Chapter 16 Learning Sword for Two and a Half Years

Author: Li Ju Yu Wu Zhi

Chapter 16 Learning Sword for Two and a Half Years

There was a sharp sword cry outside the cloud!

It's like the sound of metal cutting.

I saw a black shadow cut through the flowing clouds, and in an instant it flew across the sky and came to Chao Xiaoshu.

The straight blade of the sword penetrated into the bridge, and a whirlwind of sword energy overflowed from the blade. The petals of the flowers in the Royal Garden were shaken off and floated into the pond.

The koi fish rushed to the surface to bite the petals, but they seemed not to be affected by the sword energy in the slightest.

The sword intent emanating from Zhifang Sword was like a giant mountain pressing down on Chao Xiaoshu.

"What a powerful sword! There is such a strong person in the back of the academy!?"

Chao Xiaoshu's pupils trembled, his whole body muscles were tense, and every step he took forward seemed to be bound by chains. The powerful telepathy emanating from the sword made Chao Xiaoshu's forehead appear with veins, making it difficult for him to move forward.

"What is he going to do?" Yan Se asked from the side, watching Chao Xiaoshu twisting and walking like a zombie.

"The leader of the Chao Gang draws his sword." Han Ye's eyes flashed with gold, and he wanted to draw it, but unfortunately the sword intention was not aimed at him.

The green steel sword held on Xiaoshu's chest slowly flew out, and started fighting with the sword energy of the rectangular sword in the air.

Invisible sword fragments raged over the pond. Yan Se waved his hand and turned a green talisman into a light shield to protect Han Ye and himself.

The Baise Koi was so frightened that it hid at the bottom of the pond. Chao Xiaoshu finally staggered to the Zifang Sword and held it with both hands.

The green steel sword no longer fought with the sword energy, and flew back towards the small tree, then floated quietly above its head.

"Chao Xiaoshu's natal thing is providing him with strength, feel it carefully." Yan Se reminded him at the right time.

Han Ye concentrated hard and felt that the green steel sword seemed to be transmitting a strange power to Chao Xiaoshu. That power seemed to be roaring and roaring, containing Chao Xiaoshu's determined intention to fight in all kinds of battles in the past.

"Wake me up!!!"

As he screamed at the small tree, the rectangular sword seemed to tremble, and then left the broken wood layer at an extremely obscure and stagnant speed.

"Chao Xiaoshu, I'm waiting for your challenge on the second floor."

A sound transmission sounded around everyone, and Han Ye felt that the chaotic sword energy around him suddenly disappeared. Chao Xiaoshu took a few steps back because the sword in his hand suddenly became lighter.

The sword was taken off his hands and floated in front of Chao Xiaoshu, as if he was admiring him.

Han Ye also wanted to step forward and touch the big, thick, black sword. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw the sword making a "whoosh" sound and leaving only wisps of afterimages disappearing into the sky.

"...How stingy, I have to get a handsome one." Han Ye curled his lips.

Yan Se on the side took in Han Ye's face and expression, and began to think about where to grab something similar.

"I am too ignorant. I have underestimated me, a practitioner from the Tang Dynasty, and even more so, myself." Chao Xiaoshu's green steel sword returned to his arms.

"Thank you for the introduction, Brother Han!" Chao Xiaoshu saluted Han Ye.

"It's not a recommendation, I just don't want to see you suffer in the Southern Jin Dynasty. If you are defeated and become a guest in a foreign land, and something happens on the way, what will the capital city do with such a large group of brothers, relatives and friends?"

Han Ye feels that Chao Xiaoshu has a big heart. In the original work, he just threw away his hands for the sword duel and entrusted his family to Ning Que. He failed to defeat him in the challenge, fell off a cliff and disappeared, and was resurrected with full health. He still had no idea that he could not defeat him again.

Destroyed until sacrifice.

Although he is handsome...but he is a little bit...

Hearing this, Chao Xiaoshu nodded, said goodbye to the old Huangmen, and led Han Ye and Yan Se out of the palace.

Chunfeng Pavilion has returned to its former glory, with vendors at the alley selling their freshly baked delicacies, and a long queue lined up at the entrance of Rouge Shop.

