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When an entire classroom filled with Sixteens looked at him with bright smiles, Song Shuhang felt as if the sunlight shining upon him was getting brighter and brighter.

As a result, his body temperature rose slightly.

“Shuhang,” the Sixteen that was sitting at the table right next to him smiled and said, “to which Sixteen do you want to convey your love?”

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Song Shuhang looked at the Sixteens in the room, speechless.

Does this mean that I can only choose one Sixteen from this classroom full of Sixteens?

I’ve fallen into a trap!

Sure enough, conveying love is not as easy a task as I thought. If you want to successfully condense a Nascent Soul Fetus, it is impossible to do so by relying on your words alone.

And I’ll have to face a similar test six more times!

If I don’t come up with something, I might fail the next six tests.

I’ve gone through so much trouble to get here… Am I really going to fall short during the final stretch?

Is this to force me to use my trump card?

Speaking of trump cards…

He came up with a bold idea.

The six upcoming tests were no joke, and if he used such a primitive method to convey his love, he might end up failing.

Thus, he had to change his plans.

Shuhang suddenly thought of infusing his love into the ?Saber-Nurturing Technique? and conveying it that way.

This was like cutting the Gordian knot, and since the ?Saber-Nurturing Technique? was ultimately a saber technique, it should be enough to do the job.

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“Have you made your decision, Shuhang?” The Sixteen from before continued to put pressure on him.

The Sixteen sitting in the front row turned around. She propped up her chin with both of her hands and looked at Song Shuhang without blinking. “Which Sixteen are you going to choose?”

This Sixteen is so cute.

Song Shuhang felt someone poking him in the back.

When he turned his head, he saw another Sixteen who was poking him with her fingers. When she saw him turn his head, this Sixteen hurriedly looked the other way, quietly sneaking glances at him from the corner of her eye.

This one is also very cute.

“Every one of us is the real Sixteen.” Even on the podium was a Sixteen, this one wearing glasses. Sixteen briefly worked as an art teacher at Jiangnan University, and this Sixteen was dressed exactly the same as her back then.

This one’s very good as well.

“Actually, this isn’t that bad,” Song Shuhang replied in a mysterious manner. In fact, he did not really know what he meant by what he said, but this kind of vague answer was in line with his current mood.

“Huh?” The Sixteen that was putting pressure on him narrowed her eyes.

Song Shuhang replied, “A classroom full of Sixteens is pretty good.”

Since all of them were Sixteen, it meant that he did not really have to choose.

“I thought that you would be frightened,” she replied.

“It looks like you’re ready,” Teacher Sixteen looked at Song Shuhang and said. “Then, do you have the ability to convey your love to all of us?”

Teacher Sixteen emphasized the word “all”.

Song Shuhang was slightly taken aback. “Are you saying that there are more Sixteens than the ones in this classroom?”

The Sixteen that was putting pressure on him said, “How about you take a guess?”

It can’t be that the entire school is filled with Sixteens, right?

Is the difficulty of my task going to rise even further?

The Sixteen in the front row leaned toward him and said, “Since you’ve already made your decision, shall we head to the next part? After all, love can’t be conveyed by words alone.”

After saying that, she held her cheeks with both hands and raised her head slightly. She then closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly because of her bashfulness.

“Love requires action,” the Sixteen that was putting pressure on him said with a half smile.

Song Shuhang looked at the Sixteen in the front row, gazing at her long eyelashes, nose, and slightly upturned lips.

She was asking for a kiss, something they had yet to do in the real world.

“You can practice in this illusory world first,” said the Sixteen that was putting pressure on him.

“Moreover, there are so many Sixteens here for you to practice with.”

“There are even more Sixteens outside if you feel that the ones here aren’t enough.”

“Have you decided yet?”

The Sixteen in the front row blushed slightly, but she continued to keep her eyes closed and did not move away.

Song Shuhang leaned forward slightly, stretching out his hand and gently cupping her cheek.

Her skin felt so delicate that he was afraid to hurt her. As he brought his hand to her face, he could feel the warmth of her breath spewing onto his wrist.

When he was holding her face, he could sense her nervousness.

Everything was so real that he began doubting whether this was really an illusory spiritual world.

“I choose to cut the Gordian knot with a slash of the saber.” Song Shuhang’s face showed the bright smile of a single man.

His left and right hands lightly stroked the face of the cute Sixteen in the front seat.

The ?Saber-Nurturing Technique? x2, which was filled with all the love in his heart, fell on this nervous-looking Sixteen.

From the looks of it, love could maximize the effect of the ?Saber-Nurturing Technique?.

“Ehhhh?!” The nervous-looking Sixteen opened her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling.

And then, she lay weakly on Song Shuhang’s table, burying her face in her arms and letting out a soft whimper.

“Sometimes, the first time is especially important.” Song Shuhang retracted his palms, satisfied. “Therefore, I want to experience my first time in the real world.”

“You are really biased. The Sixteen in the real world is too shy. She can’t compare to us.” The Sixteen putting pressure on him buried half of her face back in her arms and only revealed her eyes, which held a hint of dissatisfaction.

“I’m not being biased.” Song Shuhang used the hair-growing technique together with Cheng Lin’s Self-Healing Technique to grow his hair to a length of five meters, which was then divided into 20 small hands.

Every small hand shone with the brilliance of the ?Saber-Nurturing Technique?.

“Biased,” said again Sixteen.

The ?Saber-Nurturing Technique? fell on all the Sixteens in the classroom.

Every instance of the technique contained Song Shuhang’s love.

When he stopped to think about it, Shuhang realized that the ?Saber-Nurturing Technique? was tailor-made for the last portion of the ?Ape Dragon Miraculous Nascent Technique?.

One helped to convey one’s love, and the other was in need of love.

It was simply a match made in heaven.

In the blink of an eye, all the Sixteens in the classroom, except the Sixteen putting pressure on him, were affected by Song Shuhang.

The Sixteen putting pressure on him stared at him with her eyes wide open. “You’re still saying that you aren’t biased?”

“Yep, of course I’m not biased,” Song Shuhang said cheerfully. “You’re all Sixteen, so there is no difference. No matter who I am biased towards, I am biased toward Su Clan’s Sixteen. There is nothing wrong with this logic.”

“Shuhang, you really have thick skin.” The Sixteen putting pressure on him burst out laughing.

“That’s a given. The ?Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique?, ?Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha?, and ?Variant Steel Hands Technique? have thickened my skin quite a bit.” Song Shuhang reached out and stroked the head of the pouty Sixteen.

The light of the ?Saber-Nurturing Technique? shone again.