Chapter 325 Proposal? Guidance to Lin Qingying (two-in-one)

Chapter 325 Proposal? Guidance to Lin Qingying (two-in-one)

The sword master personally participated in a hundred battles, which also brought the atmosphere of the scene to its peak.

Millions of outer disciples are excited. With their status, it is extremely difficult to see the strongest side of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. Only occasionally do they have the opportunity to listen to the saint's preaching.

Many inner sect geniuses also have solemn eyes, implying enthusiasm and excitement. If they can show their talents and win the favor of the sword master, they may not have a chance to be taught by him.

However, the most dazzling thing at the moment was the saint in front of the sword master.

The edges are like snow.

As the youngest of the saints, she has attracted much attention since she came to the Sword Master Holy Land. At this moment, she is standing in front of the Sword Master. Her beautiful and beautiful face reveals a bit of indifference and agility, making countless people jealous and envious.

Being able to directly become a disciple of the Sword Master, among the many saints and saints, their backgrounds are all at the first level!

At this moment, as the rules were announced, the top 100 were selected, and soon, the three groups of first-round players were selected.

Two of the two groups were a duel between the inner sect's geniuses, while the other group was a duel between the inner sect's geniuses and the Holy Son.

This Holy Son is none other than the Holy Son Wuhen whom Li Hao knew.

Li Hao and Qiu Wuhen had become acquainted before when they were fishing at Jianya, but they only had a few casual conversations and did not have a deep friendship with each other.

Li Hao knew that the other party used fishing to understand the meaning of the sword and was extremely powerful.

At this moment, as the Holy Son took the stage, most eyes were focused on him.

After twenty days of continuous fighting, the Sons and Saints have not yet come to an end. This is the first time that they can see the fighting power of the Sons.

The inner sect's genius who faced off against Qiu Wuhen was previously a winner in the Shou Challenge. His name was Luo Cheng, and he was extremely well-known among the inner sect disciples.

At this moment, as the magic circle in the arena condenses, the battle begins instantly.

Compared with Qiu Wuhen's indifference, Luo Cheng's eyes were full of coldness and arrogance, but he did not carelessly, but directly mobilized the power of heaven and earth, and at the same time, inspired his extreme state that had not been revealed before!
“It’s the ultimate realm of divine power, and the whirlpool is the veins of heaven and earth!”

The millions of outer disciples in the audience all exclaimed, the extreme realm is the desire of outer disciples.

After accumulating physical strength and heaven and earth veins, Luo Cheng exploded directly, and his body disappeared as if teleporting!

Return to the ultimate realm!

This scene made the six Half-Saints outside the field narrow their eyes slightly.

Mastering the realm of Guixu is at least more than enough to save one's life. As a temporary half-saint, there are few methods that can penetrate the realm of Guixu!
The test at this time is each other’s calculations and predictions.

puff!
At the moment when Guixu Teleport appeared, Luo Cheng came to Qiu Wuhen’s side, not behind him, and suddenly slashed out with a sword, tearing Qiu Wuhen’s shoulder directly. This was Qiu Wuhen’s reaction. Extremely fast, the result of a quick dodge, otherwise half of the body would be gone!

In the first confrontation, the Holy Son was injured, which made the millions of disciples in the audience exclaim.

However, after a short pause, Luo Cheng teleported back to the ruins and disappeared. When he reappeared, there was still an extremely fierce and fierce sword in front of Qiu Wuhen.

The sword light pierced Qiu Wuhen's head, and Qiu Wuhen reacted very quickly. When the sword light hit him, he tilted his head slightly, causing the sword light to only scratch his cheek.

Luo Cheng's face turned cold. He teleported to the ruins for the third time and appeared above Qiu Wuhen's head. The angle of attack every time was extremely tricky.

This sword seemed to break the earth, but surprisingly, Qiu Wuhen turned sideways to avoid it.

Luo Cheng's eyes were startled.

The body suddenly retreated and distanced itself.

Outside the arena, Li Hao saw the countless strands of sword intent condensed in the arena and shook his head slightly, knowing that Luo Cheng was about to be defeated unless there were other means.

"This kid Wuhen has perfected his sword power!"

"Thousands of threads of the sword, Luo Cheng doesn't know yet, but he has been entangled in the sword's intention."

