Douluo Continent: I, the world's greatest immortal master, have taken Ning Rongrong as my disci

Chapter 33 Advanced Ultimate Skills, Rongrong's Next Goal: Vajra Glazed Tile
As the sun rises in the east, the soft morning light shines on Peach Blossom Academy.

Early in the morning, the four students of the academy washed themselves with cool, clear well water and then began their daily special training.

As a teacher, Su Ran sets an example by starting her morning exercise early.

Su Ran's morning practice was actually very simple. She just used the peach blossom branch that was often stuck in the window on the left side of the school entrance to leisurely practice a set of peach blossom sword techniques, and that was enough.

Ning Rongrong would always arrive at the school early to wait, gazing intently at Su Ran waving the peach blossom branch.

Zhu Zhuqing would also come with her to the school early to wait for class. When the teacher spoke well or danced wonderfully, her usually cold face would show an expression of sudden realization and warmth.

A good teacher is one who can open people's hearts and help them change themselves.

Meng Yiran is the fourth student and the third direct disciple of Taoyuan Academy. She has only been there for a short time and sometimes finds it difficult to get used to waking up early.

On her first day of class, "senior sister" Ning Rongrong seriously warned her not to be late or leave early, or the consequences would be severe: she would be punished with a slap on the hand and forced to write a self-criticism!

After morning exercise and breakfast, students gather in the classroom and can ask teacher Su Ran questions.

For example, the difficulties encountered in yesterday's cultivation, and any questions you have about ultimate techniques, cultivation methods, or martial spirits.

After the questions were answered, the daily intensive training officially began.

The special training at Peach Blossom Academy is different from the unified special training at Shrek Academy.

Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Meng Yiran, the three female students, each have their own training standards, which are tailor-made for them. The same applies to Wang Sheng.

Ning Rongrong focuses on strengthening her physique, which puts a heavy physical strain on her. However, as a support-type Soul Master, she will face immense pressure.

Especially after cultivating the third level of the Golden Bell, she entered the second stage of special training and began to refine her blood and bones. Every day, she had to use the Golden Bell secret technique to compress her blood and bone marrow, condensing and densifying them.

Each squeezing pain is no less than being inside a sealed compressor, giving the feeling that you are about to be crushed into a meat patty.

Besides the bone-pressing and blood-clotting exercises, she also needs to practice Wing Chun, sparring with hard iron stakes every day without using the Golden Bell Cover to protect her arms.

Su Ran told her, "The day you can use Wing Chun's inch punch to pierce an iron stake and leave a fist mark on tofu without damaging its shape, that's when you've mastered the art of boxing."

Ning Rongrong believed it.

The poor little girl, although she has undergone two months of intense physical training, and the once pink and tender pretty little princess is almost turning into a 'tough guy' with two little buns, she is still just a mortal body.

With a whoosh!
She hit the tofu with one small hand and the iron stake with the other.

The tofu was smashed to pieces.

The little hand on the iron stake immediately became red and swollen, and she looked aggrieved with pain, her eyes filled with tears.

"Wow—Teacher, you're lying!"

"A normal punch can easily shatter tofu, let alone a fist that can penetrate an iron stake. And... is it really possible to punch through an iron stake?"

Let alone piercing through, it would be terrible if it could even leave a dent.

Su Ran remained silent, but took out a piece of tender white tofu from the water vat next to her and placed it on the wooden stake next to the iron stake.

"Rongrong, stay away."

"Huh? Oh."

Ning Rongrong was a little confused. Even if the teacher wanted to release her, he would be hitting the iron stake, not her. Why should she stay away?
Ning Rongrong had just taken two steps to the side when she saw Su Ran find a spot, without using his martial spirit or soul power, simply stand there, take a deep breath, and then strike with his palm, transforming it into a fist!

boom!
He threw both punches at the same time.

With a sudden tremor, the iron stake in front of them shook violently, and a violent impact struck, instantly creating a fist-sized hole in it. In an instant, iron pieces and metal shavings flew onto the house, shattering the tiles.

This terrifying instantaneous force, if applied too closely, could probably pierce through human bones with just these metal shards.

"Ouch!" At the same time, a suppressed, painful cry rang out from a secluded rooftop of Peach Blossom Academy.

