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"What, can't you keep it a secret?"
"Since I want to see, then let’s see the sword."
Before the words fell, a flash of sword light shot toward the east, causing Liu Lao to quickly raise the Ancient Cliff Blade to block the fierce sword beam.
"I want to ask him..."
Before he could finish, Gu Ping was already upon him, the sword light closing in like Gu Ping in close combat, pressing down on him until he could hardly breathe. The sword momentum surged infinitely, with no repetition whatsoever; even the Sword Techniques were not alike. This truly left Liu Lao Jiu in a state of confusion, and Tan Siyuan beside him was equally astonished.
She had never imagined that this Genius Chief could wield a sword with such extraordinary skill. Could some people really be born with it? Tan Siyuan couldn't help but wonder.
Liu Lao Jiu's shock turned into relief. That once frail scholar, who seemed powerless, had now become someone who could stand proudly among the talents of Tiandong. The experiences from three years ago—the dark nights of fleeing, Gu Ping's tears, struggles, and despair—were all vividly etched in his mind.
"Is it true that some things just pass if you don’t think about them?"
Gu Ping withdrew his fierce assault and shifted to a slower sword style. While this gave Liu Lao Jiu a chance to catch his breath, it only further trapped him in Gu Ping's rhythm, leaving him unable to organize an effective counterattack.
"Did I already have the answer?"
Liu Lao Jiu leaped back, trying to escape Gu Ping's sword momentum, only to find Gu Ping waiting at his landing spot, leaving him with no way out.
"Junior sister, watch closely; that is true Qianhuaduo."
Gu Ping swung the Liangyi Sword, causing Liu Lao Jiu to feel a sudden chill of fear. He sought to understand the Liangyi Sword but found himself unable to twist it into various strange angles, let alone unleash countless sword lights in such a short time. He truly could not fathom how Gu Ping could wield it with such dazzling techniques.
In that moment, Liu Lao Jiu realized he was gravely mistaken. Black and red flowers bloomed before his eyes, and gray light flickered throughout the courtyard. Gu Ping's sword intent came from all directions, completely sealing off any escape routes for Liu Lao Jiu. He could only swing his Ancient Cliff Blade in a desperate attempt to defend himself.
That scene, reflected in Tan Siyuan's eyes, resembled a long-lasting artistic depiction from the Lu State. The Lu State painter was skilled at using black, red, and gray to convey profound meanings without needing any other colors, allowing the entire painting to express the realm they sought to convey.
Liu Lao Jiu understood that Gu Ping's sword intent stemmed from his martial arts or perhaps entirely from his life experiences. It did not derive from any cultivation method; that kind of sword intent, Liu Lao Jiu knew, could not be escaped by any technique. He wondered if he could truly withstand it.
With all his strength, Liu Lao Jiu unleashed the Ancient Cliff Blade within his Ling Spirit. A massive wall appeared between the two of them, as if in that instant, the distance between them had been stretched infinitely.
A Distant Paradise?
Gu Ping was somewhat surprised and let out a soft gasp. He had not expected Liu Lao Jiu to master such a powerful spell. Although it was not fully manifested, the essence of it made Gu Ping feel as though the distance between them had been infinitely widened.
Tan Siyuan covered her mouth in astonishment. She knew that both of her senior brothers were extraordinary individuals but had never imagined that they had surpassed her own cultivation level. The brilliant scene before her suggested that even if she reached Golden Cultivation in the future, she would still be unable to attain the realm they currently occupied.
Crack! Crack!
The crisp sounds reached Tan Siyuan's ears as the previously frozen scene shattered like porcelain, cracks spreading like a spiderweb before her eyes.
To Tan Siyuan's surprise, once everything dissipated, it was as if the two had never been locked in combat at all. They stood facing each other, their weapons clashing and proving that everything that had just occurred was real.
Who won?
Tan Siyuan was somewhat oblivious to the situation between the two and went to ask.
Liu Lao Jiu slowly withdrew his leg from the Ancient Cliff Blade, pointed at Gu Ping, and said, "Did I offend you, Chief Senior Brother? Sigh, really, I don't know how to give way to an elder."
As for me, I didn't know how much better I was than him. Gu Ping sheathed his Liangyi Sword and sat down next to the stone table.
Just now, that was truly unexpected. I didn't intend to deceive him. Tan Siyuan sat beside Gu Ping, still lost in thought about everything that had just happened, imagining what spells she would use in the future.
The sword moves with the heart, without fixed forms or patterns. One must not only think about where their sword should go but also consider where the enemy's weapon might strike so that they can understand where their own sword should be directed.
The enemy's sword?
Tan Siyuan felt a bit confused. She had always practiced according to the books and had never considered what the enemy's sword might look like.
I observed.
Gu Ping pointed his left leg at Tan Siyuan, and a beam of light shot toward her face.
"Ah!"
Tan Siyuan exclaimed and hurriedly dodged Gu Ping's attack. Her hair fell messily across her face, and she looked at Gu Ping with a hint of anger.
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