"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Amid the fluttering snowflakes, the scarlet Origin Qi surged out, and two figures darted and dodged in the simple training ground, the sound of weapons clashing incessantly.
This training ground was truly modest, merely a relatively flat piece of land with a circle drawn to limit the range of movement.
But this simplistic ground didn't detract from the enthusiasm of the surrounding soldiers watching the scene.
After all, it was one of the few forms of entertainment within the military.
"Great knife!"
"This young master Xu won't last much longer."
"Heh, even though Colonel Qin practices military formations and is Fourth Grade in Strength, not to mention battle-hardened, how could this young master Xu at Fifth Grade Soul Condensation possibly be his match?"
"Come on, Colonel Qin, crush that pretty boy...."
"Are you out of your mind?! What 'pretty boy,' that's the Prince Consort to the Princess."
"The Prince Consort to the Princess?"
"You didn't know?"
