Chapter 129. Junior Martial Sister vs. Second Martial Sister

Chapter 129. Junior Martial Sister vs. Second Martial Sister

Regarding this embrace, Lin Nuo made three discoveries:

Su Kexin was slim enough to be held in one arm.

Su Kexin had a faint, pleasant scent about her, not like perfume, but more of a natural fragrance.

Su Kexin loved to bury her face in his chest while hugging.

Though it wasn’t a major concern, it did offer some insight into her character.

“Are you done yet?”

“Just a bit longer, let’s hug a little more! It’ll make our training smoother afterwards~”

“What kind of logic is that?”

“It’s grand logic! It says so in books; if you don’t believe me, you can check it out yourself~”

Su Kexin was unsatisfied, using various excuses to prolong the embrace. After all, this was necessary for cultivation—it’s not her fault she was clinging to her senior brother!

Lin Nuo sighed. Since he was already holding her, he might as well wait. After all, it wasn’t like he had anything better to do.

Suddenly, he felt a chilling wind sweep through, freezing the nearby flowers and grass instantly.

Hmm?

Following the direction of the cold wind, he spotted a noble silver-haired girl, whose cold eyes seemed to flicker with a hint of fury.

“You two seem quite close?”

Qin Shili emerged from the nearby woods, her high heels exuding a chill that froze the ground beneath her.

As a beauty with an ice spiritual root, she could freeze all greenery in an instant with just a snap of her fingers.

And right now, it seemed she had that intention.

Lin Nuo sensed something was off; something about Qin Shili today felt a bit odd.

Being caught hugging Su Kexin, in a normal situation, he would push her away and explain things.

But Lin Nuo remained calm and replied, “You think it’s that great?”

“Is it not?”

Qin Shili spoke coldly,

“Then explain why people who aren’t close would be hugging like that?”

Su Kexin, noticing Qin Shili’s appearance, hugged even tighter as if declaring ownership.

“My relationship with my senior brother is great! Hugging like this is completely normal!”

“I didn’t ask you.”

Though Qin Shili appeared indifferent on the outside, a fire was brewing inside, akin to the anger of having something precious snatched away.

Her rage may not show on her face, but it was unmistakable as the area around her began to freeze, transforming lush greenery into ice—truly terrifying.

She finally noticed that Lin Nuo and Su Kexin had nearly identical swords, both with silver hilts and phoenix-head designs.

At first, she had just assumed Lin Nuo had acquired a new sword and thought someone of his caliber deserved a good spiritual sword; she hadn’t questioned it further.

But to find out that this sword was almost identical to Su Kexin’s was surprising—almost like they were forged together!

Were they truly like a couple?

But how could such an outstanding person choose Su Kexin?

“Lin Nuo, you need to answer me.”

“Just practicing.”

“Okay, I believe you. So what technique are you practicing?”

“‘Dual Dance Sword Technique.’”

“‘Dual Dance Sword Technique?’”

Upon hearing its name, Qin Shili’s anger flared even more, the icy domain around her expanding as if she were creating a frozen zone,

“This should be the sword technique practiced by couples.”

“We are not a couple.”

“Fine, I believe you.”

Qin Shili coldly remarked, turning her gaze toward Su Kexin,

“Junior Sister, let’s have a spar.”

“No, I still want to train with my senior brother.”

“Are you afraid?”

“I know my priorities! Training with my senior brother is more important.”

“Even I can’t beat her, what right do you have to train with him?”

Qin Shili’s tone intensified; she usually approached everything indifferently, yet she was visibly angry this time—anger radiating from within.

“Second Martial Sister, whether or not someone has the right to train with him isn’t for you to decide; it’s up to my senior brother.”

Su Kexin released her hold on Lin Nuo just slightly,

“Besides, Second Martial Sister, you’re at Seventh Level Capability. If we’re talking about spirit techniques, I definitely wouldn’t be your opponent.”

“Then let’s duel using swordsmanship,” Qin Shili changed the terms of the duel, “No spirit techniques for anyone.”

“Fine, no spirit techniques.”

Now Su Kexin readily agreed. In a sword battle, she was confident she wouldn’t lose; after all, she diligently studied swordsmanship.

Today, she was determined to triumph over the Second Martial Sister in front of her senior brother; without spirit techniques, the Second Martial Sister shouldn’t stand a chance.

Qin Shili, however, thought Su Kexin was just an amateur swordsman. She could easily defeat her within three rounds.

“Alright, if either sword or person falls to the ground, you lose.”

Qin Shili laid down the rules. This wasn’t just friendly sparring; it was escalating into an all-out skirmish!

The air was thick with tension, and both sides’ eyes flared with fighting spirit.

Lin Nuo found himself at the side, watching the two hot-headed girls face off against each other.

If a fight broke out, he could already predict the outcome—Su Kexin would be suppressed by Qin Shili and quickly lose.

The two didn’t waste much time on chatter before they drew their swords and engaged in battle. They exchanged blows for several rounds, but due to a gap in strength, Qin Shili maintained the upper hand. Still, Su Kexin was undeterred, remaining calm and persevering while swiftly analyzing Qin Shili’s moves for flaws.

Both trained under the same master, using the same sword technique, and even after several exchanges, no victor emerged.

Lin Nuo felt uneasy. Even if Su Kexin sustained some injuries, she was growing bolder, her aura matching Qin Shili’s! He even noticed a slight gap in Qin Shili’s defense as Su Kexin’s sharp sword grazed her hand.

Not good, not good!

Perhaps this was a hallmark of the protagonist—growing stronger when faced with a strong opponent! Facing a master like Qin Shili only ignited her fighting spirit, and she was evolving in battle!

This was careless, careless indeed.

Lin Nuo drew two swords from his sides, one he had brought from the Lin family and the other the silver phoenix sword, swiftly rushing towards them, one sword targeting Qin Shili, the other aimed at Su Kexin, striking at their long swords from both sides.

Clang!

They suddenly realized Lin Nuo was before them, skillfully wielding dual swords, blocking their attacks.

Clang, clang, clang!

In terms of swordsmanship, neither of them could match Lin Nuo. In mere moments, he had interjected into their fierce duel, waving his dual swords to intercept their strikes.

Seeing it was Lin Nuo, they both retreated a few steps, halting their attack.

“This farce is about to end.”

Lin Nuo held a sword aimed at each of them,

“I need to clarify this with you both: I’m happy to train with you, but please follow the rules and keep your distance.”