Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 1454: Sword Dao Sparring

"Brother Xiao Yi."

"Would you like to stay at my place tonight?"

Uncle Ding smiled at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi nodded, "Sorry to intrude, Uncle Ding."

Just now, after entering Ding Family Manor, after a short walk, they arrived at Uncle Ding’s home.

This Ding Family Manor somewhat reminded him of his own Xiao Family in the past.

A large Xiao Family Territory, with clansmen all bearing the Xiao name. Although they didn’t live under the same roof, they collectively safeguarded the honor of the name ’Xiao’.

The same goes for Ding Family Manor, where the most notable figure is the Ding Family Patriarch.

As for Uncle Ding, his seniority in Ding Family Manor is not low. Besides the ancestor, he is of the same generation.

Uncle Ding’s home is equally simple, though not a grass hut, it’s merely a bamboo house.

At this moment, Uncle Ding suddenly scratched his head, giving a sheepish smile, "Um, Brother Xiao Yi..."

Uncle Ding, though burly, showed a bashful smile, making Xiao Yi chuckle lightly.

"If Uncle Ding has something to say, just say it directly."

"Then I’ll speak directly." Uncle Ding said.

"Brother Xiao Yi, would you like to spar with me in Sword Dao?"

"Oh." Uncle Ding quickly waved his hands, "There’s no need right now, it won’t be too late to spar tomorrow after you’ve rested."

"Spar?" Xiao Yi furrowed his brows.

Uncle Ding scratched his head and said, "The moment I set eyes on you, Brother Xiao Yi, I knew you were an outsider Martial Artist."

"Moreover, Brother Xiao Yi, you are an extraordinary Sword Cultivator. Your eyes and the aura of Sword Dao around you can’t deceive anyone."

"Haha." Uncle Ding said shyly, "To be honest, it’s been a long time since I fought with an outsider Martial Artist, let alone an outsider Sword Cultivator."

"I’ve been itching to fight."

"In fact, inviting you back to Ding Family Manor was due to this presumptuous request."

"I see." Xiao Yi nodded in understanding.

"Then let’s get started." Xiao Yi smiled.

"Brother Xiao Yi, are you agreeing?" Uncle Ding said joyfully, "But there’s no rush."

"We’ll spar tomorrow once you’ve rested."

"If you’re injured now, sparring with me isn’t good."

"It’s fine, it’s just sparring." Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

"But..." Uncle Ding hesitated.

"No worries." Xiao Yi said, "We can spar a bit later. If I can’t handle it, we’ll stop and continue tomorrow."

"Alright, that’s good too." Uncle Ding said with a full smile, taking a few steps back and assuming a stance, a sharp sword appearing out of thin air in his hand.

"Let’s not use Sword Skills, just swordsmanship, shall we?"

Xiao Yi nodded, also taking a few steps back, glancing at the sword in Uncle Ding’s hand.

It was merely a sword of Sub-Saint Artifact level.

Thus, Xiao Yi also took out a sword of Sub-Saint Artifact level from his Universe Ring.

"Hmm?" Uncle Ding glanced at Xiao Yi’s sword and shook his head repeatedly.

"What is it?" Xiao Yi asked in confusion.

"Your sword won’t do." Uncle Ding said with a look of regret, "What a waste of good materials."

"In the future, let me melt it down and forge a new one for you, Brother Xiao Yi."

"Thank you." Xiao Yi nodded, "Let’s begin."

"Hey." Uncle Ding waved his hand, "You’re not at your peak state and you’re young, so Uncle Ding will let you make the first move."

Uncle Ding’s face was full of straightforwardness.

"Really?" Xiao Yi asked with a smile.

"Of course." Uncle Ding puffed out his chest.

"Alright." Xiao Yi nodded.

Clang...

A crisp sword sound rang out as Xiao Yi made a move.

With his sharp sword in hand, the sword tip pointed directly at Uncle Ding’s throat.

He did not use the Starlight Power, relying only on his Ninth Layer of Saint King Realm cultivation.

However, due to insufficient Primordial Power, his strength was only at the Saint King Realm Eighth Layer level.

"Hmm? What a fast sword." Uncle Ding was clearly startled.

Clang...

With a lift of Uncle Ding’s hand, the sword body immediately blocked in front of him.

Just before Xiao Yi’s sword tip arrived, the sword body blocked it.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi was equally surprised.

He had just used a swordsmanship of First-class Swordsmanship.

But Uncle Ding’s casual block showed no traces of Sword Dao.

"What an excellent swordsmanship reaction." Xiao Yi couldn’t help but praise.

Clang...

At this moment, Uncle Ding’s sword body trembled.

Xiao Yi’s sword was instantly shaken back.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

Their swords clashed instantly.

In just a moment, the two exchanged dozens of moves, causing Xiao Yi to frown.

He found himself entirely at a disadvantage.

So much so, that he had to resort to using top-tier Sword Dao.

It was only then that Uncle Ding began to use Sword Dao.

Judging by his Sword Dao, he seemed to practice First-class Swordsmanship.

After exchanging dozens more moves, Xiao Yi’s brow furrowed even tighter.

Once Uncle Ding truly utilized Sword Dao, revealing his full strength, Xiao Yi was forced to use the Domineering Sword Technique.

"What terrifying swordsmanship prowess." Xiao Yi was quietly astonished in his heart.

This Uncle Ding, just by using First-class Swordsmanship, managed to force him to use the Domineering Sword Technique?

Clang...

Xiao Yi’s originally exquisite and swift swordsmanship suddenly became slow, but immensely powerful, breaking through tenacity with sheer force.

With a single sword strike, Uncle Ding was directly pushed back several steps.

"Wow, amazing."

Sometime before, the girl named Qiuyue had taken a seat on a stone bench to the side, carefully watching the sparring in Sword Dao between the two.

"It’s the first time I’ve seen Second Uncle pushed back in Sword Dao practice with someone else."

Clang... Clang... Clang...

Xiao Yi’s sword no longer had any fancy techniques.

It was merely one sword strike after another.

Yet beneath those simple sword strikes wielded was an unparalleled dominance.

No matter how Uncle Ding wielded his sword, he couldn’t breach Xiao Yi’s sword form in the slightest.

The nearby girl watched with sparkling eyes.

"Hmph." At some point, a young man had also arrived.

"Qiuyue sister, what’s so good about this?"

"Look at that kid’s sword, it’s so clumsy. I think he’s just relying on sheer strength."

"If he were up against me, he probably wouldn’t even have the chance to react before losing."

The girl glanced at the young man, full of disdain, "Ding Xi, you can’t even beat me."

"Who says?" The young man hurried, "I’ve been diligently practicing my swordsmanship these days..."

The young man’s chatter continued.

But the girl’s eyes were entirely focused on the swords of Xiao Yi and Uncle Ding.

After several minutes.

Under Xiao Yi’s sword, Uncle Ding was forced to retreat step by step.

Xiao Yi’s sword was exceptionally domineering, leaving Uncle Ding with no choice but to struggle to defend.

Before long, Uncle Ding’s sword was shaken and flew out of his hand, leading to his defeat.

"Thanks for letting me." Xiao Yi smiled.

"Incredible, truly incredible." Uncle Ding praised extensively, "You, an outsider Sword Cultivator, actually defeated me in swordsmanship."

"Brother Xiao Yi, it seems you are deeply concealed indeed."

"Haha." Xiao Yi smiled without saying much.

"The sparring ends here."

Xiao Yi originally wanted to test Uncle Ding’s Sword Power.

But during the sparring, Uncle Ding never used his Sword Power, leaving Xiao Yi feeling a bit regretful.

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Second update.