燕 Fengchun even underestimated that young girl.
"You’re underestimating her. In terms of Sword Dao, I am not her match, far from it. If we were in the sa realm, I would undoubtedly be defeated."
He shook his head.
But this remark to Yan Fengchun was psychologically scarring, terrifyingly so, as he looked with a startled gaze at the young man beside him.
Having known Jiang Feng for three years, he knew that the boy’s stubbornness was harder than a cooked red-skinned duck. He had never seen Jiang Feng admit defeat; such words wouldn’t have left his mouth unless he had been beaten.
"To be selected by my senior sister and to journey miles away to the Country Liang to demand soone, you should know at that ti, I didn’t get such treatnt."
"Now I have a solid foundation in Core Formation minor grade, while she’s at Foundation Establishnt Peak. If the realms were equal, my chance of defeating her wouldn’t exceed thirty percent. If it was when I just ford the Core, before I fought the demon monk Jin Shan, the chance might be at most fifty percent."
"Even today, my chances wouldn’t exceed seventy percent, at most sixty-five. During my journey to Liang, I had a tough battle with her. You haven’t seen her Inconsistent Sword; it almost shaved into at slices."
"If not for my usual fondness for studying so trickery and skills... ha, truly losing would have ant being laughed at by my senior sister all my life."
"Oh, just now with that move, my senior sister never used such a trick to bully . She intended to give this new junior sister a shock."
He shook his head in amusent.
The two in the Martial Arts Arena were still fighting enthusiastically. Watching expert battles was truly insightful. With this little princess’s level, opening a Mountain Gate would probably be more than enough, but no matter how talented one is, when facing Liu Tangxi...
Swoosh!
The longsword held in a reverse grip was flicked away by a flick to the forehead.
The key was throughout the process Liu Tangxi didn’t use a shred of cultivation. She relied entirely on reaction and experience to predict the opponent’s moves ahead of ti, waiting at ease. At first glance, it didn’t seem like she seized the sword.
But rather that the sword willingly went into her hands, to be played with recklessly.
"Interesting thoughts, but I am not your Brother Jiang; I am not that foolish."
The "Swordmaster Peak’s second best" watching from afar instantly darkened their face, knowing that Liu Tangxi witnessed his entire battle with Liang Yu, imdiately starting a rhetorical beating. Yan Fengchun standing beside couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
"Tail-After-Needle and Heart-Stabbing Thorn, each move as its na suggests: stable, accurate, ruthless, aiming for the unexpected, feigning and attacking, retreat to advance."
"Your intentions are too obvious. Using attack as defense without feinting vulnerabilities, it’s laughable if succeeded. Practicing Sword Dao for decades with just this skill?"
"Again."
Bang!
A kick sent flying.
If it were anyone else, they would have long been defensively sprayed by Fairy Liu, but this Princess Liang didn’t show any grievance. Her eyes beca more focused, attacking Liu Tangxi with even sharper intent.
Another masochistic soul.
"Rainbow Piercing the Sun!"
"Too slow."
Facing wide open moves, the Sword Immortal kicked up debris into the armpits, which the girl dared not et head-on, forcing her to twist her body and adjust her sword stance. But in the mont when her center deviated, Liu Tangxi directly seized the sword!
Her palm didn’t touch the blade; rather, her fingers used friction and mastery over force to twist the opponent’s power, forcing it all into the sword length, bending it almost ninety degrees.
Twisting the wrist, the longsword twisted like a pretzel!
"Release."
Red lips slightly moved, but Liu Tangxi’s words were like prophecy. In the situation when the hand really released, everyone’s eyes widened, for at the mont Lin Yu let go, the sword swiftly spun back to position.
The burst of power that instant would likely snap a Foundation Establishnt cultivator’s arm if ordinary; no wonder Lin Yu released her grip. Her sword wasn’t soft, with balanced elasticity and excellent material.
Even under such bending did not produce any tallic crack, showing its quality. Yet ironically, this fine treasure sword beca the burden, exploited and casually tossed, tracing an arc in the air, falling right before the retreating Lin Yu.
Thunk!
The floor seed like tofu.
Upon landing, the longsword remained motionless, only violently trembling with a buzzing sound, seemingly in fear or submission.
"Filled with flaws, Rainbow Piercing the Sun is not used this way. Sword with no retreat, sweeping all around; a splinter unsettles you, talking about Sword Dao; again."
A cold, impassive statent.
Sharp and rciless, every word piercing the heart. Within the ho or outside, Lin Yu had never been so thoroughly negated. The power gap first brought her despair.
Not cultivation realm but the understanding of "sword." She felt standing before the Sword Immortal, having no secrets. Each move and intent were transparently seen, any move disrupting her.
Without using any cultivation, purely a lead in realm and skill, every move was predicted, sotis uncontrollably reacting to Sword Immortal’s thoughts.
With clenched teeth, grasping, extracting the longsword without hesitation. In terms of execution, Lin Yu was fully competent. But witnessing this, Yan Fengchun shook his head.
"Peak Master is a bit strict on Princess Liang, who’s yet to form a Core. The techniques taught by Peak Master might not even be learned by a Nascent Soul disciple."
With sowhat a sigh of complex feelings.
Initially, Yan Fengchun was always lingering over losing to Jiang Feng, believing he had a chance to win. Finally realizing why Swordmaster Peak disciples grew terrifyingly strong, why after three years, the gap widened.
What kind of monsters are these?
"No, not strict at all. After her senior sister finishes tornting, I will take her to the study to learn Daoist Skill."
"Huh?"
Jaw almost dropped to the ground.
This was beyond strict; it’s almost abuse, right? Yet Jiang Feng just shook his head, saying, "You don’t understand; I haven’t seen my sister this focused. You should grasp the environnt royal offspring live in."
"Such harshness aims to wear down her sharpness and shatter her confidence. Know that so royal habits brought to the sect aren’t good at all. Though this little princess is quite well-mannered, upon entry, proper schooling is necessary."
"Another thing, is my sister’s temper. The more she values soone, the more earnestly she teaches. Although she puts Liang Yu through a lot, everything taught is genuine skill."
"My little sister is smart, clever-minded, though stubborn at tis. Though adept in the sword, she’s slightly lacking in other aspects. Her talent balanced with growth in other areas is the path outlined by my sister."
"Rest assured, we give this girl enough ti to rest, not truly pushing her hard."
In the distance, Liang Yu still repeatedly being tactically dealt with, using different strategies after being kicked away, resiliently pressing onward.
Liu Tangxi did not deal heavy blows, unlike teaching Jiang Feng before with an icy stab, as Jiang Feng’s was fast-track, learning killing skill quickly for maximum returns was the goal.
But dealing with this unpolished gem, she had plenty of ti for one-on-one guidance, naturally needless for rough thods.
The duo sat under the tree, bragging while pointing toward the distant Martial Arts Arena, with much to discuss after sparring. But barely started speaking when a gentle mature lady approached.
"Elder...Brother Jiang, outside there’s a letter, sent directly to you."
Almost slipping ’elder’ out.
Privately say these words are fine, but publicly changes flavor! Jiang Feng showed so curiosity; why would soone write him?
So he casually asked: "Who sent it?"
"It’s... sent by a Hehuan disciple."
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