Luo Yang couldn't get Zhang Jing's martial arts skills out of his mind until he had completely figured out her strength.
More importantly, he wasn't sure if he had enough strength to effectively protect Hong Jiaxin.
Just because Zhang Jing had jumped down from the second-floor roof to the first floor without getting hurt last night didn't mean she was stronger than Luo Yang.
In fact, Luo Yang was capable of jumping down from the second-floor roof in the same way without getting hurt at all.
"Sister Jing, let's spar a bit. I want to see how capable you are so I can teach you accordingly," Luo Yang said.
As her master had spoken, Zhang Jing simply nodded.
The two then walked into a small grassy area by the road and stood facing each other.
Suddenly, Luo Yang deliberately used a lecherous gaze to admire Zhang Jing's voluptuous figure, naturally aiming to infuriate her thoroughly.
Only this way might he be able to probe her true strength.
In a normal spar, she could fully reserve her strength.
Luo Yang himself possessed X-Ray ability, and indeed he could see the body of Zhang Jing, and his deliberately sinister smile made him even more disgusting.
Zhang Jing's expression grew much colder, but she still managed to stay calm.
Then, Luo Yang stared at Zhang Jing's thighs and hummed his lips, appearing to relish the view.
Zhang Jing finally couldn't suppress her dissatisfaction and said calmly, "Master, please be serious."
Being slightly older than Luo Yang, she reminded him in the tone of an elder sister.
Seeing his unabashedly lascivious demeanor, Zhang Jing's face grew darker and darker.
Contrarily, Luo Yang feigned indifference to how Zhang Jing felt and continued his lewd gaze from her bust to her thighs.
"Come on, use all your skills. I'll counter with my Claw Technique so you can experience just how formidable it is," Luo Yang challenged her.
Zhang Jing slightly curled the corners of her lips in disdain, her eyes still furious, and nodded briefly.
"Make your move," Luo Yang urged.
Being the master, it was naturally appropriate to let the apprentice strike first.
Zhang Jing didn't hold back and swung her right palm towards Luo Yang's chest.
This was their first time testing each other's skills in a spar.
Luo Yang still wasn't using his True Qi; he knew that under normal circumstances, Zhang Jing wouldn't utilize her full potential.
Only by provoking her could he have a chance to see her erupt.
Luo Yang bravely intercepted Zhang Jing's incoming right palm with his left hand, and feigned a poke towards her eyes with his right hand.
Zhang Jing naturally swung her left hand up to block Luo Yang's right hand.
All of a sudden, Luo Yang's right hand changed direction and sped up, aiming at Zhang Jing's bust.
At that moment, Zhang Jing's right hand hadn't retracted yet, and her left hand moved upwards again, leaving her midsection widely exposed and vulnerable.
Luo Yang guessed she was probably feigning weakness.
Dammit, playing games, right?
I'll let you play enough.
Thinking that, Luo Yang pinched his fingers together and gently nipped at the top of Zhang Jing's left bust.
Zhang Jing's body trembled violently, and she took a quick step back.
"Master, you!" Zhang Jing's face flushed red to the tips of her ears, her eyebrows fiercely knit, her eyes glaring sharply.
That was exactly the effect Luo Yang needed.
Without provoking Zhang Jing, he wouldn't achieve his objective.
"Sister Jing, it was an accident. Come on, let's go again," Luo Yang said with a sly smile.
Zhang Jing was very dissatisfied with such an excuse.
The two resumed their sparring.
Zhang Jing was much more cautious, but her agility was still not high.
In an instant, Luo Yang's right hand nipped at Zhang Jing's right bust again.
"Master! You're really too much!" Zhang Jing covered her chest with both hands.
Seeing her neck turn red and her face full of anger, it was clear she was burning with rage.
Logically, she should have started using her true skills by now.
But although she was furious, she showed no intention of launching a fierce attack.
