The battle instinct within the opponent’s body was like an immortal longsword that hadn’t seen the light of day for ten thousand years, and it was being gradually cleaned of its dust.
Although Xuanyuan thought this, he mockingly said, "Six ’two hours’ have passed, and you still cannot claim victory? This Giant Spearman is rely one of the soldiers in my army’s formation."
Chen Ji, while panting, looked at the Giant Spearman and said with a smile, "He’s not very good at talking, don’t mind him, you’re very impressive, it’s normal not being able to defeat you."
Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows.
Chen Ji appeared tired, having fought fiercely for six ’two hours’, the Giant Spearman was able to stand here vigorously again and again, but he couldn’t.
Every single minute and second was torture for him at this mont.
How many tis had he died within a day?
Forty tis? Or sixty?
He couldn’t rember.
At one point, Chen Ji thought about giving up; perhaps it was better not to learn the Sword Seed Path.
However, when he thought about the new things he had learned and gained a bit more confidence, new fighting spirit was kindled in him.
In the next mont, the Giant Spearman swung his spear at him again. Chen Ji moved, but this motion pulled at the wound on his chest, causing his movents to falter, and he couldn’t dodge in ti, losing a chunk of flesh from his entire left arm!
This strike was like a watershed. From then on, Chen Ji could only dodge in embarrassnt, no longer having a chance to attack proactively.
Xuanyuan mocked Chen Ji, "I think you’ve lost hope. Why don’t you let return to the world, leave so last words, and tell whom to kill for you?"
"I’d rather do it myself," Chen Ji said while dodging the attacks of the Giant Spearman and panting.
"Oh? Are you that attached to that world?"
"I still have a cat; what would I do if I wasn’t there for it?"
Xuanyuan, puzzled, asked, "...A cat?"
"I also made a few new friends."
Xuanyuan burst into laughter, "You need friends? You’ve always said you don’t need friends!"
"Were we ever friends?"
"Yes, but not anymore."
"Then let’s get to know each other again."
When the bronze spear once again cleaved down vertically,
Chen Ji suddenly lunged forward toward the Giant Spearman, his eyes locked tightly onto the spear blade like hooks.
As the crescent blade of the bronze spear cleaved down, the Giant Spearman was prepared for all the changes after Chen Ji’s dodge, but this ti, Chen Ji surprisingly did not dodge!
Instead, Chen Ji accelerated again, crossing over the point beneath the slashing crescent blade, reaching the spear shaft, and grasped the slender pole like holding up a mountain range, forcefully halting the trajectory of the bronze spear falling!
The Giant Spearman tried to pull back his bronze spear, but to his shock, Chen Ji pulled the spear shaft down, vigorously shaking his hands!
"Let go!"
A mysterious powerful force transmitted into the bronze spear, and it shockingly made the Giant Spearman unconsciously release his hold, that strange spear seizing technique... it was precisely used by the Giant Spearman before, but Chen Ji had learned it!
"Ah!" Xuanyuan’s eyes brightened, the technique of seizing the weapon through repeated hamring was his formation’s unique skill, and it had been learned in just one day.
Chen Ji swung the bronze spear like a full moon, forcing the Giant Spearman to continuously retreat, impervious to attacks.
In an instant, in a chase and retreat, the Giant Spearman had no further place to retreat at the edge of Qingshan, only able to stand firm while Chen Ji’s bronze spear in his hands did not strike him but stopped at his neck.
"How about it?" Chen Ji asked while panting, "Can you teach now?"
A long-missed joy of victory filled his heart.
In his hot breath, Chen Ji felt like he had revisited an insurmountable mountain, as if climbing to the peak of the mountain and witnessing the sunrise breaking through the sea of clouds, tranquil yet lofty.
Xuanyuan leisurely spoke while sitting on the boulder, "Are you satisfied with this? Now, your strength in my army’s formation is rely enough to be one of the soldiers."
"Huh?" Chen Ji was puzzled.
Xuanyuan, facing the battle formation frozen in ti, beckoned with his hand, and out stepped a Saber Soldier with a long knife on his hip from the ranks, walking up to Qingshan and kneeling on one knee before Xuanyuan, "My king, what do you summon for?"
Xuanyuan pointed at Chen Ji, "This lad has gotten familiar with the Giant Spearman’s combat; now it’s your turn."
Chen Ji’s eyes widened. He looked at the military formation below the mountain, equipped with eighteen types of weapons, and his expression suddenly changed, "I can’t fight any more today, my friends are waiting for to drink, see you tomorrow!"
With that, he actually took the initiative to leap up and plumt down Qingshan.
Xuanyuan looked at the empty cliff edge and muttered in a daze, "I really need to get to know you again."
...
...
On the second floor of the embroidery building, the curtains of three elegant seats had not yet been taken down.
Liang Gou’er’s face was flushed with drink, while the Princely Heir was still sitting at the table, scratching his head, "Autumn... what poetry can be written with the word ’autumn’."
But soone quietly said next to him, "I’m awake."
The Princely Heir turned his head and saw Chen Ji slowly opening his eyes, his eyes full of bloodshot, like a fierce tiger hunting.
Princess Bai Li mumbled, "What kind of dreams were you having, with such a murderous aura?"
The Princely Heir was overjoyed and lowered his voice, "You’re finally awake, quickly, we need nine lines of poetry, we’re waiting for you!"
Chen Ji looked at the handful of golden lon seeds in his hand... had these not awakened him?
While putting the nine golden lon seeds back into his sleeve, he considered, "Nine lines, right, Princess Bai Li, I say, you write."
Princess Bai Li’s eyes brightened, "Alright, I’ll write."
However, as the two were talking and writing, Chen Wenxiao’s voice was heard again from outside the curtain, "The friends in these three elegant seats, haven’t you written any poetry related to the word ’autumn’? If you delay any longer, won’t you hinder everyone else’s chance to interact with Liu Xingshou?"
The Princely Heir responded with a smile, "We’re writing right now, right now."
Chen Wenxiao, "If you could write, why wait till now?"
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