Superpowered Love Academy

"As long as the teacher knows what's going on."

Shen He, who was cooking, sighed:

"Zuo Le, I don't mean to blame you, and thank you for reminding me, but having come this far, many things are no longer that important to me."

“I understand.” Zuo Le nodded.

The master and apprentice fell silent until dinner time, when the atmosphere eased somewhat due to Shen Yuesheng's presence.

Zuo Le also realized that for Shen He, there were actually not many things that would keep him going.

Aside from seeking revenge for his wife, he probably only has his daughter left.

Even if there are safety risks, he will acquiesce; it is a choice he has no other option to make.

"Teacher, take care of yourself."

"Ah."

Zuo Le quietly finished eating with the father and daughter, then said goodbye and left the mentor's dormitory.

……

Go back to dorms.

Zuo Le sat at the table, flipping through "Dangerous Things." The room was so quiet that only the sound of turning pages could be heard.

But actually, he was somewhat absent-minded.

Just then, Tu Mi returned.

When the stray dog ​​saw that the door was unlocked, it immediately suppressed its aura.

She took off her shoes and stepped barefoot on the floor.

The footwork training I received during this period of training with Zuo Le was not in vain.

He landed on his toes first, shifted his weight, and then slowly lowered his heels. Three steps, five steps, ten steps, without making a sound.

Zuo Le was still lost in thought and didn't turn around at all.

Tu Mi had silently circled behind him, closing the distance to an arm's length.

She bent down slightly, wrapped her arms around Zuo Le's neck from both sides, rested her chin on his shoulder, and pressed her entire body weight onto him.

His chest was completely pressed against the back of Zuo Le's head.

"Don't move, I can snap your neck from this position."

Zuo Le's lips twitched: -_-!

Chapter 135 Sisters Meet

It's a waste of talent that this stray dog ​​doesn't pursue abstract art.

However, we should still encourage her to attempt infiltration...

"A silent infiltration? That's a big improvement."

Tu Mi did not respond when she heard Zuo Le's praise.

However, burying his face in Zuo Le's neck and nuzzling against her was probably the best response he could give.

After a while, Zuo Le asked:

"Have you hugged enough?"

Tu Mi was very dissatisfied with Zuo Le's reaction; she had taken the initiative to hug him, yet he looked disgusted.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's just a little tight, I can't breathe." Zuo Le twisted his neck slightly.

"Humph!"

Tu Mi loosened her grip slightly, not completely, but enough to give Zuo Le a little breathing.

"When are you going to find a target for me to practice on?"

Zuo Le smiled upon hearing this.

In practice? For the current TuMi (a company name), it's too early to say.

"Although you've made some progress these past few days, it's still a long way from being able to move around."

"Tch, one chokehold from me and you're done for!"

"Really? You can try it." Zuo Le also became interested.

"Let's try!" Tu Mi said fiercely.

But the next second, Zuo Le suddenly leaned back, using his body weight and momentum to pull Tu Mi onto his back.

Caught off guard, Tu Mi lost her balance and instinctively tightened her arms.

Taking advantage of the moment she tightened her grip, Zuo Le grabbed her wrist with her other hand and twisted it forcefully.

Zuo Le controlled her strength very well, not enough to twist Tu Mi's ankle, but enough to force her to loosen her embrace.

Tu Mi was thrown back half a step, staggered and bumped into the corner of the wall, but immediately regained her balance, her eyes suddenly turning from lazy to sharp.

Without saying a word, she raised her hand and delivered a straight punch.

The force of the punch brought with it a surge of dark energy, a thin layer, but solid enough.

Zuo Le turned his head to dodge, his fist brushing against the tip of his hair.

After easily dodging it, he didn't forget to offer his comments:

"When you throw a left hook, your shoulder moves first, revealing your attack direction in advance. Moreover, if you really want to go all out, hitting the neck is more likely to kill than hitting the face."

Tu Mi frowned, but remained silent.

The second punch followed immediately. This time, Tu Mi deliberately lowered her shoulder, making the punch lower and aiming straight for Zuo Le's ribs.

Zuo Le stepped back to block, using the back of his hand to catch her fist, and pushed her forward, sending her back two steps.