Luo Yang was puzzled, wondering if she didn't know last night that the Yin Spirit was him, which is why she had struck to kill.
"Sister Jing, you misunderstand. I'm doing this to bring out your hidden potential," Luo Yang insisted righteously.
Zhang Jing's face was stiff with anger, and she was at a loss for words.
Sometimes, special methods are indeed necessary to unlock the powers hidden within the body.
The beauty embarrassed like this, Luo Yang felt slightly apologetic.
The reason was that he still could not be one hundred percent sure that Zhang Jing was the enemy.
If she was not the enemy, treating her so rudely was indeed too much.
Before he had any other way to test Zhang Jing's capabilities, Luo Yang could only think of the method they used today to probe her background.
Villagers came and went on the village road.
The two stood on the grass beside the road facing each other, arousing curiosity in the onlookers.
Since he had started, Luo Yang decided to carry the probing through to the end.
It was all or nothing.
Recalling how Zhang Jing had almost killed him last night, just that fact extinguished any guilt in his heart.
"Sister Jing, let's go to your dormitory. I want to talk to you about a very important martial arts theory. Let's go," Luo Yang said.
Seeing that Zhang Jing was still glaring and showed no intention of moving,
Luo Yang knew she hated him deeply in her heart.
It could be said that Zhang Jing's patience was at its breaking point.
Just a bit more provocation ought to drive her crazy.
"Sister Jing, we'll talk in your dormitory."
With that, Luo Yang approached and reached out to grasp Zhang Jing's right hand.
Zhang Jing withdrew her hand, unwilling to be led.
But Luo Yang first grabbed her arm, then proceeded to grasp her wrist.
During the process, Luo Yang deliberately touched her arm in a frivolous manner.
Seeing Zhang Jing's eyes widen even more sharply, glares cutting his way, Luo Yang felt even more excited.
Seeing that he was about to completely infuriate her, that should allow him to witness her true skills.
Last night, she jumped down from the second floor rooftop without a scratch.
Just from that, it was clear her skills were not weak,
Yet now, she pretended to be a beauty only capable of trifling Claw Technique, which annoyed Luo Yang greatly.
"Sister Jing, let's go,"
Luo Yang dragged Zhang Jing toward the Village Office dormitories.
He occasionally looked back at her.
Zhang Jing, apart from looking furious, did not show any signs of making a move.
This showed that she was very cunning.
Luo Yang really wanted to confront her and say, "You wanted to kill me last night, but not anymore."
But thinking that there must be stronger people behind her, Luo Yang had to act cautiously.
In time, Luo Yang's skills were bound to surge.
In other words, Luo Yang most needed time.
being able to gain as much time as possible for cultivation would enable him to face stronger opponents.
Therefore, he did not want to turn against Zhang Jing immediately.
The premise was that as long as Zhang Jing did not attack Hong Jiaxin, Luo Yang could play dumb.
It was just that since he had already started probing, he did not want to give up halfway.
On the roadside, Luo Yang guessed that Zhang Jing might have refrained from using her True Qi skills against him due to fear of being seen by passing villagers.
Once they reached Zhang Jing's dormitory, it would become clear.
Along the way, Zhang Jing kept glaring at Luo Yang, but she did not make a move.
When they reached the Village Office and entered the dormitory building,
the Village Office was quiet, almost deserted because it was Saturday.
Luo Yang heightened his alertness, lest Zhang Jing suddenly attack.
With no one else around, Zhang Jing might make her move.
Luo Yang held her hand firmly, not letting go.
He was fully prepared for defense.
By holding Zhang Jing's wrist, Luo Yang could sense the changes in her body's pulse and muscles.
If her muscles suddenly tensed or her pulse rate abruptly increased, Luo Yang would immediately grab her pressure point and control her.
Even as they arrived at the door of Zhang Jing's dormitory, she did not make a move.
Luo Yang wondered if she was preparing to act inside the dormitory? Or did he need to provoke her a bit more?