"He actually managed to catch Guixu's teleportation movement with this sword intent. It seems that other saints must be careful when fighting him next!"

Yaozu and other half-saints outside the field were also paying attention to this battle, with some solemnity and emotion in their eyes.

It's terrible to be able to barely capture the extreme realm with the sword's will.

At this moment, the millions of outer disciples outside the arena were raising their arms and chanting Luo Cheng's name.

It's so powerful to be able to suppress the Holy Son and beat him.

Whoosh!
Luo Cheng’s fourth Guixu teleportation appeared, this time it was still directed towards Qiu Wuhen.

But as his figure was revealed, Qiu Wuhen suddenly drew his sword. The rusty tetanus sword without a scabbard on his waist was suddenly thrown out at this moment. The rust on it shook and there was a bang. It actually penetrated Luo Cheng's body directly.

With one strike of the sword, he was knocked off the edge of the sword!

The cheers in the audience suddenly stopped as if their throats had been cut. Everyone's eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

Luo Cheng, who had been aggressively attacking just now, was actually being skewered in the blink of an eye!
"You..."

At this moment, Luo Cheng also noticed the faint line marks on his body, and immediately thought of the other party's name, his face couldn't help but become ugly.

Qiu Wuhen's arm shook and he withdrew his sword, his eyes still as calm and unwavering as when he took the stage.

Luo Cheng knew that the other party was showing mercy, otherwise he would not have been able to withstand the subsequent attacks after the sword hit.

"I lost."

Luo Cheng lowered his head, but his face looked a little uncomfortable. Is this the strength of the Holy Son?

What made him feel aggrieved was that the opponent didn't even show his extreme state, but he actually defeated him with the power of his sword!

As the winner was decided, the millions of disciples in the audience gradually came to their senses, and they were all stunned.

At this moment, some people realized that Qiu Wuhen didn't use the Ultimate Realm at all and didn't really go all out!
“It’s too strong. Is this the strength of the Holy Son?”

"It's too exaggerated to be defeated by the normal state. I don't even understand it!"

"I've noticed something is wrong a long time ago. Holy Son Wuhen didn't even go to the ruins to hide. He probably didn't intend to show it."

"The Holy Son Wuhen is so strong, why don't you use Gui Xu to dodge for a moment before taking action? He was injured one after another before, which is too embarrassing."

"Embarrassed? How can being injured be considered embarrassed? Didn't you see that the wounds of Holy Son Wuhen have healed now?"

"But it's not cool enough to win like this. There is obviously a chance that we won't be injured."

"Can being cool be used as food? What do you mean by being a saint? You waste your strength just to show off? All saints are trained through hundreds of battles. They can do whatever it takes to win. If you win, you are cool!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and they all felt the terror of the Holy Son in this battle.

Qiu Wuhen turned around and stepped off the stage. The dozens of saints and saints in another place also had solemn expressions.

Only a few of them still looked calm and unmoved.

Lin Qingying's eyes flickered, revealing a trace of thought. The opponent's sword intention was somewhat similar to her soft sword intention, but there was a big difference. If they met, she didn't know whether she could win.

In this battle, Qiu Wuhen only showed his sword skills, which made many people feel oppressed.

As the battle stage vacated, a new duel soon took place.

After several battles, another Holy Son was selected to fight against the inner sect's genius.

However, this time the inner disciple did not master the realm of Guixu, but he also possessed the three realms of divine power, heaven and earth veins, and Yuanshen. After all of them exploded, the Holy Son only used Guixu to teleport. , and easily defeated him with one sword.

The ease of this battle made many people realize that in the face of mastering the Guixu realm, other realms seemed a bit weak.

After all, there is no way to track them. They come and go without a trace. They can only be beaten passively. If they want to counterattack, they can't catch up. It's too unsolvable.

Li Hao looked at these battles and compared the six Dao Dharma Realm beings that he had previously killed in Emperor Dayu's Palace. One of them also mastered the Guixu Ji Realm. In total, he should be among the top geniuses of the inner sect.

At that time, he was still in the Taiping Dao realm, and it took a lot of effort to finally kill it with the help of Tianzun's will, but now he doesn't have to go to such trouble.

The fiery battle continued, with more than twenty battles in a row, and the saints and saints were dismissed one after another, but without exception, they all won the battles.

