Chapter 277: The Master-Disciple Game! Exploring the Limits of Instinct!
"A test?"
Yang Luoluo's pretty and cute doll-like face immediately showed a curious expression. She blinked her big, clear black-and-white eyes at Shen Anyu, then patted her bulging chest with a confident thump, causing a delightful tremor.
"Senior, no matter what the test is, Luo Luo can complete it 100%. It's definitely not a problem!"
She was very confident in herself, full of fighting spirit and the fearless [Origin Qi] of youth.
A hint of a playful, dangerous smile flashed deep in Shen Anyu's eyes.
Throughout the history of novels and legends, the relationship between a male [Master] and a female [Disciple] has always been... delicate.
When a man and a woman are alone, especially when physical contact is required for "guidance," sparks are inevitable.
In the legends, Zhou Botong and Ying Gu were clearly just "healing injuries," yet somehow, they ended up creating a child.
When the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing and the [Divine Ability] user Wang Chongyang were in secluded cultivation to exchange the [Innate Art], the Emperor ended up with a green hat. Even a venerable senior couldn't handle the betrayal, giving up his throne to become Monk Yideng.
Even in modern times, the tropes of "fitness coaches" and "lonely housewives" filled the hidden folders of countless hard drives.
The innocent and [Origin Qi]-filled martial arts fanatic, Young Miss Yang Luoluo, still didn't know what kind of dark, calculating hand was approaching her from the shadows. She only saw the halo of the "Senior."
Mo, standing to the side, was a bit worried. Her instincts as a woman and a bodyguard were tingling. However, she felt that the dignified Young Master of the Shen Family—a man of such status—should have some integrity. He surely wouldn't lower himself to harm their Young Miss in broad daylight, right?
Furthermore, she was also genuinely curious, wondering how a monster like Shen Anyu would test a genius like their Young Miss.
However, Shen Anyu completely ignored her presence. Mo felt helpless; she couldn't step forward to watch closely without being rude, so she stayed at the perimeter.
Shen Anyu then led Yang Luoluo to the private martial arts training ground located in the backyard of the Jiangjing Manor.
The training ground was paved with specialized alloy-infused cement, tough enough to withstand tank fire.
"Senior, whatever the test is, Luo Luo can do it!"
Yang Luoluo's big eyes stared unblinkingly at Shen Anyu. Despite her brave words, her cute, pretty doll-like face showed obvious nervousness. Her fingers twitched at her sides, ready for action.
Shen Anyu smiled. He looked down at her, his gaze gentle and amicable, like a wolf looking at a particularly spirited lamb.
"It's very simple. As long as you touch me, you pass the test."
"Eh?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Luoluo showed a troubled expression. Her shoulders slumped dejectedly.
"Senior... you are joking, right? You are a powerful expert who can break the sound barrier with your [Physical Body]! Even if I practiced for ten more years, Luo Luo couldn't possibly touch you. This test is really too difficult."
"Can you... can you lower the difficulty by a tiny bit?"
Yang Luoluo extended her slender, fair right hand, making a cute gesture with her thumb and forefinger, pinching a tiny bit of air. She looked up at him with puppy-dog eyes, looking adorable enough to melt a heart of stone.
Shen Anyu appeared very understanding. He seemed to be in a very good mood today.
"Alright."
"How about this: I'll tie a black blindfold over my eyes. Furthermore, my range of movement won't exceed a circle with a one-meter diameter. How's that? And to make it fair, I won't counterattack. I'll only dodge."
Yang Luoluo's eyes lit up instantly when she heard Shen Anyu's concessions. She clapped her hands excitedly.
"Great, great! Just like that! This way, Luo Luo will definitely have no problem!"
A playful, mocking smile curved at the corner of Shen Anyu's mouth, unseen by the excited girl.
'Girl, you are still too naive. Do you really think vision is necessary for a predator?'
Immediately after, Shen Anyu's finger twirled. A burst of [True Qi] shot out from a distance, carving a perfect circle with a one-meter diameter into the hard cement floor.
Then, he took a strip of black silk cloth—usually used for... other purposes—and tied it securely over his eyes.
"Start. I'm ready."
"Senior, I'm coming in!"
Yang Luoluo's bright big eyes were full of fighting spirit. She didn't hesitate. She shouted a kiai and directly rushed into the one-meter diameter circle, spreading her arms wide like a net, reaching for Shen Anyu's waist.
She thought this was too simple. Even if the Senior was powerful, with his eyes blindfolded and restricted to such a tiny space, unable to counterattack... it was mathematically impossible for him to dodge.
"Mm-hmm, it must be that Senior wants to take Luo Luo as his apprentice, but doesn't want to break the rules of being 'strict,' so he proposed such a simple test. It's a freebie!"
"Senior is so kind..."
Yang Luoluo thought happily to herself, her fingertips mere inches from the fabric of his suit.
Whoosh!
However, the next instant, reality slapped her.
Shen Anyu didn't take a step. He merely shifted his weight, rotating his torso with the fluidity of water. He easily dodged her lunge, causing her to grab empty air, and appeared behind Yang Luoluo as if he had teleported.
