Chapter Twenty: Ning's Single Sword

  Those who were listening to Ning Zhongze's words, except for Yue Buqun, were all bewildered and thought to themselves: From start to finish, Ling Jing had not even moved a single step, so where did this "move" come from?

  Yue Lingshan asked Lu Da: "Sixth Brother, what does Mother mean by this? Is it that Ling Jing has achieved some kind of Ling Kong Jian Qi?"

  Lu Da shook his head and said unclearly: "How would I know? Maybe Little Shidi really did cultivate some kind of magical power to kill a cow behind the mountain."

  Yue Lingshan gave him a white eye and scolded: "Nonsense, I'll tell my mother later, you actually dare to say she's a cow, wait and see what happens to you."

  Lu Da was taken aback by the words, and only then did he realize that his previous words were somewhat inappropriate. He hastily forced a couple of laughs and said: "Yes, yes, yes, it's just me talking nonsense, but you can't go tell Master's wife about this, okay?"

  Yue Lingshan hummed softly and turned her head to look at Ling Jing again, only to see him standing still, his expression calm and collected from head to toe, without even a hint of change. Yet, after taking a closer look, she somehow felt that something was off.

  At this time, Ling Jing suddenly smiled and said: "Master's wife, this is the 'sword-drawing technique' that I have been thinking about recently when I was extremely bored. It seems to be laughable for Master and Master's wife."

  Yue Lingshan heard him speak, and suddenly exclaimed, hastily patting Lu Dahu on the shoulder: "I know, I know! Look quickly, it's a sword, Ling Jing's sword."

  She had already felt that Ling Jing's figure was somewhat unnatural, and just now when he mentioned "sword drawing technique", her instincts made her look at his hand, this glance was not trivial, suddenly she was shocked in her heart, only to see that his sword had somehow come out of its scabbard, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, emitting a faint cold glow.

  Lu Da followed Yue Lingxuan's hint and looked in that direction, but after taking a glance, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and stutter: "O-ou-out of its scabbard?" His heart was shocked, and even his speech became stuttered.

  Linghu Chong heard their conversation and suddenly understood, staring blankly at Ling Jing, muttering: "What kind of swordsmanship is this? What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

  His mind was greatly shocked, and Ling Jing had drawn his sword for a long time, but he hadn't reacted yet. He thought that Ling Jing hadn't made any moves all along, and if it wasn't for hearing him mention it himself, he might still be in the dark.

  He was greatly shocked and bitter in his heart, as he had always been the most powerful martial artist among the Huashan disciples, and his master and mistress had also taught him as if he were to be the future leader. This little junior brother, although talented, was limited by his age, and his skills were not yet mature enough; it wouldn't have been difficult for him to win against him.

  But since the return to Swan Goose Tower, this little brother has been like taking a magical pill, his swordsmanship and internal strength have improved rapidly, and he quickly left himself far behind.

  Now he has created a mysterious and unpredictable sword technique, while feeling greatly disappointed in his heart, he couldn't help but ask himself: "Although the martial arts of our Huashan School have been completely broken by others, if we can create some new ones again, then there's no need to worry anymore."

  It seems that I have finally found a thread of confidence, and even my spirit has been slightly lifted.

  Ning Zhong then heard Ling Jing mention "Baxian Sword Technique", curiously saying: "Baxian Sword Technique? Is this something you created, Jing Er?"

  Ling Jing Dao said: "It was created by my disciple."

  Ning Zhong smiled and said, "Brother Shi, our Jing Er is really something. His sword-unsheathing technique just caught me off guard, and this move was created by him alone. I'm truly delighted and proud of him."

  In fact, just now, she had left some power in her sword, and her real strength was used at most five or six tenths. If not, with Ling Jing's current intermediate-level sword-drawing technique, which has just entered the gate, it would not have been possible to force her back with one sword.

  Yue Buqun shook his head, saying: "Swordsmanship is ultimately just a minor path. Our Huashan martial arts focus on cultivating internal energy. If one becomes too obsessed with the way of swordsmanship, it's easy to become possessed by evil spirits."

  He looked at Ling Jing and said this, naturally with a startling meaning, and his tone became somewhat serious.

  Ling Jing heard this and thought to himself: "A minor path? Then why are you plotting to get the Lin family's 'Devil-Expelling Sword Manual'?"

  Although he was unhappy in his heart, he didn't dare to not take Yuenotou's words seriously on the surface, so he had to say: "The master is right, the disciple knows his mistake."