Some easily win with one move, while others encounter difficult inner sect top geniuses, master the Ruixu extreme realm, and spend a lot of effort to win, which is already quite embarrassing.

Soon, Lin Qingying also took action. Her luck seemed a bit unlucky, her opponent was actually a Holy Son!
The match lasted for nearly half of the time, and for the first time there was a confrontation between the Son and the Saint. This battle was drawn, and the atmosphere immediately became heated.

In the previous confrontations, they basically didn't see the Saint Son and Saint Maiden being pushed to the extreme. Now, in this battle between dragons and phoenixes, there is obviously hope that they can see it.

All the disciples are extremely curious about the limits of these top geniuses in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, and don't know how far they can reach.

Lin Qingying frowned slightly, not expecting to use her real power so soon.

Exposing it in advance would make it easy for others to detect it, which would be detrimental to subsequent battles, but there was nothing we could do about it now.

"Oh, why is Qingying so unlucky?"

"Qingying must win!"

Next to Li Hao, Lin Shanhai and other alchemists were so angry that they slapped their thighs. They drew the Holy Son in the points battle. This was so unlucky!
At this time, Lin Qingying and the Dragon-Slaying Holy Son she had drawn came to the battlefield.

They looked at each other from a distance, and both knew the other's situation. The Dragon-Slaying Holy Son sighed with regret: "I didn't expect to have a duel with you so soon. Anyway, before fighting Haoyue, I will warm up in advance. warm up."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience exclaimed and were a little shocked. Facing the saint, he dared to say such arrogant words. This dragon-slaying saint was too domineering.

Lin Qingying looked indifferent but said nothing. She just slowly pulled out the sword in her hand and held it quietly.

As the magic circle sealed off, the battle began.

The Dragon-Slaying Son's eyes were cold, and he drew his sword. He did not charge, but walked towards Lin Qingying step by step.

Such a posture looks like a mortal taking action, but the disciples in the audience all know that even if a feather falls on the stage at this moment, it will instantly cause a thunderous explosion.

Lin Qingying and Holy Son of Dragon Slayer were both brewing their own momentum. When Holy Son of Dragon Slayer stepped into the range of ten feet, Lin Qingying's eyes narrowed slightly.

At the same time, when she narrowed her eyes, the Dragon-Slaying Holy Son suddenly teleported away and disappeared, returning to the Ruins Realm!
Bang!
Suddenly, a roar like a dragon's roar sounded, and the red-gold divine sword in the hand of the Dragon-Slaying Son erupted with a deafening whistling sound, appeared above Lin Qingying's head, and slashed out with a fierce sword!
Lin Qingying teleported away the next second after the opponent teleported away. Therefore, when the Dragon-Slaying Holy Son appeared, Lin Qingying's body just disappeared and appeared behind him, with the green sword in his hand swiping gently. When he came out, it was like lifting up a piece of cloud sleeve.

But the energy of the surrounding world instantly turned into sword light, piercing through suddenly.

The Dragon-Slaying Holy Son suddenly turned around and slashed with his sword, as if he had anticipated Lin Qingying's flash position.

The green-gold sword light touched, but there was no violent shock as imagined. The red-gold sword light seemed to be slashed on a piece of cotton, and it felt like it was sinking in. Then Lin Qingying's whole body bloomed with golden divine power, and her arm strength exploded. .

But the power it burst out was like golden clouds, soft and scattered, turning into firefly-like light to surround the Dragon-Slaying Holy Son.

The Dragon-Slaying Holy Son's face changed slightly, and he teleported away from the ruins, then reappeared behind Lin Qingying.

But Lin Qingying did not choose to return to the ruins this time, but turned around gently. At the moment when the sword light of the Dragon-Slaying Son suddenly stabbed her, her turn seemed to be intentional or unintentional, causing the sword to pass through her arm and waist, and her sword The light was like golden fire, blowing on the other person's face.

With several pops, the Dragon-Slaying Son's face seemed to be cut open, with several holes instantly burning out, dripping with blood.

"Damn it!"

The Dragon-Slaying Holy Son was a little frightened and angry, and a domineering cold light suddenly shot out from his eyes. His swordsmanship carried an imperial aura. He had accumulated sword power by killing the dragons. At this moment, he exuded the menace of his swordsmanship, like a brilliant emperor, standing in the field.

