Collapse Iron: The Five Heroes of the Clouds Won't Let Me Go

"Swing your sword! Your right hand is weak! What's wrong with you?"

"Did you exhaust your energy after just one day of playing around? You still need 500 more times!"

Jingyuan brandished the wooden sword, repeating this monotonous training day after day.

But Jing Yuan knew that her strength was increasing!

She could now reach the high branches with a single leap, and easily scale the thick walls.

His body was becoming lighter and his strength was increasing, which was proof of Jing Yuan's hard work.

Jingliu stood by with his hands behind his back, urging him on, his heart filled with both sternness and satisfaction.

Jing Yuan's growth is evident to all. She is already much stronger than the Cloud Knights of her generation. Even when she is unarmed, her martial prowess is formidable.

Under the eaves, Yao Feng lay leisurely in a rocking chair, with fruits and melons beside him.

"Kyoryu, why haven't you taught Jingyuan sword techniques yet? Aside from simply swinging her sword, she probably can't even aim properly when stabbing someone."

"Jingyuan's talent is average, so he needs to work harder on his foundation. When he learns sword techniques in the future, he will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort."

That will take quite a while.

"It's alright. Even if it takes five or six years, it's better than being torn apart by the claws of the rich on the battlefield."

Upon hearing this, Jing Liu exuded a murderous aura, which sent a chill down Jing Yuan's spine during training.

Yao Feng casually tossed away a fruit pit and wiped his mouth.

"Teaching like this is too slow! I have a method that can train both body and swordsmanship!"

Jing Yuan was tempted; she was utterly fed up with this tedious sword-wielding.

Jingliu saw through Jingyuan's little scheme and sighed inwardly.

"What? Are you curious about our master's training methods?"

Jing Yuan didn't say anything; if she dared to speak out directly, she'd probably be chopped into mincemeat.

But her eyes were deliberately darting left and right, as if she couldn't concentrate because of Yao Feng's words.

"If you want to try, I won't stop you."

As soon as Jing Liu finished speaking, Jing Yuan immediately declared, "Master! I want to experience the training methods that Grandmaster taught you!"

Jing Yuan looked at Yao Feng, who smiled and gave her a thumbs-up. (Approval)

[My grandmaster is such a cheerful person, and he's good to me too. He must be much gentler than my cold and aloof master.]

Jingyuan was making his own calculations, while Jingliu smiled.

"Then let's rest for an incense stick's time. Today's training is over."

Jing Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, put down the iron sword, and rubbed his sore arm.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn flies by, and now it's Jingliu's turn to lie on the rocking chair and leisurely enjoy the fruits.

Yao Feng looked at Jing Yuan, who was now standing upright, and sighed:

"Good grand-disciple, your attitude is much better than your master and uncles. They were extremely disrespectful to me, their master, back then!"

"As a reward, I will reduce some of my training time."

"There's no need for that! I yearn to train and become stronger! Please, Master, don't be too lenient with me!"

Yao Feng's eyes widened, and two streams of hot tears flowed from her eyes:

"Good! Good! Good! Jingliu, look at Jingyuan, why didn't you have this awareness back then?"

Jingliu remained silent, closing his eyes to meditate.

Yao Feng placed a candle in the incense burner and lit it.

"We were only going to use half a stick, but since you're so determined, Jingyuan, let's use the whole one!"

Jingyuan was dumbfounded. Candles? Why would he take out candles?

Before she could figure out the answer, Yao Feng's entire aura changed! It was a murderous intent forged in a bloody battle!

"Pick up your sword! I'll hunt you down until this candle burns out! You either run or fight back! Only those who survive will have dinner!"

Jing Yuan was completely stunned. Yao Feng, seemingly afraid that Jing Yuan wouldn't believe her, even cleaved the artificial hill in the backyard in two with a single sword strike! A huge sword mark was revealed!

She's serious!

"Ten seconds to escape, ten, nine, eight..."

Without saying a word, Jing Yuan leaped over the wall and left the courtyard like a rabbit, without even turning his head back!

"Hehehe! My good grand-disciple! Grandmaster has arrived!"

Jingliu found Jingyuan's screams so pleasant to hear, as she had been through the same thing.

At this moment, Jing Yuan just wanted to beat up his past self from a moment ago and then pour out all the water that had been poured into his brain!

"call out!!"

A sword aura grazed past his ear, severing a lock of Jing Yuan's white hair!

"Hehehe, where is Xiao Jingyuan running off to?"

"Ugh!!! Can we reconcile?!"

......

Jingliu and Yaofeng knelt side by side on the floor, both women with large bumps on their heads.

Cheng Xiao crossed his arms and looked at them with a serious expression.

"Are you kidding me! Is this how you train your apprentices?"

Jingyuan, standing to the side, was crying uncontrollably. He was covered in dust and bruises, looking utterly disheveled and clearly terrified.

"Waaaah... Uncle-Master!"

Jingyuan threw himself into Chengxiao's arms, and Chengxiao gently patted his back to comfort him while healing him.

Yao Feng tried to defend herself: "It was Jing Yuan who requested it, so don't blame me! I even wanted to shorten the time, but she wouldn't allow it!"

Cheng Xiao: "Don't you know what kind of training methods you use?! How long has Jing Yuan been training? Can she even handle it?"

"And there's the Mirror Flow! You knew that perfectly well, why didn't you warn me?"

Jing Liu: "Jing Yuan is an ambitious but cunning girl. I'm just giving her a little punishment to teach her a lesson!"

Cheng Xiao: "Then why didn't you come along? You know Master's sword won't show mercy! If something really happens to Jing Yuan, what will you do? Are you going to rely on me?!"

Jingliu was scolded and dared not speak. She knew she was wrong, but Chengxiao was also very scary when he was angry.

Cheng Xiao is known for his good temper and gets along well anywhere. He is also extremely tolerant of Jing Liu. It seems that he has really angered him today.

Jing Yuan, who was buried in Cheng Xiao's arms, thought it was none of her business, but Cheng Xiao also lifted her up.

"And you! Why can't you just train properly? Why do you have to cause trouble? You're only suffering now because I'm here, but what if I'm not here one day?!"

The three women were all deflated by Cheng Xiao's reprimand, their heads drooping and their spirits low.

"You all need to reflect on your actions! I'm going to cook!"

Cheng Xiao left those words and went into the kitchen. The door closed, and the three women could no longer see Cheng Xiao.

The living room fell silent at first, then Jingyuan spoke first:

"I'm sorry, Master and Grandmaster. I shouldn't have been lazy. I will definitely train hard from now on."

Jingliu sighed: "I also made mistakes. I shouldn't have let your grandmaster act recklessly."

Yao Feng put on a grumpy face and said, "Why are you looking at me? Oh, I was wrong. So what? Cheng Xiao isn't going to stop feeding me, is he? If he does, I'll make a scene."

The three women exchanged a smile, considering today a pleasant moment in their long lives.