The sound coming from above caught Quan Qingchi off guard.
There's someone here?
Did someone else see him fall down right after swinging his sword?!
His fair face flushed bright red, and he hurriedly looked up.
Quan...Quan Ji.
Good grief, this is even more embarrassing.
"Why...why are you here in the middle of the night, instead of sleeping, spying on me while I practice my sword?" He spoke without confidence, feeling guilty and aggrieved.
Quan Ji scoffed, "Spying on your sword practice? What's the point of spying on a sword that can't even be swung once?"
Quan Qingchi exploded in anger, pointing at Quan Ji for a long time: "You...you, you, you, who are you saying can't even swing a sword? I'm your brother! How could you say that about me!"
This is infuriating! I've never been so angry in my life.
Quan Ji yawned, and her flip-flops accidentally fell off, landing on Quan Qingchi's head.
Quan Qingchi: "You even hit me on the head with a slipper!"
Quan Ji: "Oh, I'm sorry."
Quan Qingchi: "..."
It has low offensive power but is extremely insulting.
Enough is enough; there's no need to endure it any longer.
"Enough talk, let's duel, Quan Ji!"
He had barely uttered the words when he realized he had inscribed Quan Ji's name. Wouldn't that mean he had to kneel down?
...
Two seconds passed without any reaction. He blinked in confusion, "Hey, it's nothing. Am I the chosen one too?"
Quan Ji rolled her eyes.
"Idiot, whether I kneel or not is my decision."
This guy is really, adorably stupid.
If she wanted, Quan Qingchi would kneel down immediately, even until he couldn't get up.
"You insulted me again!" Quan Qingchi was really angry with Quan Ji.
Quan Ji leaped down from the tree with lightness and elegance, her long legs appearing exceptionally white in the moonlight.
She put on her flip-flops, her beauty both aloof and aggressive, like a legendary elf from the Holy Forest, making Quan Qingchi blush.
He knew that his sister was the most beautiful woman in the Holy Glory Empire.
but.
This was the first time he had looked at her directly; she was unbelievably beautiful.
Before he could say anything more, Quan Ji snatched the sword from his hand.
"If you won't practice, I will."
The greatsword, weighing several hundred kilograms, was like a child's toy in Quan Ji's hands. After she showed off a sword flourish, she held it firmly in her palm.
Her eyes narrowed, and a powerful sword aura emanated from her entire body.
Quan Qingchi suddenly perked up.
Sword energy?!
Just by holding a sword, he can emit sword energy?!
Holy crap!!!
When did Quan Ji reach the state of perfect harmony between man and sword?
The unity of man and sword is something that only three people have achieved in the five-hundred-year history of the Holy Glory Empire. All of them are his most admired idols and are renowned sword masters on the continent!
As a result, Quan Ji also became one with the sword?
Is it really that simple to become one with the sword?
How old is Quan Ji now? Seventeen!
grass!
Humble little pond pondering the meaning of life online.
"When did you become one with your sword?"
Quan Ji said casually, "It's been too long, I've forgotten."
Quan Qingchi: "..."
Damn it, what do you mean? Are you indirectly calling him trash again? How infuriating!
Just as he was feeling grief-stricken and weeping, he heard Quan Ji's voice, which was cold and full of murderous intent.
"Stop talking, watch carefully, I'll only demonstrate once."
The girl's voice was grainy and had long lost all its gentleness. Her high ponytail spun in mid-air, and her graceful figure blended perfectly with the abrupt greatsword, exuding both suppleness and strength, a beauty that was indescribable.
Swish—
An ordinary sword strike, unleashing a flash of light, struck the rock in front of him.
Bang--
The rocks cracked, startling hundreds of birds into a flurry of flight, which then disappeared into the moonlight.
Quan Qingchi was stunned.
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