Although he pushed himself very hard for the Ivy Festival to challenge Zhuang Huan Yu and didn’t even visit Chen Chang Sheng because of this, it was only for a few months.
He was the only son of a great family. Just like Zhuang Huan Yu said, he was born with a golden spoon in his hand. He was loved by his grandfather and lived a happy life. Even if he xiuxinged a little harder, his grandmother would rebuke the entire family. His maids would think of ways for him to slack off……
On the other hand, the disciplines of Mountain Li’s Sword Sect were mostly from poor families, and Qi Jian was no different.* Even if Tang Thirty Six thought with his foot, he knew that Qi Jian xiuxinged much harder than him. Although his opponent wasn’t even fourteen years old yet, his time spent meditating was probably much longer than his time spent meditating.
Suddenly, a cry was heard in the night sky in front of the palace.
The nightly wind was disrupted and the reflection of the stars on the two oval surface was messed up.
If if it was a pool of water, it was as if someone threw a rock inside the pool.
Wen Shui Sword and Iron Rule were separated for the first time since its encounter.
Then they clashed against each other again.
In a single moment, the two swords struggled against each other for dozens of times.
That loud cry was the sound of two swords clashing. Because it was too fast and the noises too rapid, it seemed to not stop in between.
The clashing noise suddenly stopped, and so did the wind.
Two shadows separated from each other and stood on the ground. Just like before, dozens of yards apart.
Tang Thirty Six lowered his head and glanced at the floor.
Now the wind and sword was calm, the wild grass once again stood straight.
Except earlier that grass was beside his heels. Now it was in front of his shoes.
Tang Thirty Six raised his head and looked at Qi Jian who was on the other side. He noticed that thin youngster was still standing in the original position.
“You are good.”
He said, “I thought since I ate two more years of rice than you, even if I’m terrible, I should be on the same level as you. I never thought I would step back half a feet more.”
Qi Jian looked at him and asked seriously, “Are you going to surrender?”
Tang Thirty Six felt insulted, “Do you think I’m a boring person like that?”
Qi Jian was confused and asked, “Then why did you say something like that.”
Tang Thirty Six answered sincerely, “I’m just reminding myself……I cannot be lazy anymore in the future.”
Chen Chang Sheng was behind him, “It’s not right.”
Qi Jian said honestly, “Truly, it’s no good.”
“But it will be something of the future, I still need to win against you tonight.”
Tang Thirty Six’s shirt was floating slightly and his eyes brightened.
Qi Jian’s expression turned serious and he waited calmly.