The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 201 - The Devil Sword Stream
"What's your goal?"
Qi Baixuan threw a glance outside, staring at the uncertainty that had haunted her all along. Without further ado, he immediately got up. Look back and say, "Come with me."
Lan Zhuxian's place of practice was not that far from Qi Baixuan's house. It was only limited by a rare forest on the city border. They arrived in the middle of a forest that was not overgrown with any plants, a young man nimbly brandished a sword attack. The streams of swords were not so foreign in Xin Chen's eyes but more difficult than he had ever seen. That stream of swords had only been inherited by the other Imperial clan families.It was indisputable, Lan Zhuxian's sword swing had something in common with Lan An's sword technique as well as the Devil Sword Stream.
Lan Zhuxian two pairs of eyes were fixed on him, he turned his gaze to the two people. Slightly bowed his body, "What are your uncles and masters here for?"
"Ah, no. Just a little peek at your sword science. You're very good at using it." Qi Baixuan smiled awkwardly, in contrast to Xin Chen who was just standing still beside her. Seeing such an uneasy atmosphere, Qi Baixuan interrupted. "What if you practice swordsmanship with our guest. Your swordsmanship will be useless if you have no enemies to deal with" the man proposed reading the unwillingness on Lan Zhuxian's face.
The young man felt uneasy over Qi Baixuan's sentence, plus it was extremely disrespectful to their guests. But whose name was Qi Baixuan was indeed like that of her person, she liked to do things without thinking twice.
But who would have thought that Xin Chen had actually accepted the proposal, he walked calmly before Lan Zhuxian. Both of his eyes were closed, before long he said politely. "Please help."
Lan Zhuxian took a breath while looking intently at Qi Baixuan who from the start was indeed curious about the strength of these two young men. Lan Zhuxian with a high-level swordsmanship, Qi Baixuan had once dueled with this young man. His agile speed and sword movements were of different levels to any swordsman he had ever encountered.
Even the last time they exchanged sword attacks, Qi Baixuan received a bitter defeat of having to lose the only sword she had and the price of her own weapon was expensive. Qi Baixuan had no more money to buy a replacement. Since then Qi Baixuan had never again dared to challenge Lan Zhuxian.
While the figure he knew by the name of Chen was, I don't know the extent of his ability. Yet Qi Baixuan was so interested to see. The two young men exchanged glances in a few moments. Until Lan Zhuxian finally ran and jumped unexpectedly towards him, the slash of the wooden sword only managed to split through the air. But Lan Zhuxian did not immediately widen the distance, he instead further cornered Xin Chen.
In just a few seconds, Qi Baixuan had already read how much the difference in strength between Lan Zhuxian and Xin Chen was. The young man from the Qing Empire was always watching his every move, reading the gap with his watchful eyes and unleashing attacks upon finding their weak point.
"Hi, Lan Zhuxian, don't be too cornering on our guests," Qi Baixuan recalled. He was a little regretful as to why Xin Chen was so much weaker than he expected. The man rebuked even more as the tension of the fight between Xin Chen and Lan Zhuxian grew stronger. Difficult controlled. This time Xin Chen was completely out of steps.
"I'm sorry, sir. I got too carried away, "honestly Lan Zhuxian but Xin Chen knew it was just a base. Lan Zhuxian did it on purpose.
Lan Zhuxian was aware of something, "But why didn't Master pull out a weapon?"
"It's a real sword, I don't want to fight someone who holds a wooden sword in his hand."
Lan Zhuxian was stunned in his own confusion. "Then will you fight once more. Borrow my sword."
Xin Chen was actually somewhat troubled by Lan Zhuxian's overly formal upbringing. But he did not issue a single protest, "Alright, you also use a weapon."
"I have no other wooden sword, sir."
Lan Zhuxian did not argue much, he was not sure whether the situation was balanced. Xin Chen only used an ordinary wooden sword, with just one slash the sword would instantly break.
Qi Baixuan sat down without the slightest hint of letting go of the two of them. For a long time he had not seen sword duels, moreover Lan Zhuxian was a figure that he thought was strong enough for a young man of his age.
Lan Zhuxian wildly observed Xin Chen's face, the young man closed his eyes more often. His breathing was calm, as he raised the wooden sword in his hand Lan Zhuxian to his astonishment. The balance of his body may be very difficult to shake. Until Lan Zhuxian thought from the start Xin Chen was only intending to measure his strength.
"Your greatest defeat is to let your enemies know your power."
Xin Chen disappeared from the sight of his eyes, Lan Zhuxian put on the highest alert. He was a little late realizing the surprise attack was eyeing on his left. Lan Zhuxian parried, but instead a wooden punch struck his right shoulder.
Lan Zhuxian was struck back at once dumbfounded. His eyes couldn't have mistakenly grasped that the attack had indeed come from his left. Now he could not see Xin Chen was right behind him, raising his sword high still with his eyes closed.
Qi Baixuan stood up from where she was standing, her heart as if weakening upon realizing who the figure she had seen was using that sword technique.
"Master Xin-no, you .. you must be ..." Qi Baixuan's lips could not continue, the flow of the Demon Sword has been legendary. Xin Fai had never raised a disciple as knowledgeable as Qi Baixuan and had only passed on the swordsmanship to his two sons.
Sure enough, a great fight ensued. That killing demon technique was full of skill as well as high-level attack power. Xin Chen's body balance was unshakable even as Lan Zhuxian flipped his steps. The wooden sword was not scratched in a line in Xin Chen's hand and it all made Lan Zhuxian tremble.
Such a fast tempo of assault made Lan Zhuxian waver, his agility began to slow down. He must maintain his footing.
The two swords clashed against each other, the wooden weapon in Xin Chen's hand began to signal the sounds of cracks. Lan Zhuxian threw out a stronger attack.
However, it was unexpected that arrogance resulted in defeat for Lan Zhuxian himself. The wooden sword in Xin Chen's hand turned in the direction of fending it off, making the sword in Lan Zhuxian's hand come loose and be thrown quite a distance away.
"Confidence is also your weakness."
Lan Zhuxian only realized the wooden sword in Xin Chen's hand that should not have sharpness managed to leave a cross incision mark on his white shirt, long enough but not to penetrate into his skin. Lan Zhuxian was still petrified in his position, the sword had been lost in his hand.
"It can't be ...."
Lan Zhuxian recalled where the fault lay, there was nothing wrong with his sword technique. Lan Zhuxian was used to training himself. He was so recalling every movement from the sword stream that was passed down to him.