Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System

Chapter 266: A Teacher’s Dignity

A Teacher’s Dignity

Julian D’Aurelius, who was being cursed in Steffan’s heart, was busy instructing Yana Tyson in martial arts.

The training courtyard of the Tyson Family was unusually quiet.

The afternoon sun filtered through swaying tree branches, scattering patches of golden light across the stone ground.

A gentle breeze stirred the leaves overhead.

Several shattered training dummies lay nearby, evidence of Yana’s recent practice.

Not long ago, she had witnessed Julian force the mighty Martial Art King into retreat.

Even now, recalling that scene made her heart tremble slightly.

Of course...

The moment she remembered Julian’s inner thoughts, that admiration immediately became complicated.

This man was impossible to understand.

One moment he appeared like a peerless grandmaster.

The next moment his thoughts were so shameless she wanted to kick him.

In terms of strength, the two were about equal now, and Julian was aware of it.

But he had managed to master four Old Martial Arts techniques to perfection!

This kind of cheat-level proficiency would seem monstrous to outsiders!

And right now, he was enjoying acting like a senior expert.

"The essence of the ’Mountain Flip Hand Strike’ lies in using joint power."

Julian stood casually beside her, hands behind his back.

His black hair moved gently in the wind while his golden eyes remained focused.

"Look, when we punch, we rely on the strength from the back to the arm."

"There are six joints along this path that can exert force. Just relying on these six joints isn’t enough."

"We need to control every bone, turning them into multiple joints to exert force..."

As he spoke, he demonstrated several movements.

Each motion appeared simple.

Yet every movement carried astonishing precision.

Yana watched carefully.

At first she only listened with half attention.

Then gradually, she found herself becoming immersed.

Every explanation struck directly at the core of the technique.

Many problems in cultivation that had troubled her for years suddenly became clear.

The future successor of Tyson Family was naturally no fool.

The more she listened, the more shocked she became.

This bastard really understood the technique.

After talking for a long time, Julian felt a bit parched.

He suddenly stopped and said, "Go, get me a cup of tea."

[This silly girl has no sense.]

[I’ve been talking to you for so long, and you don’t even know to get me a cup of tea.]

Yana’s eyelid twitched.

She nearly bit her teeth.

Again.

This guy was acting like an expert while secretly complaining about her in his head.

"Finish what you’re saying first."

Yana frowned. She was at a crucial point in listening.

The explanation had just reached the most important section.

This guy suddenly stopped, and he even cursed her in his heart for not being perceptive.

This behavior was like flirting and then suddenly saying, "Wait, honey, let me play a round of cards."

The comparison made her even more annoyed.

"Don’t you know how to respect your teacher?"

Seeing this woman dare to order him around, Julian flicked her forehead.

"Ow!"

Yana covered her forehead.

Her beautiful orange eyes widened.

"You actually hit me?"

Julian shrugged.

"Disciples who interrupt their teacher deserve punishment."

"Who is your disciple?"

"Whoever is standing in front of me."

"You shameless bastard."

"You should be grateful. Usually my lessons are expensive."

The two stared at each other.

For a moment, neither backed down.

Finally Yana huffed and turned around.

Yana angrily ran to pour a cup of tea, placed it in front of Julian, and urged him.

"Hurry up and drink it, then continue."

Julian looked at the tea.

Then looked at her.

Then looked at the tea again.

His expression suddenly became dissatisfied.

"Is it so hard to say ’Master, please have some tea’?" Julian complained.

Yana clenched her fists tightly.

The wooden table cracked slightly beneath her grip.

She really wanted to punch this bastard.

She glared at Julian and said, "Why should I call you Master?"

"Aren’t you learning martial arts from me? What’s wrong with calling me Master? Besides, I’m a mid-Gold Realm expert, you wouldn’t be losing out by having me as your Master."

Julian chuckled.

The smile on his face looked infuriatingly smug.

[Once a teacher, always a superior.]

Yana’s face darkened.

Then the familiar voice sounded inside her mind again.

[If you call me Master, would you still dare to give me attitude in the future?]

[Yes, in the future I’ll make you softer when you become my woman, but security is best.]

[You can give attitude to your man, but not your teacher.]

The moment those thoughts reached her ears...

Yana froze.

Then her entire face turned red.

"What?!"

The words almost escaped her mouth.

Become his woman?

This bastard was already planning that far ahead?

The worst part was that he looked completely innocent on the outside.

Julian casually sipped his tea.

Meanwhile his thoughts were enough to make someone die from embarrassment.

Yana wanted nothing more than to grab the teacup and smash it on his head.

"You seem angry."

Julian blinked.

"I’m not angry."

"Your face is red."

"It’s hot."

"The weather is nice today."

"It’s very hot!"

Julian nodded seriously.

"I understand."

His expression clearly showed he didn’t believe her.

Yana nearly exploded.

"I won’t call you that. If you don’t teach me, I’ll learn by myself!"

At that moment, Yana’s inner thoughts were a complete mess.

Master?

Impossible.

Not in this lifetime.

She would rather jump off a mountain.

Besides...

If she actually called him Master after hearing those thoughts...

Wouldn’t that make everything even stranger?

Ugh!

She flipped him off and walked a few steps away, trying to practice the "Mountain Flip Hand Strike" on her own.

Julian simply sat there drinking tea.

His expression remained calm.

Inside, however—

[This girl has quite a temper.]

[Pretty face, pretty eyes, good figure.]

[But that personality...]

[Still, it’s entertaining.]

Yana’s ears turned red again.

She almost stumbled.

This shameless man.

Could he stop thinking random things?

While Julian was teaching her, she focused more on listening to his inner thoughts than his words.

His thoughts were Julian’s true intentions.

This most direct form of communication was like Julian’s mind entering hers.

So learning became much more effective.

Many explanations that sounded vague became crystal clear once combined with his actual thoughts.

Without realizing it, she was learning far faster than normal.

Following Julian’s instructions, she tried to divide every bone from her back to her fingertips into hundreds of joints to exert force.

She closed her eyes.

Her breathing gradually slowed.

The surrounding sounds seemed to disappear.

Every muscle.

Every tendon.

Every bone.

Everything entered her awareness.

A strange feeling spread through her body.

It was as if countless hidden joints were awakening one after another.

Julian’s explanation echoed repeatedly inside her mind.

The force must not travel through only six points.

Break it down.

Refine it.

Multiply it.

Transform every bone into a source of power.

Yana’s eyes suddenly opened.

A bright light flashed across them.

Her feet sank down, and she used the unique True energy circulation method of the "Mountain Flip Hand Strike" to combine True energy with her own strength and punched out.

The movement appeared ordinary.

Yet the instant her fist moved—

Boom!

The air exploded.

A shockwave erupted forward.

The sandbag hanging before her twisted violently.

Then—

Bang!!!

After the punch, the sandbag hanging in front of her exploded on the spot.

Julian spat out all the tea in his mouth.