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Qi Xiu's hands were itchy. She wanted to find someone to spar with. With Qi Xing here, he naturally did not want to miss the opportunity. Qi Xing also wanted to compete with Qi Xiu, and hearing Shi Hao say that Qi Xiu's Floating Cloud Sword Technique was very powerful, he naturally wanted to experience it, so he could modify the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique that he stole from his master.

Shua, shua. Two silhouettes suddenly dashed towards each other. The wooden sword in their hands slashed out at the same time. One sword move after another, the Flowing Cloud Sword Art was gradually executed. Qi Xiu also used the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique to fight with Qi Xing. However, Qi Xiu's Floating Cloud Sword Technique didn't reveal the sharpness of Qi Xing and Shi Hao, and instead seemed ordinary and unremarkable, yet it caused no one to dare look down on it. Qi Xing was surprised that Qi Xiu's Cloud Sky Sword Art was as soft and gentle as the clouds. Each time, his sword would stab into the Miasma Flower, but he could not find a point to exert his strength in. This made Qi Xing extremely uncomfortable. On the other hand, Qi Xiu's expression was calm and collected.

Qi Xing realized that he could not hold on to the upper hand against Qi Xiu's incoming attack. It was already difficult for him to block her with just the Flowing Cloud Sword Art.

"The Flowing Cloud Sword Technique is a floating path. The specialty of the sword technique is that it is as agile as the floating clouds. Brother Shi and Brother Xing, the Drifting Cloud Sword you used is extremely powerful! Although it seemed to be very powerful, this was not the essence of the Flowing Cloud Sword Art. "Carefully experience the changes in the Wanderingcloud Sword Technique," Qi Xiu said with great confidence. If anyone else had heard this, they would have definitely mocked him. A fourth heaven warrior had dared to talk big to the Flowing Cloud Sword Art. However, Qi Xing did not feel that Qi Xiu's words made him feel enlightened.

Shi Hao sat down in a chair with a smile on his face and crossed his legs, leisurely watching the match between Qi Xing and Qi Xiu. Shi Hao remembered that Qi Xiu was a rare genius within the Liu Clan. His understanding of sword arts made all the elders' eyes light up and click their tongues in wonder. As for Qi Xing, Shi Hao vaguely felt a gloomy and cold aura coming from him. He was a genius that could master sword skills as soon as he learned them! He was shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see him clearly.

The wooden sword in Qi Xing's hand was still as sharp as ever, but Qi Xiu could clearly feel that the power of the sword was gradually decreasing. Qi Xiu couldn't help but feel shocked once again. This comprehension ability made Qi Xiu incomparably envious. Qi Xiu was confident in her comprehension ability, but when compared to Qi Xing, it was still a far cry. When he had first practiced the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, Qi Xiu had also walked the sharp path. However, after two years of practice, she had finally discovered the clue and slowly comprehended it. He had only started to study the sword arts from then on, and he had also started to display his own understanding of the sword arts, receiving great attention from the sect.

"Watch my sword!" As Qi Xiu spoke, the wooden sword in her hand became even more powerful. However, it seemed to be floating slowly in front of Qi Xing's eyes. However, Qi Xing did not feel careless. Qi Xing clearly felt the power of this sword. In his mind, he quickly searched for a sword technique that could break this technique. The thirteenth move of the Flowing Cloud Sword Art. As if he had found a bright lamp, his eyes burst with a bright light. He quickly moved back and slightly leaned back. He raised his hand and the thirteenth move of the Wanderingcloud Sword Art directly flew towards Qi Xiu. This sword had lost most of its essence, and its sharpness had been reduced by half.

Shi Hao almost jumped up from his chair, as this was truly too shocking to Shi Hao. Qi Xiu had only taught Qi Xing the main points of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, but no one had ever been able to comprehend it with just a few moves. But the scene before him caused Shi Hao to be in disbelief, and he patted his chest. He sat down again, muttering under his breath, "Isn't it just my perception? Don't be surprised, calm down, calm down!"

