After fighting for about a quarter of an hour, Shen Fei began to feel soreness in his arms. Although the wooden sword was not heavy, every time it collided with Duan Jian's body or arm, the shock force was considerable.
It was the same with Xiao Ning'er. Her wooden spear stabbed Duan Jian once in the shoulder. The gun barrel was bounced back by the shock, and her hand holding the gun was numb. Duan Jian was still the same, breathing steadily and walking unruffled.
After fighting for a while, Shen Fei and Xiao Ning'er changed their style of play. Xiao Ning'er used his gun from the front to force Duan Jian to move, and Shen Fei went around to the side to look for opportunities.
Xiao Ning'er stabbed three times in a row, each shot faster than the last. Duan Jian moved left and right to hide, and his footsteps were forced to take half a step back. Shen Fei seized the gap, rushed up from the side, and stabbed Duan Jian directly under the ribs with the wooden sword.
Duan Jian didn't look back. He pressed down with his right hand and slapped his palm on the spine of the wooden sword, causing the sword to deflect.
Shen Fei flipped his wrist, changed the angle of the wooden sword and stabbed again. Duan Jian's palm came again, this time he directly held the front end of the wooden sword and moved it to the side.
Shen Fei was staggered forward by the force. Duan Jian raised his knee and pressed it against the side of his thigh. The force was not heavy, but it was enough to make Shen Fei lose his balance and take two steps to the side.
Seeing Shen Fei being forced back, Xiao Ning'er immediately pressed forward from the front and stabbed with a wooden spear, trying to draw Duan Jian's attention back.
Duan Jian turned around to deal with her, raised his hand to support the gun barrel with his arm, grabbed the middle part of the gun barrel with his other hand, and pulled it toward him.
Xiao Ning'er was pulled forward, she simply let go of the gun, turned sideways and bumped into Duan Jian's chest with her shoulder. Duan Jian did not hide, but took the collision forcefully, without shaking her body.
Xiao Ning'er himself was bounced away by the force of the shock, and took two steps back before he could stand firm.
The two took a few breaths and pressed forward again. This kind of sparring was very tiring, and Duan Jian's physical strength was too high. Every attack they made was like hitting Stone, and they themselves had to bear the repercussions.
But this is what Shen Fei wants. Now his Spiritual Power, laws, and Demon Spirit are all up, but his physical strength has never been able to keep up.
Sparring with Duan Jian can force him to use his body to the limit. Every time he blocks, dodges, or exerts force, he is polishing his muscles and bones.
After fighting for about an hour, both of them were sweating. Shen Fei's wooden sword became heavier as he swung it, and Xiao Ning'er's wooden gun was not as stable as it was at the beginning. Duan Jian still wasn't panting much, but there was a little sweat on his forehead.
After a while, Shen Fei and Xiao Ning'er looked at each other and attacked at the same time.
Xiao Ning'er stabbed the gun from the front, and the tip of the gun went straight to Duan Jian's chest. The gun was shot with all his strength. Duan Jian raised his hand and stretched his left arm horizontally to block the barrel of the gun.
Just as he raised his hand to guard Xiao Ning'er, Shen Fei rushed forward from the side and struck Duan Jian's shoulder and back with his wooden sword.
Duan Jian's right fist came out almost at the same time.
That punch was nothing fancy, just a straight punch from the front, hitting Shen Fei's chest. Shen Fei saw the punch coming and made a blocking movement with the wooden sword lying in front of him.
But his fist hit the wooden sword, and the wooden sword was shaken off on the spot. The fist did not stop, and hit him on the chest through the wooden sword that had been released.
Shen Fei was knocked backwards by the force. His feet left the ground and flew back four or five steps. His back fell on the dirt ground of Martial Arts Arena, and he slid another half a foot before stopping.
He was lying on the ground, his chest felt tight, and his breathing stopped for a beat. Duan Jian's punch was not strong enough to be a real punch, but even so, the force still prevented him from recovering for a long time.
He sat up with his support on the ground, rubbed his chest, and sighed in his heart: It is indeed the body of Legendary Peak. With a body like Duan Jian, he can make countless mistakes, but he can't make one mistake. As long as he fails to guard against it once, that's what he is like now.
Xiao Ning'er ran over and took a look at him. Seeing that he was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. Duan Jian also came over and looked down at him. "Are you okay?"
Shen Fei waved his hand, stood up, and picked up the wooden sword. "It's okay, continue."
They fought like this for more than an hour, with two breaks in the middle, each lasting less than half a quarter of an hour. Shen Fei and Xiao Ning'er took turns, sometimes attacking together, sometimes holding back one after the other.
Duan Jian never used all his strength, but even so, the two of them were still beaten back.
Shen Fei's wooden sword was thrown away three times, and Xiao Ning'er's wooden gun was knocked away twice. Every time they fell or were knocked back, they got up and continued.
After two hours, Shen Fei and Xiao Ning'er finally couldn't hold on any longer.
The two of them were sitting on a stone bench on the sidelines, with their backs leaning against wooden posts, their chests rising and falling heavily, most of their clothes wet, and their hair sticking to their foreheads.
Shen Fei put the wooden sword by his feet and put his hands on his knees, his fingers still trembling slightly. Xiao Ning'er leaned the wooden gun next to the stone bench, supported his knees with both hands, lowered his head and panted.
Duan Jian stood in the center of Martial Arts Arena, holding back his fists as if nothing happened. His breathing was just a little faster than usual, the sweat on his forehead had dried, and there wasn't even a big wrinkle on his clothes.
Xiao Ning'er raised his head and glanced at him, with a hint of helplessness in his tone. "Your body is really tough. After one punch, my own hand was numb with pain, but you are fine."
Duan Jian glanced at her and said in a calm tone, "In a short time, you will also have it."
Xiao Ning'er didn't answer, just let out a breath. Shen Fei nodded beside him. Duan Jian said the truth. Physical strength can be trained. As long as the method is right and time is enough, sooner or later you can get better.
In the past two hours tonight, although he was tired, he could feel his body adapting. There was a feeling of heat deep in the muscles after soreness, and the bones also adapted slightly after repeated stress.
This kind of sparring is more direct than simply meditating to wash away the Meridians wall.
After resting for a while, Shen Fei and Xiao Ning'er stood up and put the wooden sword and wooden gun back into the weapon rack. Duan Jian nodded to the two of them, said nothing more, turned around and walked out of Martial Arts Arena.
Shen Fei and Xiao Ning'er said goodbye to him. Duan Jian's figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
Only Shen Fei and Xiao Ning'er were left in Martial Arts Arena. The wind during the day blew from the sidelines and dried some of the sweat on their bodies. Shen Fei moved his shoulders, and the bones made a fine cracking sound.
He looked at the sky and saw that the sun was already setting in the west, but it was not dark yet. Suddenly an idea came to his mind, and he wanted to scare Xiao Ning'er.
He turned to look at her, and his tone was deliberately casual. "I've almost finished practicing today, and I'm too lazy to go back. What should I do?"
Xiao Ning'er was lowering his head to adjust his cuffs. When he heard these words, his movements stopped for a moment.
She raised her head to look at him, her face was stunned for a moment, then the roots of her ears slowly turned red, and the red went up along the auricles, and even her cheeks were stained. Her lips moved, but she did not speak immediately.
Shen Fei looked at her reaction, waved her hand, and smiled, "I'm just kidding."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to walk to the door of Martial Arts Arena. As soon as he took a step, there was a soft sound of the friction of clothes behind him. Xiao Ning'er grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand.