Chapter 139 Cloud Feather CP Gong Shangjiao 16

The two men, both dressed in black, were entangled together. Their movements were extremely fast, with the sound of their weapons cutting through the air constantly in the air. Sparks flew as their weapons clashed.

Zheng Nanyi sat on a chair that a servant had brought out, with a small table next to him, looking quite relaxed.

Seeing Zheng Nanyi's leisurely demeanor, Lianqiu seriously suspected that the other party had forgotten what the young master had just said, and reminded her, "Miss Zheng, you will be sparring with the young master in a little while."

Zheng Nanyi ate an orange and waved his hand dismissively, "It's fine, let him hit me. If he dares to hit me too hard, he'll lose his wife and can find someone else to marry."

Both fighters heard this, and Miyazaki's face darkened for a moment before he fought even more fiercely.

"No, brother, why should I clean up the mess she made? If you keep doing this, you'll lose your precious little brother sooner or later!"

Gong Shangjiao was just sparring with Gong Yuanzheng, and Gong Yuanzheng was having a relatively easy time. But when Gong Shangjiao got serious, Gong Yuanzheng was completely overwhelmed.

"Compared to six months ago, your martial arts skills haven't improved at all. I'm just teaching you a lesson."

Gong Shangjiao sneered. He wasn't lying; Gong Yuanzheng's martial arts skills had indeed become lax.

Gong Yuanzheng smiled sheepishly. He had been studying poisons all the time and had indeed been somewhat negligent.

Feeling that the training was almost over, Gong Shangjiao stopped and looked at Zheng Nanyi beside him, "Nanyi, come here."

Knowing it was her turn, Zheng Nanyi got up and walked over, taking off the flute and sword from her waist.

Gong Yuanzheng returned the knife to Jin Fu and took over the spot where Zheng Nanyi had just been.

Zheng Nanyi turned her head and saw that Gong Yuanzheng had the same amused look on his face as she had just seen herself, and for some reason her hands felt itchy.

As a future sister-in-law, it's not unreasonable for her to give her brother a beating, right?

Following Zheng Nanyi's gaze, Gong Shangjiao saw Gong Yuanzheng sitting there, smiled helplessly, and let him watch the show.

Gong Shangjiao's eyes sharpened, and he asked, "Are you ready?"

His answer was a figure suddenly approaching.

Watching the two fight, Gong Yuanzheng frowned, feeling something was off. He looked at Fu Dong and Lian Qiu and asked, "Don't you think Zheng Nanyi's fighting is a bit strange?"

Fu Dong: "No, the girl's movements were very beautiful, like she was dancing."

Lian Qiu nodded in agreement: "Graceful as a startled swan, lithe as a swimming dragon!"

"The problem is she's fighting! Does that make sense to what you're saying?" Gong Yuanzheng was amused by their replies; like master, like servant.

"No, when my brother fought her, it wasn't just going easy on her, it was like letting the ocean run wild! Why did she hit me so hard!"

Growing increasingly angry, Gong Yuanzheng turned his chair around, his back to the two fighting men.

Lianqiu comforted him, "Young Master Zheng, this is normal. The way to educate women is different from the way to educate men."

Fu Dong: "Yes, take my family for example. My father dotes on me, but he beats my younger brother every three days and every five days."

Gong Yuanzheng didn't want to hear any explanations and coldly said, "Shut up!"

Fu Dong and Lian Qiu immediately fell silent, quietly watching Gong Shangjiao and Zheng Nanyi fight.

Zheng Nanyi, having burned an incense stick's worth of incense, was too lazy to move. He flew to the side and hung the flute and sword back up.

Neither of them was really fighting; they were just playing house, and she got sleepy from the fight.

"Tired?" Gong Shangjiao asked, tossing the knife to Jin Fu.

Zheng Nanyi said lazily, "I don't want to play anymore, I'm sleepy."

Gong Shangjiao glanced at the sun. "Yes, you have a habit of taking a nap. Then go back and rest."