flstandardbreds Chapter 115 Determination
Chapter 115 Determination
The two exchanged blows, striking each other with their palms, neither giving an inch.
During their exchange, Nangong Ming could sense the anger and ruthlessness in her moves. He focused intently on dealing with her fierce attacks, not daring to relax for a moment.
Both men gathered their strength and struck each other with such force that they were both thrown back.
After being shaken off, Long Chuqing quickly turned around, leaped forward, and kicked him in the stomach.
Nangong Ming was kicked a distance away, then did a backflip and stood up.
After standing still, Nangong Ming was slightly out of breath. He put his right hand behind his back and shook it, his brows slightly furrowed.
He couldn't help but marvel inwardly at how powerful this woman was; her palm strike had left his hand numb and painful.
His stomach was also kicked and was in pain. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief to relieve the discomfort, but pretended to be nonchalant.
He murmured, "He's really ruthless and vicious; no wonder he chose this opponent."
Long Chuqing stood firmly, her posture straight in the cold wind.
She narrowed her eyes and gave the man opposite her a cold glance.
She was furious. It was such a cold day, and she had just gone to bed, her blankets were warm and cozy!
This guy doesn't stay home and sleep properly; instead, he comes to cause trouble in the middle of the night and disturbs her sweet dreams. It's simply outrageous.
Thinking of this, she clenched her fists. She had to teach this guy a lesson. If she let him go easily this time, she believed he would dare to disturb her sleep again next time.
Long Chuqing took the initiative to attack, her slender and supple figure leaping up like an arrow released from a bow, then rushing towards the man by stepping on the rooftop.
Seeing her approach so quickly, Nangong Ming knew she was serious, and his face immediately turned serious as he met her head-on.
The two exchanged blows for dozens of rounds, with Long Chuqing remaining unharmed, while the man was punched several times and showed signs of being forced to retreat.
"Who goes there...?" A sharp shout came from afar.
Because they were sparring on the rooftop of an uninhabited house next to Qiushui Pavilion, and were also blocked by the pavilion's upper floors, the guards did not notice them immediately.
They rushed over after noticing the commotion.
Nangong Ming glanced at the crowd rushing towards him with torches in the distance. With their superior numbers, he realized that it was not advisable to continue the fight tonight.
Fortunately, he had just had a good fight, and he planned to slip away.
He looked at Long Chuqing and said with a smile, "Until we meet again. I'll ask you for advice next time."
After saying that, he turned around and leaped into the air in the opposite direction. Long Chuqing kicked up a piece of tile and attacked him.
Seeing something hurtling towards him, Nangong Ming threw a hidden weapon, shattering the incoming tile, and then disappeared into the night.
By the time everyone arrived at Long Chuqing's side, the man had already escaped.
When Qingsong arrived and saw her, he asked, "Miss Long... are you alright?" He was the one leading the night watch, and he rushed over as soon as he discovered the situation.
Long Chuqing stood in the night, the wind blowing her clothes and long hair as she looked in the direction the man in black had left.
After hearing Qingsong's words, he turned around and replied, "I'm fine."
Xiao Han had previously said he would send secret guards to Qiushui Pavilion for night watch, but she sternly refused.
She felt that if someone was watching her from the shadows, she would always have the feeling of being monitored. Besides, she didn't need protection; she could usually handle things on her own. It wouldn't be convenient if someone tried to sneak out.
Xiao Han then came up to her and asked her about the situation.
“He wasn’t an assassin, he was just bored and looking for trouble.” Long Chuqing explained to Xiao Han, “He just wanted to spar with me and disturb my sleep, so I punched him a few times.”
Xiao Han took her hand and checked it. She wasn't injured, but her knuckles were slightly red and her hand was very cold.
"I'm glad you're alright. It's windy here, and you're not dressed warmly enough. Go downstairs first!"
"Wait a minute..." Long Chuqing walked to the spot where the man had hit the tile and asked a guard for a torch.
After searching the roof for a while, she finally found the hidden weapon in the gap between the tiles. She picked it up and took a look, only to find that it was not a hidden weapon at all, but just a piece of silver.
After returning the torch to the guard, she went back to Xiao Han and showed him the silver in her hand: "Let's go, go downstairs."
After coming down from the roof, Long Chuqing felt there was no danger, so she sent Xiao Han and the others back.
Xiao Han said he wanted to leave the guards behind, but she refused again.
Seeing that Xiao Han still looked worried, Long Chuqing said helplessly, "How about this? Next time I find thieves coming, I'll shout for you to come. Is that alright?"
Xiao Han couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he had to let everyone leave. "Then remember to call for help next time. Don't fight alone. If you encounter someone who uses dirty tricks, it will be hard to defend against them."
"Okay, okay... I remember, you should go back to sleep now!" Long Chuqing said as she pushed him out.
After Xiao Han returned, Long Chuqing lay back down on the bed.
"This is so boring," Feng Yu said sullenly. "They're fighting bare-handed, and I didn't even get a chance to participate."
Fei Feng didn't even want to complain about her anymore: "Feng Yu... I feel like you've changed a lot since you came out this time. It seems like you really like fighting. You weren't like this before."
"Hmph... what do you know?" Feng Yu snorted coldly and said, "Try being trapped in the Void Realm by yourself for two months. Although it's very comfortable inside, it gets boring after a while. There's no one to talk to, and I've read through all the novels you collected."
"It's alright, you're out now!" Long Chuqing comforted her. "I'll take you out for a stroll another day."
"That's pretty much it."
After returning to his room, Nangong Ming removed his mask and took off his night clothes.
He rubbed the spot where he had been punched, frowned, and said with a mournful expression, "That woman really went all out. I'm sure I'll be covered in bruises tomorrow, ouch..."
He found some bruise-reducing ointment in the drawer and applied it to himself. There were also places on his back where he had been punched, but he couldn't reach them.
I was thinking of asking Liu Yu for help, but then I thought better of it. If he found out I got beaten up, I'd lose face! He might even secretly laugh at me.
After applying the ointment and taking the medicine to disperse the bruises, he went to bed, secretly thinking that he would definitely not hold back against her next time they sparred.
The next morning, Nangong Ming got up early and practiced his sword alone in the courtyard before the sun had risen.
When Liu Yu arrived in the courtyard, he saw that the young master was actually practicing swordsmanship. He was puzzled and couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with him today. Why was he up so early and practicing swordsmanship?
He glanced eastward, but the sun hadn't risen yet! It couldn't exactly be said that the sun rose in the west!
Normally, the young master would still be sleeping at this time! He wouldn't get up until the sun was high in the sky. He scratched his head, really unable to understand it.