"I've indeed had some interaction with him."
Noticing An Jing's surprised tone, the young swordsman scratched his head and felt a bit embarrassed: "He paid me to practice with him, 750 Good Deeds each time, for half an hour—I was originally going to decline, but he offered too much!"
"Later I figured it out, there weren't many in Third Middle School who could spar with me, and going into the Wilderness would be risking life rather than mere training. To ensure that I wouldn't get rusty, it's better to spar with him. Not only could I get money, I could also go a bit harder and not worry about hurting my classmates."
As he said this, Nian Quan's eyes sharpened, filled with an eager excitement: "Don't even mention it, if he can guard against my Wounding Sword Qi and my Heavenly River Sword, he is really quite formidable. We've each had our wins and losses, and in the last competition he caught me off guard!"
