Honkai Impact, I'm not a Ditto!

Until Fu Hua raised her hand.

The applause finally stopped.

As one of the few A-rank Valkyries at St. Freya Academy, she is quite famous.

"If I remember correctly, this junior has only been enrolled for a week. He was able to defeat an Advance-class Honkai Beast after just one week of training as an ordinary person. Boys are indeed physically stronger than girls."

"It's not just about his physique. Didn't you notice that his health bar went down and then went up again? It's said that this guy has a special talent and can recover quickly no matter how serious the injury he suffers."

"Really? That's amazing."

......

Whispers could be heard among the Valkyries.

Fu Hua stepped into the square training ground and said, "To be able to defeat an Advance-class Honkai Beast after only a week of training is quite an achievement in St. Freya Academy."

You should know that when Sikong entered the academy, he was an ordinary person through and through, and he couldn't even wield a greatsword with a smooth and rounded motion.

"Squad Leader Fu Hua, I was just lucky."

Sikong scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

Perhaps it was the accumulation of experience over the past week, or perhaps it was to show off in front of the Crimson Iris Immortal.

Sikong Cai defeated the Advance-class Honkai Beast.

The battle was extremely dangerous; he was nearly killed several times and made numerous incredibly embarrassing poses, which were anything but elegant.

Humility is a very good virtue. As the ancients said, "Pride goes before a fall, humility brings benefit..."

Fu Hua put her hands behind her back, and as soon as she stepped out, a soft sound came from behind her.

"It's Sister Fu Hua..."

"Sister is as elegant and handsome as ever today."

......

“Sikong, I’ve seen the battle just now. Your foundation is still too weak. If it weren’t for your exceptional talent, you would have fallen to the Honkai Beasts long ago.” Fu Hua stared at Sikong. “The most important thing for you right now is to train your body properly. Otherwise… let’s have a real spar.”

Fu Hua's gaze suddenly turned serious.

"Real combat? Great!"

Sikong longed to have a real battle with the Crimson Iris Immortal.

"Really? Then let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Hua vanished from her spot in an instant. Si Kong's eyes couldn't even catch a trace of her before the Shenzhou tablet appeared in front of him.

One punch!

Before he could even react, Sikong had already fallen for it.

Pain surged through his entire body in an instant.

"cough......"

Sikong coughed up blood, quickly switched forms to restore his physical condition, and then landed another punch on him.

The man who was hit staggered back a few steps.

Now he understood why Fu Hua had brought up the matter of him potentially getting hurt.

Is this what you call "may get hurt"?

It's clear that getting hurt is inevitable!

Since Sikong had brought it upon himself, he didn't complain, but just hoped that the other party would go easy on him.

certainly......

Even though he was being beaten badly, Sikong understood that Fu Hua had already let Hai go.

Otherwise, he would have been dead from the first punch.

"So fast... I have no way of observing her attack."

Sikong could see Fu Hua in front of him, but he couldn't keep up with her attack rhythm. He was like a sandbag being used by the Crimson Kite Immortal for punching practice.

He was being attacked from all sides of his body.

Just switching forms to heal his injuries was enough to keep Sikong busy; he had absolutely no chance to fight back.

In a daze.

Sikong heard Fu Hua whisper, "Remember, focus your mind on your dantian, and let your qi circulate throughout your body..."

"What is she saying?" Sikong was stunned for a moment. "Could it be that Class Monitor Fu Hua is teaching me the Taixu Sword Qi? How could that be? My relationship with her shouldn't have reached that point yet, and besides, this doesn't sound like the Taixu Sword Qi at all."

Sikong subconsciously remembered Fu Hua's mutterings.

He felt his body getting hotter and hotter, and an unknown current of energy was circulating within him. Every time Fu Hua threw a punch, it would cause the energy to move faster.

A soft sound came from Sikong's body.

Like frying beans.

During the beating, time stretched out endlessly, and he lost track of how much time had passed.

Fu Hua finally stopped.

"Let's call it a day for today's practical exercise."

"it's over?"

Sikong didn't know what changes had occurred in his body, but in general, he felt quite good and had a completely refreshed feeling.

Chapter Fifty-Four: Am I truly a one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy?

"Don't look at me. Carefully feel your body. If you can find the flow of true energy, it means today's training was effective. If not... it means your comprehension is poor."

Fu Hua said calmly.

"True Qi? Wait... The True Qi that Squad Leader Fu Hua mentioned most likely refers to purified Honkai energy. If I remember correctly, Shenzhou has a method to purify Honkai energy and make it its own, and the person who taught it was Squad Leader Fu Hua."

The word "martial arts" popped into Sikong's mind.

Thinking of this, he quickly closed his eyes and felt his body burning like a furnace.

Sikong found the surge of "true qi".

Open your eyes.

A glint of light seemed to flash in Sikong's eyes, and his true energy flowed spontaneously throughout his body, the surging power seeming to burst forth from his body at any moment.

"Very good, it seems you've already grasped the basics."

Fu Hua nodded in satisfaction.

The martial arts of China are difficult to master, requiring not only long periods of training but also strong physical constitution and comprehension to even begin to understand them.

And there's a rather awkward problem...

Practicing martial arts is not as effective as implanting artificial sacred marks.

It's perfectly normal for a burly man in China who has practiced martial arts for over a decade to be no match for a girl who has just received an artificial stigma implanted a week ago.

Therefore, the Destiny Organization mainly uses artificial Stigmata combined with Valkyrie armor.

Instead of everyone practicing together.

"Teacher Fu Hua, is this the legendary martial art?"

Sikong was slightly excited.

As a Yanhuang person before his transmigration, his love for martial arts far outweighed his love for artificial holy marks.

Upon hearing the title "teacher".

Fu Hua paused for a moment, her eyes momentarily unfocused, as if she had remembered something important.

After a few seconds, the Crimson Iris Immortal finally spoke.

"First of all, I am not your teacher, but just your class monitor."

"Secondly... the word 'legend' is not appropriate. There are corresponding records of Chinese martial arts in St. Freya Academy. If you go to the library more often, you should be able to find relevant information."

"But it's not your fault, after all, you've only just arrived and you don't even know all the characters yet."

Fu Hua, who was standing two meters in front of Si Kong, pushed up his glasses.

After exercising, she didn't break a sweat. Just standing there, the Crimson Kite Immortal exuded elegance.

It's so elegant!

A hint of intoxication appeared in Sikong's eyes.

"As expected of the Crimson Iris Immortal..."

"The fact that you were able to get started shows that you have good aptitude and comprehension. You should know that in this vast St. Freya Academy, there are not many people who can even get started."

Fu Hua placed one hand behind her back as she spoke eloquently.

Sikong's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Could it be that I am a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand?"

These words were spoken.

Fu Hua looked at him with a meaningful gaze.

"Never be arrogant or complacent."

"I've learned a lot, Squad Leader Fu Hua."

Sikong bowed his head and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, just like a true disciple.

This caused Fu Hua's gaze to drift back to her memories.

The Crimson Iris Immortal fell into deep thought.

A few seconds later.

Sikong scratched the back of his head, but he couldn't help asking, "Um... Class Monitor Fu Hua, what kind of martial arts did you teach me... I'm very curious!"

In that instant, even knowing that it was unlikely to be the Taixu Sword Qi, he was still deeply moved.