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"Rongrong, you..."

Seeing that "Ning Rongrong", whom he treated as his own granddaughter, suddenly pointed a wooden sword at him and threatened to compete with him, Chen Xin could not help but be stunned and a little surprised.

However, when he met Ning Qingyun's firm gaze, he became inexplicably serious in his heart. After a pause, the Seven Killing Sword Martial Spirit in his hand slowly disappeared, and was replaced by a wooden sword.

"Okay, you are very good. Since Rongrong wants to, then Grandpa Jian will let you see what the sword of the sword is today."

As he said, Chen Xin stroked the old wooden sword, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"This wooden sword was actually used by Grandpa Jian when he was young and before he awakened his martial spirit. Although I often wipe it, I haven't used it to practice sword moves for a long time."

"Rongrong, how do you want to compete?"

Ning Qingyun then said: "Of course, Grandpa Jian, you don't use soul power and restrain your strength. Let's compete purely in sword skills."

"Yes."

Chen Xin nodded when he heard it. It was expected. After all, if Ning Rongrong, who hadn't even awakened her martial spirit, really wanted to compete with him, it would be relatively fair.

Then he said: "Grandpa Jian is older than you, so I'll let you three moves... Is that enough?"

Ning Qingyun didn't say anything, but just nodded silently, and soon rushed to Chen Xin with a reverse grip of the wooden sword, and slashed it with all his strength.

Chen Xin leaned back slightly, his body was graceful, and he easily dodged the sharp sword.

Ning Qingyun didn't stop, and the sword-holding action in his hand changed instantly, changing to a normal grip, and then stabbed forward.

Chen Xin raised his eyebrows slightly, turned sideways, and also dodged the sword.

At this moment, Ning Qingyun's footsteps changed without leaving any trace, and she was actually close to Chen Xin in an instant, and then she slashed out with the sword in her hand.

Chen Xin's eyes condensed slightly, and finally stopped dodging, but raised the wooden sword in his hand to block Ning Qingyun's sword, and then slightly exerted force to push Ning Qingyun back a few steps.

Afterwards, he smiled and praised Ning Qingyun: "Rongrong, your series of moves are smooth and seamless. It can be seen that you are very familiar with the basic sword moves."

"And the speed you suddenly burst out just now is also very good. Good physical fitness will also be beneficial to your soul master path in the future."

Ning Qingyun still said nothing, but rushed up again with the sword in hand.

Chen Xin stopped talking nonsense and casually blocked Ning Qingyun's sword move, which he thought was good, but only from the perspective of a beginner, it could be said to be very good. Although the wooden sword in his hand was stiff, it was like a spirit snake. After blocking Ning Qingyun's sword move, it stretched out and stabbed her shoulder.

Ning Qingyun couldn't help but step back a few steps, rubbing her shoulder, which seemed a little painful. When Chen Xin opened his mouth subconsciously to say something, he saw Ning Qingyun quickly rushing up with a firm face.

Chen Xin had to deal with it.

In this way, the two sides fought back and forth...

In fact, it seemed that Chen Xin, who was experienced and skilled in swordsmanship, was unilaterally beating Ning Qingyun, and Ning Qingyun stood up quickly every time she was repelled or knocked down, and attacked Chen Xin persistently.

Chen Xin couldn't help but feel distressed, thinking about whether to give Ning Qingyun some slack, and gradually "fall into disadvantage" later, so that Ning Qingyun would win in the end, and today's sword fight, which was a bit interesting but seemed like a play, could come to an end.

However, what Chen Xin did not notice at this time was that Ning Qingyun, who was repelled by him again, hung her head and her hair was loose. Under her unclear face, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, as if she had noticed something. The leisurely look in her eyes suddenly turned into a fierce one.

She rushed forward with a sword again.

Her speed, figure, movements, etc. were the same as before, but a careful observation would reveal that her steps were much more stable.

Chen Xin did not think much about it, but focused on the micro-movements of Ning Qingyun holding the sword. He thought of many ways to deal with it.

Just when he was about to repel Ning Qingyun like before, but it was not so easy, but he had to gradually show his weakness and let Ning Qingyun win with confidence...

Suddenly he found that the sword moves in Ning Qingyun's hand, who was already close to him, had changed at some point!

Chen Xin reacted with his rich experience and instinctively wanted to resist, but Ning Qingyun's sword swinging speed exceeded his expectations.

Swish!

With a clear sound, Ning Qingyun's wooden sword finally chopped on Chen Xin's sword suit.

Chen Xin couldn't help but widen his eyes. He wasn't hurt or anything, but the moves Ning Qingyun had just burst out seemed to have far surpassed the sword skills she could master in the "newbie" stage, reaching a level of "skills close to the way", which was undoubtedly incredible to Chen Xin.

Well, according to a certain pesticide, it was a bronze newbie who suddenly showed "king consciousness", and showed off the top pulling operation that was outrageous, and changed three suits in seconds...

It was so terrifying!

"Rongrong, can you tell Grandpa Jian how you did this last move?"

Chen Xin took a half step back and looked at Ning Qingyun. The feeling that he had just caught something illusory but crucial came up again, and he couldn't help asking.

You know, Kendo Chen Xin, Kendo Chen Xin... His pursuit of Kendo is the most passionate!

Today, he actually saw the prototype of the way he had always wanted in a little girl who was only five years old.

How could he not be extremely excited? !

Faced with such Chen Xin, Ning Qingyun raised her head slightly and put on a confused look.

"I don't know."

Chen Xin's face froze, but soon calmed down.

Yes, even he couldn't figure out the obscure sword. How could "Rongrong", a little girl who just turned five, find out anything? Maybe it was just a coincidence.

But at this moment, Ning Qingyun's voice rang out one after another.

"It's just that I couldn't hit Grandpa Jian just now, and I felt very depressed, so I wanted to hit Grandpa Jian very much."

"Well... Speaking of it, it's just like you, Grandpa Jian, wanted to break the invisible barrier today to rescue the fourth prince, but you couldn't break it."

Chen Xin's expression was dazed when he heard this.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that Grandpa Jian was really hit by me just now."

Ning Qingyun finally laughed "playfully and cutely".

…

At this time, Wang Zhao, who was playing a very interesting two-player game with Sister Die in the Dragon King Palace, suddenly sneezed and looked out the window in confusion.

Why did he suddenly feel so strange…

Could it be that a fellow Taoist appeared? !