Nantian heaved a heavy sigh of relief, his whole body covered in sweat as visible bruises can be seen all over him. Light wounds had struck his body as his fist clenched tightly.
He looked at his surroundings where dozens of disciples laid flat on the ground breathing heavily, just not as heavy as his. He couldn't believe it, he actually managed to win against more than a hundred disciples stronger than him!
Nantian looked at his hands before uttering: 'So... this is master's training?' As his thoughts reached to here, he looked back at Mo Xie.
"Master..."
Mo Xie nodded his head: "Study the scrolls I gave you for two more months, be sure to understand it till you're able to use it with your own style, do not just copy what's inside it."
Nantian hearing this felt quite embarrassed, he was actually waiting for praise, but still, he understood Mo Xie's words, the scroll is just some basics.
