The Atmosphere is Peaceful

Instead of blocking, Long Qian Xing tilted his body to the side and evaded Nan Luo's attack. his sword rested near Nan Luo's neck. He smiled faintly and said in a slightly annoying tone, "You still need a lot to learn, Young Boy."

Nan Luo grunted then moved his sword to push Long Qian Xing's sword away from his neck.

Clang!

"You win this time. I won't lose next time."

Long Qian Xing laughed. "You've great improvement. Did you encounter some live and death's battle lately?"

Nan Luo naturally would not answer and merely grunted.

Watching the young boy leave, Long Qian Xing arched his eyebrows. The improvement Nan Luo showed ever since the brat live with Old Master Nan had been very fast. Not only that, it seemed that for the past four to five months, the brat was also improving very rapidly.

For such a mischievous and easy going boy, it shouldn't have been possible.