8 Birth of the Psychopath King (1/2)
”Bai Tianfei 5 years, hummingbird, Black Swallow town. Nice to meet you.”
”My name is Tu San. I am from jade valley. My spirit is the earth. Pleased to meet you.”
The parade of introductions slowly shifted towards the people to the back until it was finally time for Chilong to introduce himeself.
”Heh...This King's name is Hei Chilong. My spirit...Blood pine. I'm from Yaomo Forest. I'm going to rule this place so don't bother trying to befriend me.”
The class broke out into fury as Chilong made a public enemy out of himself. Xin Fan ignored him and turned to the teacher who didn't mind the arrogance. As the class settled, the teacher took out a stack of books from a box and handed them to everyone.
”Class! This is your work book. Take notes and you should be fine. If not...well I hope your exams come to bite you back. Class has started so I expect you to shut up.”
Wang Mei's fierce words struct a chord within the class and kept everyone in place. Everyone but Chilong. Chilong ignored the warning and sat back and enjoyed the lesson without taking any notes.
”First topic: techniques. I assume all of you has seen techniques before but how do they work?”
The teacher started off the lecture with a rhetorical question.
”Well techniques are formed when your qi creates patterns that reinforce and create an effect.”
Wang Mei stuck out her index and middle finger and pointed out the window.
”Say I concentrate my qi at my fingertips. What do you suppose will happen?”
”It shoots out,” guessed a boy in the third row.
”Wrong...Absolutely wrong. My fingers are simply reinforced by the protective qi.”
Wang Mei demonstrated her point by creating a hole in the wall with just her finger tips.
”This is just qi enhancement. I will tell you what a technique is. A technique comes from your core and soul. Do you kids remember your awakening? Do you remember the sensation of unlocking a new space inside your soul? That space is your dantian. It is the origin of all your qi. That is where your spirit item is located.”
Xin Fan quickly took down notes in his book and continued to listen to the lecture.
”Your spirit item is a tool. It is a medium of which you create techniques. You learn techniques. Craft them in your dantian. Use them through your body. I am going to teach you the most basic technique 'finger slash'.”
Wang Mei drew up some symbols on the board for the students to copy. The symbols were unique in their own way and profound.
”Let me demonstrate. First, draw it up in your dantian.”
A blue hue started to radiate around the Teacher Wang's stomach. It traveled up to her heart before shifting to her arm.
”Then you move it to your heart, the origin of the body. Then to the fingers. Your body will instinctively release it.”
She then slashed out with her fingers creating a long and thick cut along the walls.
”I don't expect you kids to get it on the first try but you might as well learn it early.”
Xin Fan took down more notes as the teacher explained the technique into further detail. Learning techniques manually is different through the system. Each symbol had different meanings. Arrangements created meaning. Size created meaning. It is through the accumulation of all those factors, it could truly be called a technique. The lecture went on for an hour or so before a break was given.
”Break time. Go to courtyard to practice techniques if you want.”
Wang Mei left the classroom with no regard for her personal image and responsibilities and left the children alone to do their own thing.
Xin Fan went down into the open fields alone near the back of the school. He made sure nobody was around him before he started to channel his qi. He slowly drew up the symbols according to the teacher painstakingly inside his dantian until a message popped up.
[ User has attempted to use 'Finger Slash' [ Technique ] ]
[ Technique is rejected by the Ultimate Rice System ]
[ Techniques has been reformatted for appropriate use. ]
[ New technique created 'Harvest Slash' [ Evolving Technique] ]
[ Old technique has be removed ]
When Xin Fan attempted to use the technique again, his body instinctively rejected it and the accumulated qi flowed back into his dantian. Xin Fan attempted this over and over again until he gave up and used Harvest slash. The technique was different in that only the index finger was required. The Qi required was also relatively lower. Xin Fan drew the power to his heart then to his finger.
”Harvest Slash”
Through a quick burst of light, Xin Fan slashed at an array of tall grass. The slash was quicker than the one that Wang Mei had demonstrated and had a longer range. However this was not without a cost with the slash being much thinner, as thin as a piece of paper and was considerably weaker.
”Arghhh.”
A shout could be heard from the courtyard. Xin Fan decided to run over to take a look. There stood Chilong looking at another boy under his feet.
”This king couldn't hear you what did you say.”