The Moonlight of That Year

In the following days, Chen An’nian found himself in a whirlwind of challenges.

He was no longer allowed to spend excessive time practicing his fist techniques, as he had already mastered them to perfection. Instead, he was thrown directly into real combat situations.

These were the exact words of Xia Longque.

Consequently, the duration of his beatings extended from four hours to seven hours.

Previously, it was Xia Longque alone who fought him, but now it was a tag team consisting of Xu Shouqiao and Xia Longque.

The sensation was simply exhilarating.

Especially when Chen An’nian put on the specially designed weighted cotton clothing, he felt like a punching bag.

“It seems your time in the Martial Arts Pavilion was not in vain!”

Xia Longque remarked.

“But why does your combat resemble that of a fool?”

“Your Fierce Tiger Heart lacks any momentum, just like a village fool harassing a widow.”

“You can be as despicable as you want.”