I Can See Your Combat Power Chapter 13

13 Chapter 10: Instructor Tang
Translator: 549690339
“Starting from tomorrow, you will be the Martial Technique Instructor for Cultivation Ground No.7.” Tang Bin had an exceptionally amiable smile on his face, as he lightly patted Tang Luo, who stood no higher than his waist. It seemed as if he was giving away some important task.

Please, stop playing weird jokes, Uncle Bin.

“I refuse.” Tang Luo looked up at Tang Bin, his desire to complain was about to burst at this point.

“You can continue practicing martial arts then.” Tang Bin showed a regretful expression, as if the child in front of him had refused billions.

“Uncle Bin! Be reasonable.” Tang Luo felt gloomy. Given his special circumstances, what could he teach others without misleading them?

Hey, kiddo, where are you running off to?

“You have to choose between practicing yourself and teaching others. After all, why else would you come to the Martial Hall?” Tang Bin looked straight ahead, swinging his right hand in a big circle over the training ground, looking very convincing.

What kind of robber's logic is this?

“Uncle Bin, I am still a child!” Tang Luo couldn't believe that the man in front of him was the serious, strict, and responsible Instructor Tang.

Hurry up and look at me! I'm only thirteen years old!

It seemed as if he had heard Tang Luo's inner voice. Tang Bin actually lowered his head. Although his face was shaded, his expression was quite cheerful: “That's alright. The kids at Cultivation Ground No.7 are also just children.”

Tang Luo looked at Tang Bin, who was full of positivity, with a speechless expression. He really couldn't understand why he was being assigned the job of a martial technique instructor after simply asking a question.

He protests silently.

“Don't worry, teach whatever you want. As your Uncle Bin, I can control all the training grounds in the Martial Hall.” Tang Bin thought that the boy must be feeling nervous. After all, it is a bit too sudden to become a Martial Technique Instructor at the age of thirteen. But that's okay, he still had his strong support.

Although Tang Luo was only thirteen years old, Tang Bin was very certain that he could handle this position.

Not only because he could learn any move at a glance, but more importantly, he had a strong control over spiritual energy.

You know, even if Tang Bin, at his peak strength in the Mortal Realm, controlled the output of spiritual energy of the “Wind Attack” palm, he could only achieve the level that Tang Luo showed before. And he had been practicing martial arts for thirty years, and all his martial skills were derived from the Tongtian Domination Scroll.

And it hasn't been long for Tang Luo. It can be seen that if he studies martial arts, his future achievements in martial arts will be immeasurable.

His arm is really not as sturdy as his thigh, Tang Luo stared at Tang Bin who was talking to himself, feeling a bit helpless.

“Being an instructor means no need to practice martial techniques, right?” Tang Luo didn't trust these seemingly honest big guys anymore. It was better to ask clearly.

“Yes, and there are many benefits to becoming an instructor.” Seeing Tang Luo loosen up, Tang Bin was overjoyed, preparing to give him some special advantages. After all, he was his nephew, so he couldn't be let down.

“Most of the kids in Cultivation Ground No.7 are orphans adopted by the Martial Hall. They are good kids who have completed their martial foundation building. If you find any good talents among them, I, your Uncle Bin, will let you take them as your retainers.” Tang Bin thought that no one in the Tang Clan could resist such a temptation.

You should know that every year the best graduating students from the training grounds are fought over by the main branches of the Tang Family. Each child raised by the Tang Clan is not only loyal but also has a remarkable fighting power.

Such talents, if taken, are a total gain. Tang Bin thought that once this final move was made, Tang Luo would surely burst into tears of gratitude right away.

Seeing Tang Luo stunned by such good news, Tang Bin smiled confidently.

After a moment of stupefaction, Tang Luo regained his senses and asked in confusion, “What are retainers?”

!!!!!! Who is this inexperienced child? Tang Bin was almost blown away by anger. How could a direct descendant of the Tang Clan be so ignorant? What had Tang Sen been teaching his son?

Tang Bin took a deep breath, constantly reminding himself not to get angry, not to argue with a child.

He let out a sigh. It was necessary to let Tang Luo know how generous his promise was: “Chang Fu, he's the retainer your father chose back in the day. These years, if it weren't for him managing everything for your family, how could your father have been able to focus on martial arts and break through the Fierce Realm at only 35 years old?”

Tang Luo was surprised. So Uncle Fu was a clan warrior trained by the family. That explained a lot.

“So kid, now you know how important it is to choose a good retainer, right?” Tang Bin hummed, what an inexperienced little boy.

“Oh~ I see.” Tang Luo looked like he had a sudden realization. Was that all?

That's it?!

It's really annoying, Tang Bin looked at Tang Luo, who didn't care at all, with veins popping on his forehead. He was afraid that if he stayed with this boy any longer he might explode from frustration: “I'll take you to know the people at Cultivation Ground No.7 tomorrow, go do what you have to do now. Scram.”

Although he was telling Tang Luo to scram, Tang Bin himself turned around and walked away.

“Um, goodbye, Uncle Bin.” Tang Luo was scolded for no reason, but still decided to be polite. After all, he had received good education for many years.

Pat pat pat pat, a figure jogged and made its way to Tang Luo's side.

“Bro, you're truly amazing! What did the instructor want with you?” Tang Xing, who always paid close attention to Tang Luo, promptly approached his brother for some sweet talk and gossip as soon as Tang Bin moved away.

