Du Qingyue looked at Xiao Feng: "I'm really worried that their state will cause problems in the group sparring this afternoon."

As Xiao Feng's confidante, Du Qingyue easily received some insider news, such as Xiao Feng's plans, which she knew early on.

This didn't give her much advantage, but it was a symbol of privilege.

"Don't worry." Xiao Feng said with a relaxed face, "Shihan knows what to prioritize, if she really intended to use force in retaliation, she would have acted last night, there's no need to wait until now."

After lunch, Xiao Feng announced a half-hour break and briefly outlined the afternoon's plan to the group.

The little girl laughed as soon as she heard about the group sparring: "Big Sister Jiang, after today, you'll be thanking me because you'll never need makeup again. If I don't beat you up badly, my martial arts training would have been for nothing."

"You?" Jiang Yixin looked the little girl up and down, dismissively said: "I advise you while there's still time, it'd be best to buy some insurance in advance."

Xiao Feng frowned, "You two seem very idle, not wanting to rest, huh? In that case, go wash the dishes then."

Saying this, he walked straight into the room.

The little girl and Jiang Yixin looked at each other, and said in unison: "It's all your fault!"

...

The afternoon's group sparring had a completely predictable outcome. It was less a competition and more of a one-sided slaughter.

With Lin Zhiyan's careful guidance for the little girl, and the Lone Wolf with the experience of countless battles, trained through blood and fire, against absolute beginners Jiang Yixin and Du Qingyue, there was no way they could lose.

Of course, the little girl didn't really disfigure Jiang Yixin, but whenever she knocked her down, she never failed to deliver a bit of scornful mockery.

As for facing Du Qingyue, the little girl totally went easy on her, and each time would even point out flaws and shortcomings, so unlike the way she just defeated Jiang Yixin over and over.

Over time, Du Qingyue couldn't take it anymore. It was one thing for the little girl to act like this, but the Lone Wolf wouldn't even touch her, merely giving her verbal instructions, always with a simple smile, what was the point of this contest?

Stepping over to Xiao Feng, who was sunbathing on the steps, Du Qingyue spoke up: "You be my opponent."

"Have you become so confident?" Xiao Feng looked up, teasingly said: "No problem, I'll set aside some personal time for you tonight."

Du Qingyue didn't speak, just calmly looked at Xiao Feng, her beautiful eyes unblinking.

After a moment, Xiao Feng dropped the playful attitude, stood up, and said: "Alright, I'll practice with you."

Having watched for so long, he naturally saw Du Qingyue's awkward situation: practicing like this left very limited room for improvement.

In truth, no amount of advice could compare to the lasting impact of learning from one's own mistakes, in terms of improving one's strength, some hardships must be experienced firsthand.

"Make your move." Xiao Feng said lightly, one hand habitually placed behind his back, implying that he'd only use one hand against Du Qingyue.

It wasn't out of condescension, but because the gap between them was like that between an elephant and an ant, Xiao Feng had already strained to lower his strength and speed to match Du Qingyue's, but even that was far from enough.

Because the most crucial aspect, perception, still remained, no matter how the fight went, the result was inevitable.

To be blunt, Xiao Feng could predict Du Qingyue's attacks just by glancing at her movements, like having a built-in cheat, no amount of going easy could lead to his defeat.

The next instant, Du Qingyue launched forward, attacking Xiao Feng's abdomen, her back slightly arched to guard against potential counterattacks.

Xiao Feng stood motionless, seemingly letting her attack freely, but as Du Qingyue entered within a meter range, he raised his hand to block at the left of his temple.

"Bam!"

His hand clasped over the soft, boneless hand, Xiao Feng said with a smile, "If you want to confuse your opponent, first make yourself believe. Is it really so hard to find the temple position? Need to check in advance?"

Du Qingyue didn't struggle uselessly, rather she memorized what Xiao Feng just said.

"Do you know what your opponent would do next?" Xiao Feng said, half-smiling.

Du Qingyue shook her head, indicating she didn't know.

"It's simple..." Xiao Feng stepped forward, lightly pecked Du Qingyue on the cheek like a dragonfly skimming water, instantly pulling away, "Like this."

The Lone Wolf, watching from the side, clicked his tongue in wonder, "An ace is an ace, always flirting, this habit of taking advantage hasn't changed."

Du Qingyue was extremely annoyed; she considered countless possibilities, like the over-the-shoulder throw, and was ready for the incoming pain, but how did this turn into a surprise kiss?

"What can I say, every man would do this." Xiao Feng spoke innocently, then shed his smile, placed a hand on Du Qingyue's shoulder, set his right leg behind hers, and exerted force.

"Thud!"

Du Qingyue fell flat onto the ground, Xiao Feng said blandly: "This is also a normal reaction, but only limited to the untempted Liu Xiahui."

"..." Du Qingyue slowly got up, remained silent, and attacked again.

Thus began a long and tedious process, as Du Qingyue attempted different methods to attack, only to be effortlessly countered by Xiao Feng and finally brought down.

Unlike the little girl, Xiao Feng was not just knocking down again and again; each time, he pointed out Du Qingyue's shortcomings, watching her learn to avoid them incrementally.

This gave Xiao Feng a feeling akin to playing a "development game," seeing Du Qingyue grow stronger bit by bit, making the process quite enjoyable.

After being knocked down countless times, Du Qingyue took out her phone, tapped the screen a few times, then looked at Xiao Feng.

Facing her, Xiao Feng suddenly had a foreboding feeling, his intuition told him Du Qingyue was about to reveal her trump card.

Sure enough, Du Qingyue charged again, and when she was five meters in front of him, she suddenly raised her hand.

The phone screen displayed an extremely terrifying image, growing larger and consuming the entire field of view.

Damn!

Admittedly, Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment; in that pause, Du Qingyue used her hands as blades, hovering near his neck: "You lose."

"..." Xiao Feng was silent for a while, forced to concede: "Alright, I lost!"

"Do you know what I'll do next?" Du Qingyue sneered.

Xiao Feng leaned his face forward, as if resigning, "A bet is a bet, I admit defeat."

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