Xiang Sheng's five senses were so sharp that he had noticed Fourteen before he even entered the courtyard, but the sword in his hand did not stop, but became even more powerful.
The leaves danced into a long dragon along with the tip of the sword, lingering around his body.
When he was concentrating on the last move, Xiang Sheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, he put away his sword, and then drew it out again!
Chant——
The sword roared like a dragon's roar, and the leaves turned into dragons and rushed towards Fourteen along the direction of the sword, as fast as lightning!
Fourteen was horrified and had no choice but to accept it all.
Unexpectedly, the dragon shattered as soon as it hit the ground, and broken leaves filled the sky, burying Fourteen in the blink of an eye.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
Fourteen struggled to crawl out of the pile of leaves, spat out the broken leaves in his mouth, looked up and looked around, but there was no sign of Xiang Sheng.
"Miss Sheng has already gone into the room."
Xiao Tao smiled and reminded: "You should tidy up your appearance first. It would be very rude to go in like this."
"You still say that!"
Fourteen was furious and annoyed, "Miss Sheng's swordsmanship is so powerful, she must have practiced it before! She was playing tricks on me, and you watched her every day without telling me?"
"How did I hide this from you?"
Xiao Tao pouted, "I've always said that you're amazing, you just don't believe me."
"I thought... Oops! I won't tell you anymore."
Shisi brushed off the scattered leaves on his body and ran into the house, saying angrily: "Miss Sheng, you are too rude!"
Xiang Sheng sat at the table, took a sip of tea, and asked calmly, "Why am I not kind?"
"You...you're so good at swordsmanship! You still need me to teach you."
Fourteen's face flushed. "My swordsmanship is so crude, you must have laughed at me in private, right?"
Xiang Sheng shook his head and laughed, "I never laughed at you."
"Oh, anyway... the rumors misled me!"
Fourteen slapped his head and said angrily, "I heard that you are not good at martial arts before. That's ridiculous! If you are not good at martial arts, wouldn't my entire Xiang family's elite be trained like dogs?"
"I have never been exposed to swordsmanship before."
Xiang Sheng tried to explain.
Unexpectedly, Fourteen simply covered his ears and collapsed, "I won't listen. You must have been practicing swordsmanship since you were a child! If you can become like this in just half a month, you... you might as well kill me!"
Xiang Sheng was suddenly at a loss for words and pulled his arm away. "Stop being so naughty and let's get down to business."
Fourteen put down his hands, moved his stool closer, and snorted, "I knew it! It's definitely not good if you suddenly confront me. Tell me, I'll do my best."
"This won't be difficult for you."
Xiang Sheng smiled faintly, "And only you can do it. If you succeed, I will teach you how to practice sword."
"real?"
Fourteen's eyes immediately lit up, "Just tell me, I will definitely make it happen!"
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you recognize the inner disciple who got the mask in Tianqing Pavilion last time? Help me find his residence."
Fourteen's expression changed slightly. This time he consciously didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and left in a hurry.
Fourteen did not show up for the next few days.
Xiang Sheng was not in a hurry and practiced sword as usual every day. However, since he started to condense his sword power, every time he practiced, the noise was quite loud. Even with Xiao Tao watching over him, it was inevitable that the servants would notice.
He was hesitant and couldn't use his sword skills.
Xiang Sheng felt that his progress was slowing down, so he asked Xiao Tao to cover for him and moved his daily sword practice place to a sparsely populated woodland in the back mountain.
In this way, Xiang Sheng completely let go and studied swordsmanship without sleep. After overdrawing his energy, he used Yuanquan to heal his wounds and practice. One day's work was equivalent to a hundred days' work. Both his cultivation and sword realm made great progress day by day.
Fourteen days later, early morning in the forest.
Xiang Sheng held a three-foot-long green sword in her hand and stood in the middle of the open space. After standing still for a moment, she slowly swung the sword in her hand and drew her sword.
Each move is a simple basic sword move, but when performed in his hands, it reveals a sense of naturalness.
Suddenly, Xiang Sheng's sword speed increased, and his figure flashed with the sword. After a few rises and falls, the sword flashed, and a three-inch deep hole appeared on the stone wall ten feet away.
clang!
Sheathing his long sword, Xiang Sheng dodged and came before him, wiping the stone powder on the hole with his fingertips, a thoughtful look on his face.
After half a month of painstaking study, he had made the impossible possible by extinguishing the three-meter candle.
The new limit is to fight the enemy ten feet away and penetrate the sword three inches.
She had reached this depth the day before yesterday, but had not made any progress after two days of hard training.
If you want to make a new breakthrough, you probably have to truly reach the state of "the unity of sword and spirit" instead of just peek.
In the past half month, in addition to practicing swordsmanship, she had also tried several times to concentrate her mind, not for a breakthrough, but simply to gain more insights. However, as she did this many times, her mind was broken and then rebuilt again and again, and she actually showed signs of transformation.
Now his swordsmanship has reached a certain limit. If he can concentrate his energy further, Xiang Sheng feels that he has at least a 70% chance of breaking through.
Unfortunately, there is no time.
Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed.
Tonight is August 16th.
He put the sword into the storage ring, rushed into the woods, and soon returned to the room through the back window.
Xiao Tao had been waiting in the room. Seeing Xiang Sheng appear, she couldn't help but say in surprise, "It's not even the morning hour yet. Miss Sheng came back much earlier today, and the hot water hasn't boiled yet."
"That's okay, I'll go read a book first."
Xiang Sheng smiled, went to the study and sat down, then pulled out a piece of thin paper from a pile of booklets.
This is the information sent by Fourteen, which was sent five days ago, but she has been concentrating on practicing sword and has not read it yet.
She glanced at the entire article, and the corners of her lips suddenly curled up.
Fourteen spent seven days investigating and indeed not only found out the man's residence, but also his spiritual cultivation, personality, preferences, and daily routines were all recorded in great detail.
"Gao Heng."
Xiang Sheng whispered the name. This person had a medium-grade spiritual root, had been a disciple for less than ten years, and was at the initial stage of foundation building. He had a solitary and unpleasant personality, and the elders in the sect had no intention of accepting him as a disciple.
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