Chapter 33 : Practical Combat Class
In the office, Instructor Yu Xuan gently bit Yan Zhen’s left ear, and the mystic power in her mouth evenly spread along the tip of her tongue to the injured area.
The room was silent, only the intermittent sound of saliva.
After some time, Instructor Yu Xuan finally released her mouth, looked closely, and the bruising had already dissipated, returning to its original pale complexion, and even the wound had been healed.
There was no reason to continue now.
Instructor Yu Xuan couldn’t help but think, her pink tongue licking her lips, seeming a bit reluctant.
After a pause, she reacted, feeling greatly ashamed in her heart.
“Yan…”
Instructor Yu Xuan’s voice paused, and she saw Yan Zhen had an expression as if he was about to melt, his eyes losing focus, as if gazing at the starry sky.
Instructor Yu Xuan suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, silently cursing herself for doing such a despicable thing to Yan Zhen while he was injured.
“Yan Zhen, are you alright?”
Yan Zhen nodded dazedly.
Seeing this, Instructor Yu Xuan stimulated Yan Zhen’s forehead with the refreshing mystic power, causing him to quickly regain his senses.
Yan Zhen shook his head:
“I’m fine now.”
“En, there shouldn’t be any major problems. You, you put your pants back on, it wouldn’t be good if someone sees this.”
At her words, Yan Zhen only then realized his embarrassing situation, hurriedly grabbing his pants to put them on his legs, then properly closing his robe and tightening his belt, straightening himself in the process.
“Cough cough, Instructor, thank you for treating me.”
Although he was embarrassed and wanted to leave quickly, he still had to express his gratitude.
“No need to thank me, this is what I should do.” Instructor Yu Xuan said, then realizing her words had an ambiguous implication in the current situation, she quickly added, “As your instructor, caring for my disciples is only natural.”
“Then, shall I take my leave?”
Instructor Yu Xuan nodded, pausing for a moment before apologetically saying:
“Yan Zhen, since you are injured and need to recuperate, let’s postpone ‘that appointment’ tonight.”
After saying this, Instructor Yu Xuan looked at Yan Zhen with some nervousness, worried that he would be disappointed, as Yan Zhen seemed to have been looking forward to tonight’s “Secret Lesson”.
That appointment? Yan Zhen thought about it for a moment before remembering.
Previously, he had learned that Instructor Yu Xuan was secretly practicing the Dao of Massage, and to avoid embarrassment, he had boldly revealed that he was a fellow practitioner, but this caused Instructor Yu Xuan to mistakenly think he was in a “lustful” state and planned to “correct” him through education!
Because he had been focused on designing fire talismans these past few days, he had accidentally forgotten about it.
Now it’s been postponed? Great, hopefully it’s postponed indefinitely!
“I understand, Instructor, I will focus on recovering.”
Hearing this, Instructor Yu Xuan felt relieved.
Indeed, her educational approach was correct, going along with the flow, see how obedient he is now.
As long as Yan Zhen’s curiosity about the opposite sex is satisfied, he will focus on cultivation just like in his previous life.
It seems that the subsequent “Secret Lesson” will require more effort, her current posture may still not be enough.
Watching Yan Zhen leave the office, Instructor Yu Xuan closed the door again, drew the curtains, and changed into another set of instructor’s attire.
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Yan Zhen first went to the junior class, but found that Yan Meng’er was not there, thinking that she might have gone to eat by herself since he didn’t come find her, after all, it was almost mealtime now.
Patting his empty stomach, Yan Zhen could only hurry to the cafeteria to have a quick meal before returning to the class.
The classroom was empty.
Yan Zhen paused for a moment, then soon realized that his classmates had gone to other places to prepare for the next class.
The course arrangement at the Mystic Academy was quite simple, with theoretical and qi cultivation classes alternating in the morning, and mystic technique and practical combat classes alternating in the afternoon, changing every three days.
On the last day of each month and the first day of the next month, there would be a monthly assessment and the results would be announced, with those who meet the standard “promoted” to the next level, from junior to intermediate, from intermediate to advanced, and even the competition for the Nine Star List open only to Mystic Scholars.
Apart from this, students who have reached the level of Mystic Scholar will enter the seedling echelon, preparing to go to the Sacred Land Academy for further study.
These were still far away for Yan Zhen.
Today’s morning class was qi cultivation, so the afternoon class would be practical combat. The practical combat class would be held in the outdoor training ground.
Arriving at the outdoor training ground, the class had not yet begun, and the students were warming up in groups.
Yan Zhen looked around and found that he was the only one without a group, so he had to start warming up alone.
In a corner, Mi Xue’er and Yan Ruyu were in a group, and seeing Yan Zhen, they immediately ran over.
“Yan Zhen. I heard you just had a conflict with the Discipline Instructor?”
“Are you alright, Little Brother Yan Zhen?”
The two girls noticed the tears in his clothes and their expressions became worried.
Yan Zhen shook his head:
“It’s nothing, just a minor injury, Instructor Yu Xuan has already treated me.”
The two girls heaved a sigh of relief.
“How did you end up against the Discipline Instructor?” Yan Ruyu asked concernedly, “Did something happen?”
Yan Zhen briefly explained the sequence of events.
Mi Xue’er pondered:
“So it’s because of Meng’er?”
“Don’t tell her, so that girl doesn’t overthink it.”
Yan Zhen said, continuing his warm-up.
The practical combat instructor arrived, and the class began, with pairs going up to the arena to spar, and the instructor providing comments and guidance from below.
Just as Yan Zhen was hesitating about which arena to try, someone immediately came to block him, it was the big brother from Class 1 who had picked on him when he first enrolled.
The leader and three others were all six-star Mystic Scholars, while the rest were five-stars.
Previously, when they had provoked him, Yan Zhen was pulled away by Mi Xue’er and Yan Ruyu before they could fight, and because he had taken a slap from the Blue Guest, these guys had put aside their underestimation of him. Now it was the practical combat class, where they could freely choose opponents, and avoiding the fight would be seen as cowardice, so they wanted to settle the score.
The three came to provoke Yan Zhen, and Yan Zhen accepted the challenge. After some meaningless verbal sparring, they successfully triggered a system task.
[Ding! Key plot event begins]
[Current plot – Chapter 77: Crushing the Six-Star]
[Role requirement: Defeat a six-star Mystic Scholar in a crushing manner, then challenge them all together]
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“Little Brother Yan Zhen, fight on!”
Mi Xue’er cheered enthusiastically from the sidelines, her bright eyes shining, as a reincarnator, she naturally knew how cool Yan Zhen would be in the upcoming battle.
She was infatuated with Yan Zhen’s physique, and her complete infatuation would begin from this battle.
Yan Ruyu was a bit worried, Yan Zhen had a good chance of winning directly, after all, he had even beaten the seven-star Mystic Scholar Liu Xing, but she knew these guys in the class liked to use tricks and schemes, which could be difficult to guard against in a regulated arena battle.
On the arena, two young men stood facing each other.
The new disciple taken in by Instructor Yu Xuan, Yan Zhen
VS
The strongest senior in Class 1, Wang Dong!
The practical combat instructor was also watching the two with interest, based on the gradually rising Mystic Qi aura, he silently estimated how many rounds the battle could last.
This was one of his hobbies.
The senior students all understood the instructor’s hobby and quickly asked for his opinion.
The practical combat instructor slowly said:
“It will show the upper and lower hand in 10 rounds, and the victory will be basically determined in 15 rounds, unless they have some trump cards, but I don’t think they will use them in this kind of situation.”
Then, the battle began.
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