Genius Beast Tamer

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"Sister, I don't care who he is anymore. Even if we're related by blood, I'm going to teach him a lesson!" With a roar, Han Tianci took out a boxing glove from his pocket. The snow-white glove gleamed with a sharp light.

"Tianci, put away the spider silk gauntlets. Give him a little lesson, but don't hurt him." Han Wuxie sighed slightly. This little devil seems to be someone who responds to force but not to gentleness. He tried to talk to him nicely before, but it was no use at all. He is very averse to people. It seems that he can only let his younger brother show some of his skills. Fortunately, his younger brother has also studied external martial arts for two years.

Hearing his sister's agreement, Han Tianci put away his boxing gloves, his face flushed with excitement, and laughed loudly, "Kid, I'll beat you until you call me 'brother'!"

"You're dreaming!" The little devil continued to bite Han Tianci tightly, mumbling under his breath.

"Whether it's a dream or not, you'll find out by trying!"

Han Tianci turned around, his body forming a perfect arc, seemingly slow, yet the movement was powerful and swift.

The little devil didn't know how he had been shaken off. The other person just slowly turned around, but he couldn't hold on anymore. With a flick of his wrist, he flew several steps away.

Without saying a word, Han Tianci tiptoed, his body seemingly motionless, yet he was moving forward. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived before the Little Devil like a ghost.

Before the little devil could even be stunned, he had already been slammed hard into the stomach with his knee.

"Pfft..." The little devil suddenly spat out the food he ate in the morning.

Han Tianci had already retreated to a safe area at lightning speed, and not a single drop of the stuff the little devil spat out splashed on him.

He crossed his arms and grinned slyly, "You made me throw up everything I ate this morning, now you'll experience that feeling too!"

The little devil struggled to his feet, his eyes somewhat glazed, and muttered to himself, "Didn't he lack both immortal and spiritual roots? How did he manage that?"

"These are just the basics!" Han Tianci proudly raised his head, raising an eyebrow. "Call me brother, and maybe I'll take pity on you and teach you!"

"You're dreaming!"

"Heh, what else can you say besides that! Looks like you haven't been taught a lesson enough!"

Han Tianci tiptoed again, and the little devil subconsciously took a step back. But after he had only taken a few steps back, the ghostly Han Tianci was standing straight in front of him again, only a fist's distance away.

"Damn it! You monster!" The little devil was so angry that his teeth chattered. He was no match for the other, but he refused to admit defeat. Even if he died, he would make sure to take a piece of the other's skin. That was his personal principle: if I'm not having an easy time, neither will you!

He lunged again, opening his mouth wide, trying to bite Han Tianci.

"You blondie! Are you a dog? What can you do besides bite people?!" Han Tianci easily dodged, his face full of sarcasm.

As if he had anticipated that his opponent would dodge his pounce, the little devil pushed off with his foot and, just as his opponent dodged, suddenly hooked his leg.

"Ouch! You little bastard, you're playing dirty tricks, shameless!" Han Tianci was tripped by him and fell to the ground. He was already unstable because he was using his speed on tiptoe, and he didn't expect his opponent to find his weakness. He fell flat on his face.

The little devil didn't give him a chance to get up, and pounced on him, pressing him down heavily, and they wrestled for a while.

"Let me go!"

"You're dreaming!"

"All you have to say is that you're dreaming?"

"I'll beat you to death!"

"Wail~ Ah..."

"Hahaha..." The two wrestling on the ground, the little devil had clearly gained the upper hand and laughed arrogantly and triumphantly.

Han Tianci, who was pinned down, suddenly flipped over and pinned the arrogant and distracted little devil down. Now it was Han Tianci's turn to be beaten!

"You bastard, let me go!" the little devil yelled.

"You're dreaming!" Han Tianci chuckled slyly, mimicking the little devil's previous catchphrase.

"These are my words!" the little devil roared in fury.

"What, is it wrong for me to say whatever I want? I was even thinking of saying, 'I'll hit you!' You're dreaming, you're dreaming..."

A flurry of punches and kicks followed, leaving the little devil's face bruised and battered. Eventually, he stopped defending himself and simply retaliated by hitting back. Soon, Han Tianci's face was also covered in bruises and swelling.

"Have you had enough?" Han Wuxie asked lazily, looking at the two bruised and swollen children.