  Yue Buqun nodded, but Ning Zhongze snorted: "Jing'er being able to study swordsmanship with dedication is originally a good thing, how did it become like committing a great error when it came out of your mouth?"

  Yue Buqun smiled and said: "I didn't mean it that way."

  Ning Zhong gave him a white eye, suddenly jumped forward, held up his sword and stabbed towards Ling Jing. Brush brush brush brush brush, six consecutive stabs, clang clang clang clang clang, six sounds, Ling Jing parried each one.

  Ning Zhongze suddenly shouted loudly at this time: "Jing'er, haven't you surrendered yet?"

  Ling Jing heard this and his face suddenly changed, and then he saw Ning Zhongze suddenly change his move, raise his sword and chop straight, quick and cut quickly, but it was not the Huashan school's swordsmanship.

  Ling Jing immediately understood that Ning Zhong was using Tian Bo Guang's swift sword technique, with the goal of forcing himself to use the move "Unparalleled and Unmatched, Ning's Single Sword".

  However, he was not very familiar with this move and didn't spend much thought on it. He knew that if he forced himself to use it, at most, he could only exert 30-40% of its power.

  At this time, the quick sword that Ning Zhong imitated was not particularly sharp after all, since she had never really learned the secrets of quick sword or quick knife. The "quick sword" now was just a superficial imitation. If Ling Jing wanted to break through it, he only needed to use any superior martial art on his body, and he could do it.

  However, this time Yu Kequn and his wife specifically wanted to test his understanding of "Ning's One Sword". He could only force himself to be spirited, with his left shoulder slightly sinking, his left hand sword finger slanting, his right elbow shrinking, and then came the move "Phoenix Arrives at the Temple".

  Linghu Chong and others saw that this move was used wonderfully, at this time it was made, it was really just right, at the moment they couldn't help but shout "good".

  Yue Buqun saw him finally use his school's swordsmanship to dismantle the move, and a hint of delight also appeared on his face.

  Ling Jing's sword pierced through Ning Zhongze's sword net, and his subsequent moves were continuous and uninterrupted. With a series of swift sword strikes, he forced Ning Zhongze to retreat a step back.

  Ning Zhong then saw him use the Huashan swordsmanship with great skill, and his heart was also relieved. However, he still didn't see him use his own move "Ning's One Sword", thinking that the pressure he gave him wasn't enough.

  She changed her mind, and the sword's momentum suddenly changed. The fast sword turned into "Yu Nu Jian Shi Jiu Shi" ( Jade Girl Sword Nineteen Styles). As soon as this sword technique was used, it was like a beautiful woman sewing needles, with each move and style resembling a needle tip, making people feel cold all over their bodies.

  Ling Jing's pressure suddenly increased, and at this time, he heard Ning Zhongze shout: "Don't use that sword yet!"

  Ling Jing couldn't help but smile wryly in her heart, this time's trial was truly a case of being tied up and helpless. Clearly possessing the best martial arts skills, yet not even one move could be used, it was really frustrating.

  But for now, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and change tactics. He raised his sword and stabbed straight ahead, using the power of his inner energy to unleash a sword technique that was unmistakably Ning Zhongze's creation - "Unmatched, Unrivaled, Ning's Single Sword".

  Although the style is a bit stiff, it seems to have added some unique elements of its own, and compared to what he created himself, it seems to have gained a bit more stability and grandeur.

  Her face lit up with joy, she exclaimed "Good!" and immediately charged forward with her sword, its momentum like a rainbow, making a loud whooshing sound. This was indeed her signature move, "Unmatched and Unrivaled, Ning's Single Sword".

  This move is more powerful than when it was first created, she has been thinking about how to make the move faster and stronger every day since its creation, determined to make a hit that the enemy cannot withstand.

  Ling Jing saw Ning Zhong and changed his move, immediately understanding that she wanted to use the same technique to compete with him. However, this move was originally fierce and was released by gathering all of one's internal energy. Although Ning Zhong could control it freely, he himself couldn't.

  He believed that Ning Zhong would not harm himself, but she didn't know that she had little understanding of this move, and now it was already forced out. If at that time he couldn't grasp it firmly, Ning Zhong would be in danger instead.

  His face changed color, and his sword moves also changed with it.

  P.S: I changed the chapter titles of these two chapters, it feels stupid using one, two, three.