RBCT Chapter 49 Use Flame Fist on it!
Chapter 49 Use Flame Fist on it!
"The textbook... is wrong..."
He murmured repeatedly, unsure whether he should trust the authoritative textbook or the "absolutely correct" Saki.
Saki didn't explain further to Setsuna, but instead refocused her gaze on Hikido:
"Huomu, I have a question for you—"
When you want to protect something, when you risk your life, when you give it your all...
How would you feel?
Huo Mu paused for a moment, then subconsciously placed his hand on his chest: "It's hot, it feels hot."
Saki nodded, her voice carrying a knowing "I knew it" tone:
That's it.
Your heart is already responding to your heart.
That 'heat' is your will, it is your power; you just don't know how to use it yet.
At this point, Saki hesitated slightly, unsure how to continue the conversation, so he simply ended the topic by saying:
"Alright, that's all I can do to help you get stronger."
The rest is up to you to figure out, feel, and try for yourself.
Remember, only what you realize and create yourself truly belongs to you, and is the path best suited for you!
After saying this, Qi Ji stretched, his tone instantly switching to a lazy mode, and he slipped away as if fleeing:
"I'm going to take a nap over there. You keep practicing by yourself. Good luck!"
Upon hearing this, Huomu suddenly understood and nodded vigorously:
"Yes! Saki-kun! I will definitely work hard! I will never let you down! I will never disappoint you!"
Seeing Saki, who had finished saying what she wanted to say, and then go to sleep under the shade of a tree, and looking at Kamo, who now seemed to "understand everything" and was full of energy, a bunch of question marks suddenly appeared on her forehead.
No! So what exactly did you understand?!
Why didn't I understand anything?!
It seems like Saki-chan just said something, but then again, it seems like she didn't say anything at all...
Seeing Huo Mu truly immersed in his work, gesturing wildly and muttering to himself, I couldn't help but question my own existence once again.
Suddenly remembering something, the girl slapped herself hard!
What happened to you just now?
Just because I'm stupid and didn't understand what Saki-chan was saying, I doubted Saki-chan!
Saki is an absolute genius; there must be a deeper meaning behind everything he says!
and so--
It's not that Saki-chan has a problem, it's that you have a problem!
You're so stupid!
See, even that idiot Huomu understood!
Could you possibly be dumber than that Firewood guy with an F rating...?!
Thinking of this, he suddenly perked up.
Even though what Saki-chan said was completely different from what was in the textbook...
But before you start to doubt, at least try it out!
That's right!
Is the textbook more authoritative, or is Saki Saku more correct? Setsuna decided to find the answer through his own practice!
He made up his mind in an instant, clenched his fist, and stood in front of another training dummy.
Seeing this scene, the comments section couldn't help but praise:
"As expected of Lao Ji! First strong, then strong! Playing both father and mother!"
"Hilarious! I thought the training segment in this drama would involve Tsukimi leading the five little ones, but that guy just disappeared!"
"Isn't that obvious? If something really happens, we'll have to see what happens in prison!"
"Haki is just too versatile!"
Qi Ji hadn't slept a wink all night, and this time he slept exceptionally soundly.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already evening.
The setting sun bathed the training ground in a warm golden light.
Qi Ji sat up and stretched contentedly.
Then, they found Huo Mu sitting dejectedly next to a training dummy, head down, unconsciously tugging at the grass blades on the ground.
His face, which had been full of energy, was now covered in dust and sweat, and a hint of frustration that he couldn't hide.
Meanwhile, Setsuna sat cross-legged not far away, panting heavily with a furrowed brow, clearly not making much progress either.
Qi Ji walked over, and the sound of his footsteps startled Huo Mu.
Huo Mu looked up, saw Qi Ji, and managed a small smile, but it quickly faded.
"Saki-kun, you're awake..."
"Hmm, how's your practice going?" Saki asked him.
Actually, you can guess a thing or two just by looking at Huomu's expression.
Huo Mu lowered his head, his voice muffled: "I'm too stupid... I have no talent... Maybe... I really can't master such a profound skill..."
Following Saki's advice, he tried to feel the "heat" in his heart, attempting to guide and concentrate it, but nothing happened except for his heart racing, his body temperature rising, and his face turning red from holding his breath.
That so-called "power" remains elusive and untouchable.
Because what Sakizaki taught was a theory completely contrary to the textbook, although he believed in Sakizaki deep down and knew that if Sakizaki said that, then there must be a way to do it.
but……
What if that's a field only a "genius" like Saki can reach?
A fool like him might not be able to break through that invisible barrier no matter how hard he tries.
Seeing Huo Mu's discouragement and self-doubt, Qi Ji couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
"Could it be that I'm teaching it incorrectly?"
But in the original storyline, Lao Yue's teaching should also be this kind of "heuristic" and "metaphysical" style, right?
Immediately afterwards, Huomu figured it out on his own...
What went wrong?
Timing? Perfect timing? Or is it simply a lack of a crucial stimulus?
In short, when you don't know what the problem is, it's always a good idea to give them plenty of motivational speeches and encouragement!
This is a classic trope for motivating the protagonist!
Saki squatted down in front of Hōki.
"Huomu, you're wrong."
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached Huo Mu's ears clearly.
"Becoming stronger... for Echoers below the third rank, it's not time to rely on talent yet."
So, it doesn't matter if you don't have talent; you only need to possess one thing, and you'll definitely be able to do it!
Huo Mu looked up in a daze.
Saki told him, word by word, what that thing was.
Actually, it's very simple—
"repeat!
Repeating it over and over!
If you can't learn it the first time, try it ten times.
If ten times isn't enough, then a hundred times.
If a hundred times isn't enough, then a thousand times, ten thousand times!
The last rays of the setting sun pierced through the clouds, casting a thin layer of golden-red light on Qi Ji's mask.
Huo Mu stared blankly at the other person. He never expected that Qi Ji, a genius, would teach him such a "clumsy method" in the end.
However, he didn't know that it was through this seemingly clumsy method that Qi Ji became a "genius" in everyone's eyes.
"If you feel it's not working, try again."
As if looking back on the path he had walked over the past nine years, Qi Ji said firmly,
"Once, and one more time!"
The so-called genius—
"That idiot who tried one more time than everyone else! That's all."
In some ways, Saki himself was that kind of idiot.
Therefore, he is more qualified than anyone else to say this.
Saki pointed to the training dummy beside him and said:
"Now, stand up."
Face it.
Let that fire in your heart, all your pent-up frustration, resentment, longing, and anger...
Use your fists—
Go get them!
Whether you do it a thousand times or ten thousand times, keep doing it until you master it!
Come on, Firewood!
To it—
"Unleash the Flame Fist!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the training ground fell into a deathly silence.
Only the fiery sunset cast long, slanted shadows of the three people.
Huo Mu stared blankly at Qi Ji, then looked at his own fist, and the flame that had been extinguished in his eyes slowly rekindled!
And it was more intense than ever before!
"Yes...yes!!!"
He sprang up from the ground with a roar that was not human, a mixture of rage and determination!
Turn around and face the training dummy.
make a fist!
The flame in my heart, which had been suppressed, doubted, and frustrated, was completely ignited by Qi Ji's words!
"Drink it—!!!"
There are no fancy moves, no unnecessary actions.
Huo Mu poured all his strength, all his emotions, all his beliefs, and all his resentment into this punch.
Slam it down hard on the dummy!
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