Xiao Wu felt a chill on her head. To learn this, did she have to go bald to become stronger?
Su Ran smiled faintly. This Xiao Wu, it was a good thing he didn't teach her Feng Hou Qi Men, otherwise, Xiao Wu would probably be even more confused.
But this wasn't Xiao Wu's fault. What the six people learned each had its own difficulty, but what Xiao Wu learned was the most difficult.
"Clear out, Xiao Wu, you have a brain that has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, which is your greatest advantage in learning Marquis Wu's Mysterious Gate. In fact, your brain capacity is larger than everyone else's. What you need to do is to clear out the unimportant memories from those tens of thousands of years in your mind, then you will learn with ease."
"Memories can be cleared?!" Xiao Wu was greatly surprised.
"Yes, they definitely can. I know a master named Lu Xiaobu, whose memories from the day before he said could be deleted just like that… Of course, normal people can't learn that. What Teacher really means is that you need to relax."
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Since they began learning the Grandmaster-level peerless techniques, the six core disciples could no longer smile. They had no time to admire their teacher's peerless appearance, and could only throw themselves into intense study and cultivation.
Their main cultivation location was the back mountain of Peach Garden Academy.
The back mountain was scenic with clear waters, and Teacher Su Ran had specially arranged training grounds for them:
Dozens of slippery iron balls rolling and intersecting in mid-air. Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran practiced their lightness skill, needing to tie magnets with layered suction effects to their legs.
Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran had never encountered such training methods before. One moment of carelessness could lead to them being pulled by the magnetic force, and their entire bodies would heavily smash into an iron ball.
At this moment, they understood why Teacher said Crossing the Yellow Springs—the Yellow Springs' white hair does not float, and flying birds do not cross.
They needed to master more precise methods of exerting force and stronger leg strength.
Ning Rongrong's cultivation was relatively simple and brutal: Golden Bell Body Forging, constantly tempering her body, bones, internal organs, and seven apertures and eight gates, using the power of the Golden Bell to continuously temper every part of her body. There were three stages:
Copper Bones and Copper Blood, Silver Bones and Silver Blood, Golden Bones and Golden Blood.
Besides body tempering, it was also about taking hits. One person fought against her other junior sisters, and because of her strong defense, she became a training dummy for her junior sisters.
Ning Rongrong felt a bit resentful: Your output can indeed make me stronger, but actually, I'd rather be outputted by Teacher.
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While the students of Peach Garden Academy were learning evolved peerless techniques and rapidly improving their strength, in a certain mountainous area of the Heaven Dou Empire.
The disheveled middle-aged man in a tattered robe coughed slightly a few times, looking at Tang San, who was burying his face in the cold stream, calm and doubting his life. There was some worry in his eyes as he patted his shoulder and said:
"Cough, cough, Little San, cheer up. Your father is also at fault in this matter. I shouldn't have let you go back to Yu Xiaogang in the first place."
"Father, am I that bad? I worked hard to cultivate, absorbed a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bone, and even added a spirit ring to my Clear Sky Hammer, all just to defeat Peach Garden Academy in the Soul Master Competition and prove myself.
But… I didn't even get a chance to fight them. We couldn't even beat Tianshui Academy. Just using the power of Spirit, I… I had no way to defeat that Ice Phoenix. My Clear Sky Hammer was like being held by countless large hands in their ice river."
"I am a good-for-nothing. From a young age, people said my Spirit was a waste Spirit. I never gave up, but… am I really a waste?"
Tang San harbored unprecedented doubts about his own strength. This was not the first time he had lost, and this failure was even more severe than the one at the Soto City Great Spirit Arena.
"Little San, you must cheer up, cough, cough…"
Seeing Tang San in such a state, Tang Hao's mood was also very complex. He and Ah Yin had only this one son.
"Father, your injury…"
Hearing Tang Hao's cough, Tang San couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing. I'll be fine after resting for a while."
Tang Hao covered one of his arms. He already had old injuries, and the injuries Su Ran inflicted on him earlier had not yet healed.
He had also gone to Spirit City, but he dared not make any moves, not even excessive probing. He had a vague feeling that the current Su Ran was even more terrifying.
"Little San, you must understand, your Blue Silver Grass is not a waste Spirit, and the Clear Sky Hammer is stronger than you imagine. You will understand once you break through level fifty and add your fifth spirit ring."
"This fear and pressure make you feel like collapsing, but similarly, it can also become your motivation."
"Now, take this iron hammer, stand on that slippery rock under the waterfall, and continue practicing the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method and Clear Sky Nine Absolutes…"
Tang Hao threw a very heavy iron hammer to Tang San and said.
But his face was very grim, not knowing if it was due to injury or anger.
That damned Yu Xiaogang, he really ruined my genius son with twin spirits.
I gave you a stat monster to win effortlessly, and you still can't teach him properly.
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