Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 20: Master and disciple both break through to new heights, a double celebration.

In the training ground, a young man dressed in black was wielding his twin swords, slashing rapidly at the figure in front of him.

In front of him, a figure dressed in a blue-green robe held a wooden stick infused with soul power, easily parrying or deflecting his attacks. Not only that, but taking advantage of any openings in his defenses, the figure would suddenly strike his chest and wrists with the stick, causing the boy to drop his weapon multiple times and requiring him to be able to attack again only after a long while.

"Your forehand is weak, your backhand is clumsy, your footwork is loose, and your reactions are slow. Are your twin swords for cutting vegetables? Forget about killing people, at your current level, you can't even kill a chicken. Is this all you've got? Get up and attack me!"

The two people in the arena were Han Li and Qing Luan. Three months had passed since Guang Ling went into seclusion.

For the past three months, starting from the second day after Guangling went into seclusion, his followers and their families came to his door, and Han Li began his arduous cultivation journey.

His daily schedule was packed, even his sleep time was strictly regulated, which made him, who loved to sleep in, miserable. The followers of Guangling were alright, they didn't dare to force Han Li, and would occasionally give him some time off during his cultural classes to relax.

But Qingluan Douluo didn't care about all that. After noticing that Han Li especially liked to release ranged sword energy in his dual-sword state and neglected basic close combat, he chose to personally instruct him, whipping him with a small wooden stick until he was nearly killed.

"Bang!"

Han Li could no longer hold on. After being struck on the leg by Qingluan's wooden stick once more, he collapsed, panting heavily, no longer caring about the dirt on the ground.

"Alright, that's enough for today. Tonight, after your medicinal bath, have them give you a good massage so you won't be unable to get up tomorrow." Qingluan looked at the collapsed Han Li and took the initiative to end the session.

Han Li withdrew his martial spirit, wiped away the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle-Master, you're too ruthless. If you're going to fight, then fight. Why are you talking trash like Master?"

Qingluan had spent three months with him and had gotten somewhat used to his speaking style. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Didn't you teach me this? You can't even beat the teacher who taught you swordsmanship, yet you still spout nonsense. In another setting, if this person wasn't a follower of your teacher, your head would have been chopped off long ago."

Han Li chuckled and retorted, "I apologized after I finished fighting him, and even paid him a hundred gold soul coins. Didn't you see he was eager for me to continue the next day?"

"You're full of twisted logic, stop talking nonsense. You did pretty well today, lasting a minute longer than yesterday. Go wash up first, then continue your cultivation. Later, I'll take you to where your teacher is in seclusion. There was quite a commotion there yesterday, so he'll probably be out of seclusion soon." Qingluan instructed Han Li, whose face was covered in sweat from wiping away sweat.

"Okay, please send someone to let me know when it's time. I'm going to get a massage first, it hurts so much."

Han Li struggled to his feet, said goodbye, and grinned as he limped toward his room.

Qingluan looked at the brat who kept saying "I'm going to die" but never missed a training session, shook her head, and turned to leave.

"Thump"

After washing his body, Han Lichong hopped into the medicinal-smelling bath. After emerging from the water, he greedily inhaled and comfortably lay down on the edge of the pool, letting the warm water flow over his body and feeling the medicinal effects being absorbed. However, the redness and bruises still made him feel uneasy, and he let out groans that would be misunderstood if heard.

A creaking sound came from the door, then silence.

Han Li removed the towel from his face and called out without turning his head, "Alright, Sister Xiu'er, come in quickly. It's not the first time. If you keep dragging this out, I'll absorb all the medicine's effects."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiu'er's voice came from behind the screen not far away: "Little Li is wicked. I'll be there as soon as I've changed my clothes."

After lingering for a while, Xiu'er finally emerged from behind the screen, blushing as she stepped into the bath. However, she kept a distance from him, submerging her entire body in the water with only her head sticking out. She would glance at him every now and then, and when he looked over, she would immediately turn her head away.

Han Li was helpless, but he couldn't say anything. "Sister, why are you making such a fuss about taking a medicinal bath? You're still wearing other clothes, and he's still young. Although he's grown quite a bit taller after absorbing his first spirit ring and training for the past three months, he's not old enough to cause trouble yet."

Speaking of which, this change occurred a month ago. Xiu'er finally reached level ten in her cultivation. Her senior uncle, Qingluan, had someone capture a crystal bear that was over 380 years old, and Xiu'er successfully absorbed its first soul ring.

Perhaps it was because Xiu'er was already close to ten years old, and girls naturally develop faster than boys in childhood. With the blessing of the spirit ring, Xiu'er suddenly grew a lot, and her female characteristics became more obvious. In addition, she liked to chat with the maids in the manor, resulting in her blushing whenever she saw Han Li in private, except in formal occasions, and her little head was filled with unknown thoughts.

"By the way, Sister Xiuer, after the massage and my cultivation, let's go to the place where our teacher is in seclusion. He should be coming out soon."

After soaking quietly for a while, feeling that her body was no longer absorbing the medicinal effects, and seeing that she was still like a quail, Han Li got up, dried off the water, and said as he changed his clothes.

"Okay, Xiao Li, should we prepare a gift?"

When Xiuer heard about the important matter, her head finally cleared up, and she even pondered and asked.

"Ha, there's no need. Everything we have was provided by the teacher. Why bother preparing gifts? Just show up."

When Han Li heard that Xiu'er was still making arrangements according to the old aristocratic way of doing things, he smiled and replied.

"Okay, then I'll do as you say." Xiuer nodded in response.

"Alright, you can continue soaking. Just remember to keep an eye on the time, don't get dizzy."

Han Li pointed to Xiu'er, who had unknowingly stood up, and decisively fled amidst her ashamed and indignant gaze.

After receiving massage and treatment, Han Li resumed his cultivation. Although the past three months had been quite grueling, they had also helped him develop good habits. At the very least, his lazy nature had been significantly improved, and he hadn't missed a single moment of his cultivation time.

Not only that, in this exceptionally favorable cultivation environment, he felt completely at ease cultivating. More than a month ago, he broke through to level fourteen, and now he even vaguely sensed the threshold of level fifteen, with the possibility of breaking through at any moment.

This feeling intensified during his sparring session with Qingluan, and with his teacher emerging from seclusion today, he was even more eager to break through.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened. However, the mountain where the temple was located was always bright, so there was no feeling of night at all.

Instead of sending servants, Qingluan chose to come in person. Just as she was about to knock on Han Li's door, she vaguely sensed that the soul power fluctuations inside the room had intensified. She was taken aback at first, then swept her spiritual power over the room and a smile appeared on her face.

"This kid's cultivation is really fast. You and your master certainly know how to pick your timing."

Qingluan waved to stop Xiuer, who had just arrived, indicating that Han Li was breaking through and asked her to wait aside. So she stood guard outside the door.

Only after the fluctuations of soul power inside Han Li's room had stabilized did he push open the door and go inside with Xiu'er.

"Senior Uncle, I've broken through to level fifteen. It took a little longer than usual. Teacher shouldn't be out of seclusion yet, right?" Han Li opened his eyes, jumped off the bed, and asked excitedly.

"Hmm, not bad, Guangling is quite..."

Qingluan nodded in satisfaction, but before he could finish speaking, a sharp aura suddenly burst forth from the mansion not far away. Even the clouds in the sky seemed to disperse, and the light seemed to brighten a bit. He paused, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Come on, I'll take you there. Your master has just broken through to the next level."

Without waiting for their reply, Qingluan's soul power quickly enveloped Han Li and Xiu'er, and rushed towards the direction of the surging aura.

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