Sister Rescue Plan

A fierce tiger stubbornly climbs the mountain!

Fu Hua grabbed Yosuke Mirai's arm, used the Vermilion Bird Stepping on Clouds style to get behind him, and hooked his feet to try to shift his center of gravity.

Almost instinctively, she dismantled Yoo-chan's attacks, her hand and foot movements perfectly coordinated. Her gaze fell on Yoo-chan's back, her shoulder blades and waist twitching violently, her muscles tense. Fu Hua could easily predict her next move.

Unlike her usual calm demeanor during battles, Fu Hua's gaze was somewhat lost. She murmured softly, "The next step should be—"

Yoyo Mirai suddenly turned around and clasped her hands together.

Force the door open from either side!

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Shenzhou Tablet Lives Up to Its Name

Inch-Strike · Cloud Mist!

Her slender, delicate hand pressed against Yushou Mirai's vest, releasing force, while her right foot kicked towards his ankle.

Snapped!

Izayoi Mirai was slammed to the ground; the outcome was decided.

He stood up and wiped the dust off his face. He knew he would lose, but he didn't expect to lose so badly. Fu Hua seemed to see through all his movements. As soon as Youxiao Mirai raised her hand, she anticipated his intention. Has she become this strong?

At this moment, Fu Hua felt no joy of victory, and even her usual composure vanished. She looked at her palms with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"The future." She looked up. "Who taught you your boxing style?"

"Me? I am a priest."

Father?

Fu Hua didn't remember ever dealing with such a person. Christianity was founded in 1 AD, when she hadn't left China at all. She hadn't come into contact with Christians since after the Ming Dynasty, which was six or seven hundred years ago. Her memories from then until now were intact. She remembered very clearly that the person she fought on the battlefield was Kallen Kaslana, and her weapon was the Key of Binding.

The time and the people don't match up.

Fu Hua thought with a touch of self-mockery, "Has it been too long since I've been lonely?" She should have known all along that no one could stay with her all these years. Now, even she herself has lost her immortality. Perhaps the time for her to reunite with her old friends is not far off?

"Fu Hua, what's wrong?"

Yoruichi Mirai looked at Fu Hua, who seemed somewhat dazed.

"nothing."

Fu Hua composed herself and regained her composure as usual. "I was just thinking about some things from the past."

Yushou Mirai's eyes flickered slightly: "Have you fought with any Bajiquan masters before?"

"Probably?" Fu Hua was a little uncertain. "He should have fought against similar styles of boxing."

Yushou Mirai's eyes flickered slightly. While the exact origins of Bajiquan were uncertain, it should have appeared around the Ming Dynasty. Was it simply because it was so long ago that she couldn't remember? Or perhaps—

No, the evidence is insufficient, and the scope is too vague.

He suppressed his bold idea. What if he guessed wrong and used up what he had prepared? That would be truly disastrous. It was better to wait until he was sure before trying. For now, it was better to make contingency plans.

"Fu Hua, can you teach me your boxing techniques?"

Fu Hua looked at Izayoi Mirai, seemingly lost in thought, and nodded.

"can."

This marked the beginning of Yusho's arduous training journey.

Every day before dawn, Fu Hua would knock on the door of Yoshou Mirai's dormitory on time, and begin her day's training amidst Yae Sakura's farewell.

There was no need for physical training, as Yosuke's physical fitness was indeed unparalleled. Fu Hua first taught him the complete set of Inch Heart Fist, and then it was endless sparring.

Boxing, a combat skill, cannot be mastered by practicing alone. It requires sparring with someone, and memorizing with the body is far more effective than memorizing with the mind.

So, watching the new psychologist get beaten up by the handsome class president during morning exercises became a regular activity at St. Freya Academy's training grounds. After watching, I would go to class and be full of energy all day.

Fu Hua naturally wouldn't tell Yoo Siu Mirai that you shouldn't hit someone in the face. After being slapped to the ground, Yoo Siu Mirai usually landed face-first. In order to avoid staring at a pig's head every day on her way to work and back to the dormitory, Yoo Siu Mirai made rapid progress in defending her face.

And this is just the training volume on weekdays. Fu Hua has to go to school, and Youxiao has to go to work in the future, so their time is very tight. But weekends are different. Rest? Not a chance.

"Diligence leads to mastery, while idleness leads to ruin; success comes from careful planning, while failure comes from following blindly. In the future, if you want to climb to the peak of martial arts, you must not relax."

On the reclining rock, Fu Hua finished speaking and then kicked Yoyo Mirai into the lake, wanting Yoyo Mirai to experience the flow of energy in the water.

"Your task today is to catch a few fish in the lake; that will be our lunch and dinner."

Since training began, Mirai Yushou's appetite has increased significantly. After all, he burns a lot of calories. Two ordinary fish are not enough for him, let alone adding Fu Hua. She has worked hard to teach him his boxing techniques, so he can't let her go hungry, can he?

In the azure lake water, Yoshou Mirai exhaled a few bubbles.

Fu Hua is really strict.

He sank to the bottom of the lake and began to walk underwater, using his feet as leverage, since he had no other way to gain momentum when surrounded by water.

There's no need to worry about breathing; with his lung capacity and magic, he can stay underwater for a long time.

Several fish swam past him. As soon as Izayoi Mirai reached out her hand, they quickly scurried to the side. This happened several times in a row. Izayoi Mirai's hand pushed the water flow, and the fish, sensing the change in the water flow, moved away from him quite alertly. However, Izayoi Mirai's movements were not as agile as those on land.

