But brother, I only knocked out one of your teeth, and you were also changing your teeth, right? Now it looks like you're going to kill me!
"Wait a minute." Xiao Nanhui shifted the stick in his hand, feeling sweat on his palms. "We agreed to spar, so we can't fight with all our might."
Su Pingchuan's eyes gleamed, as if he was determined to make Xiao Nanhui go without return today. He said, "Of course." Then he gave him a provocative look, implying: What? Are you scared?
Before he finished speaking, he jumped out from the spot, and his speed made Xiao Nanhui's heart tighten.
The opponent's footwork didn't seem to be the result of rigid training in the army, but rather like that practiced by a martial arts master.
Xiao Nanhui gripped the staff tightly, her footwork already infused with immense strength. Spearmanship requires the ability to adapt to ever-changing situations with the same consistency. She remained motionless, her eyes narrowed as she watched the opponent's movements.
When the scabbard hit the stick, Xiao Nanhui felt a shock in his hand. He quickly turned around to relieve the force, but his palm was still a little numb.
This kid is really strong. Xiao Nanhui felt that he shouldn't learn swordsmanship at all, and should practice the crescent moon sword that weighs over 70 kilograms.
After one round, although there was no winner, Su Pingchuan clearly had the upper hand.
He looked at Xiao Nan with some pride and replied: "This is just the beginning, you better hold the stick firmly."
The other party's true colors were exposed as soon as he said this. He is indeed a person who cannot keep his composure.
Xiao Nanshou gathered her aura and focused on the challenge. Putting aside their martial arts prowess, there was one thing Su Pingchuan couldn't match: her focus and composure on the battlefield. She had fought alongside Xiao Zhun for years, having seen both life and death. A small competition like this wouldn't disturb her.
Ten more rounds passed, and Xiao Nanhui had a good grasp of his opponent's tactics. Su Pingchuan's movements were varied and his moves powerful and powerful, but he still fell short of the profound and cunning skills of Shrike. He was particularly lacking in the art of underhanded tactics, and several of his mid-swing attempts were parried back by Xiao Nanhui.
Su Pingchuan's repeated attacks were resolved, and he became obviously anxious. His originally perfect moves began to show flaws. Xiao Nanhui's eyes were as fast as lightning, and he found an opportunity to swing the long stick in his hand with one hand.
This move was originally used to seize the initiative when two cavalrymen met. Once the spear tip was out, it could pick up the opponent's saddle on one side, knocking the person off the horse directly, and then shoot again.
But Xiao Nanhui forgot that they were not riding horses at the moment, and her stick was so powerful that it cut straight into the inside of Su Pingchuan's thigh.
Su Pingchuan was anxious to break free from this attack, so he put some force on the inside of his thigh. When he turned around, he heard a "squeak" sound, and then felt a chill in his lower body.
Xiao Nanhui stared blankly at the piece of cloth wrapped around the end of the stick in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at Su Pingchuan's lower body, and blinked belatedly.
Fortunately, the underwear is still there.
On the other side, Su Pingchuan shook his legs in disbelief, and only felt two pieces of thin cloth barely covering his lower body. When he realized what happened, his handsome face turned red quickly to the base of his neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xiao Nanhui swallowed hard, pulled the cloth off the stick in his hand, and handed it over with both hands: "Well, see if you can still wear it..."
"Don't come over here!"
Su Pingchuan roared and retreated more than ten steps. He looked around for a tree or bush to hide in, but found that this was an open area and there was no escape for the time being.
Xiao Nanhui's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. She was a little bewildered by how a good duel had ended.
"As long as Brother Pingchuan doesn't mention the matter of today's competition, I will never mention it to anyone else..."
Su Pingchuan was picking up branches to cover himself, and when he heard this he glared at him fiercely.
Xiao Nanhui smiled bitterly.
I had hoped this would be the perfect time for them to make peace. But now, the awkwardness has become even more awkward.
She called Jixiang, who was looking for mushrooms in the distance, and got on her horse, still feeling a little guilty.
"I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you right now. It's still a long way from here to the city gate, but it's not far. I can go back to the city to get your clothes. It will only take half an hour at most..."
"Need not!"
Su Pingchuan was so angry that his breathing became unstable and it seemed that he would swear if he said another word. Xiao Nanhui weighed the pros and cons and decided to leave him alone, so he rode away.
The horse ran a few hundred meters, and the bravery it had just shown in the sparring also dissipated a little. She suddenly didn't dare to look back.
She was also afraid, afraid that she would see something she shouldn't see when she looked back.
What an embarrassing day.
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