vrcanaries Chapter 314 Sparring
Chapter 314 Sparring
To find true romance in the arms of a woman, one must still practice swordsmanship early in the morning.
After tidying up, he went downstairs to practice his swordsmanship. As soon as he stepped out of the hall, he met Feng Yu's scrutinizing gaze.
Shen Yao felt a little guilty; that sense of immorality returned...
She felt increasingly guilty towards him, but then she thought of the fox demon who had followed her for four years yet received no fair treatment...
Who has she done right?
I feel bad for them anyway, and I can't split her in two, so I can only be nicer to them when we're together.
She approached him, hugged him, and asked with concern, "Were you cold while keeping watch last night?"
"It's not cold." The iceberg melted as soon as I hugged it, returning to its warm and gentle state.
Feng Yu stroked her cloud-like hair: "Focus on practicing your swordsmanship. I'll go make breakfast."
Shen Yao always liked to act coquettishly in front of him: "I don't want you to leave, just have the servants prepare."
"Good girl." Feng Yu gently pushed her away: "I want to make it for you. Wait for me, I'll be back soon."
The fourth move of the God-Slaying Technique, Pushing the Blade to Pierce the Soul, is something Shen Yao has just mastered to a minor level.
The key to this move lies in pushing and thrusting.
Pushing the knife is also pushing the enemy, pressing the enemy against the blade, and then stabbing straight into the vital point with a speed that catches the enemy off guard, killing them in one blow.
Huo Die was not there, Tu Xiaoxiao had not yet gotten up, and Feng Yu had gone to cook. Since there was no sparring partner at the moment, Shen Yao imagined the enemy and kept practicing thrusting.
Jiang Ming arrived early and at the right time today. As he exited the stone gate, he happened to run into Shen Yao practicing her sword.
He was somewhat surprised. In his memory, Shen Yao always used a sword. How did she start practicing with a knife?
He stood at the stone gate for a while, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.
The footwork is correct, the moves look quite impressive, and the pattern of the attacks seems to be right as well.
But he just felt that this sword technique shouldn't be performed like this.
He moved a little closer, wanting to think about it some more.
Shen Yao had noticed Jiang Ming's arrival earlier, and seeing him approach, she didn't hesitate to draw her knife and attack him.
There's a sparring partner available right now, and he's even a swordsman. Why not use him?
It came at a speed that cut through the wind, and Jiang Ming almost couldn't dodge it in time.
He was startled for a moment; Shen Yao was incredibly fast!
He is completely different from how he was many years ago.
The knife tore through Jiang Ming's robe, and Shen Yao's face lit up with joy. She turned around and slashed at his legs.
Jiang Ming dodged with a backflip in mid-air and quickly retreated to create distance.
Shen Yao's attack speed was faster than his retreat speed, and in an instant she was in front of him, slashing at him with her long sword.
Jiang Ming dared not underestimate it and formed a wooden spirit shield to block the attack.
Shen Yao twisted her wrist, channeling her spiritual energy towards the tip of the blade. The blade pierced the center of the wooden spirit shield, breaking through its surface and causing cracks to appear on the shield.
Jiang Ming was astonished. She had become so powerful after becoming an Immortal Ancestor!
Shen Yao intensified her thrusts, shattering the Wood Spirit Shield inch by inch. Jiang Ming tried to seize her blade with his palm, but Shen Yao pushed the blade away, forcing Jiang Ming to take the blade to fight back.
The Flaming Sun Blade is a divine-level spiritual blade. The high-level spiritual blade that Shen Yao uses is not able to withstand divine-level sword techniques and can only be used for short-term practice.
The high-grade spirit blade collided with the Flame Sun Blade, shattering into pieces of blades that clattered to the ground.
"It's broken again." I was really getting into it, what a downer.
Shen Yao threw down the hilt of the knife, looking very unhappy.
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed with amazement as he handed her the Flame Sun Blade, holding it by the hilt: "Use mine."
The Thirteen Forms of Godslaying is a divine-level, heavenly-grade sword technique, and only the Godslaying Blade in the present world can wield it.
No matter how good other spirit swords are, they will break after a short time.
Otherwise, why would Shen Yao practice with a high-level spirit sword every day?
She stared at the Flaming Sun Blade, Jiang Ming's natal spirit blade. If she were to break it while she was refining it...
