"How many moves do you think it'll take Niannian to make Aotian get serious?"
Lin Dong led Li Wanyu over to sit at the side, leaving the training ground to Liu Nian and Long Aotian.
"One!"
Li Wanyu smiled faintly. She seemed to have a lot of confidence in Liu Nian. Lin Dong nodded; he thought so too.
Long Aotian stood in the middle of the training ground and took a simple defensive stance.
Liu Nian took a deep breath, suppressing her excitement as her eyes gradually turned cold.
Here I come, Sandbag Tian!
Liu Nian stepped forward, her figure flashing like lightning as she appeared before Long Aotian in an instant and swiftly delivered a precise high kick.
It struck straight at Long Aotian's vulnerable midsection.
Long Aotian was horrified. Holy crap, little ancestor, who starts a fight by kicking there? And that kick looks like it'll hurt!
He hurriedly bent forward and lowered both hands to block, trying to stop Liu Nian's attack.
At that moment, the three people watching smiled faintly.
Who could have guessed that Liu Nian's attack was just a feint? The leg she had kicked out immediately changed direction, swiftly landing to serve as a new pivot. Then she twisted around and launched a whirlwind kick.
"You fell for it, rookie."
As Liu Nian's words fell, her little foot slammed into Long Aotian's face.
Caught completely off guard, he was kicked to the ground.
Long Aotian touched his face, where a clear footprint had been left, and stared blankly. It didn't hurt that much, but his face really did sting. He'd been slapped hard.
Because of the difference in their heights, it was difficult for Liu Nian to hit Long Aotian with a normal attack. So she'd used a direct thrust at his vitals