Chapter 70 Being a Dad as a Hobby

Over the past two days, Fantasi hadn't managed to stand steadily for even a minute and had already taken hundreds of tumbles. The key was that Ah Feng wouldn't let him use his soul force for defense, insisting that he needed a deep understanding and should feel the pain with his body. The hard ground had bruised him all over.

Fantasi couldn't help but feel frustrated,

"Ah Feng, look, I've been practicing for two days now, and there's no effect at all. Maybe I'm just not suited for this. And you're making me give up weapons right away—I'm really freaking out! Let me tell you, yesterday, Mentor Sha from the Martial Dao Courtyard said I'm better suited for using a saber, with powerful direct slashes. So, what about..."

Old Wang and Wu Di were dragging something as tall as a person on a cart, and upon hearing Fantasi's tone, Old Wang knew he still hadn't let go of his mental burden. No wonder he hadn't found any sense in it after two days.

"Ai Xi, you need to trust the captain, your brother. I'm someone who comes from the same village as Supreme Saint; how could I deceive you? You need to have faith in the captain!"

As Old Wang spoke, he tossed the cart directly to Wu Di. He hadn't been exerting himself anyway, just putting on a show. Of course, this was mainly to build Wu Di's strength. For these guys, he truly worried himself sick.

"Besides, not letting you use weapons has a deeper meaning!"

"What do you mean?"

"The Dark Grappling Technique is only one aspect. More importantly, I've been thinking about your future, Ai Xi Ba!"

"How so?"

"Ever since you gave Lei Lei those two H8s, your relationship must have stabilized. You might soon enter a passionate phase, always together, and dual cultivation is inevitable. Could you bear to swing a saber at Lei Lei? What if you hurt your sweetheart? But if you don't take it seriously, wouldn't you be wasting Rachel's training?"

"Using a weapon means separating happiness! But our Dark Grappling Technique is different; it emphasizes close combat without weapons. See, you can easily grab Rachel's arm and give her a loving shoulder throw. If you can't bear it, a 360-degree spiral double sit-down slam would work too." Wang Feng demonstrated as he spoke, "Without weapons, you free your hands, and you can even do a passionate lock."

Fantasi was stunned, his mind already picturing the scene.

"This lock technique is very particular. You need to press your body firmly against Lei Lei's back, wrap your legs tightly around her waist, press one hand on her shoulder, and the other through her armpit. This is called an over-the-shoulder lock. Finally, your fingers meet at the right spot and clasp together tightly, achieving a suffocating embrace of love."

Fantasi felt a heat rising within him, "Wouldn't this touch something inappropriate?"

The vivid image made Fantasi feel something flowing from his nose, and he quickly covered it with his hand—it was bright red.

"This is training, no gender difference. Besides, you'll be a couple eventually. You understand!" Old Wang patted Fantasi's shoulder meaningfully, "Think about it deeply!"

Fantasi was instantly lost in a trance, his face filled with a vibrant aura, but then he suddenly became dejected.

"Ah Feng, stop talking. Lei Lei hasn't been talking to me much these past few days..."

Wang Feng rolled his eyes. How many days had it been since he gave her the H8s? Wasn't the cooldown time for that girl's ultimate move a bit too short?

"Don't worry. When a woman says no, she often means yes. She's just being coy! So..."

"No, it's not that," Fantasi shook his head firmly, looking dejected. "Lei Lei is serious this time. I understand her. Last time, when Winnie beat up Black Rose, Lei Lei didn't help them because of me. Ah Feng, you don't understand. Lei Lei is the one suffering the most being caught between us! This... this... sigh!"

...

Was she not helping because of you? That green tea girl was clearly scared stiff by Winnie's bear.

Old Wang resisted the urge to hit this wise fool. As a father figure, he needed patience.

Old Wang couldn't continue, knowing it was futile to wake someone lost in their own world. He decided to cut to the chase: "So you need to work harder, don't fear falling or pain! It's because you're weak that she has to rely on Black Rose. Only when you become strong can you give Lei Lei a warm home! Ai Xi Ba, you need to pull yourself together!"

"So I've been thinking about your training. Given your slow learning pace, I've specially designed a Dark Grappling Technique training device for you! Wu Di!"

Wu Di hurriedly pushed the cart over.

Old Wang dramatically pulled off the cloth covering the cart.

"Look at this!"

Not just Fantasi, even Wu Di's eyes widened. They had been moving this thing all morning, heavy as hell, without knowing what it was.

