The Note of the Swordsman

the Ten Dragons.

Fu Juese was now standing before ten people.

They all surrounded him from all directions so that Fu Juese could not move freely anywhere.

"Come here."

Initially they intended to shrink the opponent's spirit by the amount.

But what happens is inversely proportional to reality.

Fu Juese was very confident in her abilities.

Dozens of people then moved by shouting together.

"Yahoooo!!!"

Someone tried to hit him from the front, Fu Juese dodged by shifting his head.

Someone else also came, he kicked up flying into the air, but Fu Juese did not care about it and instead ran away.

"Yeshaaat!!!"

"Yeshaaat!!!"

Fu Juese managed to dodge every attack one by one from the people who came to him.

He jumped and bowed there several times.

Fu Juese was also sometimes seen fending off every attack with his small touches.

"What the fuck?!"

"Our attacks are ten at all..."

"Nobody hit him?!?!"

They had already tried their hardest but nothing had worked even to scratch it.

"Yup, time's up now."

Such were the words of Fu Juese who then made everyone in the end sigh long.

They were all practicing at the training hall.

All of that was done to find out how advanced their development was during their months of training at the training hall.

There were ten people here, the ten of them were the elite people of the sky community of the young dragons.

They did a match-training test by attacking Fu Juese.

At first they intended to do it one on one, but with the suggestion of Fu Juese they did it simultaneously.

At first, they thought everything would go very easily but what they thought was easy was actually very difficult, even to scratch a little Fu Juese skin.

They thought, What have they been doing all this time?

Months of training went to waste like catching air?

Nothing is useful.

They all finally realized that in this world a monster is indeed true.

"Thank you for the knowledge."

"You do have the qualifications to be our leader, young master."

"Young master, we have promised ten will always be faithful in your journey."

Fu Juese then smiled.

"You all have great strength, your months of training are nothing to spare, I'll give you some advice."

Fu Juese then mentioned one by one what he felt was the weakness of each person in his previous match practice.

"Bo An An, you're too confident with your big body, you don't have any agility at all."

"I understand, young master."

"Da Xia, there's not much I'm saying, but you're too focused on the enemy in front of you to the point of not trying to join the others, if only your attacks could be collaborated with others then I would be in trouble."

"I understand, young master."

"Chu Bi Jun. You're fast but weak."

"I understand, young master thank you."

"Jiao Lanfen's..."

"...thank you young master."

"...."

"..."

"And one more."

After Fu Juese finished giving advice to everyone, she then gave an affirmation and perhaps this was what she wanted so badly to say.

"I don't need all of you help or anyone's reply, just take care of your own business understand? I'm leaving."

The ten of them immediately lowered their heads right then and there.

Unfortunately the words from Fu Juese only went in from the right ear and out from everyone's left ear.

Those ten people still wanted to serve Fu Juese no matter what.

They had owed him a lot to say that half the techniques and skills they had gained were from Fu Juese.

'Good, right so.'

Fu Ning who was looking from the sidelines couldn't help but smile.

He kept on grinning on the outskirts.

Fu Ning looked at those ten people, they were still small and the same age as him.

The look in their eyes showed high spirit and loyalty.

Fu Ning knew those ten people would never listen to what her brother said.

'Well, it's a good thing that my brother is not at all stingy with his knowledge, now I just need to give a little spice here.'