The memories Wu Di brought to Ma Ran were, of course, more than just that.
His teachings and personal example had a profound impact on Ma Ran.
If it werenāt for Wu Diās education through "Sincere Fist," "Leg of Expectation," and "Caring Knee," Ma Ran wouldnāt have grown so quickly before his rebirth.
Ma Ran fully agreed with Wu Diās actions and understood his good intentions.
So...
"Senior, this time itās my turn to help you grow."
"A jade that isnāt polished isnāt a useful tool."
"I completely agree with what you said back then."
...
Thirty meters away from Ma Ran.
He Nanguang dropped his cigarette butt, stomped it out, and popped a mint into his mouth.
Although he had already seen the photos of the other person, this was the first time meeting in person.
His first impression of Ma Ran was...
Very imposing.
Quite intimidating.
Even though he had a sincere smile on his face, with no trace of insincerity, it somehow made people unconsciously tense.
"Sister Die, what do you think of him?"
He Nanguang didnāt name names, but everyone present knew that the focus of the conversation was the teenager standing as if in a spotlight.
Liu Huadie didnāt answer, just stared intently at Ma Ran.
At first, her impression of Ma Ran was just a "genius in cultivating Black Rock Martial Arts."
That wasnāt much of anything.
Out of Chinaās population of over a billion, a few geniuses are normal.
Later, with the emergence of the "Black Rock Guiding Technique," Ma Ranās status in Liu Huadieās heart rose again, becoming "a talent in developing Supernatural Power."
Now, Liu Huadie had to admit...
Her evaluation of this young man was too one-sided, too rigid, somewhat biased.
Liu Huadie had a keen sense of observation.
She was always very accurate in reading people.
Magnanimous people, kind-hearted people, selfish people...
Greedy people, honest people, people with very strong self-esteem...
Sand sculptures who think differently, naive people who donāt understand the ways of the world, Iron Head who stubbornly charged headlong even against obstacles...
In most cases, Liu Huadie could penetrate layers of faƧades at a glance and easily see through a personās essence.
But this insight failed on Ma Ran.
When she observed Ma Ran...
Ma Ran was also watching her.
The other side curled his lips, an ordinary smile, a gentle gaze, but it gave Liu Huadie a creepy feeling.
In that moment of eye contact, Liu Huadie had an illusion.
It seemed as if all her secrets were seen through, all her thoughts laid bare, unable to hide from the eyes of this young man.
Now...
She dared not evaluate Ma Ran anymore.
She...
Couldnāt understand the person.
As Liu Huadie and He Nanguang were about to exchange pleasantries with President Huang, the young man named Xiao Di directly ignored the leader of Grass Hut Academy, Huang Weiguo, and walked straight to Ma Ran, thoroughly examining him.
"Ma Ran?"
Xiao Di nodded with certainty: "Ma Ran!"
"Youāre not bad!"
"My surname is Wu, spelled mouth and sky Wu."
"Follow me from now on!"
"Call me Brother Di, Iāll cover you!"
Ma Ran gave him a half-smiling glance.
At this time, Wu Diās mindset was indeed somewhat unconventional. The words coming out of his mouth were embarrassingly high and could be considered a black mark in history.
"Do you qualify?"
Ma Ran beckoned to Wu Di: "Iāll give you three moves; if you can touch even a single hair, itās your victory."
The word "qualify" seemed to carry some magical power for Wu Di.
He was stunned for a moment, then immediately charged with bared teeth and claws, his Inner Qi surging, and threw a swift straight punch.
Bang!
The gusts danced wildly, like a long whip cracking, making a crisp sound.
Ma Ran slightly turned his body, Wu Diās fist grazed past his ear, and he smiled: "One move."
The taunt was a bit excessive.
Wu Di, who initially intended to go easy, instantly lost rationality.
He roared and smashed an elbow.
Bang!
Like a sudden thunderclap out of nowhere!
The air shook and swirled, making Ma Ranās hair dance lightly in the wind.
The elbow missed, and Wu Di, powered by his legs, leaped into the air, spinning 360 degrees before fiercely unleashing a whipping kick.