Just like the prosperous appearance when Han Ye came.

"Brother Han, who is the senior in the back mountain?" Chao Xiaoshu brought another bottle of wine to Han Ye and Yan Se.

"On the second floor of the academy, ranked second, Mr. Jun Mo."

"The pinnacle of fate knowledge, a master of swordsmanship."

"She should be younger than you. Under normal conditions, her strength is inferior to Liu Bai's. It's hard to tell if she goes all out." Han Ye explained.

"Why are there two judgments?"

"There are no taboos in the academy. As for Liu Bai, I have never met him. I can only guess from his delay in breaking through the five realms that there are other things in his heart that are restraining him."

He took a sip of wine at Xiaoshu and nodded to himself.

"At least let me know the gap."

When Han Ye heard this, he was familiar with it. He liked to do this the most, but the difference was that Han Ye could run away if he couldn't fight.

And no one can catch up.

"Brother Chao, we've had enough wine and food, why don't we have a fight?" Han Ye raised his glass.

Yan Se on the side was so shocked that he pulled out a few strands of his beard.

"What do you want to do, you brat? Fighting across levels can no longer satisfy you, right? You still want to fight across a larger realm!" Yan Se slapped Han Ye on the back of the head.

"Brother Chao also has this idea, right?" Han Ye and Yan Se looked at Chao Xiaoshu at the same time, but the latter looked threatening.

He smiled flatteringly at Xiaoshu.

"I do have such thoughts. I will never forget the scene when you defeated Wang Jinglue that day."

Yan Se stood up blowing his beard.

"Um?"

He paused towards the small tree.

"It's a pity you don't use a sword."

Yan Se sat down satisfied.

"Who said I can't?" Han Ye said calmly.

Yan Se's face stretched out to meet Han Ye's nose.

"How come I haven't seen your sword before?"

Hearing this, Chao Xiaoshu shouted "Wait a moment" and got up and went outside.

"Master, don't worry. Do you think Brother Chao is the kind of person who has no sense of proportion? He won't hurt me." Han Ye comforted Yan Se.

"He is! And he doesn't have a brain."

"...If you insist on fighting...put on my talisman robe." Yan Se took off his extremely dirty Taoist robe and put it on Han Ye.

Han Ye didn't react, and when he was about to refuse, he discovered that the Taoist robe was filled with all kinds of defensive talismans.

"Master, are you a real dog? No wonder you have to wash clothes."

Yan Se nodded enigmatically, meaning you still have a lot to learn.

Chao Xiaoshu walked in from the outside and had a slender silver sword in his hand.

"Brother Han, try this."

Throwing the sword towards Xiaoshu, Han Ye took it and played with the sword flower. The afterimage of the sword flower appeared several times before gradually disappearing.

"Good swordsmanship." Chao Xiaoshu's eyes lit up and he praised.

"What a sword." Han Ye praised him.

"The name of this sword is 'Chun Yu'. It was left to me by my master. It has been kept in the ancestral hall of my family. Now it is a good home for you."

Han Ye saw the silver fine lines swimming in the light of the spring rain, which gave him a somewhat mysterious feeling, so he immediately thanked and accepted it without refusing.

Yanming Lake.

The warm sunshine in early spring obviously didn't have enough stamina, and the light shining on the frozen lake just made it stronger.

Yan Se drew the talisman on the side. The talisman circle on the ice was like a huge arena, so that the breath of the two people's battle would not spread too much.

"I, Chao Xiaoshu, hold the sword: Qinggang."

"Learning swordsmanship at the age of five, the first piece of sword energy at the age of ten, the second piece at the age of twelve, and the sword practice for thirty years, until now I can send and receive the five pieces of sword energy freely."

"And today, I want to cut out the sixth piece!"

On the frozen Yanming Lake, fine ice and snow swirled across Han Ye's worn robe.

"I, Han Ye, hold the sword: Chunyu."

"Learning martial arts at the age of fifteen. He is good at palm skills, fingering skills, and Qinggong. He has been learning swordsmanship for two and a half years."

"Chicken...if the sword is unsheathed, it will bleed!"
Chapter completed!