Three months passed by quietly.
Nan Hua had her birthday in the early winter, so she had turned 14 years old.
It was now the end of Winter and snow started to melt after piling up at a considerable amount for the past few weeks.
They were in the south, so the snow was not that much but it still painted the ground in beautiful white color.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
"Use more strength!" Si Mo Fan yelled from the side. "If you don't use any strength, you will keep on getting pushed back."
Hui Ling pursed his lips and exerted more strength in his attack. However, he still couldn't properly use his strength as he was being pushed back. In the end, a kick landed on his stomach as he was sent flying to the back.
