The next day.
Chen Lin walked out of the door, looked at the maid beside him, and asked, "Where is your eldest lady? Don't you know you want to come to my place to practice sword practice today?"
The maid leaned forward and said, "Mr. Chen, my eldest daughter usually wakes up at ten o'clock in the morning."
Chen Lin's mouth twitched. It seemed that this girl's daily habits were not good. You must know that morning is the time when warriors have the deepest understanding of the artistic conception of heaven and earth.
He practiced often, and he practiced all night long. Even if he didn't sleep for several days, he was still in high spirits.
Chen Lin had no choice but to lead the maid to Ouyang Mingyue's yard.
Just when he was about to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened by itself.
Crunch!
A soft sound fell.
"Ah!" In the next second, there was a clear shout.
The door was tightly closed, and Chen Lin's nose was hit hard. The severe pain made him take a breath: "My eldest lady, where did this happen?"
Ouyang Mingyue was hiding behind the door. This time of day was the normal time for her to get up and pay respects. Unexpectedly, she saw a man at the door for the first time, so she was quite frightened.
But after reacting, he smiled and said, "You guy, why are you here so early?"
"Miss, it's still early. It's already three o'clock in the morning. If you don't practice sword practice, I will go back."
Chen Lin was a little angry.
"Hey...wait!"
"Why do you get angry so easily? I'll be fine soon, I'll be fine soon!"
Ouyang Mingyue looked shocked and quickly packed up.
Chen Lin sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, closing his eyes and waiting.
Half an hour later, Chen Lin looked at the closed door with dull eyes and said, "Isn't your lady arriving soon?"
"Mr. Chen, why don't you wait and see?" the maid whispered, looking a little anxious.
Chen Lin continued to close his eyes and breathe out quietly.
An hour passed again, Chen Lin didn't want to wait any longer, and planned to turn around and go back, but at this moment, the door finally opened.
"Aren't you going to teach me how to practice swordsmanship? Why are you leaving again?" Ouyang Mingyue snorted.
When Chen Lin saw this, blood almost came to his throat. He had been waiting for two hours because Ouyang Mingyue said he would be here soon!
calm!
Must calm down!
Before Chen Lin could speak, Ouyang Mingyue smiled and said, "Do you think you came to our house to look for me because you missed me?"
Chen Lin frowned and said, "No."
"Tch, I don't believe it. It must be true. I know you are thin-skinned. It doesn't matter. I already know your thoughts."
Ouyang Mingyue said with a light smile on her lips.
Chen Lin wanted to speak truthfully and say that he came here because of the Qingyun hunting quota, but after seeing the girl's smile, he was speechless for a moment.
...
"We don't have much time left. In two months, you will take the stage to challenge all the young geniuses in Tianyang County!"
"So, now show me your strongest swordsmanship."
Chen Lin spoke in a deep voice.
Ouyang Mingyue was stunned and seemed a little confused.
"Hurry up, don't waste any more time." Chen Lin urged.
"Okay, then stay away, I'm afraid of hurting you." Ouyang Mingyue raised her beautiful eyes and said softly.
Chen Lin laughed dumbly and said: "If you can hurt me, then you don't need to practice sword practice anymore, just wait to participate in the final ring battle."
"Start quickly, let me see how much you are capable of."
Chen Lin took out a pot of wine, sat aside and looked at Ouyang Mingyue.
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Mingyue also snorted softly.
Immediately, the former ignored Chen Lin, took out a long sword from the storage ring, moved his body, and began to display sword skills in the courtyard.
The long swords are contending, and the sword energy is sharp.
The sword edges already carried the power of half a step of sword intent, shaking the void.
Moreover, the swordsmanship performed by Ouyang Mingyue is extremely profound, sometimes fast, sometimes diffuse, sometimes gentle as water, sometimes revealing murderous intent!
Chen Lin looked at Ouyang Mingyue's sword technique and nodded slowly, saying, "I heard this girl talk about it last time in the Wild Demon Forest. It seemed to be called Xiaoyun Sword Technique."
"But this Xiaoyun Sword Technique is really extraordinary, but this girl can't even exert one-tenth of the power of this sword technique."
Not far away, two figures stood in the attic, also looking at Ouyang Mingyue who was performing sword skills in the courtyard.
"Prince, the eldest lady seems to be using our family's sword skills." Ebi looked confused.
"Exactly, but Mingyue girl has never understood the essence of this sword technique. It only has its spirit but no form."
