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 weren't for Wu Di's education through "Sincere Fist," "Leg of Expectation," and "Caring Knee," Ma Ran wouldn't have grown so quickly before his rebirth.
Ma Ran fully agreed with Wu Di's actions and understood his good intentions.
So...
"Senior, this time it's my turn to help you grow."
"A jade that isn't polished isn't 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 didn't name names, but everyone present knew that the focus of the conversation was the teenager standing as if in a spotlight.
Liu Huadie didn't 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 wasn't much of anything.
Out of China's population of over a billion, a few geniuses are normal.
Later, with the emergence of the "Black Rock Guiding Technique," Ma Ran's status in Liu Huadie's 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 don't understand the ways of the world, Iron Head who stubbornly charged headlong even against obstacles...
In most cases, Liu Huadie could penetrate layers of façades at a glance and easily see through a person's 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...
Couldn't 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!"
"You're not bad!"
"My surname is Wu, spelled mouth and sky Wu."
"Follow me from now on!"
"Call me Brother Di, I'll cover you!"
Ma Ran gave him a half-smiling glance.
At this time, Wu Di's 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: "I'll give you three moves; if you can touch even a single hair, it's 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 Di's 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 Ran's 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 Ran's 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 didn't 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 hadn't 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 didn't use full force..."
It seemed Ma Ran could see through Wu Di's 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."
"You're at the Second Rank of Inner Qi, you should be able to tell if I'm lying, right?"
"Hmm..."
"Following principles of fairness and justice, my move is done, now it's your turn."
Attempting to inflate his combat value, Ma Ran, like playing a child's game, patted Wu Di's 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, don't waste the opportunity."
"Huh?"
"You... wouldn't be crying from being hit, right?"
Wu Di couldn't bear this grievance.
"Cry? Men bleed but don't 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 Ran's behavior seemed uncalled for, didn't it?
Friends come from afar, yet even so, is execution the only end?
Perhaps sensing President Huang's concern, while easily dodging Wu Di's attacks, Ma Ran explained confidently: "Don't worry, I have control, I won't hurt him."
"To the seniors of Fulan Academy, rest assured, don't intervene."
"I'm 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 Ran's words, after exchanging quick glances, the two decided to observe the situation unfold.
Truth be told...
Although they couldn't 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 wasn't just a spur-of-the-moment thing.
Furthermore, Ma Ran's 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 consensus—Ma Ran hitting Wu Di must have a deeper meaning!
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