"As for martial arts, the swordsmanship I have comprehended is perfectly suited to me. I am confident that I can cultivate it to the high level of True Immortal without any problem. Would it be bad to change it rashly?"

Chen Xin didn't hold a grudge because the sword technique was created by a junior; rather, he believed that finding something that suited him was a great blessing.

Jian Qingfeng didn't explain, but said directly, "Ancestor, why don't we find a place to spar a bit, so that you can understand the sword path we are currently practicing?"

Chen Xin smiled slightly, naturally showing no fear.

His own talent was already quite high, and he had ascended to immortality many years earlier than this younger generation. In terms of realm alone, he was more than capable of overwhelming him.

Sword cultivators are straightforward by nature, and since his own junior disciple had issued a challenge, Chen Xin naturally had no reason not to accept.

Fighting and seeking revenge are not allowed in the city, but it doesn't say that sparring is not allowed. As long as both parties are willing and no one is killed, they can spar by paying a certain venue maintenance fee.

Chen Xin, now with a full wallet, was naturally not deterred by such a small amount of money. After paying, the two stood on the arena.

Only Shenqing Zhenjun was around the arena, so Chenxin paid twice the price for him.

This was Jian Qingfeng's strong request.

Chen Xin smiled inwardly. This junior of his was quite concerned about his reputation, but such superficiality would probably hinder his sword cultivation.

I need to give him a good talking-to later. Once you're in the celestial realm, you have to put aside your pride from the mortal world and start afresh.

With a flick of his sword, Qingfeng Sword hovered above his head.

Chen Xin glanced at his natal flying sword, which was shrouded in a gentle breeze, and felt that it looked somewhat different.

But since the attributes of one's natal flying sword are varied and unpredictable, he didn't pay too much attention to them.

With a flick of his wrist, his natal flying sword 'Micro Dust' floated above his head.

As soon as the flying sword appeared, Chen Xin unconsciously frowned slightly.

He actually sensed a resistance from his own natal flying sword.

It seems he doesn't want to fight against the opponent's flying sword?

This is absolutely outrageous!

Even more outrageous, he was shocked to discover that Jian Qingfeng's Qingfeng Sword was actually circling around Jian Qingfeng happily!

He didn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations, so the only explanation was that the other party's flying sword was operating autonomously.

This means that the opponent's flying sword already possesses a very high level of spirituality!

My natal flying sword, which cultivates both body and soul, is thousands of years older than the other's, and it's still in the Immortal Realm. It only has a weak spiritual consciousness. Isn't that a bit too ridiculous?

Chen Xin could hardly believe her eyes.

But this miraculous thing happened right before his eyes, leaving him no choice but to believe it.

"Why is your flying sword so full of spiritual power?"

Jian Qingfeng was taken aback, then quickly explained with a smile, "This is also thanks to Ye Feng. He created a divine object called a 'sharpening stone.' Sharpening a sword regularly not only makes it faster and sharper, but also increases its spirituality and awakens more innate abilities."

Ye Feng, it's Ye Feng again!

From then on, Chen Xin was extremely curious about this younger generation.

He provided the braised meat broth, he created the martial arts technique, and he made the whetstone.

I have fully experienced the power of braised meat broth. It not only helped me gain a foothold in the city, but also made my pockets bulge.

I don't know much about the techniques yet since I haven't used them in combat, but this whetstone is extremely important.

Back when I was in the mortal realm, I searched the entire realm but couldn't find a suitable whetstone. Even after I ascended to the immortal realm, I still couldn't find one!

The soft couldn't withstand a single blow from the flying sword, while the hard ones rubbed against each other for ages, sparks flying and lightning flashing all the way. In the end, they found that the stone was a stone and the sword was a sword, and neither of them was harmed.

Is this disciple really that talented?

Suppressing his curiosity, Chen Xin began to look forward to the cultivation technique created by Ye Feng.

Chen Xin immersed his mind in the dust of the flying sword, and a thick, golden giant sword rose from the ground.

"Junior, be careful. Should I give you three moves?"

Jian Qingfeng did not release his sword energy, but bowed slightly and said, "Ancestor, please make your move and do not hold back."

Chen Xin was equally decisive. As soon as Jian Qingfeng finished speaking, hundreds of thousands of sword lights suddenly appeared on the golden giant sword and shot straight towards Jian Qingfeng.

Jian Qingfeng reached out and grasped the Qingfeng Sword, then slowly drew a circle in front of him.

Then, with a flick of the sword tip, a circular sword aura flew forward.

At the same time, he pushed off with his feet and charged straight at Chen Xin's sword light!

This scene startled Chen Xin, who wondered how this disciple could be so reckless.

How could his sword technique be so easily countered? One wrong move and he could end up with broken bones and torn tendons!

But the sword move had already been delivered, and even he himself could no longer control it. He could only pray that this disciple had truly come prepared.

Jian Qingfeng not only came prepared, but he was extremely well-prepared.

The sword technique of Ancestor Chenxin was originally in the scripture pavilion of the Shushan Sword Sect, and it wasn't that he hadn't practiced it before.

Although some changes occurred afterward, it was not difficult for Jian Qingfeng, who was now proficient in the Dugu Nine Swords, to predict the changes.

Jian Qingfeng was extremely fast, and with a few swings to the left and right, he shattered the sword lights.

To Chen Xin's surprise, his sword light did not explode!

That was one of my trump cards, why didn't it explode?

And this kid's speed is just too damn fast, isn't it?

In the blink of an eye, they were already in front of me!

With a light tap of his foot, a rainbow flashed, causing his figure to retreat dozens of meters in an instant.

But Jian Qingfeng was also quite fast; the instant Chen Xin retreated, he rushed over as well.

And its speed was even faster than Chen Xin's!

Seeing that he couldn't create distance, Chen Xin simply stopped trying. It's true that sword cultivators are weak in close combat, but they are definitely not without ways to deal with others getting close!

"Watch out!"

With a loud shout, Chen Xin formed a sword incantation with both hands.

The enormous golden lightsaber enveloped him completely, and countless sword lights began to fly out from his body.

Streaks of sword light, like rain of light, shot out in all directions.

With Chen Xin's current strength, he was confident that even a True Immortal would have to temporarily avoid this attack.

Jian Qingfeng did not dodge, nor did he even release his own protective aura.

He wielded his longsword and slashed left and right, shattering the incoming sword light one by one.

It has a sense of breaking through all laws with a single sword.

The more Chen Xin looked at it, the more terrified he became; the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

This grandson... no, there's a generational gap between them, what kind of game is this junior playing?

He was clearly from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, and even the ancestor of that junior, but he couldn't understand the tricks that junior was playing at all!

Didn't even the patriarchs fail to create a close-combat sword technique?

The tricks you're playing now are practically humiliating the patriarch.