Chapter 252: Steve
To be honest, Fang Mo wasn't very good at educating people.
After all, when he died, he was just a salaryman. At most, he played games and followed anime series; he had no experience of being a parent.
But even so.
Fang Mo knew that trying to reform Dio with love was useless.
To tell the truth, Fang Mo didn't know whether Dio was just arrogant and conceited, or purely evil. Anyway, Dio would never think he was wrong. He would always put all the blame on others.
He had no so-called morals. To do evil was for him like a conditioned reflex.
In fact, this has already been portrayed in the original work.
George Joestar treated Dio as his own, spoiling him greatly. If it were a normal person, they probably would have already started treating the other as family, right?
But then look at the good deeds Dio has done.
He actually secretly poisoned George Joestar, the old gentleman.
Of course, Dio's own father... that is, Dario Brando, was also poisoned and killed by him. Thinking about it this way, Dio really did treat George as his own father. He even used the same poison.
Jonathan has been speaking in Dio's favor since the beginning.
But far from being grateful, Dio only grew to hate him more and more.
In conclusion, Fang Mo felt that trying to reform Dio with love was useless. To deal with such a person, you have to make them know fear, because Dio was actually very afraid of death.
As long as Dio thought of doing something bad, he would immediately think of the terrible state of his own death.
Then no matter how evil he was, he would weigh his actions.
In any case, after being intimidated by Fang Mo, Dio actually became much more honest; after all, he was very guilty.
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Fang Mo did not continue to torment Dio but instead enthusiastically began to teach magic to the two of them.
"Come, take a look at this."
While speaking, Fang Mo took out two gems from his hand.
These were two pigeon-egg-sized gems, oval-shaped and looked very smooth and lustrous. Inside, there seemed to be a misty energy flowing, only one was orange-red, and the other was azure blue.
"Teacher, what is this?"
Jonathan curiously looked at the two gems: "They're so beautiful."
"Consider them a kind of magic tool," Fang Mo said while extending his palm to Jonathan: "Come on, pick one."
"I'll take this one!"
Jonathan didn't think twice before grabbing the orange gemstone.
"Then... I'll take this one."
Dio looked a bit nervous as he glanced at Fang Mo, then reached out and took the cyan gemstone.
"Is this how you choose?" Seeing this, Fang Mo also nodded, "Hmm, okay, then... Dio, you can go back first and come find me after it gets dark."
"Yes, teacher."
Dio was eager to get away from Fang Mo and quickly nodded before leaving: "Then, I will take my leave."
After Dio had left.
Fang Mo then gave instructions to Jonathan: "Come, sit cross-legged on the ground, spread your hands, and then hold the stone up to the sun."
"Oh."
Jonathan nodded and then immediately began to do as he was told.
He first sat down cross-legged on the ground, then placed his hands crossed on his legs, assuming a pose similar to meditation, with the stone right above his palms.
Because of dealing with Dio's little trouble earlier.
It was already around noon.
The midday sun shone directly on Jonathan's body, as well as on the stone. Suddenly, the gem trembled and a faint golden power began to flow out from it, gradually enveloping Jonathan's body.
It has to be said that Dio was indeed much smarter than Jonathan. He did not punch the stone but tried to feel the energy inside his body. By the time it was almost dawn, he could actually release a faint moonlight from his fingertips.
Of course, this was just a simple glow and had no attack power.
Even so, it proved that Dio's talent was indeed very excellent, at least much stronger than Jonathan in this respect.
After the day was completely bright, Dio also bid farewell to Fang Mo and went back for breakfast.
The two took turns practicing at Fang Mo's place for a few days, and then Fang Mo completely sent them away.
The method of practice had already been taught by himself; it was called meditation, but in plain terms, it was just about holding the gemstone to catch the light. Jonathan and Dio were still children and needed to learn other knowledge. There was no need to waste all their time at Fang Mo's place.
After all, Fang Mo was too lazy to watch over them every day.
Now that the two had left, Fang Mo could finally plant the Time Sword in the ground to affect the time flow of this area.
Fang Mo felt as if only a day had passed on this side.
But outside, a month had already gone by.
Fang Mo did a quick calculation and figured that he could stay for a few months at most. By then, Jonathan and Dio would be almost grown up, which was much better than always having to find excuses to go back for retreats.
However, just as Fang Mo was happily making these calculations.
Jonathan suddenly came to find him.
Thus, Fang Mo had to temporarily close the Time Sword and went out to see what was up with this guy.
"Mr. Steve..."
Jonathan was not in a good state at the moment, his face swollen in a large patch, and his left eye still bleeding, clearly having been beaten up, looking both ragged and helpless.
"Ah, this."
Fang Mo glanced at Jonathan and immediately realized: "Was it Dio again?"
"Yeah."
Holding his boxing gloves, Jonathan said with his head down, "Today I went to box with friends in town, but Dio suddenly wanted to be my opponent. He not only defeated me but also told the others that I like to snitch, making everyone isolate me."
"Why couldn't you beat him?"
Fang Mo asked in return.
"I..." Jonathan hesitated, then said, "I didn't use my full strength because I was afraid of hurting him."
"Ah, my disciple, that's where you're wrong."
Upon hearing this, Fang Mo immediately placed his hand on Jonathan's shoulder, speaking with deep sincerity, "Do you think by holding back, you are being a gentleman? You are wrong! This is even more disgusting, even more infuriating!"
"What?"
Jonathan was stunned upon hearing this; it was completely different from what his father had taught him.
"Do you know why Dio behaves this way towards you?"
Fang Mo asked.
"No... I don't know." Jonathan shook his head blankly, not understanding why Dio was so hostile towards him, as if he hated him enough to want him dead.
"Because you have insulted his honor as a warrior."
Fang Mo spoke with righteous indignation, "It's like in the knight novels where he isn't afraid of losing, nor of pain, but you, because of so-called gentlemanly grace, deliberately pulled your punches... This is the greatest insult to a warrior! What? Do you look down on him? A true gentleman, during a duel, will always give his all. This is the greatest respect to both the opponent and oneself, understand?"
"Is... is that so?"
After listening, Jonathan asked with a bit of surprise, "So Dio is angry because I didn't give it my all?"
"Of course."
Fang Mo smiled, then asked, "By the way, how is your training progressing recently? Can you use the Sun Fist yet?"
"Sun Fist... What is that?"
Jonathan scratched his head awkwardly and then raised his palm, saying, "I've only figured out this."
After saying that, a faint orange-red glow suddenly appeared in Jonathan's palm. The light wasn't strong, but it gently enveloped his hand like a flame, surprisingly similar to Ripple Qi.
"Oh, it's this."
Seeing this, Fang Mo immediately nodded and then gave Jonathan's shoulder a firm pat, earnestly advising, "Next time Dio challenges you to a duel, use your Flame Fist against him!"
