The courtyard of the Qiushui Pavilion.
Morning wind rustled through the leaves. The ancient trees in the courtyard, having stood here for who knows how many years, seemed to be watching with great interest the young man and woman at their feet.
“Are we sparring or having a duel?”
Li Mo raised his sword and asked with a smile.
“Either way,” Ying Bing replied, her delicate fingers holding the sword slightly trembling.
She just wanted it to start as soon as possible.
Li Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.
It seemed that Ice Chunk had made new progress in swordsmanship, so he came to test himself?
That meant he would have to take this seriously.
“Then let’s consider it a sparring match.”
“Since that’s the case, then let’s begin…”
“Hold on.”
“Hmm?”
Ying Bing let out a soft breath, the momentum she had just gathered momentarily halted.
Li Mo chuckled lightly, “Since it’s a sparring match, why don’t we add some stakes, like a reward or something…”
He still remembered.
Back when Ice Chunk taught him swordsmanship, if he made even the slightest mistake, Ice Chunk would hit his buttocks!
The suffering endured from those strikes remained vividly in Xiao Li’s memory!
If I lose something, I must get it back myself!
Xiao Li’s competitive spirit was ignited.
Reward…
Ying Bing bit her lip gently.
At this moment, she really didn’t want to hear that word!
“Alright!”
Her voice and Tian Shuang Sword arrived together.
As this sword emerged, all sounds ceased, and the tyrannical sword intent enveloped the Qiushui Pavilion, making it the sole focus of this small world.
Li Mo’s heart trembled slightly.
This was a sword technique he had never seen before.
With his current level of insight, he could naturally tell that this sword technique was of extremely high quality!
“Where did Ice Chunk learn this?”
Li Mo wasn’t overly fixated on this question.
In his mind, he recalled the general outline of the Dugu Nine Swords and its techniques, moving with the sword.
But, how difficult.
This sword technique was still too challenging for him…
“Hmm?”
Ying Bing frowned slightly.
Why has Li Mo’s swordsmanship suddenly dropped so much?
Chaotic and aimless, lacking any sense, it was completely different from yesterday.
Ding ding ding—
Swords clashed.
In an instant, the Crimson Sky Sword showed signs of weakening.
Neither of them used anything other than their swords.
Of course, Li Mo couldn’t pull out a hammer to change the situation; he could only barely hold his ground, struggling to support himself.
But Xiao Li wasn’t entirely being suppressed either.
He seemed to already be able to use martial arts insights during his attacks.
Martial arts insights activated!
[Thirty years of martial arts insights infused into your cultivation.]
[In the first year, you strive to thoroughly understand the general outline of the Dugu Nine Swords, integrating it into your heart.]
[In the seventh year, you discover that the true essence you once perceived was the result of the Sword Demon seeking the one that eluded martial arts after defeating all living things, using a mortal body that had never absorbed the energy of heaven and earth.]
[In the tenth year, you are still in a state of confusion about this sword technique, realizing that your understanding is still too shallow.]
[In the thirtieth year, you recall the scene of sparring with Ying Bing, feeling a faint spark of inspiration.]
Xiao Li felt deeply moved.
Thirty years.
Nothing had come of it.
This was the result after he gained insight under Guan Shen, with his consciousness soul becoming more acute, coupled with sparring with Ice Chunk.
Otherwise, this insight might have been completely lost, just like learning to draw.
“Again!”
Li Mo summarized his previous insights.
This time, his sword technique was even more chaotic.
No matter if it was superior sword techniques or secret arts he had learned before, it was as if he couldn’t use them anymore.
Actually.
Even if he could use them, they wouldn’t make a difference.
Under the overwhelming Tian Shuang Sword, even the Sun Wheel Sword Canon would be crushed.
Ding—
Ding—
Clang—
Li Mo’s hand holding the Crimson Sky Sword tingled slightly.
This was terrifying!
His extreme body refinement wasn’t just for show.
To be counterattacked like this, it showed how terrifying Ice Chunk’s sword skills were!
Smack—
Suddenly, Xiao Li’s sword defense was breached.
Tian Shuang Sword extended and struck his buttocks.
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Ke Mo: “?!”
Families.
It means getting carried away.
“For today, let’s stop here.”
Ying Bing calmly put away her sword and spoke.
She had roughly become familiar with the first move of the Divine Thunder Heart Sword, and after a bit more polishing, she would have fully mastered it.
And…
She really couldn’t continue anymore.
That unusual feeling hadn’t diminished because she practiced diligently.
Like a parasite clinging to bone… it had made even the domineering sword techniques waver.
“It’s not over yet!”
Little Ke had spent another twenty years on martial arts insights.
Being hit on the buttocks again, our Little Ke doesn’t care about face!
In the future, every time he takes out his sword, he will remember this unforgettable past. How can he still be a cool and handsome swordsman!
The field must be reclaimed!
Whoosh—
Ke Mo raised his sword again, still chaotic and disorganized, tenfold messy.
“This sword…”
Ying Bing’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.
When he swung his sword, it looked like a novice swinging wildly.
An incredibly strange thing happened.
Despite being chaotic, he unexpectedly found a flaw that even she hadn’t noticed herself.
Clang—
This sword actually stopped the tyrannical Tian Shuang Sword.
Ying Bing’s swordplay was incredibly sharp, and she started changing tactics without hesitation.
However, this change in tactics.
The weakness of Tian Shuang Sword just happened to collide with the tip of the Crimson Sky Sword!
It was as if she had deliberately exposed the flaw.
“This… Could it be…”
A thought suddenly arose in Ying Bing’s heart.
This seems to have the flavor of technique approaching the Dao?
Clearly, each sword was crude, neither continuous nor with any form, and couldn’t even be considered using sword techniques!
Yet, it could find her weakest point…
On the opposite side.
Ke Mo felt that it was indeed about right now.
[Congratulations Host, thirty years of martial arts insights infused into your cultivation!]
[In the first year, you analyze that spark of inspiration, merging it with yourself, countless sword techniques you have learned floating in your heart.]
[In the eighth year, countless opponents you have faced, the process of engaging with them, all become clear in your heart, and you can even engage in mental battles with them.]
….
[In the thirtieth year, you finally found the method to grasp that ‘one’.]
[Thirty years of martial arts insights exhausted, your Dugu Nine Swords is complete.]
Ke Mo’s gaze focused.
At this moment, the slender and graceful Ying Bing had already been found vulnerable by him.
Ice Chunk had a fatal flaw!
At this moment, he was completely focused, all his thoughts on the sword and that ‘one’.
Clang!
The terrifying sword intent of Tian Shuang Sword suddenly paused.
Ying Bing’s neck turned slightly red.
He actually wanted to learn from her!
That place is indeed her greatest weakness now.
She suddenly unleashed the second move of the Divine Thunder Heart Sword.
After the sword intent of Tian Shuang paused, it erupted with all its might.
“Let go!”
Ying Bing’s eyes were both calm and stern.
The sword light erupted completely.
Smack—
The Crimson Sky Sword indeed slipped out of his hand, along with Tian Shuang Sword.
Normally, this sparring session would end, with two swordsmen no longer holding their swords.
But this time was different.
The Dugu Nine Swords was not entirely constrained by the sword.
Moreover, this sword technique was purely offensive, with no defensive moves!
Attack is the best defense!
Without a sword, we still have hands!
Straight for that ‘one’!
Smack—
This sound was very crisp.
Their figures merged.
Ying Bing suddenly froze, her eyelashes quivering slightly.
The air seemed to freeze.
Ke Mo, unaware, opened his eyes and smiled,
“Hehe, this time I won!”
