Chapter 355
But as time went on, he gradually got used to Milutin's usual teasing behavior.
Why not ten?
Milutin stuck out his tongue in boredom after seeing Wu Liang without showing any surprise or shyness.
The young master is no longer cute at all. At least the young master used to be shy like a child.
"Because we haven't reached the point where we can win people's hearts and minds."
Wu Liang gave a faint smile. If we're talking about where people's hearts are gathered, then we have to look at Ning Shuang and Qiao Ranxin.
Although Milutin has a great figure, she might still pale in comparison to a woman of Qiao Ranxin's caliber.
"What?"
This time it was Milutin's turn to be confused; she didn't quite understand what the young master was talking about.
"Let's go over the lines, or rehearse the duel between Mordred and Arthur again."
Wu Liang picked up the wooden greatsword beside him and slowly stood up.
He's been feeling a bit tired and drowsy lately, so he'll do some light exercise to help him feel better.
I didn't expect Milutin to be playing Mordred, but in terms of personality, the two are indeed somewhat similar.
"Huh? Young Master wants to spar with me? Then I'm about to get fired up."
Upon hearing that Wu Liang wanted to rehearse a duel with her, Milutin suddenly became interested.
She had actually been aware of the changes in the young master's body for a long time, and now that there was such an opportunity for a sparring match, she naturally couldn't let it pass.
Because she was originally a mercenary, she was naturally very interested in combat.
However, she has been living a peaceful life ever since she came to the Wu family, to the point that her body is almost stiff.
Now that she finally has a chance to get some exercise, she's not going to let this opportunity slip by.
However, if her opponent is the young master, she still needs to be careful not to hurt him. If she accidentally injures him, she'll be in big trouble.
"Don't you dare start fighting like a mercenary. We need to focus on the action performance, you understand?"
Wu Liang weighed the wooden sword in his hand and looked helplessly at the excited Milutin.
He had a bad feeling about this...
Chapter 83: Sparring
A wild and fierce slash came crashing down on Wu Liang.
He was forced to retreat under this relentless onslaught.
Wu Liang, holding the wooden sword in one hand, looked at Milutin, who had fallen into a frenzy, with a dark expression on his face.
Although he had a premonition that something bad would happen, he really didn't expect the other party to be so crazy.
They agreed it was just to rehearse some lines and give a casual performance, but now Milutin seems to be completely absorbed in it, like she's on drugs.
She really got into Mordred's role perfectly, huh? What's going on? Is she sacrificing family for the greater good?
Judging from Milutin's posture, he probably wants to just rip his head off and use it as a football.
"Ha!"
He raised the wooden greatsword high in both hands and brought it down in a slashing motion.
The powerful wind it generated howled, and the attack, so fast it was almost invisible to the naked eye, arrived in front of Wu Liang in the blink of an eye.
"You're trying to kill me? Even a ghost wouldn't believe you."
Wu Liang used his sword in one hand to block Milutin's attack by holding it above his head.
A crisp sound rang out, and Wu Liang stood firm in place like a straight pine tree, unwavering in the slightest.
An ordinary person would probably be sent flying before they could even see Milutin's attack.
The opponent's all-out attack was no joke, especially since it was a vertical slash while they had the upper hand.
Even if an ordinary person manages to block by chance, the immense force will crush their weapon, causing them to lose their grip.
However, Wu Liang blocked Milutin's attack with one hand and did not show any sign of frustration.
"Have you had enough fun? If you have, come and rehearse your lines with me."
Wu Liang rolled his eyes at Milutin in front of him, annoyed.
I haven't fought back at all and have been passively taking beatings for so long. This guy must have had enough fun by now.
"Young Master... when did you become so strong?"
Milutin was somewhat stunned when he saw Wu Liang effortlessly deflect her slash.
She remained frozen in the sword-wielding pose for several seconds before she came to her senses.
Slowly moving the wooden sword aside, Milutin stared at Wu Liang with a look of shock and confusion.
Although the young master had been in a passive position under her advances.
But anyone with eyes could see that the young master wasn't serious at all; he was just joking around with her.
Especially that final heavy strike, which the young master actually blocked with one hand, and he did it so easily.
Even though she had noticed some changes in the young master's body before, she never expected the changes to be so dramatic.
"Yes, since I was discharged from the hospital, I have been doing 100 sit-ups, 100 push-ups, and 100 squats every day, and I also run 10 kilometers every day."
"So I didn't go bald, but I still became stronger. You can try it if you're interested."
Wu Liang seemed to think carefully for a moment before slowly speaking.
Just give Milutin a casual answer to her questions; she won't really care about them anyway.
He couldn't possibly say that he suddenly awakened superhuman powers after being hit in the head with a shot put, and even if he told the truth, no one would believe him.
"Nobody would believe you!"
Milutin scoffed and sheathed his greatsword, relaxing his body.
She casually pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead; she had sweated a bit after that exercise.
However... Milutin glanced at Wu Liang out of the corner of his eye.
Not only did the other party not show any signs of sweating, but they didn't even pant, as if the previous duel was just a stroll.
