Kara's motto was simple: if she could eat one more bite of meat, she would. She wasn't picky in the slightest.
With one turn of her head, she had Lin Youshu neatly maneuvered into it.
When Lin Youshu realized he had been maneuvered into it, he was speechless inside. But thinking that he could have a Hundred Refinements Realm sparring partner, he found it acceptable.
Kara had never received any systematic training. Her fighting style was pure wild-road technique.
After they submitted, they had readily taught her the military's Body Forging Fist and military boxing without holding back. But expecting Kara, with her wild-road style, to suddenly turn into a formally trained Great Zhou Soldier was obviously unrealistic.
Even now, whenever Lin Youshu fought her, she kept producing strange moves.
On top of that, she possessed an exceptionally strong Wild Instinct. Now, under fair conditions, once they started fighting, Lin Youshu had lost his previous equipment advantage and immediately felt the pressure.
Yet Lin Youshu wasn't angry in the slightest. This was exactly what he wanted!
The sense of urgency he had never felt while sparring with ordinary soldiers, along with the real-combat experience that constantly caught him off guard, quickly brought Lin Youshu into the zone.
Before they knew it, winter had passed and spring had arrived. Inside the North Sea Governor's Office of the Barton Empire, a burly bald man with a full golden beard and dressed in a military uniform was frowning deeply as he flipped through the report in his hands.
"Damn it! Ever since that brat Charlie took the Third Fleet out, there hasn't been a word from him for most of the winter!"
As the North Sea Governor, he commanded the North Sea Fleet, one of the four fleets of the Barton Empire. He