Chapter 503: Little Shenhe, Who Did You Learn That Spear-Kick From?! (Please Subscribe!!)

When Little Ningguang and the other two little ones returned home and found three Mistresses suddenly present, all three were in a state of mental shutdown.

"Master... Mistress, so Mistresses can multiply?"

Little Ningguang's eyes held a trace of thought, as if pondering something.

"Uh... how to put it, this is an unexpected situation."

Jiang Yan didn't know how to explain it to Little Ningguang and the other two little ones at the moment.

Fortunately, the three of Little Ningguang had strong acceptance abilities.

As long as Master is still that Master, that's enough!

When Little Ningguang and the other two little ones learned that Jiang Yan planned to take them to Inazuma for a trip, they were all overjoyed, bright colors shining in their big eyes.

Because until now, they had only stayed in Liyue and hadn't been to other countries "four three three".

Hearing the gentle Mistress with purple hair say that Inazuma was a beautiful land of cherry blossoms, Little Ningguang and the other two little ones showed expressions of anticipation in their eyes.

Most importantly, their good friend, Kamisato Ayaka, was there too!

"Master, Master, will Little Ayaka come to find us this time?"

Little Ningguang looked at Jiang Yan with expectant eyes.

"Of course."

Jiang Yan nodded with a smile.

"It was Little Ayaka who invited us to Inazuma."

"Hehe, that young lady from the Kamisato family is indeed thoughtful; if Mr. Jiang Yan goes now, he should just make it in time for the Irodori Festival in Inazuma."

Yae Miko said with a chuckle.

"Alright then, since that's the case, you three just play well here."

Jiang Yan made the decision directly.

"In two or three days, we will set off for Inazuma!"

"Good!" *3

Hearing Jiang Yan's statement, Little Ningguang and the other two little ones immediately cheered enthusiastically.

Their clownish behavior also sparked a round of laughter and joy at the scene.

To play well in Inazuma this time, Little Ningguang and the other two little ones could be said to be studying and doing homework seriously every day.

Little Beidou and Little Shenhe not only completed the Navy and Air Force homework assignments in excess every day, but even the physical training Jiang Yan gave them, they would practice for much longer.

The two little ones thought very simply.

Only by finishing the tasks assigned by Master and the instructor first could they play happily in Inazuma.

This led to the two little ones returning home exhausted in body and mind every day.

They didn't even eat a few bites of food before their little heads started nodding at the dinner table.

It made Jiang Yan's heart ache terribly.

After all, he was famous for doting on children.

But even though Jiang Yan felt heartache, he still did not stop the two little ones from doing this.

This was their choice; even if they wanted to give up, it shouldn't be Master Jiang Yan who brought it up.

One's own choices must be carried through, even with tears in one's eyes!

However, the effect of this intensity of training was significant.

Little Beidou and Little Shenhe's strength could be said to have improved visibly to the naked eye.

The most obvious was that Little Beidou could now use a claymore.

It just looked a bit strange.

Looking at Little Beidou, who was about one meter tall, yet wielding a nearly two-meter claymore!

She even swung it with great momentum.

Watching Little Beidou excitedly holding the claymore at the doorway, staring at the weeds at her own doorstep, Jiang Yan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Never mind, after all, there was significant progress.

And Little Shenhe over there looked much more proper.

Compared to the heaviness of the Edge when Little Beidou swung the heavy sword, Little Shenhe focused on a style of lightness and ethereal grace.

There was a faint sense of immortality.

Especially that spear-kick; when dancing with the long spear, she lifted her foot to kick the spear up, spinning it round and round...

Wait!

Little Shenhe, who did you learn that spear-kick from?!

Jiang Yan's eyes widened.

The more he watched this spear-kick technique, the more familiar it became!

Morax!

Isn't this exactly the technique you use when performing fancy spear moves?!

You have so many spear techniques to teach, yet you had to teach a spear-kick?

Jiang Yan was so angry his teeth itched.

Morax was skilled in martial arts, especially in the use of the spear.

As the Archon of Liyue, a nation of spears, in every aspect of spear techniques, no one could surpass him.

Although Jiang Yan had some understanding of Spear Technique.

He still did not understand it as thoroughly as Morax.

So, Jiang Yan handed over Shenhe, who was learning Spear Technique, to Morax to study for a while.

BeiDou was handed over to Ruotuo; that guy loves using a two-handed sword in human form, so letting him teach BeiDou was perfect.

Little Ningguang, meanwhile, studied under Lady Guizhong, for Lady Guizhong offered excellent guidance in both wisdom and the use of magical artifacts.

Yes, Morax, Ruotuo Long Wang, the Geo Archon.

These three were all the martial arts instructors Jiang Yan had found for the three little ones—Ningguang, BeiDou, and Shenhe.

But because there was too much to learn,

Jiang Yan could only send Ningguang, BeiDou, and Shenhe to those three for one day each week.

They would spend the entire day learning techniques, then spend the rest of the week practicing and refining them.

This allowed them to build solid foundations without worrying about neglecting other matters.

A two-fold benefit.

But now,

Jiang Yan watched Little Shenhe deliver a kick with a spear—exactly like Morax's—and then spun the spear, whipping up a gust of wind.

He immediately grimaced.

What a fine little Shenhe he had, how he'd once hoped she'd one day master the art of tiptoeing.

Now, she'd turned into a kicker.

Jiang Yan even felt a sudden urge to beat Morax senseless.

But after thinking it over, he decided against it.

After all, these three he'd taken were free labor—1.7 free.

They were willing to teach; what more could he ask for?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan sighed with quiet sorrow.

Fine, let it be this way.