Nangong Wentian waved his hand, "Coming over now, I actually just want to have a good chat with young friend Lin."
"Chat?"
"Yes, a sparring session, a chat," Nangong Wentian said.
As he spoke, his expression appeared very dejected.
Just an hour ago, he had realized that his hope was gone. He had pondered for a long time, and finally calmed himself down before coming to find Lin Xiao.
"Sparring... it depends." Lin Xiao drew out the sound, "I haven't recovered yet, so I need some time. How about tomorrow, senior?"
No way?
Lin Xiao's mind raced. Now that Nangong Wentian had arrived, wouldn't the other three come to spar with him before long? Was it fun to bully juniors! Kuaishu Ge
"Young friend Lin, I know your internal energy hasn't recovered, so my sparring isn't about the battle of internal energy," Nangong Wentian shook his head. "I am not talented. Although I don't have the qualification to enter the divine realm, my internal energy cultivation has not been neglected over these decades. In terms of the thickness of internal energy, young friend Lin naturally has nothing to spar about. So, I just want to come and spar with young friend Lin on martial arts moves and the artistic conception I have comprehended over the years."
"This... it's not impossible."
Lin Xiao originally wanted to refuse, but at this moment, Nangong Wentian once again made a gesture as if he was about to kneel. He quickly changed his words.
Damn it, why are all these old men so cunning? So he could only be manipulated by them?
"Thank you, young friend, for your magnanimity."
Nangong Wentian bowed his head, a ninety-degree bow.
This made Lin Xiao quickly help him up, "Senior, please don't. If others see this, they will criticize me!"
"Young friend, this is my heartfelt gratitude," Nangong Wentian said. "Over the years, my lifelong wish, perhaps, can only be fulfilled through you."
This...
Lin Xiao looked at Nangong Wentian, who was very serious with every word. Lin Xiao could only say, "Then, let's go outside and spar."
"Good."
Nangong Wentian said, straightening up. At this moment, a hint of sharp light seemed to flicker in his eyes, and his body seemed to have grown a little taller.
The Nangong family had not been cultivating weapons over the years, but martial arts.
To be precise, it was palm techniques.
Standing in the courtyard, Lin Xiao relaxed his body, and he and Nangong Wentian faced each other.
"Watch carefully."
Nangong Wentian took a step forward.
As this step was taken, Lin Xiao's pupils trembled.
So strong!
Lin Xiao believed that he had sparred with many powerful grandmasters in the past year, like Gu Qingfeng. He had even bullied many of them.
But they were vastly different from Nangong Wentian.
Every time they attacked, Lin Xiao could perceive every detail. In the lightning-fast exchange, he could discern the opponent's moves and devise the simplest counter. His body would naturally move.
But now, it was different.
His body also moved subconsciously, but for the first time, he chose to retreat at high speed.
Because, in that split second, he couldn't find a way to receive Nangong Wentian's palm strike!
On the surface, it looked like just one palm strike, but Lin Xiao saw twelve palm strikes.