Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 218 - 100 Xie Xiaojiu’s Defeat_2

After the surprise, Xie Xiaojiu made a judgment in an instant.

Her strength was necessarily inferior to Jiang Ning's.

Otherwise, Jiang Ning wouldn't have appeared so relaxed after receiving her severest sword strike, not even retreating an inch.

At that moment,

only they two knew how powerful each other was during the change of their gazes.

To outsiders, they could only see Xie Xiaojiu's swift movement technique and Jiang Ning's fearless mentality in the face of danger.

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The next moment,

Jiang Ning's right arm, which held the sword, trembled, and power transmitted through the blade, causing Xie Xiaojiu's expression to change again as her figure drifted back like catkins.

Swish—

The sword cleaved through the air, and a sharp whistling sound followed.

In front of this strike, Xie Xiaojiu's airborne figure seemed like a tuft of catkins, affected by the gust brought by the descending long sword, causing her figure to drift slightly again.

A miss by an inch, a loss by a mile.

The blade narrowly missed Xie Xiaojiu's shoulder.

Suddenly,

the sword halted midair.

Then, with a flick of Jiang Ning's wrist, the blade shifted from cleaving to slicing.

This sword was directly aimed at Xie Xiaojiu's shoulder.

At the moment of the sword's pause, Xie Xiaojiu's cool eyes suddenly deepened, and her upper body tilted back.

Xie Xiaojiu then exhibited her supple, boneless waist; her black ponytail swept the ground the moment it dodged the horizontal slash.

The blade grazed past the softness of Xie Xiaojiu's waist, cutting away a corner of her tight, black outfit.

Following that,

the sword's force was half spent, and the blade paused again, as Jiang Ning was about to change from slicing to cleaving.

By this time, Xie Xiaojiu had already anticipated this move, and the moment her waist bent,

she swiftly tapped her toes, exerting force with her calves.

She whirled past the front of Jiang Ning like a windmill, reaching his side.

...

"This Miss Nine of the Xie family has remarkable adaptability and extraordinary movement technique!"

"Yes! This movement technique, Xie Xiaojiu's Catkin Technique must have reached Perfection! Even her technique has achieved Perfection, her Martial Arts Talent is truly incredible!"

"Forget about Xie Xiaojiu, Jiang Ning also seems much stronger than we all anticipated!"

"Indeed, such fast swordplay, yet the transitions are so smooth and satisfying. We must not underestimate Jiang Ning's Sword Dao!"

"There's something I've been wondering—did Jiang Ning really only start learning martial arts a few months ago?"

"That must be right! I have a friend who drank with Jiang Ning, and he told me so himself."

"..."

Seeing this exciting scene on the platform, the crowd began to comment.

At that moment,

Atop the platform,

Using her movement technique, Xie Xiaojiu maneuvered from in front of Jiang Ning to his side; then, her sword blade gleamed, thrusting directly towards Jiang Ning's right arm.

Noticing this,

Jiang Ning's blade turned, and the speed of his sword surged again.

Although his combat experience was not extensive,

in most cases, the enemies Jiang Ning had faced before were swiftly dealt with by a few strokes.

But even now, Jiang Ning showed no sign of easing.

The so-called fight appeared simple in his eyes.

Quick reaction, fast speed, that would surpass all experience.

A quick reaction, would deal comfortably with any attack from the enemy.

Fast speed, would allow him to attack even before reacting, making him effortlessly effective.

And at this moment, Jiang Ning's senses were extraordinarily sharp.

Every gesture and slight change in Xie Xiaojiu was instantly perceived by him.

Even behind him, merely with the change in the sound of the wind and the airflow, Jiang Ning felt as though he had eyes in the back of his head, easily detecting any changes around him.

Clang—

Sword and sword collided, and a flash of sparks flew.

Xie Xiaojiu's expression instantly changed.

This sudden increase in speed from Jiang Ning was completely unexpected.

The power transmitted by this strike was terrifyingly shocking to her.

With one strike, her right arm went numb, nearly losing grip of the sword hilt.

Her entire balance was directly disrupted by the force of Jiang Ning's single strike.

This strike also swept away the long sword in Xie Xiaojiu's hand, leaving her wide open.

The next moment,

she saw Jiang Ning's left hand following through the open guard, landing on her chest.

"It's over!" Jiang Ning's voice faintly resounded beside her ear.

Shortly afterward, Xie Xiaojiu felt a vast and majestic power transmitting from Jiang Ning's palm onto her soft chest.

She was sent flying backward, heading toward the edge of the platform.

Boom—

Her unbalanced body solidly hit the ground below the platform.

