Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 57: The Senior Brother's Words Have a Deep Meaning

Sun Yanwan thought to herself, "What kind of development game is this? I'm actually competing with a nine-year-old?"

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but the host called out his name again because he had not arrived yet, so he had to hurriedly leave the Lingjian Tower.

If you are considered to have withdrawn from the competition due to being late, you will suffer a great loss.

When Sun Yan arrived at the stone platform for the martial arts competition in the evening, he saw a beautiful girl who looked like a fairy, waiting for him to come up with a stern face.

This little daughter looks just like Song Zuer when she played Nezha, with delicate features and quite cute.

Sun Yanwan smiled and said, "Thank you for waiting for me, nephew Ding."

He muttered to himself, "She's a girl! How could he have the heart to hit her? What if she cries?"

"Not long ago, I think I beat a little nun until she cried."

"Well, that one is different. He's older."

Ding Fenxiu said in a clear, yet somewhat childish voice, "Uncle Sun, your last victory was dishonorable."

Sun Yanwan's face flushed slightly as he said, "I'm young, and my attainments in Hunyuan Swordplay aren't as good as Senior Brother Linghu's, so I can only adapt to the situation."

Ding Fenxiu's voice was a bit fierce and indignant as he shouted, "Master Linghu entered martial arts later than you, and has been practicing martial arts for about the same time. You are not as advanced as him. You should be ashamed of yourself. How can you use this excuse to fool others?"

Sun Yanwan chuckled and thought to himself, "This little kid is really unlovable. As her uncle, I need to teach her a lesson in life."

He drew out the Jingchan Sword and said, "Then I will take action seriously this time."

Upstairs in Feilong Tower, Jiang Yan couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Junior Brother Linghu, you can't beat him, so you let my disciple take the lead, but it's a bit embarrassing."

Linghu Shao said indignantly, "Senior Sister Jiang, he's cheating! Who would throw down their sword the moment they meet? Besides, he didn't react at the time. If I had pressed his acupoints, his grappling tactics would have been unsuccessful."

"Junior nephew Ding Fenxiu is learning the Earth-Shrinking Sword Technique, one of the three fastest swords in the world, which happens to counter the Hunyuan Sword Technique. If he underestimates Fenxiu's youth, he will definitely suffer a great loss."

Jiang Yan smiled. To her, Linghu Shao, Sun Yanwan, and her beloved apprentice were still children; watching them play and fight was a delight. She had great confidence in Ding Fenxiu. Linghu Shao had considerable talent, but he had been late to the martial arts world, so his foundation was somewhat lacking. Ding Fenxiu, however, had been by her side since childhood and had mastered the art of shrinking the earth with a sword.

When Linghu Shao went up the mountain, he was not alone, he brought a little girl with him.

At that time, a group of beggars were so hungry that they wanted to cook and eat the abandoned little girl. Linghu Shao was a chivalrous man by nature and could not bear to see this. He stepped forward and snatched the little girl away and ran away. However, he was caught up by the beggars and beaten black and blue. If Yin Bailian had not passed by, he would have died with her.

Yin Bailian brought him up the mountain, but there were not many female disciples in Tiandu Peak. Jiang Yan happened to come here to do some business, and she fell in love with the cute little girl at first sight, so she brought him back to Feilong Peak to raise her.

Because there were slight burn marks on the arms of the girl's shirt and a T-shaped character was embroidered on the lining, it was named Ding Fenshou.

Therefore, apart from her master, Ding Fenxiu is closest to Linghu Shao. Whenever Linghu Shao asks her for help, she agrees immediately and even comes forward to speak up for him.

Ding Fenxiu gently pressed the scabbard and drew out a short sword. With a flick of his body, figures appeared in all directions, and in an instant, six or seven swords were thrust out. Sun Yanwan felt that the sky was full of sword shadows, and was immediately startled. He thought to himself: "What a fast sword technique! This girl's swordsmanship is even better than Linghu Shao's!"

"No, Linghu Shao didn't even have the chance to show off his swordsmanship before I got him down."