At the same time that Shi Hao was shocked, how could Qi Xiu get any form of peace. It would be a pity if such a talent did not enter the Liu Clan! Qi Xiu was so shocked that a temporary flaw appeared in her. Qi Xing's eyes lit up, and he changed the direction of his sword art. The sharpness of the sword had been fully restrained, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast. By the time Qi Xiu had realized this, it was already too late to respond.

The brown wooden sword stopped three inches away from the center of Qi Xiu's brows. Qi Xiu's sword was only halfway there before it stopped in midair. Seeing that Qi Xing's sword had already reached the space between his eyebrows, he smiled and said, "I've lost."

Qi Xing sheathed his sword and calmly said, "What happened just now was not counted. The match was a distraction and the victory was not glorious at all."

"Bitch, Qixing, your comprehension ability is too strong. You're simply a genius amongst geniuses." Shi Hao suddenly moved closer and shouted loudly.

"What do you mean?" Qi Xing didn't understand what Shi Hao said, and Shi Hao's eyes instantly rolled up. He glared at Qi Xing and started to explain to him. Qi Xing thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "So that's how it is. Maybe he was born that way." Everyone has secrets, and some of them are inconsequential.

Shi Hao and Qi Xiu lightly smiled in response and declined to comment. However, they did not ask any further. The relationship between princes was as tranquil as water, perhaps it was so. The two followed him into the resting lounge to have a talk. From time to time, Shi Hao and Qi Xiu's hearty laughter could be heard from inside the room. Occasionally, the laughter of Qi Xing could also be heard from inside the room. Such a cheerful time was quite rare.

After a long while, the three of them walked out. The two of them helped Qi Xing clean up the wood shavings outside the room. After bidding their farewells, they left. In the blink of an eye, one day had passed. Qi Xing suddenly turned around and sat down cross-legged, immersing himself in the memories of the day's harvests. At the same time, he circulated the Xuan Yin Power, and threads of Yin energy began to spread out.

After a silent night, Qi Xing once again came to the training field and began his day of practice. Right now, Qi Xing was practicing the Flowing Cloud Sword Art. Qi Xing felt that the power of the sword art was much stronger than the basic sword art, which was why the sword art was more important. However, he would also not forget the basic sword techniques, except for the difference between the primary and secondary ones.

A few disciples passed by Qi Xing, and when they saw him practicing, they immediately stopped out of curiosity. He was quite curious about the sword technique that Qi Xing had used to defeat Jiang Da yesterday. Just from a few glances, the few of them felt that something was amiss. No matter how they looked at it, they were still familiar with it. Suppressing the doubts in their hearts, the few of them continued to watch as Qi Xingchen made a few moves. The few disciples suddenly opened their eyes wide as if they had seen a ghost. This was the Liu Family's sword art, the Flowing Cloud Sword Art!

They looked at each other and came up with a guess. Suppressing the shock in his heart, he continued to read on. Qi Xing was fully engrossed in the practice of sword arts, not paying attention to the few disciples who were watching from the sidelines. So what if they noticed it? Qi Xing didn't care. After finishing the first round of the Flowing Cloud Sword Art, Qi Xing felt that it was not bad. He had improved a lot, at least he no longer had that sharp edge. At this moment, Qi Xing noticed that a few disciples were staring at him. His expression remained unchanged as he walked away.

As for the disciples, they were completely dumbfounded. They had asked about the identity of Qi Xing yesterday. He was just a rogue cultivator. If he wanted to join the Liu Gate, he had never learned a sword art before. However, there was one thing that was clear before his eyes. The other party had only seen Jiang Da use the Wanderingcloud Sword Technique once before learning the Wanderingcloud Sword Technique. What did this mean? It was hard to put into words! The few of them immediately scattered in all directions. There would also be disciples forming gangs within the sect, and they were going to inform the sect about this. If such a genius were to stand on the same side as him, he would be able to guess his future benefits without even thinking about it.