Luo Yang had sparred with Hong Jiaxin many times before.
Initially, before he obtained the "Shennong Scripture," Luo Yang was slightly inferior to her.
Girls who learn martial arts naturally tend to be somewhat stronger than boys.
However, when it came to actual combat experience, Luo Yang was more seasoned.
After all, he often got into street fights.
Hong Jiaxin’s moves were mainly routines, and her practical experience was quite limited.
Thus, if it really came down to a life-or-death struggle, she might not necessarily be Luo Yang’s match.
Luo Yang, having later acquired the "Shennong Scripture," developed True Qi within his body.
At that time, Hong Jiaxin could only look up to Luo Yang’s back.
Later on, Luo Yang learned the Shadow Fist and several other martial arts skills.
The gap between the two became like heaven and earth, beyond comparison.
By then, for Hong Jiaxin to win against Luo Yang in a sparring match was harder than reaching the heavens.
There were also quite a few spectators on the sidelines, especially the class teacher who was watching the fight.
This made Hong Jiaxin even more determined to win.
She was the top female student, having developed a competitive nature from a young age.
This personality trait had its benefits and drawbacks.
The advantage was that her fighting spirit became stronger when she faced adversity. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ N0velFire.ɴet
The disadvantage, of course, was that she could become obstinately fixated.
Sometimes, she could have simply shown weakness or settled things amiably, but unable to swallow her pride, she would delve deeper and deeper, eventually leading to a situation where there was no way to step back, leaving her no choice but to see things through to the end.
During each sparring session, Luo Yang would point out Hong Jiaxin’s weaknesses, naturally with the intention of helping her improve.
Lacking in practical experience, she could compensate for it through sparring with Luo Yang.
While exchanging moves with Hong Jiaxin, Luo Yang provided guidance, "Class leader, your strikes are too slow. Your intentions when you punch are too obvious, making it hard to land a hit on someone."
If there had been no audience, Hong Jiaxin might have borne it.
But with so many people watching and hearing Luo Yang’s blunt remarks, she couldn’t stand the bitter taste of defeat and retorted petulantly, "You can talk after you’ve beaten me, brother!"
As she spoke, she launched punches and kicks, utilizing all the techniques she knew.
To win against Luo Yang, she really used everything she had learned in her life on him.
Unfortunately, Luo Yang knew the Shadow Fist Technique, so even with his eyes closed, standing there, Hong Jiaxin couldn’t touch his clothes.
She looked fierce in her assault, but still couldn’t touch the hem of Luo Yang’s clothing.
Luo Yang continued to offer his insights, laughing, "Class leader, don’t always throw straightforward punches. You need to mix feints with real attacks, so your opponent can’t see through your next move."
This was drawn from his actual combat experience.
Since Hong Jiaxin already had limited practical experience, not pointing out her deficiencies directly would be wasting the true purpose of this sparring.
Therefore, Luo Yang usually spoke frankly, without regard for her pride.
He knew she didn’t like to hear it, but he had no choice.
Seeing her drenched in sweat, Luo Yang said, "Class leader, take a rest. Come back when you’ve regained your strength."
The crowd looked at Luo Yang, who was leisurely and composed.
When compared to each other, Hong Jiaxin was evidently not a match for Luo Yang.
Internally unconvinced, Hong Jiaxin just wanted to land a kick on Luo Yang to reclaim some face.
"Sister thinks it’s you who are tired! If you can’t take it anymore, just say it, and sister can let you rest first!" she retorted stubbornly.
She was the one sweating, and she was the one who was tired.
Suyun also advised, "Jiaxin, why don’t you take a break first? There’s plenty of time."
Hong Jiaxin declined politely, "Teacher Su, I’m not tired! He’s the one who’s tired!"
In a situation , Luo Yang had no choice but to graciously offer her a way out.
"Class leader, you’ve seen right through me. I am indeed tired. I need to rest for a bit," Luo Yang feigned panting heavily.
Hong Jia smiled coldly and then ceased her attack.
After resting, they fought again.