"Eh?"
Yang Luoluo's eyes widened. She stumbled but quickly regained her balance.
"It seems Senior's test isn't that simple; he won't let me pass easily. That's good too! It will let Senior see Luo Luo's true abilities!"
In an instant, Yang Luoluo spun around, her ponytail whipping through the air. She struck out with lightning speed, her hands moving fast enough to catch a hummingbird in mid-flight.
Swish!
"Eh? Missed again?"
Yang Luoluo's small mouth slightly opened, quite surprised. Shen Anyu had merely tilted his head, letting her palm brush past his ear by a millimeter.
The game began in earnest.
For the next half hour, the training ground was filled with the sounds of rapid movement and heavy breathing.
Yang Luoluo was drenched in sweat.
Her sporty tracksuit, originally loose and comfortable, was now soaked through. The wet fabric clung tightly to her body, outlining the alluring curves of her waist and the fullness of her chest with merciless clarity. Her face was flushed a deep, healthy crimson, and strands of wet hair stuck to her neck and cheeks.
She was panting heavily, her chest heaving up and down violently, but she couldn't even touch a single hair on Shen Anyu.
"How... how is that possible?" she gasped, wiping sweat from her eyes. "It's clearly just a one-meter diameter circle! How can I not touch him?"
Shen Anyu stood in the center of the circle, breathing evenly, not a drop of sweat on his forehead. He smiled, his voice calm and teasing.
"Do you want me to plug my ears and let you try again? Perhaps my hearing is too good."
Yang Luoluo's eyes lit up again, her spirit undiminished. She nodded like a chick pecking rice.
"Mm-hmm! Senior, let's try again!"
She felt that a powerful expert like Senior, even with his eyes tied, relied on hearing to distinguish wind and position. If he plugged his ears, she could use her [Light Body Technique] to approach silently!
Shen Anyu chuckled inwardly.
In reality, for someone at his level—especially with the [God-Level Telekinesis]—sight and hearing were rudimentary tools. His perception field covered every micrometer of the space around him. He could feel the heat radiating from her skin, the displacement of air from her breathing, and the rhythm of her heartbeat.
"Girl, you're still a bit too green."
Next, Shen Anyu plugged his ears with earplugs.
But the result was the same.
After another half an hour of intense pursuit.
Yang Luoluo still failed to catch even the corner of Shen Anyu's clothes.
Shen Anyu removed the earplugs but kept the blindfold. He sensed her condition—she was teetering on the edge of physical collapse.
He smiled and said:
"I'll give you ten more minutes. If you don't pass the test within this time, I won't take you as my apprentice. Opportunities do not wait."
"Senior... I... I can definitely do it!"
Yang Luoluo bit her dry, parched lips with her white teeth. Her bright big eyes were filled with stubborn unwillingness.
At this moment, she was supporting herself with her hands on her knees, gasping for breath like a fish out of water. Large drops of sweat ran down her forehead, traversed the curve of her cheek, flowed down her elegant neck, and disappeared into the deep valley of her collarbone.
The scene was incredibly erotic in its raw physicality. The soaked clothes revealed the pinkish hue of her skin underneath.
Her heart pounded violently, sounding like a war drum in her ears. The blood in her veins flowed like a rushing river, heating her body to a fever pitch.
Even an [Innate Realm - Peak] expert would be exhausted after an hour of high-intensity, non-stop, full-effort movement.
But Yang Luoluo was unwilling to admit defeat.
In fact, this further fueled her competitive spirit. She absolutely had to pass Shen Anyu's test. She had to touch him. She had to catch him.
At this moment, Yang Luoluo's mind held only one obsessive thought: Touch Shen Anyu.
Shen Anyu's perception caught this shift in her mental state. His lips curved.
It was almost time.
Unbeknownst to her, during the high-speed movements, Shen Anyu had been subtly releasing a colorless and odorless medicinal powder into the air from his sleeves.
Of course, don't misunderstand. It wasn't a lethal poison, nor was it a vulgar aphrodisiac found in street stalls.
Instead, it was a high-grade alchemical powder called the [Limit Break Powder]. It was genuinely beneficial to the body, capable of helping a martial artist break through their bottlenecks by stimulating the endocrine system and adrenaline production.
When blood was flowing rapidly and the body was pushed to its absolute limits, the powder would ignite the latent potential, helping one [Breakthrough].
However, there was also a small, insignificant side effect.
That was... for a short period, it would drastically amplify the body's primal instincts and suppress rational thought.
It turned "determination" into "obsession." It turned "desire to win" into "hunger."
This small, insignificant price was nothing compared to a [Breakthrough] to the [Martial Arts Grandmaster] realm, right? If word got out, countless martial artists would beg for this chance.
Shen Anyu stood still, blindfolded, sensing the heat radiating from the girl in front of him. He could smell the unique scent of a virgin's sweat mixed with the faint sweetness of the activating drug.
He counted down in his heart.
"Three."
Yang Luoluo's breathing hitched. Her eyes dilated, the whites slightly bloodshot.
"Two."
She lunged, not with technique, but with wild abandon.
"One!"
Boom!
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