Bab 100: Chapter 14 The Target of All Arrows

The atmosphere turned deathly still in an instant.

That kind of eerie silence even made the Military Family youth feel uneasy, his anger gradually fading away.

Just at that moment, the middle-aged Confucian Scholar's pair of greenish eyes suddenly ignited with flames, and he heavily slapped Wang Anfeng's shoulder, howling,

"Little madman, chop him!!"

A surge of Inner Strength flowed into the youth's shoulder, shaking his right arm's tendons and veins, and the round heavy iron ladle suddenly leaped up on its own, thrusting away the wooden spear in the Military Family youth's hand with such force that even the youth was pulled along, taking two steps to the side before steadying himself with a slightly astonished expression, followed by a burst of elation.

On the training ground, this was a sign of agreeing to a bout!