Wu Chang Jie

41

You attacked with your sword too slow here. Yes, you must not hesitate when attacking. No, it's still wrong here. I've said it many times, this stance should be done by catching the wrist and pecking, loosening the wrist and storing strength. It's the wrist that drives the arm so that the force can reach the tip of the sword without lessening." Zong Zi Heng, with one hand behind his back and his sword in the other, fought with Zong Zi Xiao, his stance as straight as a pine, steadily stepping back, giving Zong Zi Xiao room to attack but not allowing him room to venture in.

Zong Zi Xiao's mood was a little agitated, and when this emotion reached his sword movements, he appeared to be in a bit of a hurry. With his moves blocked and dismantled by Zong Zi Heng, and still having to listen to verbal admonitions, he fought more and more aggressively.

The tip of Zong Zi Heng's sword picked up and the blades clashed, Zong Zi Xiao's part of the hand between the thumb and index finger became painful and he was unable to hold on to it, his sword was directly removed by this move.

The sword fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"What's wrong with you? So inattentive." Zong Zi Heng scolded.

Zong Zi Xiao gritted his teeth, hooked his sword with his toes and said indignantly, "Come again."

"Let's stop here for today." Zong Zi Heng sheathed his sword, "What can you practice with this half-heartedness?"

"I'm half-hearted?" Zong Zi Xiao gave a heavy hum, "Isn't it because I want to learn from big brother? When you get a wife, are you going to take a bunch of concubines like Father?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't married a single one yet."

"Once you marry one you will have more, yet you said you will still care about me. By then you will have a large number of concubines and grandchildren. How will you have time to care for me?"

Zong Zi Heng frowned, "It's been a few days, and you're still being difficult with me?"

Zong Zi Xiao turned his face away indignantly.

"Don't worry, I won't be like my father. I never intended to take a concubine." He had grown up watching his mother suffer. The deep palace was bitterly cold. The nights were long. If he truly treated a woman with heart, how could he bear to subject her and their child to harsh treatment? That is why he would never take a concubine.

Yet this phrase has another meaning in Zong Zi Xiao's ears. He shouted, "You haven't even met her, and you're already thinking of spending a lifetime together. Are you so eager that you want to marry her the next day?!"

"Zong Zi Xiao!" Zong Zi Heng shouted, "You're losing your sense of propriety. Who gave you permission to talk to big brother like that?"

Zong Zi Xiao said crossly, "Then punish me so that I don't get in the way of you marrying your wife."

"You ..." Zong Zi Heng said with a stern face, "You are forbidden to set foot outside your bedchamber for three days. Xiao Jiu, it is time for you to grow up." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Zong Zi Xiao's face was full of resentment. His chest was heaving violently. Suddenly, he fiercely used his sword and slashed. The sword light like a wolf running after a tiger, fiercely shot out. A distant tree that looked like two people hugging, was actually cut off at the waist!

The crown of the tree fell to the ground with a crash, and the trembling underfoot did not stop after a long time. Zong Zi Xiao gripped his own sword tightly, his eyes bursting with a ruthlessness beyond his age. That bullshit daughter. He hadn't even seen her yet, and she had already caused his big brother to rebuke him and lose his temper. What will happen if she walks through the door?