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Chapter 214 "Playful and Cute" Ning Qingyun

"Rongrong, you..."

When Chen Xin saw that Ning Rongrong, whom he treated like his own granddaughter, suddenly pointed a wooden sword directly at him and challenged him to a sword fight, he was stunned and somewhat surprised.

However, when he met Ning Qingyun's firm gaze, he inexplicably became serious. After a moment's pause, the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul in his hand slowly disappeared, replaced by a wooden sword.

"Alright, you're very good. Since Rongrong wants to, then Grandpa Jian will show you what the sword of the Sword Dao Chenxin is all about today."

As he spoke, Chen Xin stroked the somewhat old wooden sword, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

"This wooden sword was actually used by Grandpa Sword when he was young, before he awakened his martial spirit. Although he wipes it often, he hasn't used it to practice sword moves for a long time."

"Rongrong, how do you want to compete?"

Ning Qingyun then said confidently, "Of course, Grandpa Sword, you don't need to use your soul power and restrain your strength. Let's just compete in sword skills."

"Um."

Chen Xin nodded upon hearing this, as expected. After all, this was the only way to make it relatively fair for Ning Rongrong, who hadn't even awakened her martial spirit, to fight him.

He then said, "Grandpa Sword is older than you, so I'll give you three moves... Is that enough?"

Ning Qingyun didn't speak, but nodded silently. Soon, she gripped the wooden sword and rushed in front of Chen Xin, slashing it with all her might.

Chen Xin leaned back slightly, his figure graceful, and easily dodged the sharp sword strike.

Ning Qingyun did not stop. She instantly changed her grip on the sword, switching to a normal grip, and then thrust it forward.

Chen Xin raised an eyebrow and turned slightly to the side, dodging the sword strike.

Just then, Ning Qingyun subtly shifted her footing, closing the distance to Chen Xin in an instant, and then slashed out diagonally with her sword.

Chen Xin's gaze narrowed slightly. Finally, he stopped dodging and raised his wooden sword to block Ning Qingyun's sword. Then, with a slight effort, he knocked Ning Qingyun back a few steps.

Afterwards, he smiled and praised Ning Qingyun, "Rongrong, your series of moves were smooth and seamless, which shows that you are very familiar with the basic sword moves."

"And the speed you suddenly displayed just now was also quite impressive. Your good physical attributes will greatly benefit your path as a Soul Master in the future."

Ning Qingyun remained silent, but charged forward again with her sword in hand.

Chen Xin stopped talking and casually blocked Ning Qingyun's sword move, which he considered good but was only very good from a beginner's perspective. Although the wooden sword in his hand was stiff, it moved like a serpent after blocking Ning Qingyun's sword move and then suddenly extended and stabbed into her shoulder.

Ning Qingyun involuntarily took a few steps back, rubbing her shoulder in pain. Chen Xin opened her mouth as if to say something, but saw Ning Qingyun quickly rush forward again with a determined look on her face.

Chen Xin had no choice but to deal with it.

And so, the two sides went back and forth...

In fact, it seemed more likely that the experienced and skilled swordsman Chen Xin would be the one to unilaterally defeat Ning Qingyun, while Ning Qingyun would quickly get up after each defeat or knockdown and persistently launch attacks against Chen Xin.

Chen Xin couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Ning Qingyun. He wondered if he should let Ning Qingyun have some free time and gradually "fall into a disadvantageous position" so that Ning Qingyun could eventually win. This sword fight, which was interesting but like a game, could then come to an end.

However, what Chen Xin didn't notice at this moment was that Ning Qingyun, who had been repelled by him once again not far away, had her head down and her black hair was disheveled. Her face was not visible, but the corners of her mouth slowly curled up. As if she had sensed something, the leisurely look that had been lingering in the depths of her eyes instantly turned into a sharp look.

She charged forward again, sword in hand.

Her speed, figure, and movements were no different from before, but upon closer observation, one could notice that her steps had become much more steady.

Chen Xin didn't think much of it, focusing his attention on Ning Qingyun's subtle movements while holding the sword. He quickly came up with several ways to deal with her.

Just as he was preparing to defeat Ning Qingyun as before, but not so easily, but by gradually showing signs of weakness so that Ning Qingyun could win with confidence...

Suddenly, he realized that Ning Qingyun's sword technique had changed at some point, even though she was already close by!

Chen Xin reacted instinctively, relying on his rich experience, but Ning Qingyun's sword swing speed exceeded his expectations.

Swish!

With a clearly audible sound, Ning Qingyun's wooden sword finally struck Chen Xin's sword fittings.

Chen Xin's eyes widened in disbelief. She wasn't injured or in pain, but Ning Qingyun's sudden burst of skill seemed to far surpass the sword techniques she could master at the "beginner" stage, reaching a level of "skill approaching the Dao." This was undoubtedly incredible to Chen Xin.

Well, to paraphrase a certain mobile game player, it's like a bronze-level newbie suddenly displaying "king-level awareness," along with outrageously skillful kiting maneuvers and instantly switching three items...

Absolutely terrifying!

"Rongrong, can you tell Grandpa Jian how you did that last move?"

Chen Xin took a half step back and looked at Ning Qingyun. That feeling from before, as if she had suddenly grasped something ethereal yet crucial, came back to her, and she couldn't help but ask.

You must know, Sword Dao Chenxin, Sword Dao Chenxin... his pursuit of the sword is the most ardent!

Today, he actually saw the prototype of the path he had been seeking but could not find in a little girl who was no more than five years old.

How could this not make him extremely excited?!

Faced with such a mortal heart, Ning Qingyun slightly raised her head, displaying a somewhat bewildered expression.

"I don't know."

Chen Xin's expression stiffened for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

Yes, even he couldn't understand it. How could Rongrong, a little girl who had just turned five, possibly have discovered anything about the obscure and difficult path of swordsmanship? Perhaps it was just a coincidence.

But at that moment, Ning Qingyun's voice rang out one after another.

"I was really frustrated because I couldn't hit Grandpa Sword, so I really wanted to hit him."

"Hmm... Speaking of which, it's like how Grandpa Sword wanted to break through that invisible barrier to rescue the Fourth Prince today, but you just couldn't break through it."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xin seemed momentarily dazed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I could actually hit Grandpa Sword just now."

Ning Qingyun finally smiled in a "playful and cute" manner.

……

At this moment, far away in the Dragon King's Palace, Wang Zhao, who was playing a very interesting two-player game with Sister Butterfly, suddenly sneezed and looked out the window in confusion.

Why do I suddenly have this strange feeling...?

Could it be that a fellow cultivator has appeared in the world?!

(End of this chapter)