Tu Mi was forced to retreat once again, and judging from her expression, the wild dog was very dissatisfied.

She opened her palm, and a black fireball instantly gathered in her hand.

Zuo Le: ? ? ?

Can't afford to play?

It was supposed to be an infiltration and assassination, so why did they get so agitated after only two moves?

Zuo Le activated Void Walk, teleporting instantly.

He pressed his palm directly into Tu Mi's palm, and the ethereal spirit simultaneously extinguished the dark flames in her hand.

He grabbed the stray dog's little hand and slammed her against the wall.

"Are you angry again?"

"No, let me go!"

"I don't believe it." Zuo Le not only refused to let go, but also moved her face closer.

When Zuo Le got close to her face, Tu Mi didn't hesitate at all.

With his free hand, he swung his elbow directly at the opponent.

Zuo Le sidestepped her, supporting her elbow with one hand and pressing her shoulder with the other, then turned her body around and pressed her against the wall again.

"Look, you're so fierce, it's hard for me to trust you."

Tu Mi tried to move, only to find herself completely subdued.

She took a breath, tried to calm her tone, and attempted to communicate with Zuo Le:

"Weren't we supposed to be talking about stealth and assassination? How am I supposed to practice if you're doing this?"

Wow, this stray dog ​​has actually learned to outsmart people?

Zuo Le pursed his lips, but still didn't let go. Instead, he pulled her along the direction of her loss of balance, making her spin around and return to his side.

With his left hand on her forearm and his right hand on her shoulder, he held her in a position where she could neither exert any force nor escape.

Someone was rubbing and scratching vigorously while giving instructions in a serious manner:

"After the elbow strike, you should follow up with a spinning back kick, but you didn't shift your weight properly after the elbow strike, so you couldn't follow up. You kept thinking about changing moves, but your body didn't keep up."

Zuo Le's breath fell behind her ear, it was very warm.

Tu Mi struggled twice, but couldn't move.

Zuo Le, however, was becoming increasingly outrageous. He even stepped forward a few more times and bit Tu Mi's earlobe.

This single movement caused Tu Mi to shiver and gasp for breath.

I couldn't help but hum in agreement.

The stray dog's eyes seemed to be on fire. She was unconvinced, but she couldn't beat it, so she simply grabbed Zuo Le's finger and bit it.

"Hey? Don't bite!"

Seeing that she was really angry, Zuo Le finally let her go.

Tu Mi had no intention of giving up. She subconsciously touched her earlobe, her fair cheeks flushed.

Even though her heart was fluttering from being flirted with, she pretended to be angry.

"Again."

"I'm not coming." Zuo Le shook his head.

"why?"

"Training is training. What's the point of throwing fireballs and cheating when you get angry?" Zuo Le seemed unwilling to cooperate.

Tu Mi frowned:

"Then I promise I won't go back on my word, on the condition that you can't touch me."

"Heh, it's normal for bodies to touch during a fight. Setting such a rule is a restriction on me and also a sign of distrust."

Zuo Le spoke with righteous indignation, and Tu Mi hesitated for a moment before choosing to compromise:

"Alright, alright, just practice normally, I won't restrict you."

But after she agreed, she felt something was wrong.

She couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong, but she felt that Zuo Le was looking at her strangely.

A few minutes later...

"Lift your feet a little higher, hey, right, you need to control the power in your feet, let me correct you."

"..." Tu Mi remained silent.

"The angle is wrong too. If I were the enemy, I could dislocate your ankle before you even land."

"..." Remain silent.

"Next time, kick it from this angle."

"..."

"When you cut from top to bottom, you can exert more force, and it won't be easy for the enemy to dismantle it."

After several rounds of "guidance," Tu Mi became a little defensive. She pulled her foot away from Zuo Le's hand and said seriously:

"Are you using the guise of giving guidance on cultivation to touch my leg?"

Zuo Le paused, remaining silent for a few seconds.

"Have we been discovered?"

Tu Mi was stunned; she hadn't expected Zuo Le to admit it so openly.

"You pervert, take this punch!"

The days that followed were inexplicably much more peaceful.

Zuo Le and Tu Mi's daily routine gradually became a repetition of the previous day.