CHAPTER 118: CHAPTER 0118: XIAO BIN, PUNISH ME HARD_1

As soon as Zhang Bin left, the students and coaches of the Longyin Martial Arts Hall surrounded Tian Bingbing, shouting and cheering excitedly.

"Bingbing, it turns out you’re a master swordswoman, way more powerful than the Hall Master!"

"General Manager, you’ve been hiding your skills! Piercing Yagyu Ichiken’s throat with one strike was so badass!"

"General Manager, please teach us your swordsmanship!"

Even Tian Guangjin couldn’t help but praise her. "Bingbing, the speed of your sword just now was unbelievable, as fast as lightning. The mysteries of the human body are truly infinite..."

His underlying meaning was that Tian Bingbing had unleashed terrifying potential in the face of grave danger. After all, he knew just how poor her swordsmanship was; there was no way she could have been a match for Yagyu Ichiken.

Was it because I unleashed my potential and improved my sword speed?

Full of doubt, Tian Bingbing casually thrust her sword.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

A piercing sound rang out. In a single instant, she had thrust her sword six times.

"Such incredible sword speed! General Manager, you’re amazing!" the students and coaches all shouted in excited admiration.

"How is that possible?" Tian Guangjin’s face was full of disbelief, his mind filled with confusion.

Tian Bingbing herself was extremely puzzled. This is nuts!

The two of them immediately went to the room for testing sword speed, where Tian Bingbing eagerly began her test. The result came out quickly, reaching a terrifying six swords per second! This was basically on par with Turen Xiong of the Iron Sword Sect.

"Impossible. A month ago, I tested it multiple times and it was only two swords per second." Tian Bingbing was so shocked she nearly bit her tongue. Could I have retained the potential I just tapped into?

"Test the sword speed of your left hand," Tian Guangjin suggested, surprised and delighted.

When he had taught Tian Bingbing swordsmanship, he had made her train with both hands, so her skill with her left hand was no different from her right.

Following his advice, Tian Bingbing tested it again. This time, there was no miracle; it was still around two swords per second.

"This defies science! It makes no sense!" Tian Guangjin was utterly astonished, his face a mask of confusion. "How could your right hand’s sword speed suddenly increase several times over without any practice, while your left hand’s speed remained unchanged?"

Tian Bingbing’s face suddenly turned deathly pale. She felt unsteady on her feet as she murmured, "Could it be... could it be Zhang Bin?"

At that moment, she remembered the time after Zhang Bin had defeated Turen Xiong, when she had asked him to teach her swordsmanship. Zhang Bin had indeed taught her a move—Sword Release Enemy Cripple. Then he had her test her sword speed. It was only two swords per second, which left her quite disheartened.

"Don’t be discouraged. With Big Brother here, your speed will increase very soon. Hehehe..."

Zhang Bin had laughed mischievously at the time, grabbing her right hand and delicately caressing it for over ten minutes.

Could it be that he wasn’t harassing me, but was using a special Secret Technique to increase my sword speed? Otherwise, how could my speed possibly have reached six swords per second? And this time, could it be that he refused to help because he knew my swordsmanship had improved and my thrusts were very fast? So he provoked me, ridiculed me, and urged me to face Yagyu Ichiken? But... but how did I treat him? I slapped him hard across the face and then fired him.

This time, he even saved Yagyu Ichiken, solving a huge problem for the Longyin Martial Arts Hall. He also healed Coach Wang and my father. Yet, my father and I treated him with cold disdain, and he was misunderstood and driven away by the hall’s students.

"Zhang Bin, I’m so sorry. I’m not a good person, I’m an ungrateful wretch..."

Tian Bingbing painfully slapped herself, her face turning red. She was about to do it again when Tian Guangjin grabbed her wrist, asking anxiously, "Bingbing, what on earth happened between you and Zhang Bin?"

"*Sob*... Dad, I’m horrible, I’m really a horrible person..." Tian Bingbing choked back sobs as she recounted everything that had happened and explained her suspicions.

Tian Guangjin was stunned, standing there like a fool. A long time passed before he came to his senses, saying furiously, "Are you brainless? If he wanted to harass you, would he only touch your arm for over ten minutes and do nothing else?"

"How was I supposed to know he could use a method like that to increase my sword speed? How could I not misunderstand?" Tian Bingbing said plaintively.

"Go and apologize to Xiao Bin right now, and bring him back here! If you can’t, don’t bother coming back!" Tian Guangjin ordered, his face livid with anger.

Filled with shame, Tian Bingbing drove as if she were flying to Sanchahe Village and parked her car in front of Zhang Bin’s house. She strode inside and barged directly into his room.

Zhang Bin was lying on his bed, looking at his phone and studying the extraterrestrial materials. Seeing Tian Bingbing walk in, he sat up in surprise.

"Xiao Bin, that day... you weren’t harassing me. You used a Secret Technique to modify my right hand and improve my sword speed. That’s why I was able to defeat Yagyu Ichiken today and save the martial arts hall. Right? But why didn’t you tell me the truth? Why did you let me misunderstand you for so long?" Tian Bingbing asked, her voice full of pain.

This foolish woman, she’s only figuring it out now? Zhang Bin thought, a bit exasperated. He got out of bed and said irritably, "Didn’t I tell you that day? I said I could improve your sword speed. You were the one who misunderstood me, didn’t trust me, and slapped me. There was nothing I could do."

With a thud, Tian Bingbing knelt directly in front of Zhang Bin. "Xiao Bin, I’m sorry. I’m apologizing to you. Please, punish me."

"Bingbing, don’t be like this. It was partly my fault, too. I didn’t try hard enough to explain," Zhang Bin said, shocked. He tried to help her up, but she refused to rise.

So, Zhang Bin had no choice but to lift her into his arms.

Tian Bingbing was wearing a snow-white T-shirt today. Her daily martial arts training had given her a well-developed figure, particularly her large bust. Now, two soft mountains were pressing against Zhang Bin’s chest, making him flustered. He had a weakness for women with large busts.

This is torture.

What was more embarrassing was that he immediately had a physical reaction. He arched his back slightly and said, his breath coming in ragged bursts, "Bingbing, if you don’t get up, then I’ll have to kneel down too. And that’s basically our wedding ceremony, you know."

Tian Bingbing let out a snort of laughter at his words. She stopped struggling and allowed him to help her to her feet. At the same time, she asked in a voice softer than a mosquito’s buzz, "Xiao Bin, do you like me a lot?"

"No, no, not at all," Zhang Bin denied awkwardly. He didn’t dare joke with Tian Bingbing. The woman had a terrifying temper when provoked. He still felt a lingering fear from the slap she’d given him.

"If you don’t, then why have you been so good to me?" she asked, confused.

"When was I good to you?" Zhang Bin asked, stunned.

"You have such a high Cultivation Level, yet you agreed to be the chief instructor of Longyin Martial Arts Hall. You modified my arm and improved my sword techniques. Even when I misunderstood you, you still encouraged me to solve the hall’s crisis on my own. And you rushed over immediately to bring a man back from the dead and treat my dad and Coach Wang. If that’s not being good to me, then I don’t believe anyone else in the world could be so kind," Tian Bingbing said, choking up. "And I... I was so cruel and ungrateful. I’ve hurt you so deeply. Punish me. Punish me hard!"