Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 268 - 266: Young Master Deciphers the Moves_1

Chapter 268 Chapter 266: Young Master Deciphers the Moves_1

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Wang Meng followed the instructions and started practicing the moves one by one.

When he reached the last move, he vented his anger, striking the tree trunk with his fist.

“Crack.”

The white birch tree trunk, as thick as a bowl, cracked from bottom to top, revealing a fissure in its bark.

“Brother Meng, watch my moves, and use them to counter He Yao’s attacks tomorrow.”

Su Qingluo watched Wang Meng demonstrate the moves from beginning to end and immediately came up with a countermeasure.

“Mmm, alright.”

Wang Meng’s eyes widened with excitement.

Su Qingluo rotated her right wrist, her slender and supple body gracefully light and agile, each move clearly distinguishable.

“Did you see it clearly?”

Upon finishing the last move, she looked into Wang Meng’s eyes with a calm and steady gaze.

“I saw it clearly.”

Wang Meng stared with wide eyes, not missing a single move.

Su Qingluo nodded in satisfaction, “Show me once.”

“Alright.”

Wang Meng took a deep breath and, following her moves, began to practice earnestly.

“Raise your right arm higher, put more force in your left leg, rotate quickly, don’t give your opponent any opportunity to strike.”

Su Qingluo skimmed through the moves, occasionally giving pointers.

Wang Meng bottled up his frustrations, with the sole focus of challenging He Yao again, heeding her instructions, and strived for perfect accuracy in every movement.

“Do it again.”

Su Qingluo didn’t give him any chance to stray from the task, her delicate face filled with seriousness. freewebnoveℓ.com

“Alright.”

Accustomed to obeying his little master, Wang Meng finished one round, then immediately began again, without any hesitation.

Two days later, after mastering the new moves, Wang Meng eagerly went to the royal residence.

Upon seeing He Yao, he started fighting without any further ado.

He Yao was clearly aware of the changes in Wang Meng’s moves, every move suppressing his attack, making him feel like someone had seen through him and fell into a trap.

After exchanging more than a hundred moves, Wang Meng remembered Su Qingluo’s teachings, and deliberately exposed a flaw in the same moves he’d lost to before, luring He Yao to attack.

He Yao had been suppressed throughout the fight and saw the rare opportunity to catch a break. Without hesitation, he used the same moves as last time.

Wang Meng’s mouth revealed a triumphant smile. Just as He Yao was about to kick him, Wang Meng spun around and countered with a kick, sending He Yao out of the ring.

“Well done!”

The onlookers applauded loudly. He Yao’s old face turned red with shame, and amidst the astonished gazes, he awkwardly climbed up.

“Little brother, it’s impressive that you came up with a countermeasure in just two days.”

Lin Jinyu strode into the arena with an imposing presence and performed a graceful starting move, “Allow me to learn a few moves from you.”

“Alright.”

Wang Meng’s blood boiled with enthusiasm, eager for the challenge.

Despite Wang Meng’s Innate Divine Strength and Su Qingluo’s careful guidance, he still failed to withstand more than twenty moves against Lin Jinyu and suffered defeat.

Not willing to admit defeat, Wang Meng dusted himself off and ran off with a puff of smoke.

Upon returning home, he immediately pestered his young master, Su Qingluo, to teach him how to counter the moves.

Just from Wang Meng’s demonstration, Su Qingluo could see the exquisite nature of the Lin Clan’s unique martial art.

She reviewed all the moves in her mind and instantly came up with a response strategy.

She demonstrated each move to Wang Meng, making sure he memorized and mastered them.

Wang Meng practiced non-stop for three days, and when he felt ready, he went back to the royal residence to challenge Lin Jinyu again.

This time, he managed to hold out for thirty moves.

After thirty moves, Lin Jinyu’s attack speed increased noticeably, his figure becoming elusive, leaving only lingering shadows in the arena.

Wang Meng became dizzy from the flurry of movements and, unsurprisingly, lost.

Still unwilling to admit defeat, Wang Meng relied on the support of his little master, patted his chest, and promised to return in three days.