Although Feng Che usually appears as a libertine, he truly stayed at the Feng Mansion to teach Qin Qichao martial arts for a while.
And he taught very well.
Qin Qichao never expected that this seemingly unruly leader of the Devil Cult would be so strict and serious when teaching.
Having someone to teach is naturally better than fumbling on one's own. Qin Qichao made rapid progress and has advanced from being unable to stand steadily in a horse stance to being able to cross swords with others.
Qin Qichao was sweating profusely, tightly grasping the long sword in his hand, exerting force with his feet, and charging straight ahead.
Feng Che was unhurried. The sword in his hand collided with Qin Qichao's sword, blocking it leisurely, and deliberately revealing a flaw.
Qin Qichao's eyes lit up and then he stabbed at Feng Che's left waist.
However, Feng Che withdrew to the right, and the long sword in his hand blocked from behind. Surprisingly, he nimbly received this attack with his flexible body.
"Not bad. You know how to catch people's flaws, but you lack experience and still need to work hard." Feng Che said with a grin as he attacked forward, using his sword to flick away Qin Qichao's sword.
In Qin Qichao's astonishment, he was already being held at chest level by Feng Che's sword hilt, without any chance to resist.
"It's the senior's superb swordsmanship." Qin Qichao, still catching his breath, took a step back and bowed to Feng Che.
"You're making rapid progress and have quite the style of Lord Feng back in the day." Feng Che smiled as he sheathed his sword and patted Qin Qichao on the shoulder. "Right - good apprentice."
Qin Qichao was stunned for a moment. Of course, he knew that this "good apprentice" was not referring to him. He turned around and found that Feng Tingliu had unknowingly stood in the courtyard. Feng Tingliu had a smile on his lips and had watched the entire duel between the two.
"My Lord!" Qin Qichao hurriedly saluted Feng Tingliu.
Feng Tingliu waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for such formalities. "Not bad, but compared to me back then, there's still a gap. On the third day when Feng Che taught me swordsmanship, he was defeated by my sword."
"That was because I underestimated you! It was a moment of carelessness! Don't you understand!" When Feng Che heard him mention this matter, he immediately defended himself, as if his entire body was about to bristle with anger.
"Naturally, My Lord is more powerful." Qin Qichao lowered his head and said.
Ignoring Feng Che, Feng Tingliu nodded at Qin Qichao and said, "But you are indeed making rapid progress. I'm looking forward to the day when you challenge Yu Chi Feng."
Upon hearing this, Feng Che suddenly paused and looked behind Feng Tingliu, not seeing Yu Chi Feng, who usually followed him.
"Speaking of which, where's that guy who's always following you around?"
"Heh..." Feng Tingliu's expression suddenly changed, and he let out a cold laugh. His crimson eyes were filled with displeasure. "I'm punishing him."
Despite the hot weather, both Feng Che and Qin Qichao shuddered.
Yu Chi Feng was indeed being punished.
In the bedroom, Yu Chi Feng faced the wall, his knees on the ground, kneeling by the bed.
He had been punished by Feng Tingliu to reflect on his actions here for a stick of incense's time.
Such a punishment was not particularly painful for him. However, at first, Feng Tingliu was sitting on the edge of the bed, with his bare feet stepping on Yu Chi Feng's back, using him as a footrest. But after a while, Feng Tingliu suddenly realized that this had instead become a reward for Yu Chi Feng. With a cold snort, he left.
The most uncomfortable thing for Yu Chi Feng was not having his master by his side.
Yu Chi Feng clenched his fist and angrily punched his leg.
The reason for angering Feng Tingliu was not a major issue. Ever since he shared a bed with Feng Tingliu, he had become accustomed to holding the person in his arms every night to sleep. But now that summer has arrived, Feng Tingliu found him too hot, and being hugged together made him feel even more restless. He strictly forbade Yu Chi Feng from getting close again.
But Yu Chi Feng, having tasted the sweetness, couldn't give it up easily. So in the middle of the night, he once again wrapped himself around Feng Tingliu...
As a result, in the early morning, both of them felt somewhat hot and even had a physical reaction...
Thus, Yu Chi Feng was kicked out of bed by Feng Tingliu for the third time.
"I really deserve it." Yu Chi Feng muttered to himself, but his expression showed no sign of reflection.
As soon as Yu Chi Feng finished speaking, Feng Tingliu pushed the door open and returned. Yu Chi Feng immediately turned his head and looked at Feng Tingliueagerly walking towards him.
"Have you reflected properly?" Feng Tingliu sat back on the edge of the bed, lifted his foot, and kicked Yu Chi Feng's calf.
"Yes, Young Master, I have reflected properly." Yu Chi Feng said without sincerity.
"Heh, I think you mean 'I know I'm wrong, but I'll do it again.'"
"How could that be?" Yu Chi Feng blinked and quietly moved closer to Feng Tingliu's feet.
Feng Tingliu wasn't really that angry to begin with. Moreover, this kind of flirting and bickering was just a minor matter. Continuing to punish him would make him seem petty. He chuckled, kicked his calf again, and threw the fan beside him to him.
"Get up."
Yu Chi Feng caught the folding fan and quickly stood up. He saw that Feng Tingliu had already taken off the white gauze shirt he was wearing and patted the spot beside the bed.
Yu Chi Feng immediately understood. He quickly sat by the bed, pulled a soft cushion and placed it on his lap.
Feng Tingliu lay downFollowing the trend, using his lap as a pillow, and lazily yawned.
Yu Chi Feng pulled over a thin blanket to cover Feng Tingliu's waist and dutifully fanned him with the fan. He controlled the strength perfectly, making Feng Tingliu feel cool without causing him to catch a cold.