Fast enough!
Stylish enough!
Unfortunately...
In Ma Ranās eyes, this move was full of flaws, so coarse it almost made him laugh.
"Are you dancing?"
"Pretty nice, too."
Bang!
That impressively powerful kick didnāt hit Ma Ran.
Wu Di was so angry that his face turned red. In mid-air, he spun another 180 degrees, switched feet, and transformed the whip into a stomp.
Twisting his waist and turning his hips, between force and inertia transfer, he stepped down, and the immense power cracked the stone bricks into a spiderweb pattern.
"My turn."
Ma Ran raised his right hand, slowly curling his five fingers into a fist.
Bang!
Unpretentious, a punch was thrown, but it gave the feeling of being tempered through thousands of trials, impeccable.
No flaws!
No way to avoid!
Buzz!
Wu Di felt a weight on his head, his ears buzzing, and he saw stars.
When he probed his face with his hand, wincing in pain, he also realized...
His right eye was swollen.
If he hadnāt had the protection of Inner Qi, he feared he might have been blinded by this punch!
What grudge?
What hatred?
To strike so mercilessly!
Wu Di was hit into a stupor.
Holding one eye, he stupidly looked at Ma Ran, his expression extremely aggrieved, tears swirling in his eyes.
He clearly had held back just now!
This guy, Ma Ran, used full force!
Bastard!
No martial virtue!
"I didnāt use full force..."
It seemed Ma Ran could see through Wu Diās thoughts.
He patiently explained: "In this friendly spar, I only summoned Inner Qi from two Acupoints."
"In other words, I used only one-tenth of my power."
"Youāre at the Second Rank of Inner Qi, you should be able to tell if Iām lying, right?"
"Hmm..."
"Following principles of fairness and justice, my move is done, now itās your turn."
Attempting to inflate his combat value, Ma Ran, like playing a childās game, patted Wu Diās head.
At this moment, Ma Ran transformed into the warm-hearted neighborhood big brother, gently encouraging, "You can make three moves."
"No time limit, think it through before acting, donāt waste the opportunity."
"Huh?"
"You... wouldnāt be crying from being hit, right?"
Wu Di couldnāt bear this grievance.
"Cry? Men bleed but donāt shed tears! I just got sand in my eye!"
He stiffly roared a few sentences, clenched his teeth, trying to open his eyes widely, the mist in his eyes quickly dissipating, baring his claws, and fiercely threw back a punch.
Today, relying on his own strength, Wu Di aimed to fiercely beat Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei, dominating Grass Hut Academy!
"..."
The interaction between these two, from the perspective of the bystander President Huang Weiguo, was somewhat toothache-inducing.
Far away or close, they brought essential equipment for Grass Hut Academy.
Even though it was indeed the other party who made the first move, Ma Ranās behavior seemed uncalled for, didnāt it?
Friends come from afar, yet even so, is execution the only end?
Perhaps sensing President Huangās concern, while easily dodging Wu Diās attacks, Ma Ran explained confidently: "Donāt worry, I have control, I wonāt hurt him."
"To the seniors of Fulan Academy, rest assured, donāt intervene."
"Iām hitting him for his own good."
Initially watching Wu Di being beaten one-sidedly, Liu Huadie and He Nanguang were prepared to intervene.
Hearing Ma Ranās words, after exchanging quick glances, the two decided to observe the situation unfold.
Truth be told...
Although they couldnāt laugh out loud, watching Wu Di, this little rascal, getting beaten was quite satisfying!
Liu Huadie and He Nanguang were both decisive individuals.
They found that Ma Ran, when speaking now, was articulate, calm, and rational.
Beating Wu Di wasnāt just a spur-of-the-moment thing.
Furthermore, Ma Ranās combat level was indeed slightly higher than expected.
Joining in would likely contribute nothing substantial.
More than likely, 99.9% chance of it being a futile show.
So...
He Nanguang and Liu Huadie quickly reached a consensusāMa Ran hitting Wu Di must have a deeper meaning!
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