147 I’m Not Convinced! (2)

Bang!

Kicking the ground, Feng Ao Si reached Nan Hua's side in a matter of seconds. His eyes were looking in her direction as he hacked his sword.

Swish!

Nan Hua tilted her body to the side, evading the attack effortlessly. Switching her pivot legs, she thrusted forward.

Scratch!

The sword barely scratched Feng Ao Si's neck. He was astonished, but he quickly jumped to the side. His neck felt slightly hurt. If it was a real sword and not wooden sword, he was sure that his neck would have been bleeding at this point.

Nan Hua stood before Feng Ao Si with her sword by her side. Her small figure somehow looked much bigger. "Continue."

"Ahhhh!" Rushing while screaming, Feng Ao Si wielded his sword and aimed towards Nan Hua's position. Sensing her switching her weight, he shifted to the side slightly in order to catch her off guard.

Without any warning, Nan Hua swiftly changed her pivot once more and raised her wooden sword.

Tak!

The attack was parried and Nan Hua was dangerously close with Feng Ao Si. Raising her other hand, she jabbed Feng Ao Si with her elbow. The sudden attack startled Feng Ao Si as he moved back and swung his sword downwards.

Bang!

The wooden sword landed on the ground while Nan Hua had rolled to the side. She looked at Feng Ao Si calmly, ignoring the throbbing on her left elbow. His body was harder than what she thought at first.

"I'm not convinced!" Feng Ao Si shouted once more and rushed forward.

"Oh."

Tak! Thud! Bang! Thud!

Various sounds were made as the two of them continued to fight. However, Nan Hua never dealt any fatal blow and always changed it to the side slightly in every movement she made. To those who were ignorant, it would look as if Nan Hua was at disadvantage and thus, she couldn't deal fatal blow.

But those who knew would know that she was purposely holding back. Whenever her attack would hit, she would pause and direct the leftover force to a point that would not be dangerous.

But her target so far….

Heart, neck, knee… just from watching it had already made Old Master Nan broke in cold sweat. He knew very well that once the attack hit properly, Feng Ao Si might need to be bedridden for a long period of time. Or worse, he would die.

Nan Si Qiao watched while blinking her eyes. "Did Ah Si bully her?"

"…No." it was the opposite, but Old Master Nan didn't feel like telling Nan Si Qiao about it. All of the attack Nan Hua made was one that assassins would target in close combat battle. If it was strong enough, it would be almost certain that her opponent would never be able to wake up in their entire life.

At the same time, he also knew.

Nan Hua was partially playing around with Feng Ao Si. She was using him to test her own capabilities in fighting against an opponent who has much higher strength than her. However, it looked like she would need to deal several fatal blows if she really wanted to win.

Thud!

"Your attack has no effect on me!" Feng Ao Si pointed his sword at Nan Hua while panting. He was almost out of breath after more than two incense stick of time fighting. It was even more taxing than those at the battlefield because he tried to overpower her in almost every exchange.

Nan Hua tilted her head. "If you go to the battlefield like this, you'll die."

"What?"

"You need to increase your stamina."

Conserving their strength when fighting against powerful adversary would be impossible. Not to mention, battle would usually start from morning until the sun set. It was more than 9 hours, yet Feng Ao Si was already tired.

Feng Ao Si was speechless.

"Go to rest, Brother. You'll just be a disgrace if you continue like this." Feng Ao Kuai also knew that his brother couldn't participate for an entire day of battle yet. Their father only arranged for him to participate from midday precisely because Feng Ao Si's stamina.

His strength was big and all, but he didn't know how to converse his strength effectively and would feel tired very soon.

"I still can fight," Feng Ao Si protested.

"It's my turn."

"But."

"It's my turn."

Upon hearing Feng Ao Kuai's tone, Feng Ao Si stepped back and let his younger brother took charge. He clearly sensed the sudden change in atmosphere when his younger brother spoke.

His brother was not compromising at all.

"Hua'er, please go easy on me." Feng Ao Kuai smiled.

Nan Hua nodded. "You too."

Swish! Tak!

The two of them moved at almost the same time. Nan Hua was faster and reached Feng Ao Kuai first. She sensed his movement and lightly jumped when his leg tried to kick her while her sword moved down.

Feng Ao Kuai clicked his tongue as he tilted his body, using the wooden sword to block the attack while he rolled to the side in order to gain his balance. Standing up, he could see Nan Hua had already appeared in front of him. He raised his sword almost immediately.

Tak! Tak! Tak!

"Hua'er is still breathing steadily," Nan Luo commented as he watched the two of them exchange blows.

Feng Ao Si was standing at the side with sullen expression. "Try to fight Kuai."

"Yes?"

"I can't defeat him."

"Huh???" Nan Luo looked at Feng Ao Si with disbelief. He always thought that Feng Ao Si would be able to defeat Feng Ao Kuai with ease. After all, the difference in strength was so great that it would be impossible for Feng Ao Kuai to stand a chance against Feng Ao Si.

Feng Ao Si smiled bitterly when he saw Nan Luo's expression. He didn't want to admit this, but….

"It's true. Ah Kuai always managed to trick Ah Si," Nan Si Qiao added from the side.