[1] Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Ch 931 - 935

Chapter 931: Rival

Having a rival was really good.        
   
Even though both Nan Luo and Feng Ao Kuai were pursuing different role in the battlefield, the two of them were seeing each other as their rival. They would never want to be left behind and continued to improve themselves.    

Even in different roles, they still moved forward and improved themselves.    

They didn't want to lose against each other.    

After all, their goal was similar: to become a great general like their grandfather. No matter which method they used, with similar goal, it meant that their end point would also be the same.    

Only the path they treaded will be different.    

And in the process, they will continue to compete and compare with each other. Doing their best so that they would not lose to the other party.    

Si Kang watched as the sun set at the distance and the gong signaled the end of the battle rang out.    

They were following rules in this battle.    

When the sun set, they would retreat and rest since it was impossible for them to fight all the time in their current condition. Within a few days, they would all break down if they continued to fight without any rest.    

And this was not a desperate battle for conquest. The two leaders from both sides didn't want to exhaust their soldiers completely, so they still gave the order to rest.    

Clang! Clang!    

"We'll continue tomorrow!" The young commander from Zhang Xu Kingdom yelled and turned around. He snorted and waved his hand, signaling his own soldiers to retreat to the back.    

Even if he still wanted to fight, he didn't want to be trapped in the enemy's lines when it was already time for retreat.    

"Young Commander Shang!"    

"Young Commander Shang!"    

Nan Luo listened to the soldiers from the other side yelling his name before he also arranged his soldiers to retreat. His body ached from the battle just now, but his blood was boiling with excitement.    

It has been a while since he met someone of the younger generation who could fight him for many rounds without losing the advantage. Aside from Nan Hua who was a little monster, there were not many people who could compare with Nan Luo.    

He reached the camp and saw Feng Ao Kuai jumped down from the rock. He grinned. "Thanks for the cover as always."    

Feng Ao Kuai nodded. "Are you alright?"    

"What can happen to me?"    

Xiao Yan silently took out a medicine salve and pushed Nan Luo to sit down before helping his Master to use it on the back. It was harder to see, so he was the one who was in charge to help Nan Luo taking care of his wounds.    

"Ouch! Ouch! Can't you slow down a bit! Nan is always gentler!"    

"I'm not her," Xiao Yan said in a deadpan expression.    

Nan Luo pursed his lips. He missed Nan Hua because Nan Hua would be the one taking care of his injuries if she was here. Naturally, she was gentler than Xiao Yan who wouldn't hold back at all.    

Feng Ao Kuai shook his head. "You just have to make sure that you're wounded less next time."        

"Yeah, I know." Nan Luo took the other salve and applied it to the other wounds on his hand. The wounds on his back was mostly just bruises from when he fell down while his shoulders and hands were filled with cuts. He also applied the medicine to his neck as it was slightly wounded.