Mu Mingtang was embarrassed. Although she knew that Xie Xuanchen was plotting something, she still didnât want to lose. She nodded and replied, âOkay, but weâll do it as you sayâ I will determine your score.â
Xie Xuanchen nodded easily, âSure.â
Mu Mingtang had to try as well. The poor wouldnât choose to take up martial arts(1), so she actually hadnât seen that many weapons in her life before. In fact, she didnât even know most of the weaponâs names that stood before her.
(T/N: Back in ancient China, the wealthy were the ones who could afford to send their children to learn martial arts from a Master, whereas the less fortunate had no choice but to devote their money towards studies in hopes for a better future)
Mu Mingtang wanted to go to the weapon rack to have a closer look. She stood up and planned to go around behind the railing, but Xie Xuanchen carried her suddenly. Mu Mingtang was startled and instinctively held on to his shoulders as the world was spinning before her eyes, watching as the golden leaves on the branches were fluttering around her in circles. Before Mu Mingtang could react, her feet had already landed on the ground and Xie Xuanchenâs tone was very indifferent, âWhy did you use the long way around? Arenât you here now?â
âI wouldnât count it as practice since I only got started with them a few years ago,â Xie Xuanchen said, âI was in the military camp when I was 12 or 13 years old. I knew a lot of people there and I wanted to try everything. There was someone who inherited a mace from his family and was famous for his unique skills. After all, the familyâs mace-wielding skills were considered one of the greatest. I exchanged moves with him a few times out of curiosity and through that, I kind of somewhat learnt how to wield it. As for the other two-handed weapons, I later learned them on my own.â
Mu Mingtang didnât believe thisâ Xie Xuanchen was capable of learning the martial secrets that were passed down in other families after merely fighting with them a couple of times? Mu Mingtang smiled and asked deliberately, âReally?â
âOf course. But after I learned it, he was no longer the best man in the army.â
âI see,â Mu Mingtang nodded, giving him a chance to perform, âThen show me.â
Mu Mingtang expected that Xie Xuanchen would not lie. He might be able to use these two-handed weapons, but he might not be able to use them well. Unexpectedly, Xie Xuanchen changed his style immediately after getting started, becoming a completely different form from when he used the sword.