Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 420 When did you secretly learn my move?

On the Martial Arts Platform, Shi Zhou raised his sword to block Qiya’s fierce attack.

This time, Qiya no longer attacked chaotically without any sequence like before.

She pursed her lips tightly, seriously demonstrating the newly learned moves, which indeed looked quite impressive.

However, she was facing Shi Zhou, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, not only with solid foundational skills but also without any specific techniques.

Although there were many books in the manor, Shi Zhou had only looked through a sword manual, and it was a crudely drawn one at that.

She didn’t have the patience to read so many words, only flipping through books that were easy to understand.

But she hadn’t really learned anything from this crude sword manual; the techniques in it were too simplified, like two unparalleled masters competing, with very straightforward moves, no frills at all.

Originally, Shi Fuyou did not agree with her practicing martial arts, but he couldn’t stand up to Shi Zhou’s persistence.

Moreover, once he realized that Shi Zhou couldn’t maintain even a bit of gentleness and gracefulness, he reluctantly agreed.

At first, he had invited a few famously skilled experts from Jianghu to guide Shi Zhou.

But without exception, all of them were driven away by Shi Zhou.

After that, Shi Fuyou no longer had the face to ask anyone for help, and simply let go, leaving Shi Zhou to her own devices. freēnovelkiss.com

While other things might not work for Shi Zhou, her martial arts talent was second to none. She had observed several fights among martial arts masters and, just by watching, she could mimic their moves with about 90% accuracy and then assimilate them into her style.

Now, facing Qiya’s attack, she did not show her strength at the beginning but focused on defense, resisting her sharp Sword Qi while silently memorizing her techniques and pondering countermeasures.

Qiya, not understanding the reasons, thought that her own abilities had greatly increased after several days of training and that she had already surpassed Shi Zhou.

Watching the person she had driven to the edge of the Martial Arts Platform, Qiya’s lips slightly curled up, a glint of determination in her eyes.

Just as Shi Zhou was about to fall off the Martial Arts Platform, Qiya gathered her strength and thrust her sword fiercely toward her.

"Give up!" Qiya could barely contain her forthcoming joy of victory, arrogantly said to Shi Zhou.

Shi Zhou just slightly raised her eyebrows, dodged with a flash, and avoided the blade headed straight for her.

Then, with a light tap of her feet, using Qinggong, she jumped directly to the center of the Martial Arts Platform.

Qiya was stunned by this sudden change, more shocked that Shi Zhou’s Qinggong was so much more graceful and lighter than hers, perhaps by tens of times.

She gripped the sword hilt tightly, biting her teeth hard.

This person actually dared to play her!

The rage in her heart was instantly ignited, and Qiya turned around, brandishing her sword and stabbing at Shi Zhou once more.

But this time, her sword tip was easily blocked by Shi Zhou when it was still half an inch away.

Not only that, Shi Zhou no longer concealed her strength and began to return each of Qiya’s moves that had just been revealed.

In just a moment, the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed.

Qiya was forced to retreat step by step, her techniques not only learned by Shi Zhou but also executed more adeptly, almost as if the swordsmanship was created for her.

On the Spectator Platform, Jiang Xuerong had been smiling the whole time, but her expression suddenly changed.

How could this be?

This was clearly the swordsmanship she had created herself; how could that girl have learned it so quickly?

She stared at Shi Zhou incredulously, her gaze growing colder.

Meanwhile, Mo Qingshan was also stunned, stroking his chin, somewhat unbelievably said, "Could it be that this girl is truly a martial arts prodigy?"

Shen Xiheng, clueless about martial arts, also noticed something.

The techniques Shi Zhou was now using were clearly the ones Qiya had used just before.

However, he didn’t find it strange.

He had noticed long before that every time Shi Zhou made a move, the techniques she used seemed different.

At first glance, it looked erratic, but upon closer inspection, it was clearly a hodgepodge of various martial arts schools.

Moreover, Shi Zhou’s application of these techniques was not merely superficial; she truly mastered them, making them her own.

Mo Qingshan exclaimed admiringly, "She is only sixteen this year. In another ten years, she is likely to shock the world."

Shen Xiheng curled his lips, but a hint of concern still lingered in his eyes.

He was worried that after Jiang Xuerong made her move, Shi Zhou might not be able to withstand it.

Mo Qingshan glanced at the sky and calculated the time, revealing a confident smile.

On the Martial Arts Platform, Qiya lost again without any suspense.

Gasping for air, she leaned on her sword and looked unwillingly at Shi Zhou. She wanted to stubbornly refuse to admit defeat, but thinking about her previous encounters, she reluctantly conceded, "Fine, I lost."

Shi Zhou raised an eyebrow but did not sheathe her sword.

She was waiting for Jiang Xuerong.

Qiya, unaware of the context, thought she wanted to continue fighting and stiffened for a moment, "Why... why aren’t you stepping down?"

Shi Zhou raised a hand and flicked the blade of her sword, "I’m waiting for your master."

"My master?" Qiya scoffed, "My master is a renowned figure in Jianghu. How could she possibly fight someone obscure like you?"

Shi Zhou merely glanced at her lightly and did not respond.

The scorn on Qiya’s face grew stronger, and just as she was about to say more, she saw a figure in white landing before her.

"Master!" Qiya was surprised that Jiang Xuerong really was going to take action. She hesitated, "You really..."

Before she could finish, Jiang Xuerong interrupted her coldly, "Down!"

Qiya pursed her lips, took her sword, and dejectedly left the stage.

Not only had she been defeated today, but she had been beaten using the very same techniques as hers, which must have angered her master greatly.

Standing on the Spectator Platform, Qiya felt anxious yet hoped that Jiang Xuerong would teach Shi Zhou a lesson and blunt her sharpness.

However, the two on the platform had yet to make a move for a long time.

Jiang Xuerong, with her hands behind her back, looked coldly at Shi Zhou and demanded, "Tell me, when did you steal my techniques?"

She was still in disbelief that the swordsmanship she had painstakingly developed was mastered by a nobody in less than an hour.

Shi Zhou, however, just smiled and countered, "These little tricks, do you really think they need to be stolen?"

"You’re courting death!" Jiang Xuerong glowered at her angrily.

Despite her powerful aura, Shi Zhou remained calm, "If you want to fight, then fight. No need for so much talk."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuerong could no longer restrain herself. She didn’t use her sword but instead struck with a palm powered by Inner Strength.

The force of this palm was enormous, even affecting Qiya on the Spectator Platform, who involuntarily stepped back.

Shen Xiheng, holding onto Mo Qingshan, barely managed to steady himself and then asked, "How much power did she use in that palm strike?"

Mo Qingshan, not minding that the only reason Shen Xiheng remained standing was by holding onto him, replied, "At most fifty percent."

Upon hearing this, Shen Xiheng felt a chill in his heart.

The power of fifty percent was already terrifying. If Jiang Xuerong truly fought with all her strength, could Shi Zhou get hurt?

Seeing his pale face, Mo Qingshan consoled him, "Don’t worry, someone is arriving soon."

"Who?" Shen Xiheng quickly asked.

Mo Qingshan did not reveal the person’s identity directly, but instead whispered mysteriously, "The bane of Jiang Xuerong’s existence."

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