Chapter 952: Chapter 949: Ashamed to Death!

Under the gentle moonlight, two small figures stood facing each other.

Xiao Sang lightly wiped her little hands on the hem of her skirt, bowed to Xiao Yue, and shyly said:

"Xiao...Xiao Sang... Please, sister, give me your guidance."

"Hehe, I wouldn’t dare to teach. Xiao Sang, I’m very aware of your strength."

Xiao Yue’s bright eyes blinked once, and she smiled, suddenly standing straight, her crisp voice rang out:

"Xiao Yue, Xiao Sang’s two thousand forty-fifth duel... starts!"

Swoosh!

As soon as the words fell, the tension on Xiao Sang’s face disappeared, and even her evasive gaze became brighter as both she and Xiao Yue flew out simultaneously.

Hmm!

Luo Feng’s eyebrow twitched.

To others, it seemed as if the two girls moved simultaneously, but he saw clearly that Xiao Sang had actually moved before Xiao Yue, showing that the seemingly delicate Xiao Sang wasn’t truly weak.

"Ten Thousand Butterfly Palm."

A soft shout rang out.

Xiao Yue’s right hand shook, her sleeve immediately billowed, and her small hand pressed towards Xiao Sang.

In an instant, palm shadows filled the air in front of her, showing just how fast this palm strike was.

Bang bang bang bang...

As she struck out, a low, thunderous Bone Bursting Sound erupted from Xiao Yue’s petite body, akin to a thunderclap.

This was exactly the characteristic of the Meridian Wheel Realm at the fifth level: Bone Bursting Thunder Sound.

Back then, Luo Feng had spent considerable effort to step into the fifth level of the Meridian Wheel Realm.

Facing the incoming rapid palm, Xiao Sang’s eyes suddenly widened.

In the next moment, a bright light flashed in her eyes, her skirt fluttered like a butterfly, her petite figure suddenly accelerating, passing through the dense palm shadows.

"Ten Thousand Butterfly Palm!"

With her skirt flying, Xiao Sang’s graceful figure spun half a circle in mid-air, executing the same palm technique, a palm strike with cascading palm shadows, attacking Xiao Yue.

Facing the oncoming palm shadows, Xiao Yue’s brow slightly furrowed.

She couldn’t differentiate the real from the illusory palm shadows like Xiao Sang could. Her approach was simple and straightforward — her right hand formed a fist, and she stepped forward.

"Flying Butterfly Loves the Flower!"

With a soft cry, Xiao Yue launched a punch. The soft fist force in her hand became dominatingly fierce. Her small fist seemed to have a piercing power, and the seemingly fleeting shadow-like fist was torn apart by Qi Force, revealing Xiao Sang’s figure.

Low murmurs arose around them; seeing this brief exchange, many nodded, their eyes showing admiration.

Those present were all figures of status in Big Market City, naturally not lacking in insight.

Though both had weak cultivation, practicing the same martial arts yet showcasing one tough and one soft intent realm, and both with remarkable power, showing their equal levels, was truly rare.

Moreover, the two did not rigidly respond to each other’s moves, exhibiting unpredictable changes, which was even more rare for those of such a young age with such martial arts cultivation.

Swoosh!

Faced with Xiao Yue’s fierce fist force, Xiao Sang neither retreated nor dodged. Just as she was about to be hit, an inconceivable scene occurred.

"Butterfly Flower Dance!"

With a light tap of her right toe on the ground, Xiao Sang’s speed suddenly increased, her figure flying, forming faint afterimages. Her delicate figure skimmed past Xiao Yue’s right fist, turning to strike Xiao Yue’s left shoulder with a palm.

Feeling the incoming force from behind, in a moment of crisis, Xiao Yue bit her red lip with her pearly teeth, and stomped fiercely on the ground.

Boom!

The ground shook, the hard bluestone tiles cracked, unexpectedly, Xiao Sang’s palm force shifted by a few inches as they passed each other.

"Good!"

Someone couldn’t help but cheer.

Originally, seeing two girls sparring, they were only watching with a casual mentality, but at this moment, many changed their minds.

This duel, full of twists and turns and thrilling excitement, was no less fascinating than those between the Golden Palace geniuses.

Pa!

Steadying herself, Xiao Yue patted her slightly developing chest, lightly gasping, looking at Xiao Sang with a smile:

"Xiao Sang, your movement technique has improved again."

"I... I just got lucky. Your Ten Thousand Butterfly Palm is really powerful, I wouldn’t dare to face it directly." Hearing the compliment, Xiao Sang blushed and returned to her usual delicate state.

"Let’s finish this quickly to see who can earn the young master’s reward."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Yue’s lips as she clenched her clean fist, saying, "Be careful, here I come."

Soon, the two clashed again, their graceful figures intertwining, captivating all, like elves dancing under the moonlight.

"Waner, is it you who taught them their palm techniques?"

Luo Feng looked at Yang Wanyi and asked.

Yang Wanyi shook her head: "I just gave them the secret manual and casually guided them a couple of times. The master leads the way, but cultivation depends on the individual. You should know this better than I do."