“You're so young, and yet your curiosity is weighty.” Tang Luo pushed away his little brother's face, which was almost near his chin. If this kid had a tail, he would probably be as enthusiastic as a puppy.

But this time, he actually had something really important to tell this little fellow.

“As of tomorrow, I won't be coming to the First Cultivation Ground anymore.” Letting out a sigh, Tang Luo's mood seemed a bit dreary, and he patted Tang Xing on the head.

The little boy, who was initially extremely excited, was stunned by his brother's revelation. Instantly his eyes were filled with tears and he grabbed hold of his brother's sleeve.

“Brother, did the instructor kick you out?. Then I'll also leave, and we'll have dad come and teach him a lesson! Slurp.”

The little boy, with a face full of tears, tilted his head upwards, vowing to stick with his brother, ready to call their dad to seek justice.

Didn't see that coming, his imagination was far beyond comprehension, such a drama king.

Tang Luo was left with a confused face, staring at the little boy full of tears who managed to suck up his runny nose, speechless.

Pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket, he handed it to the little boy, explaining with a disgusted face: “Starting tomorrow, I will be the Martial Technique Instructor at Training Ground 7, and won't be able to train with you anymore. Quick, wipe your nose. Hey! Your snot is about to drip into your mouth”

The little boy, who was initially planning to complain, had his mouth agape while listening to Tang Luo's explanation. His facial muscles suddenly lost control, and his look of sorrow turned into bewilderment. The snot that he had managed to suck back seeped out, flowing directly into his mouth.

……..

The Next Day

At Cultivation Ground No.7, dozens of children of varying sizes stood in uneven lines, their curious eyes were fixed on Tang Luo who was standing on a rock.

“Starting today, Instructor Tang here will be your Martial Technique Instructor.” The instructor of Training Ground 7 was Bo Shan, a stern and serious-looking man with a square face. He was once a warrior of the Battle Hall of the Tang Family, but after having his left arm cut off in a battle, he was assigned to supervise the cultivation ground.

This morning, Tang Bin introduced Tang Luo to this instructor. Initially, Bo Shan was not interested in him, thinking that it was just another young noble who was sent down to gain experience. Therefore, Bo Shan was unsatisfied, and even confronted Tang Bin. However, after Tang Luo learned his trademark skill, the Air Sword Finger, just by hearing the description, Bo Shan was wholeheartedly convinced.

After all, Bo Shan was missing a left arm and couldn't demonstrate many martial techniques, let alone impart them. Tang Bin assigning Tang Luo to Cultivation Ground No.7 was a well-thought-out decision. However, Bo Shan, being so disrespectful towards him put Tang Bin on the spot. After leaving Tang Luo with Bo Shan, he left in a huff.

As a result, this meeting was hosted by Bo Shan, and looking at the eyes of the children below, many of them seemed dissatisfied. Who knew what tricks they were up to.

Bo Shan, having been the instructor at Cultivation Ground No.7 for a long time, understood just well what these kids were thinking. Therefore, he warned them, “If any of you dare show Tang Luo any disrespect, the detention room is very free at the moment and can easily accommodate all of you. Did you all get that?”

The students, who were planning to undermine Tang Luo, were taken aback. Hurriedly nodding, they answered in a scattered “understood”.

Such a degree of acknowledgment was not enough to satisfy Bo Shan. He immediately frowned, raised his voice, and asked again, “Did you all understand?”

“Understood!” Because of Bo Shan's oppression, dozens of children regardless of their size, replied in unison.

Tang Luo watched this in amazement. It looked like this Bo Shan had a military bearing. At least, these half-grown children really respected this one-armed instructor from the bottom of their hearts.

“Now, let's welcome Instructor Tang to say a few words.” Bo Shan looked at the children's unified response, nodding in satisfaction, and gestured to Tang Luo.

Tang Luo had already anticipated such a scene, so he purposely stood on a rock over half a meter high. This way was for the benefit of the short children in the back row to see him clearly.

Once again the students' eyes were focused on Tang Luo, but this time, their looks had changed. If their earlier looks were filled with respect for Bo Shan, then now, those were mostly curiosity and disbelief. Nobody dared to provoke him, mainly because Bo Shan was still next to them.

This situation was even worse than their initial neutral curiosity. It seemed that Instructor Bo Shan's warning didn't help him at all.

Well, anyway, he was here to teach martial techniques, not to gain followers. Whether they respected him or not, it didn't matter.

Tang Luo put his mind at ease and smiled as he began to speak, his thirteen-year-old voice was a bit deep because of the voice change: “Hello everyone, I'm your Martial techique Instructor, Tang Luo. You can approach me with any questions you may have regarding martial techniques.”

That should be enough, right? Tang Luo exchanged looks with Bo Shan. He wasn't cut out for public speeches.

Just from the expression on the children's faces after he finished his speech, he knew they were scornful. It was really a failed self-introduction. Tang Luo reflected on himself.

Bo Shan didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. Having witnessed Tang Luo's capabilities, he felt that Tang Luo serving as the instructor for these little devils was perfect. Tang Luo was born for martial techniques.

Bo Shan couldn't wait to see the children make progress under him. He immediately announced: “Those who have questions about techniques can come to me. Those who have questions about martial techniques can go to Instructor Tang. Now, disperse and start cultivating.”

As soon as his words fell, the youngest dozen children ran past the square formation and gathered around Tang Luo. It was a chaotic scene.

Chapter end