The Poisonous Wife: Cute Baby Comes to Rebirth with Me

As night fell, Yi Han returned under the moonlight, and Mei Qing's soft whispers rang in his ears, telling him about what had happened during the day.

He nodded slightly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "Oh? Where is she now?"

"In the martial arts room, he is sweating profusely." Mei Qing's voice flowed out like a clear spring, concise and clear.

Lingyun Pavilion, this magnificent building, has halls arranged in an orderly manner, with the main hall in the center and the side halls on both sides being quiet.

On the eve of heading to Longzhuang, they had carefully arranged and transformed a side room into a training room specifically for martial arts training.

Upon hearing this, Yi Han's eyes flashed with excitement. He quickened his pace involuntarily and headed straight for the martial arts training room.

The door opened wide and a sharp sword wind whistled out, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with great momentum.

He stood outside the door, his eyes closely following Yun Xi's figure.

She was agile, and every spin and every swing of the whip seemed to tear the air apart, demonstrating a heart-pounding power.

Yun Xi’s martial arts skills come from the careful teaching of Mr. Nan.

Lord Nan's martial arts were known for being decisive and ruthless, and Yun Xi had inherited this essence perfectly.

Her swordsmanship was both brutal and precise, with each strike aimed squarely at the vital points, leaving no room for maneuver.

Thinking back to the time they fought side by side in Nanyang, Yi Han couldn't help but feel a complicated emotion welling up in his heart.

At that time, he was secretly amazed by Yun Xi's fast movement, steady steps, and ruthless attacks.

On the battlefield, she is like a cheetah, sharp and deadly. Only killing can make her feel the meaning of survival.

Yi Han was already obsessed with martial arts, and now seeing Yun Xi practicing so hard, a burning fighting spirit ignited in his heart.

He turned around, picked up a branch, and in a flash, he rushed into the martial arts training hall.

He had no time to think about it. He only knew that the opponent in front of him was Yun Xi, the person he wanted to challenge and surpass.

Yun Xi had already noticed his arrival. She smiled slightly, and the soft sword in her hand was like a snake coming out of a cave, instantly wrapping around the branch in his hand.

However, the branch seemed to have its own spirit and easily broke free from the whip's restraints and pointed directly at Yun Xi's eyebrows.

Yun Xi moved to the side, and a branch brushed past her cheek. She took advantage of the momentum to slide out, and the long whip swung around, hitting Yi Han's legs directly.

However, Yi Han's reaction was just as quick. While diving, he lightly jumped up, stepped on the sword, turned around in the air, and flew into the air again. The branch in his hand had turned into a sharp sword, piercing Yun Xi's neck.

Yi Han, in this ever-changing martial arts training room, he was completely immersed in the contest with Yun Xi.

Yun Xi's soft sword drew beautiful arcs in the air, forming an impenetrable vortex.

Once Yi Han's branch was inserted into the vortex, it would be ruthlessly crushed. However, Yi Han did not retreat.

He soared into the sky, and the branch in his hand turned into a stream of light and fell directly over Yun Xi's head.

At the same time, his body was spinning rapidly, causing Yun Xi's swordsmanship to lose its accuracy.

Mei Qing and Lan Xiang stood at the door, watching this scene infatuatedly. The general's martial arts had indeed improved a lot, but the princess was not to be outdone, and she cleverly resolved several crises.

Mei Qing said softly: "I'm afraid the general has only used 30% of his strength, but the princess is already overwhelmed."

"Yeah, it looks quite intense." Lan Xiang agreed.

"But, how can this be called a competition? It's simply a game!" Mei Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Isn't that what a martial arts competition is all about, with you fighting back and forth? Do we really have to fight to the death?" Lan Xiang retorted.

"Bah! They are clearly just flirting with each other!" Mei Qing turned away in dissatisfaction, "This is really an insult to the way of practicing martial arts!"

Lanxiang looked at the two people hugging each other tightly and spinning down, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Their fighting moves had indeed gradually lost the meaning of a competition and turned into an indescribable tenderness.

"It's so ugly!" Mei Qing's voice came from afar, but her footsteps did not stop.

Yun Xi finally lay down on the soft blanket in the martial arts hall, gasping for breath.

Her physical strength has been severely overdrawn.

Before Yi Han arrived, she had been practicing alone for more than half an hour; and the fight with Yi Han lasted another half an hour.

It seems that she has indeed neglected her practice these days and her physical strength is not as good as before.

Yi Han sat beside her and gently wiped the sweat off her forehead: "I heard that you were very angry today."

"Yeah!" Yun Xi turned her head to look at him, "What do you think?"

"What a pity." Yi Han sighed softly, "What a pity that I couldn't witness the moment when you displayed your power with my own eyes." As he said that, he gently pinched Yun Xi's nose.