Sun Yanwan immediately realized that if they were to fight, he would probably not be a match for this nine-year-old girl. Ding Fenxiu was much faster than him in both swordsmanship and body movements.

This extremely fast swordsmanship reminded Sun Yanwan of his former master Miao Youxiu.

Miao Youxiu's Kuaizaifeng swordsmanship was also of this kind. The first time he saw martial artists fighting was when Miao Youxiu's Kuaizaifeng fought against Hu Fengwei's Demon-Slaying Swordsmanship. Hu Fengwei's men were hardly any match for Miao Youxiu's Kuaizaifeng.

But Miao Youxiu's swift sword was no match for Hu Fengwei, the Demon-Slaying Sword Master. Hu Fengwei ignored Miao Youxiu's swift sword, his long sword firmly guarding the three feet in front of him, preventing Miao Youxiu from getting close. Later, Sun Yanwan learned the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique herself and gained a deeper understanding of Hu Fengwei's swordsmanship.

The Hu and Miao families have been at odds with each other for generations. The Hu family knows that no matter how fast their sword and knife skills are, they can never compare to the Miao family's swift and powerful moves, so they came up with a brutal way to deal with it. No matter how fast their sword and knife skills are, their body skills can never be faster than the swords and knives, right?
At that time, Hu Fengwei relied on his deeper skills and the sword light he had refined. Every sword he struck was aimed at Miao Youxiu, and he ignored the sharp knife that was chopping at him. Miao Youxiu was naturally unwilling to die with him. What's more, Hu Fengwei's skills were deeper. He would die if he was hit by the sword, and he might not be able to kill Hu Fengwei if he stabbed him with the knife. Naturally, he could do nothing to Hu Fengwei.

To sum it up, it is ten words: "Kill people without using swords, and live after death."

Sun Yanwan took a deep breath, swung the Jingchan Sword in a circle, used it as a long sword, slashing wildly, and ignored Ding Fenxiu's quick sword at all.

Ding Fenxiu's face flushed with anger. She launched seventeen or eighteen attacks, but was always forced to withdraw her sword by Sun Yanwan. She was only nine years old, and her skills weren't up to par. Her body wasn't fully developed yet. How could she possibly compete with Sun Yanwan, who had mastered the Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist and possessed immense strength?
If her short sword touched Sun Yanwan's Jing Chan, she would definitely be knocked away.

The two of them exchanged more than ten moves on the stone platform in an instant. Sun Yanwan also secretly groaned. This kind of wild attack had two major flaws. First, it was too reckless and had too many flaws. The internal strength must be stronger than the enemy, forcing the enemy to dodge if he did not want to die together. Otherwise, if his sword was blocked, he would be easily taken advantage of by the enemy. Second, if he could not hit the enemy, he would waste his energy in vain and could not last long.

"Oh no! How come we met such a tough opponent in the first match today?"

"No wonder Senior Brother reminded me..."

"Hey! It seems like the eldest brother said something just now."

"Let me practice hammering?"

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Sun Yanwan's mind, and the Hu family's Hunyuan Posture, Dangmo Sword Technique, Songyang School's Ziwu Jing, Jinjinyugu Fist, Hunyuan Sword Technique... that he had learned came one after another and became one.

He imagined the Jingchan Sword in his hand as a sledgehammer, making it seem light but heavy, yet it gave off a dragging, heavy feeling like a mountain. This move was neither the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique nor the Hunyuan Sword Technique. It had a faint shadow of the Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist, but it broke away from the mold.

Ding Fenxiu changed his body movements one after another, showing the exquisiteness of the shrinking sword technique to the fullest, but he only felt that he was covered by Sun Yanwan's sword in all directions.

Ding Fenxiu changed his sword moves seven times, but was finally forced to fight with Sun Yanwan. When the two swords touched, the dagger in her hand flew out.

The little girl's mouth pursed, and tears fell like pearls...

　...Sun Yanwan: My senior brother taught me. He told me to beat Ding Fenxiu until she cried...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)