"Fine, but I don't bully girls. You make the first move, and I'll give you three moves."
Lan Tingche was shy because he finally had something he could beat his sister in. How should he coax her then? Would he end up like the neighbor's kid, needing to be given candy before she would pay attention to him?
The little dumpling didn't argue. "If you want to give way, then give way. Only a fool would give way. Who gives way to you on the battlefield?"
Huo Xiaolong had been wielding the crescent-shaped dagger he had used since childhood, and the little dumpling gestured for Lan Tingche to get a weapon that suited him.
The two got into fighting stances, ready to start.
"Please, sister."
The young girl didn't even draw her knife; she just kicked Lan Tingche, sending him flying two meters away.
At first, the little boy was a bit incredulous. But when Huo Xiaolong saw his older brother brushing the dust off his clothes and standing up, he realized that his spiritual spring was really quite useful.
Look at that physique! He used to be so frail and delicate, but now he's so resilient.
“I…I wasn’t ready just now,” Lan Tingche said.
"It's okay, bro, let's do it again."
——Ding Dang
Another move, and he didn't even last one move. In just a brief exchange, the little boy's large knife fell to the ground, his hands trembling from the shock.
My grandfather said that he was a martial arts prodigy and that he would definitely become a great general no less than Xiao Lanyi in the future.
Now he knows that his grandfather lied to him.
Because martial arts prodigies don't all grow up like him...
From then on, Lan Tingche also understood that there are always people better than him and mountains beyond mountains. Since his broadsword was no match for his sister's, he should focus on improving his internal skills. He needed to have something he could be good at, right?
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