Chapter 1285 -1278: Flogging_3
Once the fish was on the grill, with plenty of seasoning this time, the aroma quickly wafted through the air. Qingluan sniffed the fragrance, her appetite immediately whetted.
However, to show she was tormenting Song Xiaodong, after he had finished grilling the fish, she walked over, glared at him, and said, âMove aside, Iâm taking all of these.â
âCome on, can you eat all that by yourself?â Song Xiaodong rolled his eyes.
âIf I canât finish, I can just throw them away.â Qingluan said as she sat down, directly picking up a grilled fish to eat.
Song Xiaodong reached out to grab one, but Qingluan chopped at him with her hand.
Song Xiaodong quickly withdrew his hand, then lightning-fast reached for another fish. But Qingluan was even quicker. No matter how he changed his moves, he couldnât snatch even one fish.
Even while eating, the two turned it into a spar, something utterly unique indeed.
âDamn, I refuse to believe I canât even grab one fish.â Song Xiaodong glared, determined, with each move quicker than the last.
Qingluan maintained a relaxed expression, with graceful poise, easily blocking all of Song Xiaodongâs attempts with just one hand, saying, âFeel free to try.â
Qingluan didnât attack Song Xiaodong, finding more delight in preventing him from grabbing a fish, elegantly blocking with one hand and eating with the other.
Until Qingluan brought the last fish to her mouth, but didnât take a bite, having had her fill, she waved the grilled fish in her hand, asking, âDo you want to eat?â
Song Xiaodong stopped attacking, rolled his eyes, and said, âI donât.â
âReally donât want?â Qingluan squinted her eyes into a crescent shape, a broad smile spreading on her face, smiling like this for the first time.
Song Xiaodong couldnât help but be momentarily dazed, quickly saying, âI said I donât want to, and I mean it, a man stands by his word.â
âAlright, I was going to save it for you, but since you donât want it, Iâll throw it away.â Saying so, Qingluan flicked her wrist, and the grilled fish flew into the creek with a swoosh.
Song Xiaodong got up to grab it, but was already a step too late. Qingluan giggled, saying, âDidnât you say you didnât want it? Why did you try to grab it? Doesnât seem like a man of his word.â
Song Xiaodong rolled his eyes, saying, âI was worried about you polluting the creek, alright? We still need to drink from that water.â
Seeing Song Xiaodongâs insincere demeanor, Qingluan laughed even more joyfully.
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Song Xiaodong glared at Qingluan, saying frustratedly, âDamn, arenât you shameless? Youâre full, and you wonât let me eat.â
Qingluan stopped laughing, then raised her chin, saying, âYouâre right, tormenting you is my pleasure, enjoy it slowly.â
Song Xiaodong gritted his teeth, suddenly striking at Qingluan with a palm.
The two once again engaged in a fight, but as usual, Song Xiaodong was quickly knocked to the ground.
However, after about a week of special training, Song Xiaodong wasnât as helpless as before where he couldnât withstand even three moves. Now, most of the time, he could hold up against five or six moves.
And the improvement of Song Xiaodongâs True Qi showed remarkable results. He even felt his True Qi was approaching the Great Perfection as described in Lin Fengâs booklet.
In the following days, Song Xiaodong tried various methods to catch wild game for Qingluan to eat. Almost every time, Qingluan refused to let Song Xiaodong eat with her, leading to a scuffle over food.
Each time Song Xiaodong failed to grab some food, Qingluan would be particularly delighted. At such moments, she seemed more like a mischievous young girl than an adversary.
Except for evenings, Qingluan wouldnât torment Song Xiaodong because he would always find opportunities to strike at Qingluan, at which point she would just give him a thrashing.
But come midnight, Qingluan would again actively torment Song Xiaodong.
During the day, Song Xiaodong practiced moves and reaction speed with Qingluan, while at night, he practiced True Qi, leaving no time for rest.
His skills were improving at an increasingly rapid pace.
On the twelfth day in the valley, after Qingluan once again blocked Song Xiaodongâs True Qi, she increased the True Qi input into him because she felt that the previous amount was no longer sufficient to torment him for as long.
Once again subdued by Qingluanâs True Qi, Song Xiaodong resisted as usual, resisting the pain caused by the True Qi.
But today, he felt his True Qi recovering faster than usual, and the new True Qi was purer than before.
These days, Song Xiaodong had continually resisted, enduring the passage of time, but today, he suddenly had the idea to tame Qingluanâs True Qi.
Mobilizing the newly generated True Qi, ignoring his own pain, using the method of distraction in perception ability, he focused most of his attention to attacking Qingluanâs True Qi time and again. Although each time it quickly dissipated, Song Xiaodong was undeterred; the new True Qi generated endlessly, wave after wave.
The Dantian was like a little sun, or a full-speed engine, spinning faster and faster.
âCrack!â For some unknown reason, there seemed to be a crisp sound coming from the Dantian. Of course, this sound was only in Song Xiaodongâs consciousness, it wasnât an actual sound.