"So strong!"
Feeling that all the power in her fists had been removed, the kitten from Tacheng looked at Dewey, who was smiling. At this moment, in her golden cat pupils, Dewey's image suddenly changed from an ordinary martial artist to a demon king emitting a powerful aura.
With that punch just now, Tacheng Kitten was confident that he could blow away the lower-level "Rogue Demon" with one blow, but Dewey took it effortlessly with one hand, without even taking a step back.
In other words, this now-true "senior" is at least at the level of a mid-level demon in terms of physical skills alone.
Even a higher-level devil like the president and the seniors!
"Your power is strong, but too direct."
At this time, Dewey no longer looked provocative, as if he really wanted to use this "guidance" as a reward for his wish. He released the little hand of the kitten from Tacheng and slowly closed his eyes, saying, "Physical skills are not only about improving strength, skills and speed, but also about mastering the power of the "heart". When a physical skills expert knows how to use the power of the heart, he is worthy of being a "martial artist."
After saying that, Dewey closed his eyes and kicked Tacheng Kitty with a whip kick.
Since he controlled the strength and speed, the kitten from Tacheng used her small size and agility to easily dodge Dewey's kick that released the "sea" of water. Then, when she saw Dewey hook his finger at her with his eyes closed, she understood and attacked him.
The two small fists turned into afterimages, but made a sound like a cannonball fired from a gun, and slammed into Dewey's abdomen.
In response, Dewey raised his head slightly, as if to tell Tacheng Kitten that he was not peeking, and his body was like a piece of thin paper, twisting left and right to avoid every punch from Tacheng Kitten.
Each blow just grazed the edge of the body, but the cut air did not leave any trace on Dewey's martial arts uniform, as if the offensive fist wind created by the Tacheng kitten was also removed by Dewey.
What's more important is that while Dewey was dodging, his feet didn't move at all and he kept his eyes closed the entire time.
This kind of body flexibility, agility and perception deeply shocked the Tacheng kitten.
There was no longer any expression of fear on that delicate little face. It was already filled with shock. Even as a reincarnated demon and a "cat goblin" among cats and demons, a trace of cold sweat appeared on the smooth forehead of the Tacheng kitten.
Totally…not on the same level!
"Your mind is disturbed, which is a big taboo for someone who is good at physical skills."
Bang!
Sensing that the kitten from Tacheng was becoming emotionally confused, Dewey gave a reminder.
Then, the kitten from Tacheng stopped moving, and his knees felt a slight pain. Then, as if all his strength was drained away, he was about to kneel down.
At this moment, Dewey squatted down and caught her, then put his hands under her armpits as if he was holding his daughter, lifted her up, stared at the golden pupils with a hint of pain in his dark eyes, and smiled playfully, "So, am I qualified to guide you?"
"Senior, bt, put me down quickly…"
The Tacheng kitten, who had never been treated like this before, suddenly had a blush on her face, and then her whole face turned red in an instant. She gently shook her floating feet and shouted in shame and anger.
"How's the reward?"
Dewey did not put her on the ground, but put her on a piece of fitness equipment with a seat. Then, like an older brother next door taking care of his younger sister, he used both hands to massage Tacheng Kitten's knees, which were still a little red even after he reduced his strength, and asked with a smile.
"…Senior, your strength is very strong!"
The kitten from Tacheng, who had wanted to stop Du Wei's embarrassing behavior, was successfully diverted by him. Recalling the suffocating feeling as if she was drowning, she said seriously, "Senior, are all the martial artists in the Celestial Empire strong men who have both mental skills and physical strength?"
I have to say that the kitten from Tacheng did learn a lesson today.
Because his sister killed the previous owner and ran away, the kitten in Tacheng was under great pressure. He had given up using the Nekomata Senjutsu and was best at physical skills.
Even because of the bonus of the demon chess piece "Castle (rook)", the physical skills of Tower City Kitten are definitely at the level of a mid-level demon.
If she could overcome her psychological barriers and use her magical power to directly destroy the opponent's body, then she would definitely be at the level of a high-level demon.
As a 16-year-old high-ranking demon, even without a "sacred-gear", Tacheng Kitten can be counted among the geniuses of the younger generation.
Even though he has sealed away the talent of the strongest Nekomata race, the "Cat Mandrill", the Tower City Kitten is still a very outstanding "Castle (rook)" among the younger generation of reincarnated demons.
That petite body contains such strength that even the strongest warriors dare not fight against her.
But today, Tacheng Kitten discovered that his physical skills were nothing compared to those of the martial artists in Heavenly Kingdom.
It turns out that a strong physical warrior, in addition to strength, speed and skills, also has the power of the heart.
Only a strong person who has both mental and physical skills is worthy of the title of physical master.
"No, quite the contrary."
Dewey shook his head and said, "We have a variety of schools over there, and each school has a different style, but there are very few schools that know how to use the power of the 'heart'. The move I just avoided from you is a technique called 'Paper Painting', which is a physical skill called 'Six Styles' in our school."
"Six Styles?" Tacheng Kitten's beautiful golden eyes widened slightly: "In other words, in addition to the "Paper Painting" move, there are five other physical skills of the same level?"
"How about it, do you really want to learn?"
Looking at the kitten from Tacheng who had completely fallen into his trap, Dewey smiled and said, "I'll teach you!"
"…No need for that. These Six Styles must be the secret techniques of your school, senior."
The kitten from Tacheng was very moved, but she was so kind that she suppressed her temptation and shook her head.
"You guessed wrong. Our secret technique is called "Life Return." Dewey stretched out his index and middle fingers and tapped the forehead of the kitten. Looking at the kitten, who was no longer as cold as when they first met and still had a hint of blush on her face, he smiled and said, "I want to learn about the mythological world. Can you help me get some books from your mythological world? In return, I will teach you the physical technique called "Six Styles." "
"…The contract is established."
Seeing that Dewey didn't seem to be lying, Tacheng Kitten couldn't help but be tempted and nodded vigorously.
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