Chapter 91: Lolita Armor-piercing Bow, Armor-piercing and Defense-breaking

Feiyan was a little confused, "You came at the right time? What do you need me to do?"

"Train with me."

Feiyan pursed her lips and looked at the wet collar of Jingwei's clothes on the right side. "Are you really okay?"

Jingwei's pretty face turned slightly red, "It's okay, Ah Yan will pick out the tableware."

Tableware? Feiyan's expression was a little subtle.

Feiyan was about to say something, but she saw Gongsun Yan looking at her and Jingwei with interest.

"Ayan's hobby is very special."

Jingwei was also somewhat helpless, "I don't know why, she especially likes to watch others fight."

Feiyan and Jingwei immediately got into position and pretended to fight.

Feiyan was wearing a black dress with gold patterns, while Jingwei was wearing a yellow and blue dress.

The two of them standing in the courtyard looked like a beautiful landscape.

Unfortunately, Gongsun Yan doesn’t care about their looks at all, she wants to watch the fight!

The two men fought back and forth, punching and kicking each other, and every collision made a dull sound.

Although the two were only pretending to spar with each other, the competition was extremely exciting.

Their movements are gorgeous and beautiful, like a carefully choreographed dance.

If it were someone else who didn't know martial arts, such as Honglian in his early years, he would probably be fascinated by the scene at this moment.

The moves are naturally very beautiful to watch, but how could a real fight be so beautiful?

Gongsun Yan, who had been watching for a while, seemed to have discovered the two people's fake sparring and started crying again.

“Wow, wow…”

Jingwei put away his posture and said helplessly, "Ayan seems to have seen through our lies. It looks like we have no choice but to do something real."

Feiyan held her forehead with her hand and asked, "How did this girl figure that out?"

Jingwei blinked his eyes, "Maybe it's because she has seen real fighting, blood splattering, life-and-death fighting."

"Ah this..."

Feiyan also didn't expect that Jingwei, as Gongsun Yan's mother, would show this to her child.

Jingwei turned around and entered the room, took out the Jingwei sword from the sword rack, and before leaving, Jingwei looked at the Yanri Sword with complicated eyes.

She once thought that the Sun-Covering Sword would be her nightmare for the rest of her life.

I didn't expect that this sword would now be gathered dust in Gongsun Ce's room.

The moment Jingwei walked out of the room holding the Jingwei sword, Feiyan suddenly felt as if facing a formidable enemy.

Jingwei holding the Jingwei sword has the aura of a sharp blade that has not been unsheathed, drawn but not fired, but even more terrifying.

Jingwei smiled gently at Feiyan, "Please."

The next moment, the Jingwei sword was unsheathed, and a pink sword light suddenly appeared, attacking Feiyan directly.

Feiyan's hands were stained with a touch of red, which was the Yin-Yang magic of the Fire Department. It could enhance the defense of the hands, enough to resist the sharpness of the famous sword.

Feiyan clasped her hands together to block Jingwei's close-range attack.

Even though the Yin-Yang technique was powerful, Feiyan still felt a tingling sensation in her hands.

The Jingwei Sword did not break the defense on Feiyan's hand, but the sword energy was enough to make Feiyan feel uncomfortable.

At this time, Gongsun Yan stopped crying and stared at Feiyan and Jingwei who were in a stalemate...

Feiyan slowly stopped talking, "Then it was just like what you saw. Jingwei and I were both aroused by our competitive spirit, and it got out of control."

Gongsun Ce was silent for a moment, then spoke carefully, "I used to think there was nothing wrong with Gongsun Yan's hobbies, but now it seems that he really needs to add some other interests and hobbies." Fei Yan was just about to break free from Gongsun Ce's restraints. Gongsun Ce's massage technique was not bad, and Fei Yan did gradually feel that the pain in the wound was no longer there.

Gongsun Ce, however, increased his strength at this time. Holding Feiyan's wound, Gongsun Ce smiled wickedly, "I just broke through to Grandmaster level, and I want to try something with you."

Feiyan obviously thought of the time when she couldn't hold on any longer and was about to become dehydrated, and she accidentally used the Grandmaster's power.

She was suddenly a little flustered. When it came to the harmony of yin and yang, her only advantage before was the master's intention.

Now Gongsun Ce has the will of a Grandmaster, and it seems that it is the special attack will of a Grandmaster. If she is alone, she might really become dehydrated.

"You are not allowed to use the Grandmaster's intention!"

Feiyan's words made Gongsun Ce smile even more. Gongsun Ce mentioned Feiyan and whispered in her ear.

"My blood is special. When I use the power of my blood, scales will grow. Can the Yin-Yang technique of the Yin-Yang family's Fire Department prevent the scales from scratching me?"

Feiyan's hands were immediately stained with red, Gongsun Ce started bleeding violently, and dragon scales grew on his heart.

Feiyan raised her red hand and gently rubbed the dragon scales on Gongsun Ce's heart.

"Stab, stab..."

The sound of metal sheets rubbing against each other was heard, and Feiyan was sure that the Fire Department's Yin-Yang magic could barely block the scratches of the dragon scales.

The next moment, Feiyan realized Gongsun Ce's intention, her eyes widened, "No, Yin-Yang magic can't be used in this aspect, and your bloodline power can't be used either...ah!"

However, Feiyan obviously had no time to dodge, after all, she, the little lamb, had fallen into the hands of Gongsun Ce, the giant dragon.

"Sizzle, trickle..."

Jingwei, who was outside the house, breathed a sigh of relief when she found that the applause had disappeared. When she was about to put down her hands that were blocking Gongsun Yan's ears, she suddenly heard the sound of metal friction and water flowing.

Jingwei frowned unconsciously. Is he sharpening the sword in the room?
The next second, Jingwei's eyes widened because she heard the voices of Gongsun Ce and Feiyan. She immediately understood what had happened and fled with Gongsun Yan.

But Jingwei did not go far. After all, Gongsun Ce's door was not closed properly, and she felt that she should help guard the door and prevent others from approaching.

But Jingwei was a master after all, with extraordinary hearing. Even if she came outside the courtyard, she could still hear the sound.

Synaesthesia is a magical rhetorical device, also known as transference, in other words, using vision to describe hearing.

Jingwei felt the same way at this moment. It was just a sound, but she seemed to see a picture and brought herself into it.

The original hearing gradually transforms into vision, touch, and even smell.

Jingwei's nose twitched slightly, and she realized that the sense of smell was not synesthesia, but that she deeply empathized with Feiyan.

This is the scent of hormones, without the fragrance of heather, and it feels inexplicably lonely.

At this time, Gongsun Yan, who had been watching the show for a long time, felt hungry, so she began to search for her tableware and her afternoon tea.

Jingwei was in trouble again, and the feeling he felt through telepathy turned into reality.

Gongsun Yan, who was not full, had to change the tableware even if he was picky about it.

However, Gongsun Yan seemed to understand something and was not as careless as before when using tableware.

In other words, Gongsun Yan did not develop the bad habit of biting the straw this time.

However, Jingwei did not think that Gongsun Yan had become sensible and knew how to take care of the tableware.

Instead, I felt that Gongsun Yan seemed to have become bad again.

Many people must have experienced the pain of scratching an itch without being able to scratch the spot.

Jingwei also had the same feeling at this time. She hoped that Gongsun Yan would not be so caring when treating tableware.

As a human being, being happy is the most important thing.

Jingwei didn't want Gongsun Yan to be unhappy because of tableware at such a young age.

(End of this chapter)