After figuring this out, Matthew Reed didn’t hesitate much. He took the spear off his back and screwed it together section by section.

　　Buzz!

　　With the spear in hand, Matthew Reed's demeanor changed instantly, like a sword drawn from its sheath, radiating a sharp and intimidating aura.

　　Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

　　The spear thrust forward, causing sonic booms in the air. The entire room seemed to be torn apart, with violent gusts swirling all around.

　　When an expert makes a move, it’s obvious. Although Matthew Reed wasn’t considered particularly strong, his spear technique was indeed impressive.

　　Whoosh!

　　The spear tip trembled and struck a stone pillar not far away with a crisp sound, displaying a row of numbers.

　　“110!”

　 It was actually over a hundred kilograms!

　 In terms of sheer destructive power, even a peak first-level martial artist in the Gathering Breath realm probably couldn’t withstand it!

　　“Teacher, please give me your guidance!”

　　Retracting his spear and standing upright, Matthew Reed wasn’t out of breath or flustered. He looked over calmly.

　 To be honest, seeing the size of this classroom, he didn’t have high hopes for the teacher in front of him, thinking the level must be average.

　 Sure enough, the teacher’s eyes were half-closed, lost in thought. Only after hearing the question did he open his eyes, slowly looking over with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

　 “Have you been hurt emotionally? In other words... have you been dumped?”

Chapter 8: I Am That Useless Person

　 “Huh?”

　 Matthew Reed was stunned, his face instantly turning red with embarrassment.

　 “I had a crush on a girl, and then... I was humiliated by her in person. But this has nothing to do with you, teacher!”

　 He once had a crush on a girl and, excitedly, went to confess, only to be ruthlessly mocked and rejected, suffering great humiliation. This was a secret to him—even Ethan Grant didn’t know. How did this teacher find out?

　 “Seriously? Matthew Reed, why didn’t you tell me you were humiliated? Who was it?” Ethan Grant was shocked by his admission and hurriedly asked.

　 “We’ll talk about this later!” Matthew Reed shook his head, clearly not wanting to say more here. He looked up at the teacher in front of him: “Teacher, this is my personal matter. I don’t know how you found out, but it has nothing to do with your guidance on my spear technique!”

　 “It’s not related?” Michael Bolton shook his head. “It’s very much related!”

　 “It is?” Matthew Reed was full of confusion.

　 He just had a breakup—what does that have to do with getting guidance?

　 “Your spear technique is fierce and decisive, which reflects your personality. You charge forward in everything you do, never thinking about retreat! Normally, this is a good thing. Martial artists should be like this, not worrying about every step!” Michael Bolton said calmly. “However, unfortunately, after this emotional experience, you’ve become a bit fearful—afraid of rejection, afraid of failure, afraid of humiliation! Your spear technique now shows hesitation and doubt! Its power has been greatly reduced because of this!”

　 “You... you... you could see all that from my spear technique? You could tell I’ve been heartbroken? You could see my personality?”

　 Matthew Reed was shocked.

It wasn’t that the other person was wrong, but that he was too accurate—almost spot on.

He used to be brave and decisive, never afraid of anything. But ever since that emotional setback, he hesitated in everything he did.

Just by watching his spear technique, the teacher could see all this—even his heartbreak. What kind of insight was this?

How could the academy have such an amazing teacher?

He felt like he was about to go crazy.

Previously, when he sought out Daniel Miller, who was known as the number one spear technique professor, and demonstrated his best move, Daniel Miller only said his technique lacked the essentials, but couldn’t say why. Yet this person, with just one glance, said he’d been heartbroken, and that his emotional setback was the reason his spear technique was stuck. Could this teacher’s insight... be even stronger than Daniel Miller’s?

“That’s nothing strange!” Michael Bolton waved his hand, looking every bit the master. “Spear technique reflects your state of mind. If your mind is unclear, the martial skills you perform will naturally be clouded! Your spear technique is smooth, but it’s as if something is entangling it—uncuttable, unresolvable. With just one look, I knew it was emotional turmoil!”

“This...”

This time, not only was Matthew Reed stunned, but even Ethan Grant on the side had his mouth wide open, almost enough to fit an egg.

Damn, is this for real?

Just by watching spear technique, you can see emotional entanglement, uncuttable, unresolvable... Are these really human eyes?

Ethan Grant and Matthew Reed exchanged glances, both seeing disbelief in each other’s eyes.

“Teacher, can you take a look at me too?”

After the shock, Ethan Grant suddenly stepped forward, full of eagerness. Without waiting for Michael Bolton’s permission, he gripped his spear and performed his moves.

Also using the spear, his technique was clearly smoother and more powerful than Matthew Reed’s.

Just from the technique, he was indeed superior—no wonder Teacher Daniel Miller chose him and not Matthew Reed.

Whoosh!

With a gust of wind, Ethan Grant retracted his spear and stood upright.

When the spear moved, he was like a peerless demon, his power radiating, keeping even spirits and gods at bay. When the spear was withdrawn, he was as quiet as a maiden, as still as a statue.

Every move, every step, exuded its own style.

Although his strength wasn’t particularly high—still just a first-level martial artist—his spear technique was already quite formidable.

“You have stomach problems. If I’m not mistaken, you even had diarrhea today!”

Michael Bolton looked over calmly.