The world of martial arts, the immortal swordsman in the mortal realm.

Chapter 13 13, the flowers are too fragrant
Lu Chen naturally agreed with Huang Rong's arrangement.

However, he also offered a small suggestion:

"Rong'er, look at me, I've only just developed internal energy, and my skill is still too shallow. Should we take a few days to allow me to accumulate more internal energy before we go out for real combat to hone our skills?"

Huang Rong had originally intended to practice with him more before he truly matured, so as to accumulate more "victories." Upon hearing this, she readily nodded in agreement and said with a smile:
"Okay, then let's postpone it for seven days. We'll set off again after seven days."

The plan was thus agreed upon. That evening, Lu Chen celebrated with a feast prepared by Huang Rong. He played chess and chatted with her for a while, then continued practicing his swordsmanship to accumulate internal energy.

The true energy cultivated using "Sword One" is far more powerful than the internal energy cultivated using the Yue Nu Sword.

When his true energy circulated, Lu Chen could clearly feel that his movements and footwork became lighter and faster, his senses were more acute, and the power and speed of his sword strikes were significantly improved.

However, the use of true energy will consume it, and Lu Chen's current meager amount of true energy cannot last long. If he were to use it at full strength, his true energy would be completely depleted in five minutes at most.

Of course, it's perfectly normal for a novice who has only this much stamina to have just started practicing true qi.

To improve endurance, all you need to do is practice diligently and accumulate experience continuously.

For the next seven days, Lu Chen diligently practiced "Half a Sword Move" every day to accumulate true energy.

Although accumulating true energy bit by bit is quite tedious, one can feel one's skill level improving little by little every day, one's strength improving little by little, and one's stamina also significantly increasing every day.

This kind of cultivation with clear positive feedback made Lu Chen, who was already focused and determined, even more tireless and energetic in his cultivation.

Besides practicing swordsmanship and accumulating true energy, Huang Rong also sparred with him every day for the past seven days.

As Lu Chen's swordsmanship improved day by day and his skill level increased, Huang Rong could no longer rely solely on the Yue Maiden Sword to maintain her winning streak when sparring with him.

Not only was his lightness skill at its peak, but he also displayed the Falling Petal Sword Technique, the Jade Flute Sword Technique, and even the fist techniques, palm techniques, and Orchid Finger Technique of Peach Blossom Island. Only in this way could he absolutely suppress Lu Chen, who only knew one set of "Yue Maiden Sword Technique."

Lu Chen's growth was too fast. Every time Huang Rong learned a new skill, she could catch him off guard at first. But after using it once or twice, even if he couldn't easily counter or break through her moves, he would no longer be at a loss.

As his swordsmanship and combat skills continued to improve, even if Huang Rong suddenly used a new skill she had never used before, Lu Chen already knew how to deal with it.

It simply means that when you encounter a new skill that you have never experienced before, you should first guard your position and remain undefeated before thinking about how to defend and counter it.

If all else fails, you can do your thing and I'll do mine.

I don't care if I can understand your kung fu; I only know that my sword can threaten you just as much. So I'll fight you head-on and see who has the faster and more skillful moves.

With such rapid improvement, by the seventh day of their sparring session, Huang Rong and Lu Chen had fought fiercely for over three hundred moves. Finally, when her moves were no longer effective against him, Huang Rong relied on her superior skill to exhaust Lu Chen's true energy, and only then was she able to defeat him.

After the sparring session ended, Lu Chen was drenched in sweat, his strength exhausted, and his stamina nearly depleted. He could only support himself with his wooden sword, panting heavily like a bellows. Huang Rong, on the other hand, had a flushed face, as if she had applied rouge, and her budding breasts were heaving.

She put one hand on her hip and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the other, speaking with slightly uneven breaths:
"Your skills are already quite good. Tomorrow we'll challenge various martial arts schools."

Lu Chen nodded, panting heavily:

"it is good."

"Let's skip practice tonight and get some rest."

"Ah."

Tell me a story tonight.

"no problem."

"I want to listen to more songs. I want to listen to new songs."

"Row."

night.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and countless stars twinkle.

Lu Chen sat on the roof of the main house, enjoying the night breeze, and told stories to Huang Rong, who was sitting next to him.

The two sat very close to each other.

They were no more than half a foot apart on the shoulders. Huang Rong could feel Lu Chen's burning body temperature, and Lu Chen could smell the refreshing, floral fragrance emanating from her.

But neither of them had any ulterior motives.

After practicing diligently for more than twenty days, from dawn to midnight every day without a single day of relaxation, Lu Chen finally got to relax for one night. Huang Rong's captivating fragrance made him feel as if he were in a sea of ​​flowers still covered in morning dew at dawn. His mind was clear and peaceful, without a trace of impure thoughts or evil intentions that would defile this beautiful scene.