This intimidation, even if blocked by the magic circle, was felt by all the disciples in the audience. They felt a sense of fear and wanted to kneel down and worship. Lin Qingying's eyes were a little shaky and she was affected, but her gentle swordsmanship was smooth and silent. This deterrent acted on her, but penetrated her body, as if she couldn't be selected.

Whoosh!
Her sword intent was like water, and she quickly slashed away. It seemed soft, but it directly penetrated the domineering sword struck by the Dragon-Slaying Son, and tore another scar on his waist.

"In the Way of the Soft Sword, the sword is as soft as water, so it is really difficult to fight."

On another holy platform, more than a dozen saints and saints were also watching this battle, and they all saw that Lin Qingying's sword intention had been cultivated to near perfection.

On the other hand, in the Dragon-Slaying Son, although the emperor's power was strong, he happened to encounter the most gentle Lin Qingying, so he was a bit restrained.

Bang!
Suddenly, a towering statue slowly appeared on the battlefield. It looked like the Dragon-Slaying Holy Son, but he was dressed in a white-gold robe and holding a giant sword, like a divine emperor.

The majestic momentum caused the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain to disperse and create waves.

"The Dharma of heaven and earth is the ultimate state of sanctification!"

Many disciples exclaimed that the Dharma of Heaven and Earth is the third extreme state, but it is also called the extreme state of sanctification, because only by reaching this extreme state can one become a saint!
Being able to condense the third extreme realm is enough to show that at the beginning of his cultivation path, he was a peerless monster, with a heart that could accommodate heaven and earth, and was proud of the world.

As the Dharma reflected, the Dragon-Slaying Saint Son's eyes showed an angry murderous look. He originally planned to save these methods for the battle with Haoyue, but now he had to use them in advance.

"Sword King Wuji, Heaven and Earth Boundless Sword!!"

The Dragon-Slaying Holy Son roared, and the laws merged into one. At the same time, he raised the divine sword in his hand, and the realm spread. It was the 21st level of realm!
Under the superposition of layers, the sword energy in the Dao domain was vertical and horizontal. As the sword swung down, the entire battle platform was filled with sword energy.

If you are in an open field, you can escape directly with the Return to the Ruins Realm, but on this battlefield, even if you teleport to the Ruins, you cannot stay there for a long time. You must show up, and if you show up, you will suffer indiscriminate attacks within this range. attack!

It is precisely because of the consideration of Guixuji Realm that the battle platform is set up and the range is limited. Otherwise, the two sides will continue to shuttle back and forth between Guixu Jiji Realm and fight forever.

Facing the endless sword energy from all directions, Lin Qingying's figure turned into a ray of green light and suddenly flashed back to the ruins. Instead of dodging, she approached the Holy Son of Dragon Slayer.

The sword light in his hand was raised, and suddenly there was a sound like the tidal wave of the sea.

Immediately afterwards, an endless wave suddenly swept across, both soft and strong!
Softness can be pervasive, but once it penetrates, it becomes the most powerful sword energy.

Puff puff puff puff!

Lin Qingying's sword energy also exploded into a range, covering the Holy Son of Dragon Slayer. The wave of sword energy surged out, traveling through his Dharma and Dao realm, and penetrated the body of Holy Son of Dragon Slayer with streaks of blood mist. .

"you!"

The Dragon-Slaying Holy Son was shocked, with anger in his eyes. Despite the heavy injuries all over his body, he suddenly slashed down with his sword.

Lin Qingying's face changed slightly, she raised her hand and swung her sword, but this sword seemed to press down the entire mountain and river, and with a bang, her body was knocked away.

With a pop, Lin Qingying spurted out a mouthful of blood, her face turned pale, and then she quickly teleported and transformed into a beam of extreme blue light, which suddenly penetrated the appearance of the Dragon-Slaying Son.

The sword energy on the battlefield also stopped, and the emperor's dharma image dissipated. The Dragon-Slaying Son's face turned pale. Looking at the sword light on his chest, his eyes showed misery and unwillingness, and more importantly, he was angry at himself.

Lin Qingying retracted her sword, glanced at him, and turned away.

This battle is over, the winner has been decided.

Millions of outer sect disciples, including most of the inner sect disciples, did not see how Lin Qingying defeated the Dharma in the end. They were all a little surprised to see that this huge battle ended in the blink of an eye.