"I concede!" said Jiang Ning.

"Thank you!" Xie Xiaojiu got up, her gaze lingering on Jiang Ning for a moment before she turned and walked away.

Even though her chest was aching, she knew that Jiang Ning had definitely held back.

If he hadn't, considering the power she had just felt from him,

a single palm strike would have been enough to make her organs tremble and spit blood,

not just this faint pain she felt now.

At this moment, feeling the pain in her chest, Xie Xiaojiu really wanted to rub it,

but thinking about being in the training field and surrounded by so many people, she suppressed the urge.

In such a public setting, rubbing her chest wound, especially as a young woman, would indeed seem indecent.

...

On the platform,

"I might have underestimated her! That Miss Nine from the Xie family is quite substantial," Jiang Ning muttered to himself.

Then he added in his mind,

That might have been presumptuous though.

I hope she keeps to the agreement we just made.

Xie Xiaojiu's strength is indeed much greater than I previously imagined.

Shi Xiaoyuan in his transformed state might not even be a match for her.

...

Below the platform, the crowd was already abuzz with chatter.

"Is it over just like that?"

"Yes, it's over! Xie Xiaojiu was a bit careless, let Jiang Ning strike her chest with a palm, and since she stood too close to the edge of the platform behind Jiang Ning, falling off the platform meant a natural loss!"

"You can't say it like that! A loss is a loss; what's with being unguarded or not!"

"She clearly underestimated the danger! Brother, can't you see? Xie Xiaojiu is famous for her Sword Dao talent. She didn't even use her full Sword Dao and fell from the platform; clearly, she wasn't exerting her real strength!"

"Speaking of which, I really envy Jiang Ning! Being able to rightfully take advantage of Miss Nine from the Xie family."

"Brother, that's a bit sleazy!!!"

...

Elsewhere,

Zhou Xing's mouth slightly agape: "Brother Jiang is actually this formidable??"

"Brother Jiang is indeed formidable!" Li Qing said with a bit of jealousy.

"Great! Well done!!" Wang Jin expressed pleasantly.

Especially seeing the surprised look on Yu Yuan's face beside him, he felt extremely satisfied.

When a disciple excels, it also reflects well on the master.

...

In the direction of the families of Cao, Liu, and Xie,

"Miss Nine lost?" Cao Zijian showed a look of surprise.

"Damn it! That kid just took the opportunity to grope Little Jiu!" Liu Zhaonan cursed.

"Pfft!" Cao Zijian burst out laughing and then said, "Are you angry, Brother Zhaonan?"

"That's not anger, that's jealousy!!" Liu Zhaonan said.

Then he continued, "Xie Xiaojiu is so beautiful and talented, and being the Miss Nine of the Xie family, such good fortune was seized by him!"

"Brother Zhaonan is indeed a man of passion!" Cao Zijian thought for a moment before barely squeezing out that comment.

...

In the direction of the Martial Arts Garden disciples.

The pale and lean He Jinyun also showed a hint of surprise.

"This man is quite formidable! Not only does he have an exceptional movement technique, but his grasp and use of the sword have reached the level where intent follows the heart, clearly showing his extraordinary swordsmanship!"

"Indeed extraordinary!" Qin Xuan also slightly nodded and then continued, "If a real strong contestant doesn't challenge his platform, this Jiang Ning might just become the first team leader of Luoshui County."

"Chances are slim unless he can also defeat Lv Renyao!" He Jinyun said indifferently.

"Lv Renyao?" Qin Xuan in his black gilt-edged robe showed a look of surprise.

"Look, over there!" He Jinyun pointed out indifferently.

Qin Xuan followed his gaze and suddenly saw Lv Renyao walking towards the front.

"Is he going to challenge this young man's platform?"

"Definitely!" He Jinyun nodded, "Lv Renyao is someone who holds grudges! In the first round of the competition, he targeted Jiang Ning and was slighted by him. With Lv Renyao's character, he would definitely seize the opportunity to retaliate on the spot."

Qin Xuan glanced at the retreating figure of Lv Renyao and then smiled slightly, "It would be funny if Lv Renyao loses on stage!"

"It's highly unlikely for Lv Renyao to lose! Although he's not as strong as you or me, he is much stronger than San Sheng. Lv Renyao's strength, I heard, is over two thousand five hundred pounds, and with his Perfection movement technique and the Stacked Cloud Palm, there's no way he'll lose in such a small place!"

"I actually think Lv Renyao might lose!" Qin Xuan said.

"Oh? You think highly of this young man from Luoshui County?"

"He feels different!"