Huang Rong, on the other hand, was too young and innocent, and didn't have many complicated thoughts in her mind.

At this moment, she was simply enjoying Lu Chen's pleasant voice as he narrated the captivating story. Her mind was deeply immersed in the story, and as it unfolded, she experienced moments of joy, sadness, laughter, and sorrow...

After telling the story, Lu Chen sang her a new song.

"Laughing at the world, when will the grudges and hatreds end? As dusk approaches and the evening glow fades, I walk alone without any worries... So carefree, I don't care about the hatred in the world, as indifferent as tea. In the martial world, I say, if I walk the path of righteousness, I fear neither evil nor justice..."

Huang Rong rested her chin on her slender hand, her bright, star-like eyes fixed on Lu Chen's profile. Having heard the melody once and memorized it, she softly hummed along:

"Her graceful demeanor leaves a lingering fragrance, the moonlight shines softly in the mountains, the evening breeze carries sorrow like ocean waves... Come, come, fill your cup with bitter wine, let no one stop us, drink wildly and sing loudly... the flowers are so fragrant..."

Sing a song.

The two exchanged a smile. Huang Rong stood up, clapped her hands, and laughed:
"It's a nice song, but I feel it's not quite right for someone our age. Tomorrow, sing me something more grand and epic. Okay, that's the end of the story and the song, time to rest. No extra practice tonight, okay? Go to bed early and recharge!"

After saying that, he gave Lu Chen a big smile, then leaped up and floated lightly off the roof.

Watching Huang Rong's light, graceful, and ethereal figure, Lu Chen suddenly realized a serious problem:
I seem……

You still don't know proper light-body kung fu?
Sword techniques generally have corresponding footwork, but the footwork in sword techniques is a "positioning" skill that is used in conjunction with the moves to attack, defend, advance, retreat, shift, and dodge. Its application is limited and it cannot be considered a proper form of lightness skill.

Therefore, even though Lu Chen had accumulated enough internal energy over seven days to be of a certain level and could withstand about three hundred moves from Huang Rong, he still didn't know how to use light-body leaping techniques.

I'll learn it slowly later.

As for now, there's still a ladder over the eaves, so getting down from the roof isn't a problem...

……

Early the next morning.

Lu Chen put on a black outfit, fastened his belt, put on a bamboo hat, picked up the real sword Huang Rong had bought for him, dressed as a cool swordsman, and went out the door.

Huang Rong was already waiting for him in the courtyard.

Today she was dressed in a silver-white brocade men's suit, with her hair styled in a men's bun and tied up with a small jade crown. She also held a folding fan with a mutton-fat jade pendant hanging from its handle, looking just like a refined and handsome young master from a noble family.

Unfortunately, she was too pretty; anyone who wasn't blind could tell at a glance that she was a woman disguised as a man.

Seeing Lu Chen come out, she quickly unfolded her folding fan, waved it twice with a smug air, and then waved her small hand:
"Let's go!"

……

Mo Family Martial Arts School.

Master Mo had assumed that the young lady from the Huang family had given up on learning swordsmanship after not coming for more than twenty days, and that he would not receive the final payment of fifty strings of cash. However, he did not expect that this morning, the young lady, dressed as a handsome young master, would come to the door again with her unfathomable swordsman guard.

Upon receiving the message from his disciple, Master Mo quickly came out to greet him with a bow.

"Miss Huang, you are very busy and haven't visited in a long time. Your presence today is a great honor to our humble abode!"

"Hehe, it has been a while since I've been here. I'm here today to settle the remaining balance."

Since Master Mo's skills were genuine, no matter how mediocre his school of Yue Nu swordsmanship was, Huang Rong would not renege on the final payment and immediately signaled Lu Chen to pay.

Lu Chen counted out fifty strings of cash and handed them to Manager Mo, making Manager Mo beam with joy. He repeatedly praised Miss Huang for her generosity, while also wondering to himself:
Miss Huang only studied for one day... no, she didn't even study for a whole day. She just looked at the sword moves once and listened to the breathing techniques twice. Did she really learn the sword technique?
Isn't that absurd?

Just then, Miss Huang took another stack of paper money from her swordsman guard, unfolded it with a swish, and said with a grin:

"I have another matter to discuss with you today. I would like to invite Master Mo to have a friendly spar with my brother Lu. If Master Mo wins, these one hundred strings of cash will be yours. Even if you lose, you will still receive ten strings. What do you say, Master Mo?"

(End of this chapter)