"Hiss~"
Walking on the way home, Qin Chuan rubbed his sore shoulders, grimacing with pain.
Too miserable.
Only God knows what he had gone through in the last half hour.
Relying on a long sword and the basic sword skills he had just learned, every encounter with Ji Huai would end in defeat within two rounds—within half an hour, he had been defeated hundreds of times.
The key point was that Ji Huai had been mercilessly giving Qin Chuan no time to catch his breath.
Exhausted? Here, have some fruit!
When Ji Huai tossed the oh-so-familiar Physical Recovery Fruit into his arms, Qin Chuan felt an unprecedented disdain for it.
However...
Qin Chuan couldn't help but crack a smile.
The effect was indeed good.
Perhaps it was the immense pressure from Ji Huai that maximally stimulated his own potential. From initially only reacting after his long sword was knocked away, by the end, Qin Chuan had developed some muscle memory.
That was the reason he could last till the second round.
