Chapter 7: Punishing a band of three (2/2)
Huston came back to his senses and thought there was one possibility. That was, Ayrin had already learned the “Explosive Blazing Fist” beforehand.
“You actually provoke me on purpose, you’re dead for sure!”
Gnashing his teeth in his mind, he decided to record Ayrin’s name a hundred times in the small notebook. He actually put on an expression of praise on his face however. “Classmate, since you’ve learned the “Explosive Blazing Punch,” then I might as well teach you the ‘Ardent Whirlwinds’ next.”
“The secret of this ‘Ardent Whirlwinds’ is to very quickly compact arcane power in both your hands, then coordinate the actions of the ten fingers, swing your two hands and instantly burst out ten spinning wind whips. This is an arcane skill that snatches victory in close range thanks to its speed and the scope of its area. An opponent of the same level will usually be injured even if they barely manage to block it. This arcane skill is actually much more powerful than the Explosive Blazing Fist.”
“Watch carefully!”
Huston had already completed his explanation before Ayrin had time to say anything. His two hands stretched forward like lightning.
His upper body and shoulders seemed entirely still, but his arms were like whips that vibrated and crisscrossed.
Woo!
Everyone felt their scalp tighten at the deep explosive sound.
Ten vortexes visible to the naked eye appeared in front of him, intersecting and pulling away, sounding like genuine whips.
“Amazing, this is even more powerful than the Explosive Blazing Punch!”
“What a cool secret skill!”
“It seems like there’s suddenly ten transparent fox tails in front of you. How can someone escape when they face that, they’d be whipped for sure!”
A chorus of astonished voices immediately rose.
The voices made Huston once again proud of himself.
He looked at Ayrin, all smiles, and said, “Did you see it clearly? This time it’s your turn.”
Everyone’s gaze immediately gathered on Ayrin.
“Amazing, let me try!”
Ayrin glanced at Huston in wonder. He simulated the way Huston did it, stretched his hands out.
Ayrin had an inexplicable feeling the moment he stretched his hands out. He felt that no matter what movement he made or what thing he learned, it shouldn’t go so smoothly for him. But now he seemed to be naturally imitating Huston’s motions from the moment his hands went out.
This feeling, that he was different than usual, made him slightly distracted.
“Ardent Whirlwinds!”
“Woo!”
The sound of the wind rose between his fingers the moment he became slightly distracted.
The arcane power gathering at high speed on his hands spread out along his fingers, then suddenly rushed out and produced streams of air. However these streams of air weren’t like the ten spinning ones Huston had created, but several scattered gusts instead. Two of them that collided together in front of him. The fierce, raging winds rushed to his face.
There came an “Ah.” Ayrin cried in pain. He covered his eyes and almost fell down butt-first on the ground.
Stillness descended on the field.
“Haha!” Moss stared blankly, then he couldn’t hold back a loud laughter. “Little shorty, this is actually the first time I see someone get his face slapped by his own secret skill and almost fall. Please, can you be a little more hilarious?”
“Impossible!”
Huston originally stood there proudly, his hands behind his back. Now he watched Moss’ great laughter mock Ayrin’s sorry figure. His sleeveless undershirt was soaked with cold sweat.
He could clearly tell that Ayrin only met with a problem in the interval of his fingers and the speed he flicked them toward the end.
The hardest part of this “Ardent Whirlwinds” was to gather arcane power as fast as possible and compress it to a certain degree during the extremely short time the five fingers were clenched into a fist.
Don’t mention a new student who’d only just had his Awakening, even those who already studied for half a year in Holy Dawn Academy wouldn’t necessarily be able to achieve this point. And the most important thing was, this “Ardent Whirlwinds” was a secret skill pass down in his own family. It’d never been taught in Holy Dawn Academy before.
Could this guy be a real genius?
Even if you’re a genius, you still slept during my class!
“You can get your own face slapped by such a simple martial skill, yet you still have the gall to sleep in my classroom?” The corner of Huston’s mouth trembled a little on its own even as he tried his best to stay cool and collected. He said, “Go stand on the road outside the stone forest. It’s your punishment, properly reflect on your actions!”
“Teacher, this ‘Ardent Whirlwinds’ is no simple martial skill at all. I think it should be impossible for anyone here to use it the first time they try?” Belo’s voice suddenly came.
“Is it now?”
Huston looked at Belo and his face full of challenge and impetuousness. Then he smiled an ominous smile as he watched all the freshmen. “Who else thinks this isn’t a simple martial skill? Please come forward.”
Every freshman could tell this “Notebook Teacher” was trying to make trouble for Ayrin on purpose. Now Huston’s gaze gave them the willies straight away as it swept by them. Who would still be brave enough to stand out?
“Look at that, it seems there’s no one else who thinks the same as you do. Also, who allowed you to talk as you please?” Huston stretched out a finger and pointed at Belo, then pointed it again outside the stone forest. “You can go stand together with him. Let the students outside have a look at the result of not complying with my class’ discipline.”
Moss took immediate pleasure in their misfortune, thinking, you be impetuous again, shout again about making me lick your feet… But he only had a few seconds of happiness before Huston’s finger pointed his way. “You also, red-haired kid. Who allowed you to laugh so loudly earlier, you also go out and stand there!”