Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

After recovering, the two sheathed their weapons and returned to the center of the arena.

Hua Yuezhu crossed her arms, holding the slender sword close to her chest. A beautiful smile appeared on her exquisite face, like a gentle spring breeze.

However, what she said next was delivered in a tone that made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Little Xie, you're really something! You actually thought you could defeat your sister with your swordsmanship. Well done!"

Although the words were spoken so gently, the tone was truly cold, clearly indicating that the speaker was somewhat angry.

"Haha, I just wanted you to experience my swordsmanship for yourself, otherwise you wouldn't believe me."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie smiled sheepishly and scratched his head.

However, the next second, his expression changed. He stopped smirking, his eyes sharpened, and he looked at Hua Yuezhu seriously as he spoke.

"You must have experienced my swordsmanship firsthand. What are your thoughts?"

Upon hearing Mo Xie's words, Hua Yuezhu's smile gradually faded, and she simply closed her eyes, recalling the battle that had just taken place.

Upon closer reflection, she was even more astonished to discover that her self-created swordsmanship was utterly incomparable to the swordsmanship her opponent had just displayed!
Whether it's strength, speed, or skill, her swordsmanship is simply no match.

In the past, Hua Yuezhu might have been proud of her self-created swordsmanship and continued to immerse herself in her comfort zone.

But now, she has finally seen herself clearly. Her original pride has completely disappeared, and she has gradually rediscovered the essence of her initial sword practice.

For a moment, Hua Yuezhu seemed to feel as if she touched something, but it vanished in an instant, as if nothing had ever happened.

After a long while, Hua Yuezhu opened her eyes, sighed, and spoke with admiration, her tone devoid of any envy or jealousy.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed impressive, far superior to my self-created swordsmanship. If I was complacent about my swordsmanship before, I am no longer so now."

Seeing a glint in Hua Yuezhu's eyes, Mo Xie was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared on his lips. He seemed to be thinking about something when he spoke.

"Sister Yuezhu, you don't need to underestimate yourself. Being able to create your own flowing sword technique is enough to show that you have extremely high talent. It's just that you are indeed a bit weaker than my sword technique."

Upon hearing this, Hua Yuezhu couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead, giving Mo Xie a resentful glare with her beautiful eyes. She then tapped his chest with her slender fingers and said irritably.

"You brat, I really can't figure out if you're praising me or slandering me."

Mo Xie ignored Hua Yuezhu's words and instead stretched out his hand in front of her.

"what?"

Hua Yuezhu was taken aback, looking at the palm extended in front of her, and asked in confusion.

"Lend me your rapier for a moment, and I'll demonstrate the sword technique I just used again. This time, watch it carefully from an outsider's perspective, and perhaps you'll be able to grasp something from it."

Mo Xie took the longsword, stood still, took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a sharp glint, and his demeanor changed in an instant.

It seemed to have transformed into a long sword, incredibly sharp, as if it could cleave through everything in the world!
The rapier danced in the air, the sound of it cutting through the air ringing out. Mo Xie's body stretched out, and she moved quickly across the ground, as if she were performing a dance.

Although seemingly elegant, every movement is very steady, and one can feel a powerful aura and a sharp edge emanating from it.

Hua Yuezhu stared intently at Mo Xie's movements, as if afraid of missing a single one. As the swordplay grew faster and faster, her expression gradually turned to shock; her pupils contracted, her red lips parted slightly, and she could hardly believe it.

During the observation, she gradually felt as if she was touching something, but it was just a little bit off, like something right in front of her but she couldn't quite reach it.

After completing the final move, a smooth and flowing sword technique came to an end. Mo Xie deftly twirled her sword, sheathed it, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

He turned and walked towards Hua Yuezhu, returning the slender sword to her and asking.

"Sister Yuezhu, now that you've seen my swordsmanship demonstration, let's share our thoughts."

Hua Yuezhu took the slender sword, her pretty face full of contemplation. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, she slowly spoke.

"When I was observing just now, I felt like I touched something, but as soon as I felt it, it disappeared all at once. It was very strange."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie raised an eyebrow, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. A smile appeared on his lips as he spoke.

"It seems my judgment was right after all. Your talent in swordsmanship is truly exceptional. In fact, whether it's a saber or a sword, there is a special realm to it."

"What realm?"

Hua Yuezhu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked.

After a moment of silence, Mo Xie looked at Hua Yuezhu's pretty face and slowly uttered a single word.

"meaning!"

"meaning?"

Upon hearing this word, Hua Yuezhu was taken aback at first, then murmured to herself as if she had thought of something and fell into deep thought.

Seeing her like this, Mo Xie did not disturb her, but instead played with the Yama in his hand.

After a long while, seeing the look of realization on Hua Yuezhu's face, Mo Xie smiled gently and said.

"Even though you are at the advanced level, you have never been able to completely defeat me, who is at the advanced level. One reason is that my swordsmanship is stronger, and another reason is that you lack [intention]."

"So that's it..."

Hua Yuezhu was slightly taken aback. Recalling the battle just now, she realized that although she was stronger, she could not gain any advantage and was instead slightly suppressed by the sword in her opponent's hand.

Mo Xie looked at the gleam in the other person's beautiful eyes, smiled, and said confidently.

"It seems you've already grasped some of the [Intent]. In that case, I'll teach you a sword technique. I'm sure that after you've learned this entire technique, you'll fully comprehend the [Intent]."

"And by then, your swordsmanship will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!"

"You do the movements with me, and I'll go over the details little by little so you can grasp it faster."

Upon hearing these words, Hua Yuezhu's beautiful eyes shone with an unusual light. She was deeply moved and grateful to Mo Xie.

The two were not related by blood, only verbally addressing each other as brother and sister. I never expected the other would be willing to teach me such a powerful sword technique; it's truly...

Little Xie, I will never forget your kindness, and I will definitely treat you well from now on! (End of Chapter)