Chapter 1282 - 1277: Torment (Part 4)

Chapter 1282 -1277: Torment (Part 4)

Anyway, Qingluan didn’t hit hard, and Song Xiaodong could quickly heal his own injuries, so he didn’t take it seriously.

“Hmph, with your skills, if you want to beat me, you’ll have to wait a few more years.” Qingluan looked at Song Xiaodong like he was an idiot.

“Don’t be so certain, maybe I’ll suddenly break through and then I’ll be able to defeat you.”

“Is that so? Well then, until you can beat me, you don’t have to go back.” Qingluan snorted coldly, “Go get some food.”

In the following days, Song Xiaodong and Qingluan did simple and repetitive things.

Besides finding some food, Song Xiaodong would occasionally try to strike at Qingluan, using frontal attacks, sneak attacks, and so on, only for Qingluan to defeat him time and again.

And at night, Qingluan would always restrain Song Xiaodong, making him endure the same pain as her.

For Song Xiaodong, this was simply a form of high-intensity training. His Dantian True Qi’s recovery ability became stronger, and he became more effective at resisting the True Qi Qingluan left in his body every day.

Sparring with Qingluan also made his reaction speed faster and faster.

Though all this seemed quite painful, this special training was immensely beneficial for Song Xiaodong, like a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Think about it, a master like Qingluan wouldn’t normally use such methods on Song Xiaodong if she wasn’t an enemy, and if Qingluan could kill him, she would have done it as easily as crushing an ant.

So all of this was extremely rare.

“Hmph! I didn’t notice, but your progress is quite impressive.” That morning, after sending Song Xiaodong flying, Qingluan looked down at him with a slightly mocking smile.

“Cough, cough!” Song Xiaodong coughed dryly, clutching his chest, and said, “I told you, I’ll beat you someday.”

“With your rate of progress, the chances are too slim.” Qingluan still looked disdainful.

Song Xiaodong struggled to his feet and said, “Slim chances don’t mean no chances, so let’s just keep at it.”

“Today I want some meat, go quickly.” Qingluan’s expression hardened as she kicked Song Xiaodong flying again.

Song Xiaodong rubbed his butt and said, “Hey, can you stop kicking my butt next time? You’re such a rogue.” Then he dashed off into the woods before Qingluan could catch up.

Qingluan didn’t chase Song Xiaodong, and as she watched him running in just a pair of shorts, she didn’t look away.

At first, she didn’t want to see Song Xiaodong in just his shorts, but as time went on, she gradually got used to it.

She initially sought Song Xiaodong to break her Restriction, but after torturing him for a few days to no effect, even though he endured the same pain as her, he was stubbornly unyielding and never begged for mercy.

“Hmph! I refuse to believe I can’t outlast you. If you help me break it, I’ll make you suffer like me for a lifetime, and I won’t let you return to your family or restore the Dragon Gate.”

Having made up her mind, Qingluan felt somewhat more comfortable, but now her body felt itchy. She hadn’t bathed in days, and for a girl, it was a bit unbearable.

“Tonight, when that guy is asleep, I need to wash up.” Qingluan looked at the clear stream, a strong longing rising within her.

“Hey, have you missed me?” Song Xiaodong suddenly appeared in front of Qingluan.

Qingluan was startled and kicked Song Xiaodong away, shouting, “Scram!”

“Hey, why the big reaction? Damn, I just caught some frogs, now there’s no meat to eat.”

Watching the frogs hopping wildly all over the place, Qingluan frowned and said, “You want me to eat this?”