The junior sister's rebirth and madness send the entire sect trembling in fear.

Chapter 215: Should I also try to comprehend my own swordsmanship?



Chapter 215: Should I also try to comprehend my own swordsmanship?

"By the way, Sheng Sheng, will the Tai Chi sword technique you taught us before spawn any other sword techniques?" Nan Qingge asked slowly as she served Si Nansheng some food.

"Did Sister Qingge realize something?" Si Nansheng tilted his head in confusion.

"I have some insights, but I'm still a little uncertain," Nan Qingge said somewhat shyly.

She's an adult, yet she's asking a little girl for advice; she really does feel a bit embarrassed!

"Well, Sister Qingge can have a good talk with my third senior brother; he's experienced." Si Nansheng stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth and pointed at Bai Ye.

Bai Ye looked up at Si Nansheng with a blank expression. Why was his junior sister giving him work again?

"Could it be that Junior Brother Bai Ye has already comprehended his own sword technique?" Nan Qingge and the others looked at Bai Ye in surprise, and Bai Ye nodded.

"Junior Sister's guidance is excellent, which is why I was able to comprehend my own swordsmanship," Bai Ye said, picking up more food for Si Nansheng.

"I didn't do anything special, I just taught my third senior brother Tai Chi sword. The rest was all earned by my third senior brother through his own efforts." Si Nansheng looked at Bai Ye with a smile, and Bai Ye didn't say anything more.

While eating, Si Nansheng fell into deep thought. The footwork she used was taught by Ye Xiuran, the Great Evolution Bone Tempering Technique was taught by Li Tianhen, and although the Chaos Green Lotus Divine Technique was her own, it was also given to her by the Chaos Green Lotus in her dantian.

Is she also going to try to understand her own swordsmanship?

But what method should one use to comprehend it?

Tai Chi swordplay?

Perhaps we can give it a try.

The competition began, and the thirty girls who had won the previous match stood on the fighting platform.

"The next round of the competition will now begin with one-on-one duels. The winners will advance to the next round." The disciple from the Holy Domain stood before the crowd, said a few words, and then had everyone draw lots.

Si Nansheng looked at the fortune slip in his hand, then at the fortune slips of Nan Qingge and Liu Xuewei, and realized that they hadn't met.

That's fine too; let her deal with Liu Xuewei later.

However, whether it was just his imagination or not, standing closer to Liu Xuewei, Si Nansheng could smell an unpleasant odor more clearly.

The smell wasn't this strong before.

"Sheng Sheng, let's go downstairs to rest first, it'll be our turn in a little while." Nan Qingge led Si Nansheng by the hand and walked to the stands.

They walked past Liu Xuewei. Liu Xuewei wanted to speak, but Si Nansheng and Nan Qingge ignored her, so she could only lower her head, pretend to be aggrieved, and sit down to the side.

"This Si Nansheng dares to disregard Junior Sister Xuewei like this. Aren't you going to do anything about it?" Yi Ziwen looked at Si Nansheng and Nan Qingge with dissatisfaction.

He used to have some respect for Nan Qingge, but now, all he feels when he sees her is disgust.

Or to put it another way, now, apart from the gentle and kind Liu Xuewei, he doesn't care about anyone else.

Whenever he sees someone bullying Liu Xuewei, he will rush over uncontrollably, without thinking there's anything wrong with it.

A man sitting not far from them frowned slightly when he saw Yi Ziwen's ferocious expression.

However, he did not go forward.

The first few matches were fairly standard and not particularly exciting.

"Sheng Sheng, sit here and wait for me." When it was Nan Qingge's turn, she patted Si Nansheng's head.

"Sister Qingge, be careful, don't get hurt." Si Nansheng waved to Nan Qingge, who smiled and nodded.

Standing on the dueling platform, Nan Qingge wore a plain white sword robe, her posture as upright as a pine tree, the long sword in her hand gleaming with cold light, the blade seemingly imbued with a spiritual energy.

