Su Rong couldn't sleep. Hearing the noises outside, she knew that Zhou Gu had really gone to practice swordplay with Fen Ling, which intrigued her.
She helplessly looked at the tent ceiling, picturing their sparring in her head, which somewhat satisfied her curiosity.
Initially, Zhou Gu's swordplay didn't have any advantage over Fen Ling, but his keen understanding grew rapidly. Gradually, he was able to compete evenly with Fen Ling.
Fen Ling sighed inwardly, thinking that while Zhou Gu's double-handed sword skills hadn't reached a peak, his intelligence and keenness were remarkable. If he fully committed to swordplay, in time, Fen Ling would certainly not be his match.
Feeling a sense of crisis, he decided he also needed to devote more effort to his swordsmanship. As the top bodyguard of his master, he couldn't lose to others. That would be far too embarrassing.
The two stopped their practice after an hour.
Zhou Gu looked at Fen Ling admiringly. "Impressive."