Nan Hua didn’t try to compete with Feng Ao Kuai in terms of her attack. Her legs moved swiftly and a rock that had somehow landed on her toes was kicked towards Feng Ao Kuai’s legs.

Thunk!

Feng Ao Kuai’s face changed greatly as he felt that his balance was off. He tried to retreat but Nan Hua swept him off his feet, sending him down.

”I’ll catch him!” Feng Ao Si stood on the place where Feng Ao Kuai would fall and catch him with his hand directly. “You ok?”

”Yeah.” Feng Ao Kuai glanced at his legs as his eyebrows furrowed. He waved his hand. “I’m out of the game.”

”Are you hurt?” Feng Ao Si’s face changed when he heard what Feng Ao Kuai said. He quickly put his younger brother down on the ground to check on him. After all, it would be bad if he were to get hurt because of this spar.

”Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

Feng Ao Kuai could sense that Nan Hua held back when she kicked the rock towards him. If she had wanted to, she could easily aim it towards his eyes or other vital points. Since she had only aimed at his legs, it would only throb for a bit.

It seemed that no matter what he did, he would never be able to make Nan Hua face him seriously.

In truth, Nan Hua would never be able to face the three of them seriously. It was because all the skills she learned were skills to kill and not to spar. If she were to attack them seriously, they would have already died many times over.

Because of that, Nan Hua would always hold back and always switch her target by stopping her own instinctive reaction. This caused her to be slower than what she was actually capable to do.

”Do you still want to continue?” Nan Hua asked, still standing on the tree. Even after that maneuver to knock Feng Ao Kuai down, she still retained her balance and stood firmly on top of that branch.

”Yep.”

”I’ll move to the side.” Feng Ao Kuai walked towards Hou Liang. He could sense that his legs throbbed a bit. It would be bruised by tomorrow even though the pain wouldn’t bother him that much.

”Are you alright, Second Young Master Feng?” Hou Liang asked.

”I’m fine.” Feng Ao Kuai waved his hand. “I’m just thinking that Hua’er can’t face us seriously.”

Hou Liang was stunned then he smiled bitterly. “Second Young Master Feng, my brother can’t face me seriously either.”

”Why?”

”Because all of his moves are moves that are intended to kill.”

In other words: the moment he got serious meant that he would kill.

Feng Ao Kuai fell silent and watched as Nan Luo and Feng Ao Si tried to wait for Nan Hua to come down. They knew that if they tried to climb the tree, they would be eliminated even before they knew what they did.

They couldn’t climb the three so easily like Nan Hua and with her eyes watching them, they didn’t want to try. It had happened once and the two of them were eliminated with a slash on their clothes.

”Right…” Feng Ao Kuai was calm.

He always felt that there was something that seemed mysterious from Nan Hua, yet he couldn’t pinpoint what it was. From the very moment Nan Hua had her first kill and everything, he had seen it.

She was too calm and composed.

It was as if she was merely cutting an apple that didn’t give any burden to their mind whatsoever. Because of that, Feng Ao Kuai knew that there must be something.

Something that could cause her to be like this.

But he didn’t find anything. Even in the investigation report that he asked from his grandfather, none of them suggested that Nan Hua had killed someone in the past in Nan Family Residence.

It was bizarre.

Swish!

Since the two of them didn’t dare to move, Nan Hua took two leaves with her right hand. Her eyes were still watching them carefully as her hand put them in between her index finger and middle finger before throwing them, one in each direction.

The two evaded while the leaves stuck on the ground before it weakened and fell like an ordinary leave. Even though all of them had learned martial arts, they were still incapable of making ordinary things turn into weapon like what Nan Hua did.

Whatever she did, she could make the leaves turned still for a brief moment.

They wouldn’t risk staying in the same place when Nan Hua threw something so dangerous like that in their direction.

Landing on the ground, Nan Hua rushed over to Feng Ao Si. Her small sword was in her right hand.

”I won’t let you!”

Swish! Slash!

Feng Ao Si’s eyes widened when he saw that his robe was torn. Internally, he lamented at the fact that he had lost so many good clothes because of sparring against Nan Hua. At the same time, he was thinking that he was really not a match against her.

Without his younger brother, he would have already been eliminated first.

”I’m out,” Feng Ao Si said in frustration.

Nan Hua didn’t bother with him anymore as she moved to the side, evading the sword attack from Nan Luo. Different from Feng Ao Si, Nan Luo was faster at recovering from his movement suddenly because of his training with Nan Hua.

Swish!

”Ugh.”

Before Nan Luo could think of doing another attack, he stopped in his movement. A sword was pointed straight at his neck and if he moved even a little bit more, it would have stabbed his neck, killing him instantly.

Looking at Nan Hua, who was at the position of slightly bending her body but her arm was firmly pointing at his neck, he could only sigh.

”I’m out too.”

”The spar has concluded.” Hou Liang clapped his hand together. He looked at Nan Hua with a complicated emotion. “Young Miss Nan had won the spar.”