Her gaze was firm and sharp, like the brightest star in the night sky, fixed on Jiang Qiao opposite her.

Jiang Qiao wore a light pink silk dress, with an exquisite talisman bag hanging at her waist. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and her face was delicate yet lively and playful.

"Senior Sister Qingge, I was forced to participate in the martial arts competition. Let's stop here when we've made our point. Take it easy and don't hurt me."

Jiang Qiao looked at Nan Qingge pitifully, and Nan Qingge sighed helplessly, looking at Jiang Qiao with a helpless expression.

She and Jiang Qiao had known each other for a long time. It was because of this acquaintance that she knew Jiang Qiao was pretending to be pitiful, but that was definitely not what she really meant. That girl was ruthless.

The competition officially began, and Jiang Qiao took the initiative. With lightning speed, she quickly pulled out a yellow talisman from her talisman bag. In an instant, the talisman spontaneously combusted, turning into a flame that rushed towards Nan Qingge.

Nan Qingge raised an eyebrow, unhurriedly twirling her longsword to extinguish the flames with a swift and decisive motion.

Sparks flew as the sword blade passed, and one could almost hear the sound of flames being cleaved.

Seeing this, Jiang Qiao was not discouraged. Her hands moved like butterflies flitting among flowers as she continuously drew out talismans. In an instant, lightning talismans, ice shard talismans, and boulder talismans were unleashed, and various spells complemented each other, enveloping Nan Qingge.

Thunder roared, ice shards flashed, and boulders rolled, creating a magnificent spectacle. Yet Nan Qingge moved with the ease of a stroll, her agile movements and the long sword in her hand creating a curtain of swords.

The sword curtain was impenetrable, blocking all the talismans and spells. The sword blades collided with the talismans, producing a crisp and melodious sound, like a stirring battle song.

Nan Qingge seized the opportunity, let out a loud shout, and suddenly changed her sword style. Her sword moves were as gentle as a breeze, yet they concealed a fierce killing move.

She flashed and instantly appeared in front of Jiang Qiao, her long sword like a dragon emerging from the sea, aiming straight for Jiang Qiao's throat.

Jiang Qiao was shocked and quickly retreated several steps while simultaneously drawing out a defensive talisman.

However, Nan Qingge's swordsmanship was too fast. Before the talisman could be fully unfurled, the tip of his sword was already pressed against Jiang Qiao's throat.

"Stop, stop, stop! I give up, Senior Sister Qingge. You've gone too far! You're showing no mercy at all."

Jiang Qiao said helplessly, but her eyes were full of resentment and admiration. Thunderous applause immediately rang out from below the stage, and everyone cheered for this wonderful competition.

Nan Qingge sheathed her sword and nodded slightly to Jiang Qiao. "Thank you for the concession," she said softly, her voice gentle yet carrying the confidence and composure of a victor.

“I won’t give in at all, Sister Qingge. I’m leaving in a few days. When can we get together?” Jiang Qiao looked at Nan Qingge expectantly.

"Let's wait until the competition is over. Then I'll introduce you to my sister." Nan Qingge smiled at her.

"Okay!" Jiang Qiao replied happily.

After the referee announced that Nan Qingge had won, Jiang Qiao hugged Nan Qingge's arm and skipped off the fighting platform.

In this duel, Nan Qingge defeated Jiang Qiao, who was adept at using talismans, with her sharp swordsmanship.

However, Jiang Qiao's talisman skills also demonstrated their power and exquisite craftsmanship to everyone.

"Sister Qingge, you are amazing!" Si Nansheng had always known that the disciples of the Holy Domain were quite skilled, but this was the first time she had seen Nan Qingge use swordsmanship.

That ethereal figure and that sharp swordsmanship were simply too cool.

“You’re much better than me.” Nan Qingge playfully pinched Si Nansheng’s nose, and Si Nansheng chuckled.

Jiang Qiao looked at this and that, feeling that being ignored for so long was really too much!


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