a saying that there are no difficult tasks, only the fearful hearts?” Luo Yang encouraged her.

He feigned encouragement on the surface while chuckling inside.

“Only you can take me to retrieve the Journey to the West…”

Just then, Luo Yang’s cell phone rang.

The call was from Teacher Su, who said, “Luo Yang, you are late for class.

Still at home?

Hurry to school.

You’ve promised me that you would never be late or skip class.”

Suddenly remembering that the next afternoon class was Suyun’s Chinese lesson, Luo Yang said, “Something happened at noon, and I’m rushing to the school right now, I’ll be there shortly.

Teacher Su, I’m sorry, I don’t want to be late.”

He then turned away from Zhu Li and made his way back to Dongfeng Middle School.

Zhu Li said, “I’ll drive you to school.”

Indeed having the time, Luo Yang didn’t refuse and let her drive him.

Luo Yang guessed that Zhu Li probably had something to say to him.

As expected, Zhu Li indeed had something to tell him.

Zhu Li suddenly said, “It’s my birthday tomorrow.

You must come.”

In the past, the classmates and friends Luo Yang knew were all ordinary people.

To attend their birthday parties, just bringing someone along was fine, and gifts were not necessary.

Zhu Li wasn’t an ordinary person, and Luo Yang didn’t know what kind of gift would be appropriate for her birthday.

“Sister Kick, what gift do you want?” he asked directly.

She was taken aback for a moment as if she hadn’t thought of an answer yet.

After thinking for a while, she smiled faintly and said, “I will like anything you give me.

It doesn’t matter how expensive it is.”

This puzzled Luo Yang.

He could afford to buy her a gold necklace, but she wasn’t someone short of money, and a gold necklace wouldn’t mean much to her.

As for clothes, he didn’t know what kind she liked.

Lost in thought, they quickly arrived at the front gate of Dongfeng Middle School.

From a distance, he saw a few people entangled at the school gate.

Looking closely, one of them was the class monitor, Hong Jiaxin, with five other young men surrounding her, apparently trying to force her into a nearby van.

Hong Jiaxin was struggling on her own against the five, barely managing to keep them from getting close.

Given enough time, she would certainly come to harm.

In her desperation, Hong Jiaxin saw a silver Lamborghini speeding towards them and thought it was reinforcements for her opponents, her pretty face growing even more panicked.

Only when she saw that Luo Yang was getting out of the car did her expression change to one of surprise and joy, and she cried, “Luo Yang, save me!”

Zhu Li and Luo Yang got out of the car together.

Despite wearing sunglasses, Zhu Li’s jeans shorts and T-shirt made her instantly recognizable; there weren’t many in Hongyun Town who didn’t know her.

However, the young men surrounding Hong Jiaxin didn’t seem to recognize Zhu Li, they showed no sign of stopping and continued their assault on Hong Jiaxin.

Luo Yang stepped forward, and one of the young men with a long face snarled, “Mind your own business!

Get lost!”

Seeing Luo Yang continue to approach, the long-faced young man glared and threw a punch at Luo Yang’s face, intending to knock him down first.

He was obviously in a hurry to capture Hong Jiaxin.

The essence of Shadow Fist lay in the counter punch; if the enemy never struck, Shadow Fist was useless.

As soon as the long-faced young man made a move, Luo Yang’s body automatically drifted, allowing him to avoid being hit.

Moreover, Luo Yang had True Qi in his body, and even without using Shadow Fist, the long-faced young man was no match for him in a one-on-one fight.

Luo Yang dodged a punch and kicked the young man to the ground.

He then walked up to Hong Jiaxin.

“Class President, don’t be afraid.

I’ll protect you,” Luo Yang said reassuringly.

“They were trying to drag Sister onto the van.

Sister was going to teach them a lesson!” Hong Jiaxin said with a slight frown, her forehead covered in a fine sweat and her cheeks flushed from the effort of fighting the young men just moments before.

Luo Yang smiled and said, “Class President, you take a break, I’ll teach them a lesson for you.”

With backup, Hong Jiaxin calmed down a lot and nodded.

The young men, relying on their numbers, all charged at Luo Yang together.

They didn’t have any real combat skills; they were just fighting fiercely.

In front of Luo Yang, they were like three-year-old children.

Luo Yang’s elusive movement was like a shadow weaving through, and when he struck, he never missed.

With a series of thuds, his fluid movements connected in a smooth sequence, quickly bringing the young men to the ground.

His movements were beautiful, like a leisurely stroll or a light dance through the crowd, mesmerizing to watch.

His seemingly casual positioning was precisely aimed to dodge the enemy’s blows.

Hong Jiaxin and Zhu Li were both stunned, witnessing such beautiful footwork for the first time in their lives.

After taking down the young men, Luo Yang calmly adjusted his clothes, ran a hand through his hair, and walked up to Hong Jiaxin with a smile, “Class President, are you satisfied?”

Hong Jiaxin nodded vigorously.