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In the mansion, the moonlight was like water, shining through the lattice windows onto the table. The shadows of the two people were stretched out very long, as if telling of their inner entanglement and uneasiness.

[Second brother, do you really want to participate in the competition?] Chen Shuyin's tone was full of worry: [Your opponent is Chu Xuanhao.]

Chen Qiyu smiled slightly, her eyes revealing a determination to not admit defeat: "Sister, I know what you are worried about. Chu Xuanhao is indeed a great opponent, but isn't the purpose of competition to challenge yourself and pursue higher and stronger?"

[But...] Chen Shuyin hesitated to speak. She knew Chu Xuanhao's martial arts attainments were almost unmatched: [You are not his opponent. I don't want you to get hurt.]

Chen Qiyu gently held Chen Shuyin's hand and comforted her: "Sister, I know you are worried about me, but this is my own choice. Becoming a Twelve Rider has been my dream since I was a child. I can't choose to retreat just because my opponent is strong."

Chen Shuyin was still uneasy: [You are not unaware of Chu Xuanhao's strength. He is not only outstanding in martial arts, but also has rich practical experience. Compared with him, you are still too young.]

Chen Qiyu took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with anticipation for the future: "Being young means more possibilities and challenges, doesn't it? I don't want to give up my dream just because my opponent is so strong."

[But, what if you lose? ] Chen Shuyin asked anxiously.

"If I lose, I lose. At least I tried my best." Chen Qiyu said calmly: "Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that you don't even have the courage to try."

Chen Shuyin looked at Chen Qiyu in front of her, and her worries did not diminish, but she also understood that she could not change his decision. She could only support him silently and pray that he would be safe in the competition.

[Since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you any more.] Chen Shuyin said softly, [But you have to promise me that no matter what the result is, you must protect yourself.]

"Don't worry, sister." Chen Qiyu showed a firm smile: "I will be careful."

Late at night, the two were still discussing tomorrow's match under the lamp. Chen Shuyin did her best to analyze Chu Xuanhao's martial arts characteristics and possible tactics for Chen Qiyu. And Chen Qiyu also listened humbly, constantly raising his own questions and ideas.

[Brother, Chu Xuanhao's swordsmanship is known for being fast, accurate, and ruthless. When you fight him, you must be careful of his sword moves.] Chen Shuyin reminded.

"I understand." Chen Qiyu nodded: "I will pay attention to the characteristics of his swordsmanship and look for opportunities to counterattack."

The two of them discussed until late at night. Chen Qiyu returned to his room and lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep. Chen Shuyin's words and Chu Xuanhao's figure kept echoing in his mind. He knew that this game meant a lot to him, not only for his dream, but also to prove his strength to Chen Shuyin.

The next morning, Chen Qiyu got up early and started practicing swordsmanship. His movements were vigorous and powerful, and each sword revealed his desire for victory and his persistence in his dream. Chen Shuyin stood by and watched him practice silently. Although she was still worried, she was also moved by his determination and perseverance.

As the sun gradually rose, Chen Qiyu finished his practice. He turned around and looked at Chen Shuyin and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will try my best."

Chen Shuyin also gave him a thumbs up.

In the semi-finals, the arena was full of people, and the audience's cheers and expectant eyes were focused on the upcoming competition. Chen Qiyu and Chu Xuanhao, two young swordsmen, took the stage one after another under the attention of the crowd. Their steps were steady and powerful, as if every step was stepping on the audience's heart.

Chen Qiyu was wearing a white martial arts uniform and a golden crown on his head, looking very heroic. He took the initiative to greet Chu Xuanhao and said, "I didn't expect you to participate in the Twelve Riders' Contest. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Chu Xuanhao was dressed in black, with a stern look on his face. He replied calmly, "I have to do this because of my master's orders."

His voice was calm and firm, revealing an unshakable determination.

The two stood facing each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. A hint of admiration flashed across Chu Xuanhao's deep eyes, and he slowly said, "Chen Qiyu, I think you have a good talent for swordsmanship. With time, you will become a great man. But today, you are not my opponent."

Chen Qiyu raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He said firmly, "Chu Xuanhao, thank you for your compliment. But the outcome has not yet been decided, so who can easily draw a conclusion? Now that I am here, I am ready to go all out."

Chu Xuanhao saw the determined light in Chen Qiyu's eyes and knew that it was useless to say more. He took a deep breath, slowly drew out his sword, and pointed it at Chen Qiyu: "Since you have made up your mind, let's see who is the real one."

Chen Qiyu was not to be outdone, he drew his sword and took a fighting stance. The two men's eyes met in the air, as if sparking invisible sparks.

With the referee's order, the match officially began. Chu Xuanhao moved as fast as lightning, approaching Chen Qiyu in an instant, and stabbed Chen Qiyu's chest with his long sword with a sharp sword energy. Chen Qiyu reacted quickly, dodged the fatal blow by turning sideways, and swung his sword to counterattack.

The two have completely different sword techniques, but they are equally exquisite. Chu Xuanhao's sword technique is strange and changeable, and every move is hard to defend against; while Chen Qiyu's sword technique focuses more on the combination of strength and speed, and every swing of the sword is accompanied by the sound of whistling wind.

The two figures on the stage intertwined, and the swords were flying everywhere. Their movements were so swift that it was dazzling. The audience only saw two sword lights flying on the stage, sometimes colliding with each other to make a crisp metal collision sound, and sometimes fighting alone to show amazing sword skills.

Chu Xuanhao suddenly changed his tactics, and swung out several sword energies, attacking Chen Qiyu like a violent storm. Chen Qiyu's eyes condensed, and he quickly dodged while swinging his sword to cut at the incoming sword energy. With a few loud "bangs", the sword energy collided with each other and dissipated in the air.

Chen Qiyu took advantage of the situation to counterattack, swinging his sword towards Chu Xuanhao's neck. Chu Xuanhao sneered, dodged the fatal blow with a strange move. He stabbed Chen Qiyu's waist with his backhand, but Chen Qiyu dodged it flexibly.

The two fought back and forth on the stage, each showing off their unique skills, and the fight was so intense that the audience was so excited that their cheers rose one after another, as if they were going to overturn the entire ring.

As time passed, the two men's physical strength was gradually exhausted. However, their fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, and they tried their best to show their sword skills and willpower every time they swung their swords.

Just as Chen Shuyin had worried before, Chen Qiyu was indeed slightly inferior to Chu Xuanhao in practical experience.