Chapter 129
Xiao Zhi looked at Zhou Yu with a helpless expression; what he had just said was truly something else.
Seeing Xiao Zhi remain silent, Zhou Yu continued, “Old man, if there’s nothing else, I’m going to take my wife out to practice.”
Xiao Zhi immediately realized this was a polite way of being shown the door.
He shook his head and said, “Forget it. Since you don’t want to say anything, then don’t.”
With that, Xiao Zhi stood and headed toward the door.
At that moment, Zhou Yu suddenly said, “Thank you, and please understand—I don’t want my brothers and myself to be seen through so easily.”
Xiao Zhi paused briefly before replying, “I understand.”
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In a corner of the training ground, two graceful figures moved in rhythm.
Could one still hear phrases like, “Honey, when you flick upward, it’s mainly the wrist’s strength, not the whole arm,” or “Honey, the reverse strike is done with one hand—using both together, aren’t you afraid you’ll hurt your back?”
Those two moving figures were, of course, Xiao Jie and Nian Yu, and the one nagging incessantly was none other than Zhou Yu.
Suddenly, with a loud “bang,” a long spear stuck into the ground right in front of Zhou Yu. Nian Yu said, “You keep talking so much, but have you thought about the fact that I’m a woman? I don’t have that much strength.”
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Looking at the spear before him, Zhou Yu broke out in a cold sweat. What was she trying to do?
With a terrified look, he asked, “Honey, are you trying to murder your own husband?”
Nian Yu snapped back, “Murder your sister! Can you teach me bit by bit? You just show off moves in front of me, then tell me to practice on my own, and then criticize me.”
Zhou Yu wiped the sweat from his brow. “Honey, you know my education’s limited, and I’ve never taught anyone before. This isn’t my first time, though.”
Nian Yu snorted twice, walked over, pulled the spear out, and resumed her practice without another word.
Xiao Jie sheathed his sword and stopped to ask, “How did you train before?”
Zhou Yu thought for a moment and replied, “I watched the moves others used and imitated them, studying bit by bit.”
Xiao Jie was taken aback, then asked, “That’s all?”
Zhou Yu said, “And sparring, but sparring isn’t suitable for you yet. You don’t know the moves well enough and could get hurt.”
Xiao Jie smiled. “Why not find a few people at our level to practice with? Then we can spar using training dummies.”
Zhou Yu pouted, “No way. Getting hit by wood hurts, too.”
Hearing this, Xiao Jie said no more. His eyes reddened slightly, and he quickly turned to continue practicing his sword techniques.
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After watching for a while, Zhou Yu remained silent, afraid that at any moment Nian Yu might hurl the spear at him again.
He pulled out the red crystal from his pocket.
Gazing at it, he wondered if everyone who swallowed it would gain special abilities.
He dared not try it lightly—what if it didn’t grant powers and instead turned him into a zombie?
Putting the crystal back into his pocket, he watched the two women practice, feeling somewhat bored.
He didn’t know what to do either.
Teaching others was indeed a bit difficult for Zhou Yu. After all, everything he knew was self-taught. Explaining it was another matter—he only knew the essentials.
It was easy to teach those with some foundation, but for Xiao Jie and Nian Yu, it was harder to understand and even harder to execute.
After all, their physical conditioning was what it was; that couldn’t be changed overnight.