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"I'm not here to be a teacher, but if you're willing, I can teach you some ice element control and simple close-combat techniques."
Teaching beautiful girls? Fu Ye felt that was absolutely no problem. He could just adapt the "Great God-King Tang's" set of techniques. Ghost Perplexing Steps, Mysterious Heaven Skill, Mysterious Jade Hand, and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon—he had seen Wu Ling use them quite smoothly, after all.
(Note: Don't say Mysterious Heaven Skill must be practiced from childhood; look at Soul Land 3: Legend of the Dragon King—those people started at over ten years old. It's simply a top-tier method for cultivating spirit power and internal energy in this world.)
"Oh... okay then..."
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Hearing that Fu Ye wasn't there to be an official instructor, the light in Shui Yue'er's eyes dimmed slightly. Her inner thoughts, however, were: What a handsome big brother; it's such a waste not to have him in the academy as eye candy for us. She wasn't alone; Yu Hairou and Xue Wu shared the same "fangirl" sentiment.
"Yue'er, apologize quickly. Don't be so rude," Han Ruyan chided. Although she didn't know Fu Ye's exact rank, anyone accompanied by a Hyper Douluo like Xiao Wu couldn't possibly be ordinary.
That night, Fu Ye lay in the elegantly decorated guest room of Tianshui Academy, staring at the ceiling in thought. After settling Xiao Wu and the others, it was time to visit Yuehua and Bibi Dong for a "reunion," even if he had told them he'd be gone for a long time...
Creak.
The door was pushed open. Fu Ye turned to see Liu Erlong clad in a thin silken robe.
"Big Brother Fu Ye, the fire in your Erlong's heart is quite intense..."
What better way to relieve sorrow than a "Flying Dragon" charge? Half an hour later, Xiao Wu urgently joined the battlefield. No words were spoken that night; only "work" was done.
The next morning, Fu Ye was awakened by a commotion. It seemed someone was causing trouble at the gates of Tianshui Academy. He grabbed a white set of pajamas from his system mall and walked out.
At the gates:
"Han Ruyan, I advise you to hand over the person, or your strength won't be enough to withstand the three of us Soul Douluos!"
A dark-skinned, stout middle-aged man with a face full of scars stood confronting Han Ruyan. Behind him were two tall men and a youth wrapped entirely in bandages.
"I've told you clearly, Tianshui Academy does not have the person you're looking for. But if you don't retreat, don't blame me for being heartless!" Han Ruyan stared coldly at Hu Meng. Although she was a Level 88 Soul Douluo, the opponent's rank was no lower, and he had two elders with him.
"Not handing them over? Then don't blame me for trampling Tianshui Academy. I've heard your school is full of beauties; don't complain when I take some back to entertain my disciples!" Hu Meng let out a lewd laugh. Tianshui had no major backing; it was just a commoner academy founded by Han Ruyan. Even if he destroyed it, no one would care. Now that his only son was crippled, he didn't care about face anymore!
"Sect Master Hu Meng, stop wasting words. We'll find out if they're here once we search. Let's cripple Han Ruyan first, then ravish her students in front of her!"
The elders' words sealed the decision.
"Teacher!" Shui Bing'er and the Tianshui Team arrived at the scene.
"Bing'er! Yue'er! Go back! This isn't a place for you!" Han Ruyan shouted.
"Sixth Spirit Skill: Demon Tiger Heart-Devouring Claw!" "第八é‚技 (Eighth Spirit Skill): Earth Dragon's Fury!"
Taking advantage of Han Ruyan's distraction, the two elders launched a sneak attack aimed directly at her abdomen!
"Seventh Spirit Skill: Ice Dragon Spear Avatar!" "Sixth Spirit Skill: Ice Dragon Emerging from the Sea!"
Han Ruyan forced a reversal of the attack, managing to dissolve their killing moves and piercing one elder's shoulder. But suddenly, the bloated figure of Hu Meng appeared behind her.
"Did you forget that I, a Level 89 Soul Douluo, am also here?" Hu Meng's palm lunged toward her abdomen—the dantian of a soul master. One hit could destroy decades of cultivation.
"TEACHER!!!" The girls cried out. It was too fast to stop.
Clang.
A figure appeared in front of Han Ruyan. Hu Meng's lunging palm was caught in a death grip. Dressed in white duck-patterned pajamas and "Big White Rabbit" slippers—the man had arrived!
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"Weren't you looking for the person who trashed your son? Well, I'm here."
His voice was light, but everyone heard it clearly.
"What! You're the brat who crippled my son!" Hu Meng tried to pull back his fat tiger claw to strike, but he found himself unable to move an inch.
Crackle, crackle...
The sound of shattering bones echoed painfully. "AHHHH!!!! MY HAND! MY HAND!!!!"
Fu Ye twisted the man's arm like a piece of dough, expertly tying it into a "convenient" knot.
"Sigh, it seems you and your son are of the same character. With a pair like you, I doubt your sect is anything good either."
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Fu Ye used his spirit power to lift Hu Meng by the throat. The two elders didn't even dare to breathe, even as one of them still had an ice spear through his shoulder. With a wave of his hand, an ice-blue sword erupted from the jade casket below.
"Water Cold, give him a strike straight through the heart."