This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 529 - 36 If Startled Swan_3
Chapter 529: Chapter 36 If Startled Swan_3
Lu Qingshan discovered that Xia Daoyun was truly calm about the progress of his cultivation, and it was not a forced calmness that came with pretending to uphold one’s status.
“Is this what they mean by different levels of realm bringing different perspectives?”
Lu Qingshan mused, yet on the surface, he performed a bow and said respectfully, “I would be grateful for your guidance, Master.”
Xia Daoyun extended a hand and, with a slight tap, a slender and agile snow-white longsword emerged with a responding sound.
“Come, duel with my sword, and let me see.”
Lu Qingshan’s gaze sharpened as he focused on the well-behaved longsword hovering in the air.
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Jinghong.
The sword’s name was Jinghong.
As a prominent Sword Cultivator NPC among past players, who were just as insistent as paparazzi, they had investigated her background countless times over and over again.
Apart from information that had never been disclosed, even the most trivial bits of data had been dug up and interpreted repeatedly.
Xia Daoyun had four life-bound swords.
Graceful as ‘Jinghong’, gentle as ‘Youlong’.
Among them, two Flying Swords were known as Jinghong and Youlong, which also accounted for the origin of the name “Luo Shen Fairy.”
As for the names of the remaining two life-bound swords, no one knew for the time being.
An Eighth Realm Great Sword Cultivator offering instruction on the spot, personally teaching swordsmanship, well, perhaps it couldn’t be called personal teaching of swordsmanship, since Lu Qingshan would be dueling with Xia Daoyun’s sword. But if one were to be vague about it, saying “personal” instruction wouldn’t be wrong either.
In his heart, Lu Qingshan was naturally overjoyed, “Please enlighten me.”
Xia Daoyun nodded without uttering a word.
Buzz!
The Dragon Sparrow appeared in Lu Qingshan’s hands, humming softly.
She, like her Sword Master, was brimming with the will to fight.
Within that compact space, Lu Qingshan held a blazing red longsword, slightly pressed his palm down, twisted his fingers, and Dragon Sparrow smoothly rotated in his hand, like thunder on the run and rain about to fall, casting a shadow of the sword, concealing the blade itself, and lunged towards Jinghong.
Jinghong remained motionless in the air, stable as a mountain in spring, until Dragon Sparrow approached closely. It then moved slightly, parrying in an unremarkable manner with a tap and a block, using no more strength than that of the Nascent Soul level, yet easily warding off the fierce momentum of Dragon Sparrow.
Dragon Sparrow surged forth; Jinghong strolled as if at leisure, akin to sparrows pecking grains in a courtyard.
Not until after fifty or sixty moves did it change.
Jinghong pecked out, striking right at the flaw in Dragon Sparrow, like hitting the reverse scale of an Azure Dragon, a fatal blow.
The swords stopped.
“Do you now see your own shortcomings?” Xia Daoyun asked as if it were a matter of course.
After fifty-six moves, how could he not know his own weaknesses?
The Luo Shen Fairy didn’t realize there was anything wrong with her way of teaching.
Lu Qingshan didn’t sense anything amiss either, but he nodded and said, “The sword must be quick, yet in my haste I lack order, creating flaws by force.”
Xia Daoyun smiled with a hint of puzzlement, “Indeed, that’s the case. At your age, a Sword Cultivator with such cultivation should not be so impatient.”
Youthful arrogance is expected of young Sword Cultivators, the sword revealing an inherent wildness is the norm.
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Lu Qingshan remained silent.
This was because he felt a profound pressure bearing down on him.
Time was of the essence.
Having personally experienced once the tragedy that this world would encounter, having seen the dire straits of the Human Race when the Demon Race rose up, anyone with empathy would want to change everything, not just dismiss it with a so-called “What regrets could a game bring?”
Not to mention, this world had transitioned from a highly immersive holographic virtual game to a living, breathing real world.
He wanted to elevate his own strength to a certain level before the uprising of the Demon Race.
So he was impatient.
Xia Daoyun said, “The sword, with speed, shatters all; this is true, but one must not rush. You need speed with stability, like sudden thunder on a calm plain, just like Jinghong earlier — seemingly leisurely, but could you say it wasn’t fast?”
Lu Qingshan paused, deep in thought.
Sudden thunder on a calm plain?
He seemed to have an epiphany, as if a sudden realization dawned upon him.
Seeing that Lu Qingshan had a moment of insight, Xia Daoyun pursed her lips and decided to strike while the iron was hot, “Try again, and I’ll teach you another move.”
Lu Qingshan nodded slightly, took up the sword again, and adopted a sword stance.
However, this time, Xia Daoyun didn’t wait for Lu Qingshan to strike nor did she remind him to be careful. Suddenly, a surge of Sword Qi exploded from the snow-white blade of Jinghong.
Calling it Sword Qi might even be an understatement; its vigor resembled Sword Gang.
Yet this Sword Gang was white and cool, light and agile like the wild geese in the sky.
Lu Qingshan promptly raised his sword, but this time, as he did, it was as if lightning flashed without sound, yet it seemed as powerful as the wrath of thunder.
A force released in a single breath, pitting his Sword Qi against the Sword Gang.
Xia Daoyun’s eyes brightened slightly.
For Lu Qingshan’s sword already possessed three parts of the true essence of “thunder erupting from a calm plain,” a leap in proficiency compared to just a half-hour before.
“I really am an excellent teacher,” she praised.
Sword Qi against Sword Gang.
The Sword Gang from Jinghong was piercingly cold yet exceedingly light, managing in the air to twist and evade Lu Qingshan’s Sword Qi, and in the end, when Lu Qingshan couldn’t dodge, pushed Lu Qingshan back thirty feet without injuring him.
Lu Qingshan’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The Sword Gang from Xia Daoyun was seemingly alive, exhibiting a spiritual nature he had never seen before.
It was exactly like that four-character phrase.
Graceful as Jinghong.