Feng Tingliu closed his eyes, enjoying his service, and suddenly said, "Qin Qichao's martial arts have improved well. Maybe he will come to challenge you in a couple of days."
It was a moment when the two were alone, but Feng Tingliu mentioned the name of another "puppy", which made Yu Chi Feng a bit unhappy. But he had made a mistake earlier, so at this moment, he naturally had to hold back and not show his jealousy.
"Really? Then I'll be waiting for him at any time."
"Only a few of us know about Qin Qichao going deep into the enemy camp. This must not be disclosed to others."
"I understand."
This matter is prone to changes, and no one can accurately predict it.
Just as Feng Tingliu had predicted, after another five days, Yu Chi Feng received a battle letter written by Qin Qichao himself.
Qin Qichao had not learned how to write, and the few words on the battle letter were written crookedly, with traces of corrections left by Feng Che. Both Feng Tingliu and Yu Chi Feng couldn't help laughing when they saw this battle letter.
Early in the morning of that day, Yu Chi Feng arrived at the arena in Jianya Pool at the time specified in the battle letter.
Qin Qichao was already prepared, standing opposite Yu Chi Feng with a long sword in hand.
Feng Tingliu was still sitting at the sidelines, leisurely drinking iced plum soup and watching the two on the arena. Feng Che also arrived and sat on the armrest of Feng Tingliu's chair, leaning against the back of the chair in an unruly manner.
"I say, why didn't you personally teach Qin Qichao?" Feng Che suddenly asked him. "In terms of swordsmanship, you should be the most skilled person in Liudu City."
"I don't have the patience to teach others." Feng Tingliu took a sip of the plum soup.
"Oh - that's right. With your bad temper, except for Yu Chi Feng, no one can tolerate you." Feng Che said with a grin.
Feng Tingliu gave him a sideways glance and ignored him.
"You have superb swordsmanship but don't pass it on to others. But your ability to forge swords can be taught to Jianya Pool, and you never forge swords yourself." Feng Che placed his arm on Feng Tingliu's shoulder and leaned closer. "Young Master Feng, what kind of strange temper is this?"
Feng Tingliu pushed Feng Che's arm away with such force that he almost pushed Feng Che off the chair.
"It's none of your business." Feng Tingliu glared at him.
Feng Che quickly distanced himself from Feng Tingliu. "You see, I was right. You only have a bit of patience for Yu Chi Feng!"
Feng Tingliu did not refute this statement. Ignoring Feng Che's nonsense, he focused his attention on the two on the arena.
Yu Chi Feng and Qin Qichao faced each other in silence.
Yu Chi Feng sized Qin Qichao up and down and found that in just half a month, the muscles on this young man had changed. Even, perhaps it was hisillusion, the young man seemed to have grown taller.
Qin Qichao is at an age where he is growing rapidly, so such changes are normal.
Yu Chi Feng smiled and drew out an ordinary long sword, waving it at Qin Qichao.
"Come and attack. Let me see how much you've improved."
"Please give me your guidance."
Qin Qichao swung his long sword and directly attacked. His movements were simple and neat, without any unnecessary flourishes, making it difficult to discern his attack.
But for Yu Chi Feng, dealing with this level of attack was still easy. He didn't move his feet. Just by observing the change in Qin Qichao's eyes, he knew where the attack was coming and raised his hand to block Qin Qichao's attack.
Qin Qichao was not discouraged at all. His goal was not to defeat Yu Chi Feng but to receive three moves from Yu Chi Feng. He remained calm, took half a step back, and attacked again with his long sword.
Outside the arena, Feng Che exclaimed in admiration, "Not bad. It's hard to imagine that this kid couldn't even hold a sword steadily half a month ago."
"He has talent. It's a pity that he started training too late. It's already remarkable to have made such progress." Feng Tingliu also praised.
In the meantime, Yu Chi Feng had already made his first move. The iron sword in his hand was exceptionally light, aiming to flick Qin Qichao's sword blade from an unexpected direction.
Qin Qichao held the sword with both hands to counter. Even though Yu Chi Feng's move was light, the force transmitted to his sword made his arms tremble. Qin Qichao's sword was almost flicked away by Yu Chi Feng. His sword intertwined with Yu Chi Feng's, and he actually used a clever technique toResolve the force from Yu Chi Feng.
"Oh?" Yu Chi Feng raised his eyebrows, surprised by how Qin Qichao managed toResolve this, rather than using brute force as before.
"Come again!" Qin Qichao also gained confidence, tightly grasping the sword hilt, and shouted loudly.
Three moves were over in the blink of an eye.
Yu Chi Feng did not use his full strength. He held back and gave Qin Qichao three moves, all of which were received by him.
Although Qin Qichao is still not strong enough to compete with others, at least he now has a way to protect himself. Now, even if he is thrown into a dangerous situation, it is not a dead end.
Qin Qichao's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but he still held the sword tightly without any relaxation. He knew that he had passed this test. His eyes shone as he looked at Yu Chi Feng, then at Feng Tingliu and Feng Che beside him.
Yu Chi Feng smiled with satisfaction and nodded at him.
Feng Tingliu also put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, stood up, and walked towards him.
"Well done." Feng Tingliu said, "I allow you to do what was previously discussed."
"Thank you, My Lord!" Qin Qichao hurriedly sheathed his sword, afraid that the sword blade would touch Feng Tingliu. He then hurriedly wiped the sweat from his face and saluted Feng Tingliu.
"You can make some preparations. During this period, let Yu Chi Feng occasionally guide your swordsmanship. Also, think carefully about what you should do after leaving the city."
"I know! I will definitely notFail My Lord's efforts!"
A warm breeze blew, carrying away the cloud that blocked the sunlight, and the heat rushed in.
The summer heat has arrived, and the situation is about to change.