A rare magical miracle in the world - Chapter 150: 112: Can't Even Win Against His Wife, Marrying Her Might Lead to Being Beaten to Death

Chapter 150: Chapter 112: Can’t Even Win Against His Wife, Marrying Her Might Lead to Being Beaten to Death

This is a secluded martial arts training ground deep in the forest, where ancient trees as thick as dozens of people hugging each other had been cut off at the waist, leaving enormous stumps.

On both sides of the stump lay numerous weapons.

Among them were some unique to this world, as well as those Bailuo had recreated from memories of his past life, forged by his uncle.

“Huu~~~”

At that moment, Isefia, holding a silver spear in her hand, stood in the wind, with the spearhead pointing skyward, yet it was perfectly still.

She was listening to the sound of the wind and feeling the restlessness of the silver spear.

Gradually, there was utter silence.

“Buzz!!”

Leaves fluttered in the air, and the senior apprentice had thrust out her silver spear when no one knew.

The sharp tip of the spear was seen to have a leaf quietly hanging on it.

“Clap clap clap clap.”

Upon hearing the noise, the senior apprentice turned to see Bailuo had arrived. She asked somewhat confusedly, “Xiao Luo, why have you come?”

Now that Bailuo had become a Duke, his daily affairs kept him very busy. His uncle had even planned schedules for three years ahead, with countless tasks waiting for Bailuo’s attention.

“There’s a bit of business, I specifically came over.”

The senior apprentice was clever, but she could not possibly guess Bailuo’s intention, as it was too sudden.

“Your spear skill indeed stands as unrivaled in our Yatun.”

Bailuo said this as he reached out to take the leaf off the silver spear.

He fanned it out like a spread of playing cards, revealing what seemed like one leaf was actually nine.

She had pierced nine leaves, nearly identical in size and thinness, with a single thrust and had skillfully applied force to make them stick together perfectly, presenting as one.

The difficulty of this feat was such that in all of Yatun, only her uncle, senior apprentice, and the grown-up Nors could achieve it.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you wield a sword or spear, senior apprentice.”

“If you want to see, I can right now…”

“Whoo!!”

Before Isefia could finish her sentence, a long spear was already coming at her. She blocked it and looked at Bailuo confusedly.

“Let’s have a little spar.”

“Pow pow!”

“Clang!”

Bailuo’s attacks were very aggressive, but the senior apprentice’s defense was watertight. No matter how sneaky Bailuo’s offensive moves were, they did not bother her at all.

“Bang!”

Facing Bailuo’s strength, the senior apprentice took three steps back.

Yet her expression remained calm, undisturbed by this slight retreat.

“Senior apprentice, are you taking it easy on me?”

Bailuo’s last strike should not have been able to hit the weak spot of the senior apprentice’s long spear, yet it did.

There was only one explanation: the senior apprentice was deliberately using the weak point of her weapon to intercept Bailuo’s best moves.

“I can’t fight with you.”

“Why can’t you?”

Bailuo said, “We used to spar a lot. Even though you used to hold back, it would at least let me feel that the gap between us wasn’t that wide.”

The senior apprentice was strong, extremely so.

Whether it was her physical quality, learning ability, or comprehension, she was undoubtedly the top individual in Yatun.

Even her uncle had praised her, saying that she would eventually surpass his peak.

“I know, you’re afraid of hurting me.”

“And you’re afraid of hurting me too.”

Like the senior apprentice, Bailuo could easily overwhelm her if he truly took it seriously. All he would need was to mount Sherri, without even needing Lilith’s intervention.

Some might say that’s unfair.

However, Bailuo was the Master of Miracles. What difference is there between the Master of Miracles not using Miracle Power and a swordsman discarding his sword or a warrior severing his own arms?

“Today, I won’t use the power of miracles.”

“With Lilith here,” Bailuo indicated to his senior apprentice to look at Lilith, “senior apprentice, you don’t have to worry about hurting me either.”

“So, what is this all about?”

The senior apprentice still didn’t understand Bailuo’s intention. Why would he suddenly want to spar with her? Had she done something wrong?

The senior apprentice was a very assertive person, but in front of Bailuo alone, she wanted to show only her gentle side.

Even to the point of, if Bailuo didn’t like her assertiveness, she would be willing to lay aside her martial skills to become the kind of person Bailuo liked.

Yes, this was the senior apprentice, and this was the reason for her strength.

For the sake of protecting Bailuo, Isefia had practiced martial arts under the tutelage of her uncle, and it was only because Bailuo needed her that she delved into military and political studies.

But if one day Bailuo needed a virtuous wife and good mother…

Isefia would let go of her weapons, don an apron, and take care of the household.

“Do the people of Yatun need to talk so much?”

Bailuo looked at the senior apprentice, their gazes locking. The senior apprentice lifted her silver spear: “No need!”

She felt Bailuo’s determination, the very first time in her many years with him that she had seen such a look in his eyes.

The people of Yatun communicate, fist to fist, sword to sword.

A thousand words are spoken in a single battle.

This is the engagement ritual of the people of Yatun, the clash of blood and fire!

“I.”

This time, it was the senior apprentice who struck first: “Here I come.”

The Miracle Power within her, bestowed upon her by the Pegasus, would automatically dissipate in Bailuo’s presence.

And with Lilith’s protective magic at her side, even if the senior apprentice stabbed Bailuo straight in the throat with all her might, there would be no danger.

Similarly, Bailuo also allowed Fairy Magic to protect the senior apprentice.

Even as the Master of Miracles, he could not break through the protection cast around someone he actively chose to shield.

“Boom!”

The senior apprentice moved from stillness to within striking distance almost instantly, and Bailuo had to rely on instinct to anticipate her trajectory.

“So fast!”

Her speed far surpassed what Bailuo had expected.

Even though they were as close as family, this was the first time Bailuo truly faced the senior apprentice at her full strength.

“Feigns and strikes.”