Ouyang Mu said helplessly.
"The true level of this swordsmanship can probably reach the sixth level of advanced martial arts, right?!" Hai Lao said.
Sixth-grade advanced martial arts is a great temptation for ordinary third-level innate warriors.
Ouyang Mu shook his head and said: "Not only is it a sixth-grade advanced martial arts, the last move of this sword technique has already touched the scope of a sixth-grade top martial arts!"
"In the past, my ancestors from the Ouyang family used this set of swordsmanship to break out of the Qingyun Empire and became famous."
"However, this set of swordsmanship is extremely difficult to practice. The sword moves are just their form, and the power of will contained in them is the real soul!"
"Only with the power of will can the power of this sword technique be fully unleashed."
Ouyang Mu said with a bitter smile.
"Could this power of will be the will of the wind?" Ebi asked.
Ouyang Mu said solemnly: "It's the will of the wind, but it doesn't look like the will of the wind. It seems that it can't exert the full power of this sword technique in conjunction with the will of the wind."
"I wonder if this Demon Sword Master can see the subtlety of Xiaoyun Sword Technique."
When Hai Lao heard this, his face was filled with half expectancy.
The center of the courtyard.
After Ouyang Mingyue finished using the sword technique, sweat fell from his forehead, and there was a trace of blush on his face.
"This is the swordsmanship passed down from generation to generation in my Ouyang family. Isn't it amazing?"
Chen Lin put away the wine bottle with a strange look on his face.
"What's your look like?" Ouyang Mingyue asked with a frown.
"Your sword skills are indeed powerful enough." Chen Lin said in a deep voice.
"That's natural. This sword technique was created by my ancestors of the Ouyang family. It was with this sword technique that my ancestors of the Ouyang family broke out of the Qingyun Empire and went to a wider place!"
Ouyang Mingyue looked proud.
"Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet. Although your sword technique is powerful enough, it cannot display its power at all in your hands."
"It's like a child wielding a large knife weighing hundreds of pounds. Although he can barely swing it, it is only tangible but not spiritual."
Chen Lin said after careful consideration.
When Ouyang Mingyue heard this, she immediately became unhappy and said angrily: "Damn it, Chen Lin, what do you know? I won't practice anymore!"
Seeing Ouyang Mingyue acting petty again, Chen Lin did not stop him and allowed him to leave.
Then his eyes slowly became solemn.
...
Night falls.
Inside the house, Chen Lin sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, replaying in his mind the scene of Ouyang Mingyue using his sword skills today.
"If I'm not wrong, that sword technique seems to contain a kind of willpower, and it does not belong to the four ordinary willpowers!"
The four ordinary powers of will are the will of fire, the will of wind, the will of dripping water, and the will of earth.
But the set of swordsmanship Ouyang Mingyue performed sometimes had the weight of the earth's will, and sometimes had the ethereal will of the wind...
Chen Lin was a little unpredictable. If his prediction was correct, this set of swordsmanship should contain a rare kind of will power.
Chen Lin's eyes flashed and he stopped thinking about it. He would wait until tomorrow for a chance to ask Sheriff Ouyang.
The second day.
Chen Lin's figure appeared in the main hall of the Sheriff's Mansion. Ouyang Mu didn't seem surprised to see the former's arrival.
"Did you encounter a problem, little friend?" Ouyang Mu said with a smile.
"Master Sheriff, I don't care about Miss Ouyang's temper, but if things continue like this, it will be fatal at some point."
Chen Lin spoke in a deep voice.
Originally, it was not a big deal for Ouyang Mingyue to have the temper of a young lady. Under the protection of Sheriff Ouyang, she could even be willful all the time.
But now, Sheriff Ouyang plans to let Ouyang Mingyue take charge alone, participate in Qingyun Hunting, and compete with the younger generation of geniuses!
In this case, if Ouyang Mingyue still has the temper of a young lady, she will be in fatal danger!
When Ouyang Mu heard this, his expression condensed slightly, because what Chen Lin said was also a point of worry in his heart.
"If Lord Sheriff can trust me, please don't watch me teach Miss Ouyang how to practice sword tomorrow." Chen Lin said.
Ouyang Mu lowered his eyes for a while and nodded slightly.
For so many years, as a father, he has never let go, but now, it seems that he has to let go.
"I'm afraid my little friend is here just to talk about this thing, right?" Ouyang Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Lin.
