After finishing every last bit of food in their bowls, Zhou Ping glanced at the time and slowly said:
"It's about time to begin the afternoon training."
"Sword Saint, what's the afternoon training going to be? It can't be watching movies again, right..." Baili Pangpang couldn't help asking.
"No." Zhou Ping shook his head. "This afternoon will be practical combat training."
At the words "practical combat training," everyone's eyes immediately lit up.
It was here!
The long-awaited chance to learn how to fight from the Sword Saint had finally arrived!
So far, this comprehensive education had been far too different from what they had imagined. Spending an entire morning reading novels had left Lin Qiye and the others rather depressed. Now that they had finally reached the combat portion, everyone perked up.
"Sword Saint, how exactly are we doing this practical combat training?" Lin Qiye asked.
Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment. "I'm not very familiar with you yet, so today, we'll start with one-on-one sparring."
One-on-one sparring?
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances.
"Sword Saint, the highest realm among us is only the 'Sea' realm, while you're a Human Apex... How are we supposed to fight?"
"Don't worry, I won't use my full strength." Zhou Ping spoke calmly. "Only by fighting you myself can I find out where your problems lie."
Cao Yuan nodded and rose from his little stool. "Then shall we begin now?"
"No. Before training begins, there's one very important thing we need to do." Zhou Ping's gaze swept over the baffled crowd as he enunciated each word:
"Wash the dishes."
Ten minutes later.
Zhou Ping emerged from the kitchen, a few drops of water staining his black shirt. He lowered his rolled-up sleeves and walked straight back into the open space.
Lin Qiye