14 Chapter Eleven: Daily Routine of Teaching
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As soon as Bo Shan finished speaking, Tang Luo found himself surrounded, unable to make sense of any individual voice amongst the chattering crowd. This seemed less like a Q&A session, and felt more like an attempt to taunt him.

“Quiet down everyone!” Tang Luo shouted, bringing the chaotic noise to a halt.

After all, as an instructor, his words still held a certain degree of respect.

“Let me step down first.” Now that he had introduced himself, there was no need to remain perched on the rock anymore. Tang Luo waved at the children surrounding him, gesturing for them to make way.

“Alright, since you were the first to rush over, we’ll start with you.” Tang Luo, who had just jumped off the rock, pointed at the first child who had come forward, intending to handle them one by one.

“Shouldn’t the rest of you be practicing your martial arts? Disperse now and return when he has finished.” After selecting the first child, Tang Luo started to shoo the others away. He refused to believe that all these children swarming him had legitimate questions to ask, considering it an insult to his intelligence. Clearly, many were merely curious about the new instructor and had come for the spectacle.

As an instructor, Tang Luo couldn’t let these children have their way, they had to leave. It wasn’t a good look to have them crowding around him like this.

The dismissed youngsters reluctantly retreated but cleverly found a vacant spot not far from the rock to sit and observe the situation.

Tang Luo looked at the dispersing crowd and nodded in satisfaction. He then turned to the remaining child: “All right, it’s quiet now. Tell me, what martial arts issue do you need help with?”

Tang Luo was earnest in his duties. Now that he had accepted the role of Martial Technique Instructor, he would strive to fulfill his responsibilities to the best of his abilities. Shirkers weren’t part of his character, so he inquired sincerely.

Du Ze was the child who had stayed behind. Seeing Tang Luo disperse the crowd and leave him alone, he found himself regretting his decision big time.

His intention of circling Tang Luo was driven entirely by curiosity towards the instructor, he had not prepared any martial arts questions. He simply wanted to know why someone of his own age could be an instructor. Seeing himself being singled out, he wondered if Instructor Tang had seen through his true intentions.

Du Ze started to grow suspicious as he examined Tang Luo’s friendly face.

Tang Luo frowned at the child’s lack of response. “What’s your name, and do you have any questions?” he asked again.

Du Ze grew nervous, his guilt making him jittery. Why was this guy asking for his name? He is trying to catch me off guard, isn’t he? As a young orphan, Du Ze naturally suspected the worst. So he decided to play along: “Instructor Tang, my name is Du Ze. I do have a question!”

couldn’t, he might end up locked away again. The thought of the dark, confined room where he could only enter or exit by hunching over sent chills down Du Ze’s spine. He blurted out: “I have been

the Flying Flower Mirage upon his initial attempts, that would truly be a miracle. Asking for guidance on this shouldn’t cause any issue, after all, he truly could not deliver a Flying

Palm’.” Not suspecting anything amiss, Tang

Du Ze secretly rejoiced, thinking he had dodged a bullet. He began

Hey! Huff! Puff!

I understand now.” Tang Luo observed Du Ze’s demonstration and

Mortal Realm technique characterized by its ease of learning. As a Mortal Realm practitioner, practicing such a technique not only enhances combat ability but also doesn’t consume much time, making

so-called ‘Flying Flower Mirage’, where multiple palm shadows are produced upon

sounded fancy, it was

energy in one go at the Labor Palace acupoint. This way, you can generate four palm shadows, each carrying the force of the Flying Flower Palm. If you can’t control it with precision initially, you can start with just the

Du Ze listened to Tang Luo’s explanation, he felt full of doubt and

pretending. Let’s not

heard of

are you standing around for? Practice!” Tang Luo finished explaining and

if a person was simply dim, they had no business practicing

extend his hand, summoning his Flying Flower Palm force. If this doesn’t work,

stop, looking at him

Ze, looking like he had suspected this all along, tried to let Tang Luo save face, “Instructor, you said it well indeed. Now, I’ll go practice a

master from the main branch, here to gain experience in the training field. Even though he was young, he had heard of

you need to practice off to the side, or else were you planning to slap me with your palm here?” Tang Luo was

kid over to a wooden stake, Tang Luo pointed at it and said to Du

he was cursing Tang Luo in his heart, because

because everyone was watching. To be

men, his opponent being a young master of the main branch, he himself was also quite desperate. Du Ze helplessly again summoned his Flying Flower Palm force, with his breath following

supposed to burst? I remember something about the Palace of Labor acupoint. Let

the Palace of Labor acupoint, and another phantom figure

palm hitting the wooden stake, Du Ze clearly heard another dull

where his

Flying Flower Mirage, but it also carried the

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