Chapter 312 - 312: Brace Yourself, My Boy! (2/2)
They may have cornered him at some point, but it wasn't enough to hold him down.
There were times when they thought they won, only to realize in the end that the master was holding back and purposely let them win; and that doesn't count as winning.
It's only been 20 minutes and Ethan was looking like he's ready to throw the towel.
”Hm...so far, you're acceptable. But I can see that your style has recently been changed. I presume your former style was more brute and rigid. Thus, the fluidity of your movements seem to be new that your body is still adjusting to it.”
Bullseye.
”Precisely as master said.” Ethan grunted when he dodged another swift but deadly strike.
”Lillie trained you, didn't she? Smart girl.” A devious grin crept up on Grandmaster Wei's face, his eyes gleaming.
”But I'm afraid you are still too inexperienced to land another lucky strike on me.” Grandmaster Wei disappeared from Ethan's line of sight.
”Brace yourself, my boy!”
And before he knows it, his world turned upside down. His body was raised in the air and roughly fell on the hard floor.
The breath Ethan didn't realized he held was forcefully knocked out his lungs because of the impact.
Dark spots obstructed his vision momentarily, his mind slowly registered what just happened.
He blinked in confusion at the ceiling.
Deja vu was knocking on his door.
This was the exact attack Lillie executed for him to lose his balance, but it was more intense than hers. Pain jolted on right shoulder after it cushion his fall.
His shin might also been broken from that strike.
”My win, unsurprisingly.” Grandmaster Wei didn't hide his prideful visage as he helped Ethan up.
Stifled groan rumbled from Ethan's throat as the pain snapped him out of his reverie.
”I thank master for making me see where I lack.” He managed to bow without collapsing.
Lillie was not surprised by the outcome. She knew Ethan didn't stand a chance against the master.
Death guffawed, making sure it's boisterous enough to poke a hole in Ethan's ego.
He knew it was successful when Ethan's shoe flew in his way.
”Hmm, since I'm feeling rather magnanimous today,” Grandmaster Wei thoughtfully caressed his long beard. ”I give you my consent to your demand.”
Elated and relieved, as if the pain he attained magically disappeared at Grandmaster Wei's declaration. Ethan bowed again in genuine gratitude and thanked him several times.
”By the way, it looks like my first disciple is in such a good mood today too.”
Death stopped laughing.
”How about he come here and show us the correct way to deflect my attacks?”
Death flinched, instantly shutting up.
”Well? Come here, boy! Have a spar with your master!”
”Master, I was wrong,” Death kowtowed. ”Please forgive me just this once!”