CHAPTER 556: CHAPTER 329: A LETTER FROM THE JOYFUL UNION SECT_2

燕 Fengchun even underestimated that young girl.

"You’re underestimating her. In terms of Sword Dao, I am not her match, far from it. If we were in the same realm, I would undoubtedly be defeated."

He shook his head.

But this remark to Yan Fengchun was psychologically scarring, terrifyingly so, as he looked with a startled gaze at the young man beside him.

Having known Jiang Feng for three years, he knew that the boy’s stubbornness was harder than a cooked red-skinned duck. He had never seen Jiang Feng admit defeat; such words wouldn’t have left his mouth unless he had been beaten.

"To be selected by my senior sister and to journey miles away to the Country Liang to demand someone, you should know at that time, I didn’t get such treatment."

"Now I have a solid foundation in Core Formation minor grade, while she’s at Foundation Establishment Peak. If the realms were equal, my chance of defeating her wouldn’t exceed thirty percent. If it was when I just formed the Core, before I fought the demon monk Jin Shan, the chance might be at most fifty percent."

"Even today, my chances wouldn’t exceed seventy percent, at most sixty-five. During my journey to Liang, I had a tough battle with her. You haven’t seen her Inconsistent Sword; it almost shaved me into meat slices."

"If not for my usual fondness for studying some trickery and skills... ha, truly losing would have meant being laughed at by my senior sister all my life."

"Oh, just now with that move, my senior sister never used such a trick to bully me. She intended to give this new junior sister a shock."

He shook his head in amusement.

The two in the Martial Arts Arena were still fighting enthusiastically. Watching expert battles was truly insightful. With this little princess’s level, opening a Mountain Gate would probably be more than enough, but no matter how talented one is, when facing Liu Tangxi...

Swoosh!

The longsword held in a reverse grip was flicked away by a flick to the forehead.

The key was throughout the process Liu Tangxi didn’t use a shred of cultivation. She relied entirely on reaction and experience to predict the opponent’s moves ahead of time, waiting at ease. At first glance, it didn’t seem like she seized the sword.

But rather that the sword willingly went into her hands, to be played with recklessly.

"Interesting thoughts, but I am not your Brother Jiang; I am not that foolish."

The "Swordmaster Peak’s second best" watching from afar instantly darkened their face, knowing that Liu Tangxi witnessed his entire battle with Liang Yu, immediately starting a rhetorical beating. Yan Fengchun standing beside couldn’t help but laugh aloud.

"Tail-After-Needle and Heart-Stabbing Thorn, each move as its name suggests: stable, accurate, ruthless, aiming for the unexpected, feigning and attacking, retreat to advance."

"Your intentions are too obvious. Using attack as defense without feinting vulnerabilities, it’s laughable if succeeded. Practicing Sword Dao for decades with just this skill?"

"Again."

Bang!

A kick sent flying.

If it were anyone else, they would have long been defensively sprayed by Fairy Liu, but this Princess Liang didn’t show any grievance. Her eyes became more focused, attacking Liu Tangxi with even sharper intent.

Another masochistic soul.

"Rainbow Piercing the Sun!"

"Too slow."

Facing wide open moves, the Sword Immortal kicked up debris into the armpits, which the girl dared not meet head-on, forcing her to twist her body and adjust her sword stance. But in the moment when her center deviated, Liu Tangxi directly seized the sword!

Her palm didn’t touch the blade; rather, her fingers used friction and mastery over force to twist the opponent’s power, forcing it all into the sword length, bending it almost ninety degrees.

Twisting the wrist, the longsword twisted like a pretzel!

"Release."

Red lips slightly moved, but Liu Tangxi’s words were like prophecy. In the situation when the hand really released, everyone’s eyes widened, for at the moment Lin Yu let go, the sword swiftly spun back to position.

The burst of power that instant would likely snap a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s arm if ordinary; no wonder Lin Yu released her grip. Her sword wasn’t soft, with balanced elasticity and excellent material.

Even under such bending did not produce any metallic crack, showing its quality. Yet ironically, this fine treasure sword became the burden, exploited and casually tossed, tracing an arc in the air, falling right before the retreating Lin Yu.

Thunk!

The floor seemed like tofu.

Upon landing, the longsword remained motionless, only violently trembling with a buzzing sound, seemingly in fear or submission.

"Filled with flaws, Rainbow Piercing the Sun is not used this way. Sword with no retreat, sweeping all around; a splinter unsettles you, talking about Sword Dao; again."

A cold, impassive statement.

Sharp and merciless, every word piercing the heart. Within the home or outside, Lin Yu had never been so thoroughly negated. The power gap first brought her despair.

Not cultivation realm but the understanding of "sword." She felt standing before the Sword Immortal, having no secrets. Each move and intent were transparently seen, any move disrupting her.

Without using any cultivation, purely a lead in realm and skill, every move was predicted, sometimes uncontrollably reacting to Sword Immortal’s thoughts.

With clenched teeth, grasping, extracting the longsword without hesitation. In terms of execution, Lin Yu was fully competent. But witnessing this, Yan Fengchun shook his head.

"Peak Master is a bit strict on Princess Liang, who’s yet to form a Core. The techniques taught by Peak Master might not even be learned by a Nascent Soul disciple."

With somewhat a sigh of complex feelings.

Initially, Yan Fengchun was always lingering over losing to Jiang Feng, believing he had a chance to win. Finally realizing why Swordmaster Peak disciples grew terrifyingly strong, why after three years, the gap widened.

What kind of monsters are these?

"No, not strict at all. After her senior sister finishes tormenting, I will take her to the study to learn Daoist Skill."

"Huh?"

Jaw almost dropped to the ground.

This was beyond strict; it’s almost abuse, right? Yet Jiang Feng just shook his head, saying, "You don’t understand; I haven’t seen my sister this focused. You should grasp the environment royal offspring live in."

"Such harshness aims to wear down her sharpness and shatter her confidence. Know that some royal habits brought to the sect aren’t good at all. Though this little princess is quite well-mannered, upon entry, proper schooling is necessary."

"Another thing, is my sister’s temper. The more she values someone, the more earnestly she teaches. Although she puts Liang Yu through a lot, everything taught is genuine skill."

"My little sister is smart, clever-minded, though stubborn at times. Though adept in the sword, she’s slightly lacking in other aspects. Her talent balanced with growth in other areas is the path outlined by my sister."

"Rest assured, we give this girl enough time to rest, not truly pushing her hard."

In the distance, Liang Yu still repeatedly being tactically dealt with, using different strategies after being kicked away, resiliently pressing onward.

Liu Tangxi did not deal heavy blows, unlike teaching Jiang Feng before with an icy stab, as Jiang Feng’s was fast-track, learning killing skill quickly for maximum returns was the goal.

But dealing with this unpolished gem, she had plenty of time for one-on-one guidance, naturally needless for rough methods.

The duo sat under the tree, bragging while pointing toward the distant Martial Arts Arena, with much to discuss after sparring. But barely started speaking when a gentle mature lady approached.

"Elder...Brother Jiang, outside there’s a letter, sent directly to you."

Almost slipping ’elder’ out.

Privately say these words are fine, but publicly changes flavor! Jiang Feng showed some curiosity; why would someone write him?

So he casually asked: "Who sent it?"

"It’s... sent by a Hehuan disciple."