But the faces of the dozen saints and saints on the holy platform were solemn.

They all saw that the sword was so soft that it almost blended into the space, which was quite terrifying!
As Lin Qingying returned and returned to the holy platform, the eyes of many saints and saints fell on her, their eyes solemn.

Li Hao was relieved when he saw that Lin Qingying had won. The opponent's sword intention still had some minor flaws, but he was able to win. Fortunately, her opponent's sword intention was more fragile. He had the arrogance of the emperor, but not the true domineering invincibility of the emperor. .

The imperial energy cultivated by killing dragons was still a bit weak after all.

The true imperial spirit should be the supreme domineering spirit that dominates heaven and earth, and even saints bow to.

Li Hao shook his head slightly. Lin Qingying's battle was quite dangerous. If he had a chance later, he would help her figure out her sword problem.

When Li Hao was thinking like this, Yaozu and the other six half-saints also smiled. They were also pleased that the saints and saints in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land had such methods.

The Dragon-Slaying Holy Son inspired the Five Extremes Realm but still failed. His shortcomings in swordsmanship caused him to fail. Although Lin Qingying did not show the magic of heaven and earth, her swordsmanship was close to perfection, and she could be regarded as a rare talent in swordsmanship in a thousand years.

The battle on the stage is still going on. With the second shot one after another, the points are accumulated. Later, Qiu Wuhen and Lin Qingying were also selected and dismissed again. They were both opponents of the inner disciples and won easily.

In addition, there are two other groups at the back, and the battle of the Holy Son level collides with each other. One group is indistinguishable from each other. Both of them are in the Five Extremes Realm. The laws of heaven and earth are fighting on the battlefield with swords, and the momentum is great. The fight lasted for half an hour, and in the end the other side won tragically.

This battle made many disciples excited and shocked. These saints and saints seemed to have the appearance of heaven and earth.

The Five Extremes Realm seems to be the standard for the Saint Child level!
The rest of the methods depend on each other’s Tao domain, Tao body, etc.

The other set of Saint-Child-level contests ended quickly.

"Holy Son Haoyue actually defeated Holy Son Ziyang with just one sword strike. This is too strong!"

"I heard that he practices the Sun and Moon Sword Technique, and what he seeks is the unity of heaven and earth, so that the sun and moon will last forever."

"You all don't know, right? Among the saints and saints, Holy Son Haoyue is unique. I heard that his realm reached the thirtieth level thirty years ago!"

"Thirty levels of Dao realm? No!"

"What does this mean? Holy Son Haoyue is still born with the sword body of the sun and the moon. His body has contained the sword energy of the sun and the moon since he was born. It is very obvious that he has been reincarnated as a saint, and he was born with dual veins of yin and yang!"

"...Compared to Holy Son Haoyue, someone like me who was born with Yang veins is like a local dog."

Seeing Holy Son Haoyue take action, the expressions of many other saints and saints became solemn. The divine image of heaven and earth of Holy Son Ziyang was cut off in front of Holy Son Haoyue with just one sword crescent.

He was even avoided by the other party in the realm of Gui Xu. This method is hard to figure out and a bit scary!
"The Holy Son of Haoyue is too strong. I heard that thirty years ago, he was the leader among the saints. Now that thirty years have passed, his swordsmanship has become even more terrifying."

Beside Li Hao, Lin Shanhai and other alchemists were also talking.

Although they only make elixirs on weekdays, they are very familiar with all kinds of gossip.

"One sword defeats the Holy Son. If this girl Qingying encounters him, why don't she just admit defeat and save some strength to fight for second place?"

Zhao Yingzhen looked worried and suggested to Lin Shanhai.

Lin Shanhai's eyes were full of melancholy, and he thought so too, but he knew his granddaughter's temper. Why would he take second place? She may seem weak and easy-going, but deep down she is extremely proud. How could she bow her head?

The battle was still going on on the battlefield, but Yuwen Haoyue, who was tall and tall with golden eyes, came straight to Lin Qingying.

"How about it? Have you thought clearly about what I told you last time? Marry me."

Yuwen Haoyue stood in front of Lin Qingying and said something shocking.

Hearing his words, the dozen or so saints and saints around him were all startled. They couldn't help but look at each other, and then at Lin Qingying.

Yuwen Haoyue is actually pursuing Lin Qingying?

This was shocking news, and they actually just found out about it.