Jiang Ming waited expectantly for her to take the Flame Sun Blade and try it out.
Shen Yao imagined Jiang Ming shattering the Flame Sun Blade, feeling extremely annoyed and heartbroken, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Those who are in love always see the other person in slow motion.
The fairy, who had been so aggressive just moments before, suddenly smiled sweetly, her smile mirroring the smile that had graced her face before. Jiang Ming felt as if he were seeing a lotus flower blooming in the warm sun.
When Feng Yu returned to the hall, she saw Shen Yao and Jiang Ming fighting. She was about to go and help when she realized that Shen Yao had the upper hand, so she stopped to watch and reacted accordingly.
The atmosphere was tense, and he couldn't stand it any longer: "Yanzhou, let's eat."
"I'm here," Shen Yao replied, shifting her gaze away from the Flaming Sun Blade.
When she looked up and turned around, she saw Jiang Ming's face. Recalling the image of him spitting blood in her mind, she couldn't help but burst into laughter twice. Covering her face, she walked towards the hall with a trembling laugh.
Feng Yu, looking displeased, walked down the steps to greet her: "What's so funny?"
Her soft, white hand rested on his, and Shen Yao whispered to Feng Yu, "He wants me to use the Flaming Sun Blade. I'm thinking about how he'll cough up blood three feet high after I break his blade..."
As she spoke, she smiled again, pursing her lips.
Jiang Ming coughed up blood three feet deep? Feng Yu thought about it and found it quite funny.
He pulled Shen Yao up the steps, just as Tu Xiaoxiao came out of the stairwell with a satisfied smile. She winked at Shen Yao and said, "Good morning, my wife."
Shen Yao smiled in response: "Good morning."
Breakfast was already prepared on the table, and Feng Yu kept it warm in the Fire Spirit Furnace in case they woke up late.
When Tu Xiaoxiao saw Jiang Ming in the courtyard, she kindly invited him, "Master Jiang, you've arrived quite early today. Let's have lunch together."
"No need." Jiang Ming felt his reply was a bit cold, so he added, "Thank you, I've already eaten."
Shen Yao looked up at Tu Xiaoxiao in surprise. How strange, when did the two of them become so familiar? Jiang Ming even thanked him.
There must be a conspiracy.
After breakfast, she went into the pavilion to digest her food before continuing her sword practice.
Jiang Ming followed her into the pavilion, and under her questioning gaze, he took out a dark wooden box and gave it to her: "Life-extending pills, there are twelve inside."
Fearing she might overthink it, he explained, "I originally wanted to give you the pill formula, but it's with Jiang Qi, and she won't give it to me. These twelve pills were made by the deputy hall master who stayed behind at the Thunder God Hall, at Jiang Qi's request."
Jiang Ming owes the Lingcao Sect more than thirty lives.
Shen Yao owes him a life; just considering the two years he spent recuperating in Chongcheng, when he needed life-extending pills every three days, she owes him over two hundred lives.
I don't want to owe him so much, but I already do, so I might as well not be coy and owe him even more.
Shen Yao took the wooden box and handed him back a storage ring: "Shi Bao's child support."
Jiang Ming stood with his hands hanging down, feeling insulted: "Are you afraid I can't afford to raise a child?"
Wow, you have quite a strong sense of self-esteem.
"Take it."
This is an order.
Jiang Ming, his face full of resentment, reluctantly accepted the order.
“It is my responsibility to raise Shi Bao.” Shen Yao said this as a matter of course, and indeed it was her responsibility.
Jiang Ming interjected, "You've already gone through enough hardship carrying and giving birth to him; raising the child is my responsibility."
These words made Shen Yao look at him in a new light; she had always thought that he was snatching the child out of obsession.
Surprisingly, he's quite conscientious.
With his mindset, he'd be an absolutely perfect man on Earth.
It's a shame to leave it here; how did I end up entangled with her?
She and he would settle their old scores sooner or later, and it was destined to end badly.
Since he was so enlightened, Shen Yao was naturally generous: "Shi Bao was born to be an Immortal Emperor, and the expenses required to cultivate him will definitely be a lot. I will take full responsibility for it in the future."
"Anyway, you know I have so many perfect stones that I can't spend them all."