"I really can't understand the young master anymore."
Milutin murmured, her cheeks puffed out and her brows slightly furrowed.
There has undoubtedly been a strange change in the young master; otherwise, he could not have become so abnormal.
Tsk... it's really hard to imagine what it would be like for the young master to go all out...
Although this is just speculation, it might actually happen.
If the young master gets serious, she probably wouldn't last three minutes against him. Even Yao Qing, that guy, probably wouldn't be able to...
"Have some water and rest for a bit, then we'll go over the lines again. Be careful not to mess up during tomorrow's performance."
"Remember, tomorrow on stage you must show both your admiration for me and your hatred for me."
Wu Liang dusted himself off, picked up the script from the ground, and tossed it to Milutin.
Milutin is great in every way, except when it comes to memorizing lines; he's terrible at it and sometimes misses or mispronounces words.
This was undoubtedly a huge hidden danger during the performance, and he had to give Milutin several more warnings.
If they accidentally say the wrong line or call the wrong person on stage, how embarrassing would that be? Ye Luotong would probably want to eat them alive.
"It's just a father-daughter relationship. Because King Arthur repeatedly ignored and disapproved of her, Mordred developed hatred and resentment."
"But she still respected and admired him, until she was finally killed by her father."
Milutin sat cross-legged on the floor, flipping through the script in his hands.
She's put in quite a bit of effort these past few days; it's not like she was just playing around.
Even if she occasionally forgets her lines... that's just something that can't be forced... it's because she's never memorized anything before...
"Just don't mess things up."
Wu Liang walked over to Milutin and sat down next to him, taking out the script in his hand and examining it carefully.
Tsk... I could understand the plot before... but how exactly are they going to make this final scene of Noble Phantasm clash happen?
The play ends with Arthur and Mordred unleashing their Noble Phantasm in a clash.
But stage plays aren't like movies or animations, so where are you going to get special effects done for them?
Could it be that he and Milutin just stood there posing and spouting cringeworthy lines and that was it? No way! That would be too embarrassing.
He should just shut up, at least he still wanted to save face.
It seems I'll have to discuss this issue with Qijiu and the others later.
The Noble Phantasm clash scene... please remove it if possible... it's just too awkward...
"Wu Liang! Milutin ~ We're back~~~ Come see what I brought you~!"
The sudden sound at the door pulled Wu Liang back to his senses.
Qijiu darted in through the door, pulling a handcart with several wooden crates of various sizes on it.
"Hurry up and try on the armor now. I made it to fit your body size. Let me see how it looks."
Qijiu limped over to Wu Liang's side, her face beaming with excitement.
Everything is ready, now we just need to wait quietly for tomorrow to arrive.
Chapter 84: Someone is Late
Sunday morning at 9:00 AM
The commercial city is a rather noisy place, especially on weekends when it gets even more bustling.
After a busy week, people come here with a relaxed mindset to enjoy a carefree weekend.
However, the area around the commercial center was clearly more bustling than usual today.
Especially in front of the exhibition center's plaza, there were many luxury cars parked, and large numbers of cosplayers dressed in costumes lined up in the plaza.
Some cosplayers sat on their suitcases playing cards, while others stood in place chatting and laughing.
Because almost all the cosplayers who came this time were well-known professional cosplayers in the industry, the accuracy of their character portrayals was extremely high.
Cosplayers who make a name for themselves in the industry usually have good looks and figures, so their quality is naturally beyond question.
Compared to the smaller-scale exhibitions of the past, this international comic convention can be said to be the most representative and authoritative competition in the Cosplay Circle.
It not only attracted a large number of otaku to visit, but also attracted many well-known domestic and foreign comic artists and novelists, among whom doujinshi artists accounted for more than half.
In the sweltering summer heat, this group of energetic and charming cosplayers at the Electronic Exhibition Plaza became the most eye-catching sight around the commercial city.
Especially her dazzlingly white breasts under the sunlight and her long, full, snow-white legs made it impossible to look away.
All kinds of beautiful legs are available, including black stockings, white stockings, flesh-colored stockings, fishnet stockings, lace leg rings, and more.
Standing in the center of the square and looking around, one is dazzled by the sight of so many beautiful legs.
So much so that some perverts on the street didn't know who to look at, their noses were throbbing with desire, and they were even a little dazed for a moment.
But compared to the elegant cosplayers at the eSports exhibition plaza, the milk tea shop across the street also attracted a lot of attention from passersby.
Several girls, whose looks were in no way inferior to those of the cosplayers, were sitting under the open canopy outside the store, enjoying the cool air.
Their faces were not adorned with elaborate makeup; they were simple and elegant, like jade lotuses floating in clear water.
They were wearing casual clothes, such as T-shirts with cat patterns or light-colored floral shirts, with only delicate trim on the cuffs.
The ubiquitous black mini skirts and shorts accentuate their youthful energy; though these are just ordinary clothes, they make them stand out.
Even young men with their girlfriends right next to them couldn't resist taking the opportunity to steal a glance and admire these beautiful girls.