Chapter 441

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Afterwards, the servant continued, "Old Master Bai even sent over a pile of gold bricks, but they were too heavy for me to move, so I didn't bring them."

Hearing this, Yan Wang asked with a puzzled expression, "Gold bricks?" The servant hurriedly explained, "Yes, yes, yes, gold bricks!"

Yan Wang couldn't help but sigh helplessly, "This Old Master Bai is truly generous!" He waved his hand and said to the servant, "That's enough, you may leave."

Among all the gifts, this sword was Yan Wang's favorite; he loved it so much he couldn't put it down, even holding it while sleeping at night.

The next day, as soon as dawn broke, Yan Wang eagerly went to the training ground. Upon arriving, he immediately picked up the sword and began practicing.

Although he had only obtained this sword yesterday, it felt exceptionally comfortable in his hand, as if he had been using it for many years.

Moreover, Yan Wang felt every move and style could be performed to the utmost, as if there was a natural harmony between him and the sword.

If the previous sword was icing on the cake, this one felt like finding a soulmate.

Just as Yan Wang was immersed in the world of sword practice, Wei Shengsheng and Qianqian also arrived at the training ground.

Wei Shengsheng had originally woken up early, planning to braid Qianqian's hair beautifully. After hastily washing up, she impatiently headed toward Qianji Yuan.

When Wei Shengsheng arrived at Qianji Yuan, Qianqian had already woken up. Seeing Wei Shengsheng arrive, Qianqian was very happy and enthusiastically invited her to eat breakfast together. The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

During their chat, Wei Shengsheng praised Qianqian's horsemanship endlessly and curiously asked, "Qianqian, you're so skilled at riding horses; is your martial arts also very skilled?"

Qianqian smiled slightly and humbly replied, "It's passable, I suppose. My Si Ge is the truly skilled one! He is not only highly skilled in martial arts but also especially diligent and hardworking. I reckon he's already practicing at the training ground by now."

Upon hearing this, Wei Shengsheng immediately became interested and begged Qianqian to go watch Yan Wang practice. Qianqian naturally agreed, and after finishing breakfast, the two went to the training ground together.

As soon as they entered the training ground, Wei Shengsheng's gaze was attracted by a figure. Only Yan Wang was seen holding the sword Wei Shengsheng had given him yesterday, practicing with great vigor.

His movements were as natural and smooth as flowing clouds and water, every move full of power and beauty.

Wei Shengsheng couldn't help but watch in a trance, her eyes wide. She was completely captivated by Yan Wang's heroic bearing and secretly marveled in her heart.

After Yan Wang finished a set of moves, he slowly lowered his sword and stood still.

By then, Qianqian was already clapping excitedly, shouting loudly, "Si Ge is amazing!" Wei Shengsheng also came to her senses and shouted loudly, "Wang'er is amazing!"

Hearing the voices, Yan Wang felt a surge of shyness, and his cheeks instantly flushed with a faint blush. He spoke somewhat flusteredly, "Qianqian, Second Aunt, why did you suddenly come?"

It turned out that yesterday Yan Jie had started calling Yan Wang's parents Uncle and Aunt, and since the rest of the Yan Family had always regarded Yan Jie as a younger brother, everyone naturally followed Yan Jie in calling them Uncle and Aunt.

Wei Shengsheng's gaze fell on Yan Wang, excitement flashing in her eyes. She didn't hide her admiration at all, exclaiming, "Wow, such high martial arts at such a young age! This sword is truly perfect for you; if I used it myself, that would be a waste."

Hearing this, Yan Wang's blush deepened, and he said somewhat embarrassedly, "Second Aunt, you flatter me; I only know a little martial arts."

However, Wei Shengsheng seemed unwilling to let him go, saying impatiently, "Come, come, let's try our skills."

Yan Wang hurriedly waved his hands, saying, "How could that be, Second Aunt; how dare I spar with you."

But Wei Shengsheng could no longer restrain her impulse. She leaped lightly onto the training platform like a gust of wind and said with a smile, "Don't be so polite; let's both go without weapons, just exchange a few moves, stopping when we hit, how about it?"

Facing Wei Shengsheng's enthusiastic invitation, Yan Wang found it hard to refuse. He hesitated for a moment and finally nodded, saying, "Alright, since Second Aunt is so interested, I'll exchange a few moves with you."

After speaking, Yan Wang lightly tossed the sword in his hand. The sword drew an arc like a meteor and landed steadily in Qianqian's hand. Qianqian took the sword and stood obediently below the platform, holding the sword and cheering for both of them.

Wei Shengsheng stared intently at Yan Wang and shouted, "Wang'er, get ready, I'm coming!" Before her voice faded, she clenched both hands into fists and attacked Yan Wang fiercely like a sudden storm.

Yan Wang had been prepared for this. He saw him dodge nimbly and easily avoid Wei Shengsheng's heavy blow.

However, Wei Shengsheng was not discouraged. Knowing it was not easy to hit Yan Wang, she instantly increased her attack speed, her fists like dense raindrops, smashing toward Yan Wang from all directions.

Facing Wei Shengsheng's fierce offensive, Yan Wang dared not be the slightest bit careless. He focused entirely on responding and engaged in a real contest with Wei Shengsheng.

At this time, Qianqian below the platform shouted excitedly, "Si Ge, keep it up! Second Aunt, keep it up!" Her cheers were like war drums, echoing throughout the training ground, making the already exceptionally lively scene even more bustling.

On the other side, Yan Jie and Bai Yun Lan had originally planned to go find Qianqian to play, but learned that Qianqian and Wei Shengsheng had come to the training ground together. The two went to the training ground with great interest, and as soon as they stepped in, they were attracted by the wonderful sparring on the platform.

Seeing this, Bai Yun Lan immediately ran forward like a happy little bird, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Mother, keep it up! Keep it up!" Her voice was clear and loud, standing out especially among the crowd.

Yan Jie was not to be outdone; he cheered for Yan Wang one moment and encouraged Wei Shengsheng the next, busily enjoying himself.

In this intense atmosphere, the three cheerleaders below the platform shouted themselves hoarse.

However, after a long fierce battle, Wei Shengsheng on the platform began to feel exhausted. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her breathing became somewhat rapid.