Young Master's Training
"Are you scared?"
When the young master's mocking voice came, Fan Liye came back to his senses. He frowned. Rather than being frightened, he wanted to know something.
He pointed at the silver dagger in the young master's hand and said, "Aren't vampires forbidden to touch silver objects?"
"..." The young master looked at Fan Liye as if he was a fool. "It's not like you'll die if you touch it. Besides, you've been carrying the silverware with you all the time, and nothing has happened to you. Aren't you also a vampire?"
Fan Liye reached out and grasped the silver bullet shell on his chest, not knowing what to say.
The young master did not continue the topic. He took the silver dagger in his hand and played with it, then slowly walked towards Fan Liye: "I didn't call you here to relax and chat. Your combat skills are too poor. Training with me will make you better than those bastards."
"What?" Before Fan Liye could react to what the young master meant, he felt a pain in his waist.
He looked at the other party's malicious smile, slowly lowered his head to look at his abdomen, and his waist was directly cut off by the other party.
A severe pain struck him, and he was instantly dispersed into countless small particles, and then gathered into a complete body.
Before he realized what was happening, the young master smiled again, and he was split into two halves vertically again, and then dispersed and reunited again.
He couldn't even see what the young master did. He could only see the young master looking at him with a smile, while he kept dispersing and reuniting.
After he died many times, he realized that the young master was not just looking at him and smiling, but was constantly killing him, so fast that he even thought the other party was not moving.
Realizing what the young master was doing, Fan Liye wanted to resist, but the young master was too fast, so he could only endure the severe pain and die and resurrect again and again.
It was unknown how long it had been, until Fan Liye was almost numb to the pain, when he finally saw the young master waving his hand.
He was indeed a young master of the vampire clan. His speed and strength were much faster than Lance's. He could actually cut him in half with just a silver dagger.
After Fan Liye adjusted to the opponent's speed, he began to retreat. Although he could see, it was futile if he couldn't react. He could only retreat to create distance, at least giving himself time to react.
Fan Liye kept retreating, and the young master kept moving forward. It seemed that this world had no end. He did not touch any barrier and could retreat with peace of mind.
As time went by, Fan Liye was finally able to raise his hand to resist the young master's attack, but his arm was chopped off, and in return he only received one more attack from the opponent.
It's just a one-hit kill to a two-hit kill.
But the young master's smile deepened a little, at least it was progress.
“!”
Fan Liye opened his eyes immediately and made a defensive move, but found that the young master was no longer in front of him, but his room in Pani's house.
"Little sir! How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Master, are you okay?"
He soon heard the worried voices of Fan Gene and Pani, and turned to look at Pani and Fan Gene who had been standing by his side.
He seemed to be relieved and began to breathe heavily.
It was so terrible. I really couldn't resist and couldn't react at all.
Waking up is his only way to escape from the young master. Of course, it is not absolute. It seems that the other party feels that he is being tortured too much and lets him out to catch his breath.
"Gregory." Fan Liye immediately grabbed Pani's hand. He wanted to know if the training with the young master had any effect. "Walk around the room as fast as you can."
Although Pani didn't quite understand, she still walked around the room. Fan Liye frowned, and Pani returned to him and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Fan Liye shook his head: "Were you using your fastest speed just now?"
"Yes, little sir, what's wrong? You look a little strange." Pani asked worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell? Can you tell me?"
Fan Liye couldn't help but laugh slowly: "I'm fine, I just need to sleep a little longer during this period."
To prevent Pani from worrying, Fan Liye added, "I just want to sleep and rest. I'm not feeling unwell anywhere. I've been training a lot lately, so I just want to take a break."
Pani frowned, but didn't say anything. He just said, "Okay, do you want to continue the training during the day?"
"Yeah, that's necessary. I will sleep at night, don't worry." Fan Liye nodded and looked up at Fan Jie'en to reassure him.
Although the young master's method was rough, it was indeed very useful. Before, Pani's speed seemed so fast to him that he could hardly see clearly.
But after the young master's training, he could actually see clearly how Pani walked, but he didn't feel it was slow and it didn't affect the viewing experience.
Fan Liye couldn't help but feel a little happy. After training during the day, he lay on the bed at night and closed his eyes to sleep to see the young master.
"A masochist?" The young master played with the dagger and looked at Fan Liye with a wicked smile, "Last time I was kind and let you go, but you actually came back on your own initiative."
"Your training is very useful, why don't you come back?" Fan Liye said.
"Very good." The young master slowly approached Fan Liye, "You still have the courage and insight, worthy of being a god."
The familiar feeling of pain came over him, and Fan Liye understood that the young master had already started training.
It's not like the real world here where injuries take time to heal. The young master's sword strikes are fatal, and if you die you can just start over. The restart time is very fast and there is no time wasted at all.
As the days passed, Fan Liye was finally able to dodge the young master's knife through this brutal training, but the punch that followed directly pierced his head.
The young master's attack was very cruel, showing no mercy at all, and he didn't care whether Fan Liye was in pain or alive. Fan Liye could only deal with the young master's attack in pain and constant resurrection.
Gradually, he was even able to exchange a few moves with the young master, although he still died in the end.
Fan Liye could feel that the young master's strength far exceeded all the ancestors he had met so far. He didn't know where the young master's strength ranked specifically among the blood clan, but at least he was comparable to Lance, and perhaps even comparable to the First Duke Dan, whom he had never seen.
No, definitely.
Fan Liye would also train with Benjamin during the day, but now Fan Liye could see Benjamin's actions clearly and could deal with him easily. However, he still couldn't fight a protracted battle against Lance.
Although he could survive a few moves from the young master, in reality, the injuries he received could not be healed. He could not die as he pleased like in his dreams.
"I've noticed recently that you have some bad intentions." The young master withdrew his hand and spoke again, a rare moment after so many days of training.
Fan Liye was a little confused: "What evil intentions?"
The young master raised his index finger to his lips to signal Fan Liye not to speak. "The three words 'young master' are not to be mentioned casually. Don't mention me to the other ancestors. Don't say it, don't think about it. There are some things you don't need to know right now."
My God, when the time comes, I will tell you everything myself. Then…”
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