From the Iron Shirt Technique to physical sanctification

Squeak!

The door opened.

"It's you!" Xu Yang recognized Zhang Yu.

At the entrance of Lingyin Academy, Zhang Yu revealed various secrets of Xu Yang's training, which left a deep impression on him.

He originally wanted to go to Cangmang City to try his luck with Zhang Yu, but he didn't go in the end because he felt that Zhang Yu's cultivation level wasn't much higher than his.

"Did you cry?" Zhang Yu asked, blinking as he saw Xu Yang's red eyes.

"No, you're the one who cried," Xu Yang immediately denied.

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Aren't you going to invite me in for a seat?"

When Xu Yang was crying just now, Zhang Yu's image did indeed appear in his mind, after all, Zhang Yu had correctly described his state of cultivating the Crimson Sun Technique.

Entering Xu Yang's room, Zhang Yu sat down in a chair with an air of nonchalance, glanced at Xu Yang, and asked, "Want to solve your problem?"

"Yes!" Xu Yang nodded immediately.

He was in despair, otherwise he wouldn't have cried. This was the first time he had cried since he could remember.

"Kneel down and become my disciple!" Zhang Yu said without wasting any words.

"Uh..." Xu Yang was stunned.

He was the eldest son of the Xu family, a martial arts family, and had been the pride of the family since childhood. It was really hard for him to kneel down and become the master of a boy who was about the same age as him.

"I'll only give you one chance. You have three breaths. If you don't become my disciple, I'll get up and leave. Even if you want to become my disciple again later, I won't accept you," Zhang Yu said calmly.

Xu Yang wore an expression of inner turmoil.

Breathe!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

thump!

When Zhang Yu called out "three breaths," Xu Yang didn't hesitate any longer and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

Bang bang bang!

He kowtowed three times: "Disciple Xu Yang greets Master!"

Zhang Yu smiled slightly, said nothing, and ignored Xu Yang kneeling on the ground. Instead, he opened the system panel.

[Apprentice: Xu Yang]

"Haha, it's showing up on the system panel, copying the other party's Frostbite for me..." Zhang Yu swallowed the rest of his words after saying just two words, Frostbite.

He didn't know the full extent of the Frost Condensation Myriad Swords Body, but since Xu Yang was already his disciple, he could wait until Xu Yang awakened his physique and observe the effects of cultivation before deciding whether to replicate it.

"Master!" Xu Yang, kneeling on the ground, looked at Zhang Yu, who was in a daze, and couldn't help but call out.

Cough!

Zhang Yu then snapped out of his daze and coughed lightly, "Get up!"

Xu Yang stood up and looked at Zhang Yu with longing.

"Want to know how to break free from your constraints?"

"Mhm!" Xu Yang nodded immediately.

"Do you practice the Chiyang Gong, a family heirloom of the Xu family?" Zhang Yu asked with a mysterious expression.

"Um!"

"Dissipate your power," Zhang Yu said.

"Ah! Master, why?" Xu Yang asked, looking surprised and puzzled.

"Don't ask. If you want to become a peerless master, you must follow my arrangements. Of course, you can also choose not to, but then your martial arts journey will only end here," Zhang Yu said.

"This... Master, can I think about it?" Xu Yang frowned.

He wasn't familiar with Zhang Yu yet, and he had acted too impulsively just now, and he was already starting to regret it.

"Suit yourself!" Zhang Yu got up and left.

The law should not be passed on lightly.

He had already been belittling himself by chasing after Xu Yang to take him as a disciple, all for the sake of the Frost Condensation Myriad Swords Body. Since the other party wouldn't listen, he couldn't be blamed as the master.

After leaving Xu Yang's residence, Zhang Yu first went to the Rock Inner Court to obtain his Inner Court disciple token, and then returned to the small courtyard to pack his things and move to the Inner Court.

The inner courtyard disciples live in a more tranquil and comfortable environment, each with their own small courtyard.

After receiving the token and the white robe of an inner court disciple, he put on the white robe to avoid having to bow to inner court disciples he encountered on the road, which would be too troublesome.

Squeak!

Zhang Yu pushed open the courtyard gate and found Li Feifei sitting at the stone table, frowning and deep in thought.

Hearing the sound of the courtyard gate, she looked up and saw Zhang Yu, and immediately got up.

Zhang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Li Feifei. For the past two months, Li Feifei had been constantly mocking and ridiculing him; today was the day to settle the score.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I was wrong!"

Snap! Snap! Snap...

Before Zhang Yu could speak, Li Feifei stepped forward, knelt down in front of Zhang Yu with a thud, and then swung her arm and slapped herself hard across the face.

She wasn't faking it; she was really strong. One slap swelled up half of her face, and after three slaps, she spat out a tooth.

hiss……

Zhang Yu felt a bit frustrated. He had originally planned to thoroughly humiliate Li Feifei, that bitch, after becoming an inner disciple.

Looking at Li Feifei kneeling before him, he wasn't hesitant to kill her; if this weren't Lingyin Academy, Li Feifei would have been a corpse long ago.

Rather, as a man, he was struggling with his own morality.

If a woman kneels down, slaps herself until her face is swollen, and apologizes, for a man to then beat her up again... contradicts his own moral compass.

But Zhang Yu felt uneasy about letting the other party off so easily.

"Can I disfigure your face now and then apologize to you?" Zhang Yu asked, glaring at Li Feifei who was kneeling on the ground.

Li Feifei raised her swollen face, looked at Zhang Yu, then took out a dagger and handed it to him: "Senior Brother Zhang, I have a sharp tongue. If you're not satisfied, you can cut off my tongue. I won't complain."

Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes, revealing a cold glint. He took the dagger and turned to look at Su Wan, who had just walked out of the room: "You testify that Li Feifei was willing to let me cut off her tongue."

"Yes, Senior Brother!" Su Wan was overjoyed: "In that case, my relationship with Zhang Yu will take another step forward."

Li Feifei is really something else; she closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and looked all righteous and awe-inspiring.

Zhang Yu held a dagger, and the sharp blade cut the other person's tongue, causing blood to flow out.

Li Feifei trembled all over, her face contorted, and large beads of sweat dripped down her face, but she didn't cry out.

"Damn! You're insane!"

Zhang Yu couldn't cut any further, cursed under his breath, and threw the dagger away: "We're even."

Clang!

The dagger fell to the ground.

Li Feifei's tongue was only cut with a shallow wound, not serious, and it wasn't cut off.

Zhang Yu was very uncomfortable with this woman's madness, but at the same time, he felt a faint sense of admiration for her.

Weird!

If Li Feifei had cried out or begged for mercy just now, Zhang Yu would definitely have cut her off. But she didn't scream or beg for mercy.

Zhang Yu turned to look at Li Feifei and activated his Eye of Truth. He was very curious about what kind of fate this seemingly sharp-tongued woman had.

Name: Li Feifei

Age: 21

[Realm Level: Late Stage of Dark Force]

[Cultivation Aptitude: Good]

[Comprehension: Mediocre]

[Destiny Trait: Sharp-tongued and critical, but devoted to family and business]

"He really has a destiny," Zhang Yu thought to himself.

Zhang Yu thought of the character as sharp-tongued and sarcastic, but why was there also one who was devoted to family and business? Could these two types of fates coexist? Could they appear in the same person?

Zhang Yu thought about it and realized that there was actually no conflict.