Luo Feng nodded. Both in the academy and the Golden Palace, they wouldn’t interfere much with the disciples’ training.

The same martial arts, when practiced by different people, would result in entirely different interpretations. If interference is forced, it can easily become counterproductive. This is a lesson learned from countless failures by our predecessors.

Xiao Sang and Xiao Yue have similar cultivation, and they are practicing the same martial arts, making them evenly matched for a while.

Thirty moves... Forty moves... Sixty moves...

After sixty moves, there was a sudden change.

Xiao Yue’s palm technique started losing power, while Xiao Sang struck faster and faster, mesmerizing others and causing his power to subtly increase.

Bam!

Finally, in a moment of carelessness, Xiao Yue was approached by Xiao Sang, who landed a palm strike, forcing her to take several steps back.

"Sister!"

Xiao Sang quickly rushed to Xiao Yue’s side.

Xiao Yue patted Xiao Sang’s head and said, pouting, "Your palm technique, so soft and weak, how could I get hurt."

Xiao Sang let out a sigh of relief, folding her delicate fists in front of her, with a gleam of excitement in her eyes, she carefully calculated:

"Xiao Sang, Xiao Yue duel. Xiao Yue won 872 times; Xiao Sang won 874 times; they tied 299 times! In total, 2,045 times!"

Raising her gaze, Xiao Sang smiled slightly, "Sister, I won two more times than you."

"I know! I’m not going to cheat. I’ll definitely win next time. Win two more times and we’ll be tied. Hmph!"

Xiao Yue’s face was filled with frustration. In the past, when she sparred with Xiao Sang, their victories never exceeded one time. This was the first time she had lost twice in a row.

Hearing the innocent and cheerful conversation between the two, others couldn’t help but chuckle, knowing it was just a little game between two girls.

Some, with more insight, calculated in their hearts. A duel of 2,450 times, even if fought twice a day, would take close to three years. People couldn’t help but admire the two young girls more. Their current strength was undoubtedly a result of step-by-step effort.

"Young master, it’s Xiao Sang who won."

Xiao Yue brought Xiao Sang in front of Luo Feng, and without saying a word, just looked at Luo Feng with a big smile.

Luo Feng couldn’t be unaware of her little schemes and took out a brocade pouch, handing it to Xiao Sang, "This is your reward."

This battle confirmed his suspicions, and he gained a lot.

Xiao Yue’s gaze fell on the brocade pouch with a hint of envy, which quickly vanished, pulling Xiao Sang, "Xiao Sang, quickly thank the young master."

But Xiao Sang shook her head, whispering, "Sister didn’t get a prize, so Xiao Sang doesn’t want it either."

"You... you’re going to drive me crazy!"

Xiao Yue stomped her foot hard.

Luo Feng laughed, "Xiao Sang, don’t refuse just yet, open it and take a look."

Xiao Sang bit her lip gently, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take the brocade pouch and opened it. Inside were two brand new first-grade storage rings.

"Storage rings!"

Seeing the storage rings, Xiao Sang’s eyes lit up, and Xiao Yue exclaimed in surprise.

They often saw the Golden Palace guards using storage rings, and the ability to summon and dismiss items at will made the sisters envious for a long time. They even dreamt several times of owning a storage ring themselves.

Though first-grade storage rings are not particularly expensive, to the two sisters, the price was astronomical. They could only secretly envy and never expected Luo Feng to prepare storage rings as gifts.

"Young... young master, why are there two storage rings?" Xiao Sang calmed down first and asked, puzzled.

Xiao Yue, flustered and blushing, pulled Xiao Sang aside to whisper for a moment.

Xiao Sang returned to Luo Feng, her face flushed with understanding.

"What do you think, are you satisfied with the prize?" Luo Feng asked with a smile.

Xiao Sang nodded with a blushing face, grateful, "Xiao Sang thanks the young master."

"Do you know how to use them?"

"I asked the martial artists in the mansion. They said as long as you look at the storage ring, think about storing something, and shout ’store it’, and when you want to retrieve something, just shout ’take it out’, it will work!" Xiao Yue said.

Luo Feng was taken aback, this explanation was indeed simple and straightforward.

"Young master, we won’t disturb you anymore. If you need anything, just let us know at any time, Xiao Sang and I will be over there."

"Young master, Xiao Sang will leave now."

Xiao Yue, eager to try out the storage rings, hastily said goodbye, and they ran off one after the other.

After they left, Han Xuan looked at Luo Feng with a smile and said, "Haha, I didn’t know you had this side. I thought, with all that talk about training, that I had met another training mad demon."

Luo Feng gently smiled:

"In life, some things must be done, but one should not live solely for these things. Training and having fun are not contradictory."

Hearing this, Han Xuan was stunned, pondered for a moment, then suddenly shook his head, laughing:

"It’s a good thing you’re leaving early tomorrow. If you stayed any longer, I fear I wouldn’t be able to leave Big Market City alive. Dying of shame and inferiority would be quite a unique way to go."

Upon hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Yang Wanyi’s lips, as she pondered Luo Feng’s words thoughtfully.