Hearing him, Cheng Mingxiang immediately paused and let the sword in his hand disappear. “Sha La, it seems like the duration that you can defend yourself for is getting shorter and shorter. Looks like you have to work harder in the future; the current you is weaker than in the past.”
The youth gave a bitter smile as he laughed, “My lord, it is not that my strength is getting worse, but that your strength is growing faster than mine. I am no longer a suitable opponent for you.”
Cheng Mingxiang looked proud at himself when he heard these words.
At that moment, another student wearing the academy uniform came running over towards Cheng Mingxiang with an envelope in his hand. “Lord Cheng, a letter from the clan elders have come!”