Rural Strongest Little Divine Doctor - Chapter 163 - The Beauty is Eager for Him to Pass on His Kung Fu

Chapter 163 - The Beauty is Eager for Him to Pass on His Kung Fu

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Standing behind Hong Jiaxin, Luo Yang whispered into her ear.

Hearing her say that, he originally thought she was going to jump back with a lifted foot.

As a result, Hong Jiaxin made a move that would kill a thousand enemies but harm herself ten thousand times in the process.

In her heart, she thought she needed to surprise Luo Yang with an extraordinary attack to be effective.

Every time she sparred with Luo Yang, she couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothes, which was quite disappointing.

In order to succeed just once, she really went all out.

So she chose to fall backward, thinking if she hit Luo Yang, she could use the momentum to steady herself again.

Otherwise, she would fall heavily flat on the floor.

With her physical fitness, she wouldn’t get seriously injured, but a big pain was inevitable.

If it were someone else, this tactic might have worked.

Unfortunately, Luo Yang practiced Shadow Fist, which essence lay in passive evasion.

As long as she launched an attack at him, he naturally could dodge.

When Hong Jiaxin’s body suddenly fell backward, Luo Yang was taken aback, but then he understood what was going on.

He felt a mix of annoyance and amusement, thinking to himself that dealing with a fierce woman like her, when she genuinely got into it, was really tiresome.

He knew it would hurt her a lot if she fell to the ground. Sёarᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

How could he bear to watch that happen?

Immediately, he steadied himself and supported her.

As she fell backward, Hong Jiaxin’s bun hairstyle was loosened by the chin of Luo Yang, a strand of her hair cascading down like a waterfall, shiny and soft.

At that moment, Hong Jiaxin had braced herself for a painful fall on the floor, only to suddenly find support.

In an instant, she felt relieved and admiration for him grew in her heart.

Just as Hong Jiaxin was about to stand upright, Luo Yang leaned in to whisper something to her.

“If you dare to try and kiss me, I’ll bite you!” she feigned anger.

From the gentle curve of her pursed red lips, it was evident that she wasn’t truly angry, simply overwhelmed with embarrassment, using it as a means to deflect their attention away.

“Class monitor, you’ve misunderstood,” Luo Yang laughed.

Just then, Hong Jiaxin suddenly stepped on Luo Yang’s foot.

“Class monitor, you’ve successfully ambushed me!” Luo Yang grimaced, “Your strategy of luring the enemy deeper worked.”

Upon hearing this, Hong Jiaxin tilted her pretty face up, her lips curving into a triumphant smile.

Without such tactics, she couldn’t hit Luo Yang at all.

Although she had to play a bit clever to step on his foot, this victory was more exciting to her than scoring first place in the whole school on an exam.

Her cheeks were flush with bashfulness, and her mood improved so she smiled sweetly.

Her long, curled lashes, accompanied by her charming nose, exuded an innocent young girl’s vibe blended with a touch of allure, truly making her adorable.

“Class monitor,” he called out softly.

Hong Jiaxin pouted her moist red lips.

Although she didn’t respond, her smiling mouth seemed to ask: Why are you calling me, Brother?

Just as Luo Yang intended to ask her a question, she said sweetly, “You’re going to teach me Fist Technique, hand by hand.

I want to learn it in the shortest time possible.”

It wasn’t that Luo Yang didn’t want to teach her wholeheartedly, but Shadow Fist was different from the ordinary Fist Techniques.

One could say that to grasp the essence of Shadow Fist, innate talent is necessary.

Without a certain level of comprehension, it would be difficult to understand its profundity.

Hong Jiaxin’s talent in martial arts wasn’t bad, but the idea that she could master the first layer of Shadow Fist, “Listening to the Wind for Positioning,” within a few hours or a couple of days, was out of the question.

In terms of listening ability and quick reflexes, she had not yet met the minimum requirements of Shadow Fist.

Luo Yang, of course, couldn’t say this outright and laughed, “Class monitor, don’t rush, take it slow.

As the saying goes, haste doesn’t bring success…”

Before he could finish, her red lips pouted even more, and turning her head, she gave him a resentful look, her mouth in a pout showing a girl’s petulance, puffing up her cheeks and displeasedly saying, “I knew you wouldn’t want to teach me!”

With that, she blinked and pouted, looking rather pitiful.

In that moment, Luo Yang understood the benefits of telling a kind lie.

Sometimes being too direct can make matters worse.

“Class monitor, who said I wouldn’t teach you?

I’ll deal with him.

You are my beloved apprentice, how could I not teach you?” Luo Yang whispered by her ear.

“Someone named Luo Yang refuses to teach me Fist Technique, help me teach him a lesson,” Hong Jiaxin’s pursed lips gradually lowered, her mouth brimming with a thick smile.

“Ah, it’s that little guy.

He’s done for, I’ll make sure to give him a good thrashing later,” Luo Yang said earnestly.

Hong Jiaxin laughed softly, her face radiating with a sweet air.

With a gentle frown and a soft smile, she exuded a uniquely graceful charm.

Her innocence mixed with a hint of allure was like a splash of red in a sea of green, catching the eye.

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