章 41: 40. The Son Of The Demon King

The training between Everett and Yongliang was intense and very long. They rarely took breaks, unless it was for water. Yongliang had agreed to help Everett improve his technique, and he really didn't mind training so hard. He wanted to help. For this, Everett was eternally grateful.

They were practically flying around each other in the forest, attacking from different directions, whether it be from the trees or the sides. Their training robes flowed in the wind while swords clashed together. When Yongliang started gasping for breath, however, Everett decided to take a break. He sheathed his sword and sat down in the grass. Yongliang dropped down next to him, laying on his back and staring up at the sky as he caught his breath.

"Is it too hard for you?" Everett asked in worry, causing Yongliang to shake his head. "I'm sure I'm going way too fast. I know I have a crazy training routine."