Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 178 - 81: The Whetstone, Seventh Grade’s Heart Trembles!_2
If he hadn't mastered the Canglang Blade Skill to a Great Success, allowing him to unleash five layers of power,
he wouldn't even be able to catch a single sword strike from Liu Qingsong.
Liu Qingsong was already so powerful, yet he regarded Wang Jin with such wariness,
which showed that Wang Jin's strength must undoubtedly surpass his.
And on that day, Cao Rong had a clear advantage in a brief encounter with Wang Jin.
Thus, it seemed that although Cao Rong was also at the Martial Arts Seventh Grade like Liu Qingsong, their strengths differed by several levels.
I'm not yet strong enough to face him.
After this brief exchange, Jiang Ning had roughly estimated his own prowess.
Fully utilizing his techniques, he could surpass the Eighth Grade head-on.
He could clash with some Martial Arts Seventh Graders, but under fair conditions, he likely wouldn't match up to a long-cultivated Seventh Grade warrior like Liu Qingsong.
The next moment,
Jiang Ning tightened his grip on his long saber, and the abnormality in his body quickly dissipated in the water, restoring him to his peak state in the blink of an eye.
His essence qi was full to brimming, reaching an overflowing state.
At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of the "Water Spirit Affinity" trait; as long as he was in water, the aid it provided him was too significant.
Not only were his senses greatly enhanced, but his body also recovered incredibly quickly.
"Come again!"
Feeling the state of his body, Jiang Ning's fighting spirit surged, and he advanced with his long saber in hand.
"Bring it on!" Liu Qingsong laughed.
The long sword in his hand flickered, transforming from solid and straight to a darting serpent.
Hiss—
With one thrust, the sword created a vacuum in the water and shot towards Jiang Ning as quick as lightning.
Jiang Ning saw this and his expression changed slightly.
He changed his sword force and held his saber horizontally in front of the sword tip.
Clang—
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A spark flashed, and Jiang Ning stepped back.
Liu Qingsong pressed forward again, his just-rebounded soft sword flicked straight by him in an instant.
Hiss—
Another vacuum formed in the water, the sword tip as fast as lightning.
Clang—
Jiang Ning blocked with his saber again, and another spark flashed.
Afterward,
Hiss—
Hiss—
Hiss—
...
The soft sword in Liu Qingsong's hands was ethereal and mystical.
Each thrust blossomed into a constantly unfolding pear flower in the water.
Jiang Ning repeatedly blocked while continually stepping back.
Faced with this torrential offensive, he dared not even breathe.
If his breath slipped, he wouldn't be able to parry any longer.
...
A few breaths later,
Liu Qingsong stood with his sword withdrawn.
His face turned slightly red, then returned to normal.
"Not bad!" he said, nodding slightly at Jiang Ning: "To catch my Rainstorm Sword Skill at your age, you are the first."
Whoosh—
It was only then that Jiang Ning dared to finally exhale the impure energy he had been holding.
He smiled at Liu Qingsong: "The senior is too kind! I merely have better fortunes compared to others!"
At this moment, Jiang Ning was also willing to engage in conversation, seeing that Liu Qingsong seemed inclined to talk.
In the water, he could breathe freely, unlike Liu Qingsong.
Without entering the Inner Strength realm, without training the internal organs, no matter how strong one was, the time underwater without breath was limited.
So the longer the fight dragged on, the more advantageous it was for him.
Because once the body's oxygen was exhausted, no matter how powerful one was, they could only perish in the water.
After Jiang Ning spoke, Liu Qingsong asked: "The Leopard Embryo Shaping Body Pill is with you, right?"
"Indeed!" Jiang Ning nodded.
He then said: "So that means Tian Buyi also met his end at your hands?"
"Indeed!" Jiang Ning nodded again.
Even though Liu Qingsong was already fifty percent sure, he was still somewhat surprised when Jiang Ning confirmed it.
Tian Buyi of the Eighth Grade Divine Power Realm, able to withstand a palm strike without dying, was evidently strong.
It was unexpected, however, that he would fall by the hand of a junior like Jiang Ning.
Immediately after, Liu Qingsong thought of his recent encounter with Jiang Ning and couldn't help but nod slowly.
It made sense!
Able to withstand his Rainstorm Sword Skill unscathed, surely Tian Buyi couldn't match such strength.
Thinking of this again, Liu Qingsong looked at Jiang Ning with immense admiration and respect in his eyes.
Such an exceptional junior was the first he had seen in his life.
"What a pity, this young man will fall here today!" Liu Qingsong internally sighed with regret.
Although he valued the talent, this made his resolve to kill even firmer.
Such a monstrous talent, once an enemy, must not be spared.
In Liu Qingsong's view, if Jiang Ning escaped this calamity today,
he would become a catastrophe for Medicine King Valley in the future,
and an unstoppable disaster at that.
To his knowledge, even those world-renowned Grandmasters had not displayed such monstrous prowess at the beginning of their Martial Arts journey.
Studying martial arts for a few months, and able to confront him head-on without falling short.
Who would believe such a story?
And who could believe it?
If this hadn't happened to him, he wouldn't believe it either.
Afterward,
Liu Qingsong steadied his mind and said to Jiang Ning: "You're so calm facing me now, it seems you've decided that only one of us will live to return to shore today."
"Indeed!" Jiang Ning nodded: "The senior sees clearly."
Liu Qingsong said: "You are very confident."
"Aren't you as well, senior?" Jiang Ning smiled.
"Indeed!" Liu Qingsong agreed, nodding, and then smiled as well: "I don't know where your confidence comes from, but I will soon show you where mine does."
The next moment,
Liu Qingsong flicked his wrist, and his soft sword instantly danced into a blossom of sword flowers.
Then, his figure darted straight towards Jiang Ning.
Following the brief probing, he already knew what Jiang Ning was relying on.
