As a Teacher, Isn't It Only Natural to Know Some Parlor Tricks?

“Do you know who in this world today can be called a hero?”

“Um... Master Ma, representative of the Superpower Association? He can summon nine layers of tribulation lightning with a wave of his hand, reducing everything within ten thousand li to ashes. Could he be called a hero?”

“In character, he rests on his laurels and refuses to make way for newcomers. He has lost the spirit of a hero. In strength, his lightning magic can even strike himself. He is no hero.”

“Then what about a member of the Carefree Ye clan, who can stand alone against the world, look down upon all under heaven, and stride across the sky?”

“In character, he sees all living beings as ants. He has no heroic spirit. In strength, he was defeated by Carefree Ze. He is no hero.”

“If so, then... Oh! Teacher, I understand. The only heroes in the world are you and me! When you first entered the world, you defeated a newly emerged S-rank powerhouse with one strike. Then you wiped out the extraterrestrial fiends with a snap of your fingers, and with a wave of your hand subdued the world's greatest talents. You must be a hero, and I, your foremost disciple, will inherit your heroic qualities!”

“No. I mean there are no heroes in this world. Everyone has their strengths and faults, so how can anyone be called a hero? We should strive to improve ourselves and never lose sight of who we are.”

“I see. Thank you for teaching me, Teacher.”

“Good. You are quick to learn. All right, the sky looks ominous, as if something big is about to happen. That's enough for today.”

“Okay... Wait! Teacher, I can't fly!”

“I didn't ask you to follow me. There are stairs over there. Hurry up, it's going to rain!”