Su Ran's other fist landed squarely on the piece of white tofu. When he withdrew his fist, the tofu didn't crack at all, only leaving a faint fist mark, indicating that it had indeed been punched.

Ning Rongrong was stunned:

"It's actually possible?!"

"Teacher, you're amazing!"

Ning Rongrong was dumbfounded.

“Rongrong, what I taught you in the first two months was only the basic introductory martial arts of Golden Bell Cover and Wing Chun. This is because as a support-type Soul Master, your body is not as strong as other types, so you need to progress step by step.”

"Now that you have absorbed your third soul ring and obtained a rare soul bone, although its age is a bit low, as long as you persist in refining your bones and condensing your blood, and with the help of my bone-nourishing soul liquid, you can transform it into a ten-thousand-year soul bone in less than two years, doubling its enhancement effect. Now you need to pursue a higher goal."

"Next, you need to learn to control the momentum and pressure, to be flexible and adaptable, to combine strength and gentleness, and to no longer be limited to defense, but also to have offensive power."

Su Ran said calmly that he actually had high hopes for Ning Rongrong, after all, she was the first disciple he had personally recruited.

"What are momentum and pressure?" Ning Rongrong had only ever heard Grandpa Jian talk about things like the unity of man and sword, sword momentum, and sword energy, but she didn't understand them at all.

"Power is one's own aura. When one's strength and majesty are released to the extreme, it becomes the power of pressure and the force of a strong attack."

As she spoke, layers of golden bells appeared behind Su Ran, and a huge glazed golden pagoda pressed down on Ning Rongrong's head, making her feel an urge to kneel down.

"No? Teacher, how come you also have a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!"

"Don't ask any more questions. Just feel this power. Your next goal is to refine the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda to this level and transform it into the Vajra Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"Press!"

Rumble!
The golden pagoda was like a small mountain, pressing down on her like Mount Tai. Even Ning Rongrong, who had already generated the third golden bell aura, felt as if she was about to be crushed to death.

"With complete control and freedom of movement, the fist and the person are one."

The next moment, the glazed golden pagoda disappeared.

Instead, Su Ran unleashed a Wing Chun stance, his fist, as large as a sandbag, hurtling towards Ning Rongrong with a powerful gust of wind that tousled her hair. But the fist stopped a millimeter from the tip of her nose, transforming into an index finger pressed against her thumb, and gently flicked her nose.
"Silly girl, this is the unity of man and fist, free control, softness within strength, not harming the enemy in the slightest, strength within softness, defeating the enemy in an instant, do you understand?"

"There are three levels of inch power. The first level breaks bones and splits rocks, the second level cuts iron and splits mountains, and the third level cuts rivers and splits the sky. You are currently at the first level."

Su Ran said calmly.

Ning Rongrong was indeed startled by Su Ran, but she was also charmed by the teacher's gentle flick of her nose. She was both surprised and delighted, unsure whether to cry or laugh, her face flushing slightly.
"Teacher, you're mean."

"You've ruined my face, and you're the one who'll suffer!"

My teacher calls me a silly girl, hehe, I am pretty silly, silly enough to cry a lot!
"Alright, isn't this to let you feel this power?"

"In short, your next training goal is to enter the Golden Bell Tower, refine the Vajra Glass, and achieve unity between man and fist, and control the release of force at will. Then you will be able to unleash the second level of inch power."

"After completing this second phase of special training, you will no longer be a simple support-type Soul Master. Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda will not only have defensive capabilities, but will also generate offensive power that is no less than that of an ordinary power-attack-type Soul Master."

Su Ran smiled faintly. Seeing Ning Rongrong's somewhat silly appearance, he sometimes found Ning Rongrong quite amusing.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and looked at Su Ran with a wronged expression:

"But it sounds so difficult."

"That's natural. Advanced techniques are certainly not comparable to basic techniques."

Yes, she trained for more than two months before she finished the basic training and was able to fight against a powerful attack-type Soul Master. How strong would she be after advancing?

"Teacher, is there anyone other than you who can truly achieve the unity of man and fist?"

"Yes, your senior brother practiced basic Tiger Fist so much that he almost turned into a clumsy tiger."

(End of this chapter)