Am I going to have to go hungry all day?

Going hungry for two days is nothing, but it's not a pleasant experience, not to mention it involves saving face.

Inch-force attack - Mountain collapse!

Inch-force, Thunderclap!

Inch-Strike · Cloud Mist!

Yushou Mirai stirred up the silt at the bottom of the lake, making the water murky and impossible to navigate, and no fish could be seen swimming in it.

That won't work.

Realizing this, Yosuke Mirai changed areas and began to consider the possibility of cheating. Apart from the newly learned Inch Heart Fist Technique, all his martial arts skills were stolen. Although he had sparred with Cú Chulainn and Kojiro, he had never suffered such hardship, nor had he had so many tricks up his sleeve.

So, should we cheat or not?

Youxiao Mirai fell into deep thought. He had weapons in his personal space, whether swords or spears, which was definitely better than being empty-handed. He could then widen the wound or even tear it in half, and Fu Hua might not be able to tell.

just forget it.

Yushou Mirai felt that she was being inappropriate. He was the one who suggested studying, and now she was trying to get away with it by lying. What kind of person was that?

He got into position and started looking for fish again. Of course, if he still hadn't found any by nightfall, the thought might resurface. For now, he was still diligently catching fish by hand.

Inch-force - Heaven-opening!

His fist pierced through the school of fish, but this time, one fish remained among the fleeing fish, floating quietly in the water.

Yoyo Mirai reached out and scooped it up, finding that it was still alive.

Was it knocked unconscious by the water flow I pushed?

Yosuke Mirai pondered, "If I punch in the direction of the water flow, could I generate even more force and knock the fish unconscious?"

Wait, what if I pushed a whole lake, along with all the fish, to the shore...?

Yuuyo's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

At this moment, Fu Hua on the shore quietly gazed at the water, her thoughts churning. In the process of teaching Izayoi Mirai, she would often have a sense of déjà vu, as if she had taught someone in the same way before. However, the feeling of incongruity became more and more obvious. She always felt that the person she taught back then was not quite the same as Izayoi Mirai now.

Was I overthinking it?

As she was thinking, a sudden gust of wind swept in, and a fish leaped out of the lake, carrying a powerful force as it struck her face. At the same time, ripples surged across the lake's surface.

Snapped!

Fu Hua instinctively grabbed the fish, thus losing the chance to escape the lake.

A blue dragon emerges from the sea!

The secret technique passed down from Fu Hua was used, and a large expanse of lake water, carrying seven or eight swimming fish, rushed towards him, closely following the fish.

puff-

Yoyo Mirai emerged from the lake and saw Fu Hua, half of her body soaked. Her white shirt was almost transparent, clinging tightly to her skin and outlining the lines of her body, making it almost impossible to see her curves.

Izayoi Mirai immediately lowered her head to pick up the fish, indicating that she hadn't seen anything:

"Fu Hua, what do you think of this fish steamed?"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Other Uses of Long Legs

"I am now invincible!"

On the training field, Yushou Mirai was shouting, because Fu Hua was not around at the moment. Fu Hua seemed to have something to do today and left after assigning Yushou Mirai a battle task.

"What's with the arrogance? You might not be a match for me." Kiana said, clearly annoyed, "No, you are definitely no match for me."

Kiana being dragged by Fu Hua to fight Izayoi Mirai is fine in itself, and Kiana is also very interested in fighting. But Fu Hua also called Mei and Bronya over. Doesn't that clearly mean she doesn't think Kiana will win?

Of course, Fu Hua's explanation was that it was necessary for Yuzai to face different opponents in the future, and the three of them just happened to be typical of three different attack styles. However, Kiana's thought process was a bit different.

"No need for further explanation."

With a wave of his hand, Youxiao Mirai, having been suppressed for so long, now that Fu Hua was not around, began to let loose to relieve his stress. He beckoned to the three of them with his finger, "Come at me all at once, I'm in a hurry."

Today is Sunday. Yosuke Mirai isn't working and isn't in a rush. He just thinks it sounds cool to say it like that.

"Don't look down on me! Just wait until I beat you to a pulp!"

Kiana charged forward, wielding dual pistols. Her long, powerful legs lashed out like whips, aiming for Mirai's head, a sharp whistling sound echoing through the air.

Don't ask why he uses his feet to attack while holding a gun. That's how the Kaslana family's gun-fu is: they focus on melee combat, and occasionally fire a couple of shots as a token gesture. Siegfried's ultimate move is either turning his gun into a sword and self-destructing.

Kiana's whip kicks are exceptionally fierce, each strike accompanied by a whistling sound. Her waist twists and turns with her body's movements, her flexibility containing immense explosive power. The powerful kicks come one after another, seemingly without end.

If Mirai Izayoi hadn't used her brute force to stop Kiana's kick, then the battle would have lost its meaning.

He accurately inserted his hand into Kiana's combo, pushing her in the direction of her force. The smooth movement was slightly flawed, and Izayoi Mirai took the opportunity to close in on Kiana's attack range, her right fist, carrying an unstoppable momentum, smashing towards her chin.

Following the movement of her body, Kiana's right hand naturally rose and she pulled the trigger, aiming at Miku's armpit.

clap clap!

Two shots rang out in quick succession. Yushou Mirai slapped Kiana's hand away from the gun, and the plastic bullets shot out from the deflected muzzle, hitting the wall of the training field.