"If you want to use me to practice swordsmanship, be passionate and then cut off your love, and realize your will for the unification of heaven and earth, please choose another Gaoming, and forgive me for not accompanying you."

Lin Qingying frowned and said with an indifferent expression.

There was a hint of golden light in Yuwen Haoyue's eyes, and he stared at her and said: "Your Soft Sword Way is a small way. If you obey me, when I become a saint in the future, I will also choose a way to become a saint for you as a reward. It is also me. A betrothal gift for you!”

Hearing the conversation between the two, the eyes of the other saints and saints flashed, and they were a little surprised. No wonder, at their level, apart from the sword, there are few other distractions in their hearts, and when weighing the interests, they often Choose to discard.

Holy Son Haoyue's pursuit of Lin Qingying was obviously something that was not worth the gain. After all, Lin Qingying also had his own swordsmanship and could not easily agree. This pursuit must be fruitless and even strenuous, but now listening to the conversation between the two, it is understandable.

A person who is on the path to sainthood is a betrothal gift. These words made the eyes of several other saints flash slightly. Some people had no reaction, but others had a gleam in their eyes.

At the end of the practice, what you want is nothing more than to become a saint and live forever!

Although they are also the Son of God and proud of themselves, it can be seen that Yuwen Haoyue is indeed much better than them.

"My way of swordsmanship is not a small way. Even if it is a small way, I will cultivate it into a great way!"

When Lin Qingying saw that the other party despised her swordsmanship, her eyes became even colder and she said coldly: "Don't force me to draw my sword now!"

Yuwen Haoyue frowned slightly, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Let's take a look then!"

After saying that, without further ado, he turned around and returned to his seat.

Lin Qingying's face was cold, she turned her head and ignored him.

The conversation here was blocked on the holy platform and was not spread out. Except for the knowledge of more than a dozen saints and saints, the disciples in the audience were still focused on the fierce battle on the battlefield.

Li Hao, who was sitting on the floating seat, was bored and noticed this scene, but he couldn't hear what was said due to the barrier, but he could see that Lin Qingying's face was a little unsightly.

As this battle of extreme endurance and combat power lasted for two days, the points battle finally came to an end.

Lin Qingying took five shots and won all of them, making her into the top 16.

The other thirteen saints and saints were also among the top 16 candidates. No one lost and was eliminated early.

Among the top sixteen, in addition to the fourteen saints and saints, there are also two top inner disciples who are extremely powerful. In previous battles with other saints and saints, they were only defeated.

The top 16 match will be held tomorrow.

Today, after watching the battle for a long time, many disciples are also a little tired, their brains are swollen, they have absorbed too much, and they need to go back and digest it.

Li Hao also followed Lin Shanhai and other alchemists back, and did not go fishing with the sword master today.

When he returned to the alchemy courtyard, Li Hao saw that Lin Qingying had returned to the yard ahead of them, still in her old place, resting cross-legged, with the sword placed across her legs and feet.

Li Hao thought for a while, then stepped forward and said, "I saw your battle today. It was very exciting and powerful."

Lin Qingying closed her eyes, seemingly indifferent and unresponsive.

Li Hao said: "But some postures are not graceful enough. I want to draw them for you to see. How about it?"

Lin Qingying then opened her eyes. The last time Li Hao drew her flaw in swordsmanship, he said the same thing, beautiful... This is what the artist said in terms of appearance.

Is it possible that my sword intention is still flawed?

Lin Qingying looked at Li Hao, stared at him, and suddenly asked:

"As for your own swordsmanship, haven't you been practicing any more? I heard that you passed Yaozu's test and have started to learn within ten days. Your swordsmanship talent is considered to be the best among the inner disciples. Don't you plan to practice?"

"How do you know?"

Li Hao was surprised that the fact that he passed Yaozu's test was not publicized everywhere, and no one else even knew that such a thing happened.

Lin Qingying frowned slightly, withdrew her gaze, and said calmly: "You can paint if you want."

Li Hao has a talent for kendo and can draw. She can understand why she can draw out her flaws in kendo.

Seeing that she agreed, Li Hao immediately took the drawing board and thought for a moment. Thinking that the battles would become more frequent and he might encounter a very strong opponent at any time, he planned to draw out all the flaws in the opponent's swordsmanship at once.

(End of chapter)