The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1377

Chapter 1377: The couple sees each other

On the Martial Arts Arena of the Back Mountain belonging to the Han Family, the heir with his Red-Tasseled Spear cleaved through the air and struck down, making his opponent retreat several steps.

After stabilizing himself, the opponent saluted the heir with a clasped hand and said, "Heir, I have lost!"

Drenched in heavy sweat and breathing slightly heavy, the heir threw his Red-Tasseled Spear to a guard by his side and said, "Stand down, and don’t forget to tend to your injuries."

"Yes!"

The defeated Han Family warrior left the Martial Arts Arena aided by two guards.

A Changsui approached, carrying a clean towel.

The heir took the towel to wipe the sweat off his face and turned to the middle-aged man who had been watching the fight and said, "Uncle, what do you think?" _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

The man referred to as the uncle by the heir was none other than the Han Family’s second master, Han Yong.

Han Yong, with his hands clasped behind his back, walked over and said, "You’ve improved since last month."

The heir quickly regained his steady breathing. Clearly not fully satisfied with the outcome, he continued to ask, "How does it compare to Xuanyuan Sheng back in his day?"

Xuanyuan Sheng, the legitimate eldest son of the Xuanyuan Family, was a martial arts prodigy renowned in the six nations, having mastered the true teachings of Xuanyuan Li and acclaimed as the only person who might catch up to the War God of Xuanyuan.

Han Yong had once served under Xuanyuan Sheng.

Han Yong pondered for a moment, then said, "You are still young. With diligent practice, you might reach the heights of Xuanyuan Sheng."

"So I still haven’t surpassed him," the heir stated as he extended his hand to the guard holding the Red-Tasseled Spear.

Understanding the gesture, the guard handed over the Red-Tasseled Spear with both hands.

The heir practiced another round of Spear Technique, each move brimming with lethal intent.

After the practice, he himself appeared somewhat unsatisfied, furrowed his brows, and said, "It’s still no match for Xuanyuan Li’s divine weapon."

Han Yong chuckled and said, "You need not rush. Xuanyuan Sheng, at your age, might not have had your skill. He made his name early on the Battlefield, fighting his way out through a pile of corpses. What you lack is merely some opportunities for true experience."

Once again, the heir tossed the Red-Tasseled Spear to his guard.

The Red-Tasseled Spear was too heavy; the guard stumbled several steps, nearly dropping it.

The heir asked, "Have there been any new masters in Shengdu recently?"