140: It Takes Time

It Takes Time

"Father wishes for you to study more with Cousin Nan Luo so that he would not make the same mistake in the future," Feng Ao Kuai continued with his explanation.1

Seeing how devastated Feng Ao Si looked like, Nan Luo made a mental note not to displease Feng Ao Kuai. It was very clear that Feng Ao Si had somehow caused Feng Ao Kuai to feel extremely displeased. With every sentence, he was throwing a knife to Feng Ao Si.

"You're really a lively group," Long Qian Xing commented when he saw the three of them talked a lot.

Feng Ao Kuai noticed Long Qian Xing and quickly assumed proper stance. "Feng Ao Kuai, Second Young Master in Feng Family greets Young Commander Long."

"Feng Ao Si, First Young Master in Feng Family greets Young Commander Long." Feng Ao Si quickly followed suit.

Long Qian Xing waved his hand. "There's no need to be so polite." He turned his gaze to look at Feng Ao Si, who had been conferred military rank after some time at the battlefield. "I have heard of your endeavor in the battlefield. While your streak of losses due to your younger brother's absent is unfortunate, I heard that you're a very capable commander and have good martial arts."

Another knife was thrown to Feng Ao Si's heart.

Feng Ao Kuai snorted internally. Due to his older brother's poor performance, he had no choice but to return to the Capital City with the latter. He had originally wanted to observe more before returning but his brother ruined all of his plan.

How could he accept it?

He was feeling very displeased.

Feng Ao Si nodded. "I also heard that you're good at martial arts, Young Commander Long. Would you like to have a spar?"

"With pleasure." Long Qian Xing nodded.

Of course, they would not use real sword and took the wooden sword that was already prepared by the teachers in the academy. Feng Ao Si took one of them and then stood before Long Qian Xing. He grinned. "Ready?"

"Anytime."

Bang!

Dashing from his position forcefully, Feng Ao Si looked like a rampart bull as he charged towards Long Qian Xing. The wooden sword in his hand was hacked directly towards Long Qian Xing.

Tak!

Their hands locked with each other. Long Qian Xing arched his eyebrows when he sensed the mad raw power from the young man in front of him. It was no wonder that not many people wanted to spar with Feng Ao Si.

With this strength, he could easily destroy someone's body if they were not prepared enough.

"You're not bad!"

Tak! Tak!

Nan Luo watched as Long Qian Xing was pushed to the back and felt a bit speechless. He could see that Feng Ao Si barely used any skills and mostly only raw power. It was astonishing that he could push Long Qian Xing back just from raw power alone.

"…Don't you try to copy him," Feng Ao Kuai warned from the side.

"Eh, why?"

"He's only increasing his power but his agility…"

Just as he Feng Ao Kuai about to say this, Long Qian Xing seemed to have realized the problem from Feng Ao Si too. He side stepped to the side, increasing his speed by a notch and slammed his wooden sword towards Feng Ao Si's arm.

"Guh!"

Feng Ao Si jumped back and raised his wooden sword to block the next attack. When it comes to the attack frequency, Long Qian Xing was much faster than him, rendering it hard for him to defeat him.

Added with the fact that his body defense was not completely formidable… Feng Ao Si was beaten up soon enough.

"That's the reason." Feng Ao Kuai could only sigh. His older brother somehow thought that the best way was to increase his strength and had forcefully train his body to this point. Granted, his strength soared, but his speed became slower because of the added weight and imbalance.

Thanks to this, he managed to survive in the battlefield, though.

Nan Luo's lips twitched. He silently swore to himself that he should just aim for balanced strength. Being beaten up like this was clearly not something he wanted to experience.

"Young Commander Feng, I think it'll be better for you to learn how to control your speed more." Long Qian Xing laughed. He wiped the sweat on his forehead. If not because Feng Ao Si was slower than him, he would be the one getting pummeled on the ground.

Feng Ao Si grunted. "I'll do better next time."

"I'll be waiting for it."

"You better be."

Long Qian Xing laughed. "To become strong, you'll need time, Young Commander Feng. It's impossible for you to grow stronger overnight."

"I know." Feng Ao Si grunted. He simply had to train more. It was not a big problem.

Feng Ao Si nodded and turned around. After having a bout with Long Qian Xing, he wanted to have a spar against Nan Luo. He grinned when he saw Nan Luo's grave expression. "I'll see how you shall deal with me when we return later."

Nan Luo arched his eyebrows. He grinned. "Of course~, I won't lose against you."

"Hmph, we shall see it later."

Feng Ao Si had promised that he would only challenge Nan Hua after he defeated Nan Luo. Thanks to this, he had been training like madman, increasing his battle power… and ended up neglecting other aspects, which made him being punished by his father.

"Let's return."

"Okay~."

They walked to the gate. Nan Hua noticed Zhang Dan Shui was looking in her direction. He smiled and nodded, signaling that he would do his task. It might take some time, but he was prepared to do this.

Rather than lamenting his fate, it would be better to do something.

Nan Hua nodded then looked at Feng Ao Kuai, who had been paying more attention to her. He certainly felt that her face was unfamiliar but the cold aura that seeped from the deepest part of her soul was one that he was familiar with.

Comparing her height with Nan Luo, a smile formed at the corner of Feng Ao Kuai's lips.

As he had thought, his little cousin was unordinary. To think that she could even fake herself to become a boy. If not for the fact that he was standing near her, he would have never noticed this peculiarity.

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