Rustle...

The cloth was removed, revealing a large iron-clad bobblehead doll. Old Wang had it custom-made at a forge shop, wooden inside with an iron shell. It didn't cost much, and the owner was accommodating, padding the invoice a bit...

Of course, the important part was the training effect. The bobblehead's face and upper body were modeled after Rachel, resembling her about seventy to eighty percent, with exaggerated proportions.

The Rachel bobblehead struck Fantasi's innocent heart.

Seeing Ai Xi Ba's dumbfounded expression, Old Wang knew he had succeeded. Hand fetishists were everywhere.

"From now on, practice with it!" Old Wang wanted to pat 'Rachel's' face, but Fantasi grabbed his hand.

"Don't touch it randomly; it's mine!" Fantasi said earnestly, excited yet serious.

Wang Feng shrugged nonchalantly, "Good. Now you have no choice but to embrace it!"

"Embrace her?"

"Huh? This, this..." Fantasi was surprised, delighted, and a bit embarrassed. "It's broad daylight; it doesn't look good..."

"What are you thinking?" Old Wang smacked him on the head. "This is called the Unfallen Lei. Embrace it to learn balance! Either find a way to knock it down or learn to stay upright like it. Only a man who won't fall deserves to embrace Lei Lei!"

Training aside, the method itself was exciting. Fantasi's eyes sparkled, staring intently at the Unfallen Lei, filled with determination: "Don't worry, Ah Feng! I'll practice hugging it well!"

Old Wang nodded in satisfaction. Judging by his enthusiasm, he'd probably want to hug it while sleeping too. He believed in Fantasi's talent; he was a natural, just needing guidance.

Like ball players developing a feel for the ball, sleeping with a soccer ball was common.

As an outstanding Earthling raised under nine years of compulsory education, responsibility was paramount.

Instead of lecturing, he preferred practical experience.

If Fantasi truly hugged the bobblehead for months, Old Wang believed even a pig could learn true balance.

Being a father figure was just a hobby; he preferred working on teleportation arrays.

Unfortunately, Soraka hadn't delivered the dragon bone powder yet. According to their previous agreement, it was already a week late. Yesterday, when Old Wang went to check, he learned that maritime trade wasn't stable recently due to pirates. Essentially, they needed to wait a few more days.

Let me explain here: pirates are humans, and sea bandits are from the sea race.

Old Wang reviewed the sales contract they had signed at the time. Soraka hadn't included the delivery date in the contract—it was quite cunning of her to overlook such a minor detail. It's easy to be taken advantage of if you're not careful.

However, she was strictly following the contract, leaving Old Wang with no recourse. As the saying goes, "Learn from your mistakes." In the future, he would have to be even more vigilant when doing business with the sea race.

It seemed he wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, so Old Wang had to seriously reconsider Karida's instructions.

He could produce some rune work anytime, but getting it recognized and featured on the front page of Holy Sanctuary's newsletter would take time.

The one-month deadline seemed long, but estimating half a month for the recognition process, he needed to act quickly if he wanted to avoid giving Karida an opportunity to punish him.

Of course, any rune work should be done at the Rune Academy.

The classroom was quiet; Li Sitan hadn't arrived yet. The three of them were diligently drawing at their desks, reviewing the content Li Sitan had assigned yesterday.

Mo Tong was also drawing, furiously!

He had missed a great chance to get rid of Wang Feng last time. It would be much harder to provoke him into action now.

But that was fine. A true man should face difficulties head-on and defeat his opponent in their area of expertise!

Wasn't it just runes? There was no reason Wang Feng could do it while he couldn't, that lazy, stupid, and sneaky human!

"Junior Sister."

Mo Tong perked up his ears. What mischief did Wang Feng have in mind this time?

"Junior Sister, do you think I made a mistake here?" Old Wang pointed to the pattern he was engraving, looking puzzled.

Yin Fu turned around and examined it closely. It was 'Thor's Wings,' one of the five basic runes of the First Order, which could increase the user's movement speed by 1% to 3%.

It was a simple basic rune model, but anything crafted by Wang Feng always exuded incredible beauty, something Yin Fu admired. However, this one...

"Senior Brother, the angle seems off. This part isn't symmetrical and doesn't connect properly," Yin Fu said, instinctively reaching for a pen to correct it. But as she extended her hand, she realized something was amiss: "Wait, this is strange. If the angle really ruined the overall design, it shouldn't look this complete..."