"Sister, help me hit him!" Han Tianci screamed in agony as the little devil flipped him over and pinned him down, then began to beat him hard on the head.

"Sigh, all your training over the past two years has been for nothing. He actually beat you up like that." Han Wuxie looked disappointed.

Han Tianci cried out in anguish, "He did it through dirty tricks!"

Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow and smiled coldly, saying, "Being beaten is being beaten. If the other party used underhanded tactics, it's because they're skilled. If you're not as good as them and can't use underhanded tactics, it's because you're stupid! You deserve to be beaten! Let them beat you for a while longer, so you'll remember this lesson."

"Sister, you won't just leave me to die, will you? I'm in so much pain! This guy keeps slapping me in the face; if my family sees this when we get home, they'll blame you for not taking good care of me!"

"You're not dead, so how can I say I didn't help you?" Han Wuxie sat on a high rock, resting his chin on his hand, clearly intending to watch the show. He raised an eyebrow and smiled, "If your face gets badly bruised, just have Hua Qianye use some flower petals to disguise you, making it look like you have no injuries. Then no one will be able to tell!"

Han Tianci felt a pang of sadness. He knew that his sister usually doted on him, but when it came to martial arts practice, she was ruthless and merciless. Now that he had been beaten like this by a boy who had never learned martial arts, of course his sister was angry and wanted to teach him a lesson. It was a miracle that she hadn't joined in the beating with this little devil. There was no way he could ask her to intervene.

Han Tianci sighed, glaring fiercely at the little devil riding on top of him and relentlessly beating him. He roared, "Yellow Hair, you're dead! This young master won't hold back anymore!"

Unsure of the source of the divine sense attack, the little demon felt a wave of dizziness, as if it were the pressure of a master's divine sense.

After two years of study, Han Tianci's spiritual sense had already reached the level of an early-stage warrior. For a little demon with no cultivation, this attack was a soul-crushing blow, and he was immediately defeated.

Han Tianci shoved the little devil to the ground and flipped him over so that his back was to the sky and his face was to the ground.

Han Tianci sat down hard on the little devil's back, and you could hear the bones cracking. Clearly, his shoveling could break two of his back bones.

Han Tianci's back was to the little devil's head, and he was facing the little devil's buttocks. It wasn't that he was interested in the little devil's buttocks, but he felt that the most satisfying thing would be to beat the little devil's buttocks until it was so that he couldn't lie down or sit down, and torment him for several days!

"Slap slap slap..." Han Tianci vigorously swung his little hand, landing hard on a plump bottom with each slap. "I'll teach you to kill without blinking an eye, to be so arrogant, to hit me! I'll beat your bottom to a pulp!"

At first, the little devil gritted his teeth, ready to fight back at any moment, but every time he was about to turn over, he was struck by divine sense and collapsed weakly, followed by an even more intense feast of slaps on the buttocks.

Half an hour later...

"Slap slap slap..." The sound of spanking continued loudly.

"Call me brother and I'll spare you!" Han Tianci threatened.

The little devil remained stubbornly defiant, refusing to beg for mercy.

Han Wuxie, standing to the side, yawned lazily, almost falling asleep.

One hour later...

"Clap clap clap..."

"You brat, aren't you going to beg for mercy? Doesn't it hurt? My hands are already sore from hitting you! Call me 'brother' now, or I'll keep hitting you!"

The little devil's face was already red, but he still gritted his teeth.

Han Wuxie was already lying on the rock, eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

Two hours later...

"Pat...pat...pat..." The sound was weak and feeble, like fluffing cotton.

"Are you really that stubborn?"

"Hit me all you want, I'm not going to live much longer anyway, kill me if you want, I'm tired of living anyway!" The little devil finally spoke, but he was furious. He closed his eyes and chose to go to sleep.

Han Wuxie rubbed his eyes, as if he had just woken up, and said lazily, "Not done playing yet? Time to go home for dinner."

"But he just won't beg for mercy!" Han Tianci said, looking conflicted.

---Aside---

Poor little devil! He was tortured so badly by Han Tianci. If those immortals and demons who died knew that this little devil who caused their deaths was being abused like this by another child, would they applaud? Or would they see Tianci as an even more terrifying demon, and run far away even as ghosts?