Cannon Fodder Cultivation Guide

Chapter 99 - A Slap in the Face

The more Jia Fang thought about it, the more beautiful the thought became. However, he forgot to think about whether the other person would agree to be his disciple...

After a stick of incense, a new round of battle began again. This time, Jia Fang's consciousness was filled with the intention of observing his potential disciple, and the entire atmosphere changed.

The others naturally did not know the true thoughts of Jia Fang's consciousness and were puzzled as to why their break time hadn't been cut short again. They didn't even make any sarcastic comments to disturb the atmosphere.

However, their attention quickly shifted to Zhang Yiyi, who was already engaged in battle with the puppets, leaving no one with the time to contemplate the odd behavior of Jia Fang's consciousness.

Unfortunately, even after this round of half an hour, Zhang Yiyi still had not managed to take down the first and second puppets.

The hope that was dashed did not disappoint the group; rather, they breathed a sigh of relief because Zhang Yiyi had taken six fewer hits this time.

Progress meant they were getting closer to success. They truly could not understand this girl, who only had foundational cultivation, with ordinary logic.

In the third round, Zhang Yiyi's disadvantage shrank even further. This time, she took fewer than twenty hits and, during one of her sudden attempts, managed to make the first puppet stagger.

By the end of the fourth round, Zhang Yiyi had only taken ten hits and had successfully hit the first puppet three times, nearly knocking it down.

In the fifth round, her improvement became even more evident; she had completely mastered the rhythm of the battle, dodging effective attacks from both puppets without getting hit at all.

As the rounds continued, with each passing sixth, seventh, and eighth round, Zhang Yiyi's performance became increasingly impressive. Her mental resilience, strong abilities, rapid progress, and the way she continuously refreshed everyone's perception of her amazed all.

Even Jia Fang's consciousness was so excited it was beyond description. Especially when he witnessed his prospective disciple knock down the first puppet at the last moment during the tenth round, a wave of pride and joy surged in his heart.

Such a disciple was truly tailor-made for him! Jia Fang deserved to have a disciple that exceeded everyone's imagination and was incredibly formidable!

Yet Zhang Yiyi did not even keep track of how many rounds she had fought. In her eyes, this was no longer a simple escape battle; the two puppets had instead become her best sparring partners.

Time and again, she identified her problems during combat, corrected them, and found ways to exploit the weaknesses of her opponents.

Each battle yielded immense rewards for her. In the pursuit of self-preservation, counterattacking, and seeking that moment of opportunity, she strategized countless different approaches in her mind, aware that even the slightest difference could lead to entirely different outcomes.

Zhang Yiyi rolled and tumbled through trial and error, learning from her repeated failures, quickly deducing possibilities in her mind and transforming them into reality, the speed of which was almost indescribable.

Once this powerful deductive ability became instinctive, it became even more astonishing, often yielding unimaginable benefits in the heat of battle, where life and death were at stake.

Ultimately, during the fifteenth round, Zhang Yiyi finally accumulated enough momentum to explode, seizing the perfect opportunity to suddenly strike and directly knock down both the first and second puppets!

The battle ended!

After a brief silence, an explosive cheer erupted, mixed with Zhu Qing's emotional cries, as he burst into tears in sheer joy.

The elation came so unexpectedly yet felt so deserved; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to justify Zhang Yiyi's unwavering persistence through all fifteen rounds of solo combat.

Even Jia Fang's consciousness laughed, feeling satisfied, proud, and thrilled. He truly had begun to feel as if he were Zhang Yiyi's master, basking in the joy his future disciple brought him.

"Well done! You did something that others could not even dream of. I truly did not misjudge you; you are indeed a rare talent!"

After a moment, not willing to be overlooked by others, especially by his future disciple, Jia Fang's consciousness took the initiative to praise her.

His tone seemed to indicate that everything prior had merely been a deliberate test, specifically for observing Zhang Yiyi, rather than any real hardship.

These words finally helped Zheng He and the others calm down from their overwhelming joy and excitement.

They instinctively looked toward Jia Fang's consciousness, unsure why he was so magnanimous in praising Zhang Yiyi without any anger.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior. Since I have achieved this, shouldn't you also fulfill your promise and let us leave safely?" Zhang Yiyi also found Jia Fang's consciousness's sudden change of heart puzzling.

However, although his reaction was different from what she had imagined, the important thing was that they could leave now.

"Of course! I always keep my word. Since you have succeeded, you and your companions can leave at any time."

Jia Fang's consciousness kindly affirmed, then shifted the conversation, "I find you quite remarkable. Although I have ascended to the upper realm, I still feel a sense of appreciation for talent and intend to make an exception to take you as my disciple. In the future, when you..."

"Wait, wait, wait! Senior, please hold on!"

Zhang Yiyi nearly choked on Jia Fang's consciousness's words. Not waiting for him to finish, she directly interrupted, "Thank you for thinking so highly of me, but I already have a master, so I must decline your kind offer."

"What? You have a master already?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Fang's consciousness immediately became displeased, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

But then he reconsidered and thought it was indeed quite normal. After all, someone as exceptional as Zhang Yiyi would surely attract attention.

Moreover, there was no rule in the cultivation world that one could only have one master in a lifetime, especially in different realms and places; taking on a new master was quite common and wouldn't affect anything.

"Forget it; if you have a master, then so be it. I am not unreasonable and do not require you to sever ties with your original master. After all, he and I are not in the same realm. But once you become my disciple, you must prioritize my teachings. This is for your own good, as your current master is surely not as good as me. Following my guidance will never be a mistake!"

Jia Fang was exceedingly self-satisfied and always felt he had the right to be.

He had already ascended to become an immortal, and Zhang Yiyi's former master, even if they were decent, might not have the hope of ascension. Once he trained her well and guided her to ascend to the upper realm, she would only have him as her master in the end!

So, he saw no reason to be unhappy. After all, the world did not operate on who arrived first having the final say.