Chapter 48
The woman gave Hong Feiyu a ferocious stare, then set her eyes on Jiang Chen, quite unkindly as well. She said, “Stay away from my brother!”
“What?” Jiang Chen was confused. He might be able to understand what she meant if Hong Feiyu were a woman. But he was a man…
He didn’t know that since Hong Feiyu had made many mercenary friends before, Hong Youjun thought he was playing with her brother and only wanted to take advantage of him, too.
“Sister, Jiang Chen is different. He instructed Sister Wen Xin’s swordsmanship in the Martial Saint Mountain today. You can ask her if you don’t believe me,” Hong Feiyu said.
Hong Youjun got along well with Wen Xin. That was why Hong Feiyu called Wen Xin “sister” instead of “princess.”
“He instructed Wen Xin?”
Hong Youjun didn’t believe him. Wen Xin’s talent for swordsmanship was even better than hers. What gorgeous skills could this ordinary-looking youngster before her have?
“But he instinctively opened his hands and grasped the two golden points of the stick when he threw the stick over. You have to know that it was his first time to use a stick and he knew how to swing it.”
Jiang Chen’s comment was well-founded, which convinced Hong Youjun. She was finally relieved and smiled.
“Feiyu, I’m going to talk to our father immediately. We’ll find you the best stick master.” Hong Youjun left quickly after she finished talking.
“Okay!”
Hong Feiyu was excited. He had finally found his talent and could get rid of the nickname of “long-armed idiot.”
And all this could be accredited to Jiang Chen.
“Although skill is the key point of stick-fighting techniques, you’ll benefit greatly if you can use them with powerful methods and a strong genuine yuan,” Jiang Chen said.
Jiang Chen wanted to present Tai Ji Wan to him, but unluckily, Hong Feiyu’s meridians weren’t strong enough for it at that moment.
I’ll wait until he achieves the Mental Wander State. It will depend on his own efforts whether or not he can make any achievements.
Jiang Chen had only showed him the way. How far he could go would depend on his own efforts.
At dusk, Jiang Chen borrowed a long knife from the Hongs and went to the Martial Saint Mountain again.
The Martial Saint Mountain was quiet at night. It was a famous meeting place for lovers, but there were also people like Jiang Chen who came to see the spirit of the sword.
Ten-odd people were sitting cross-legged under the first sword trail in the Two Saints Square. With even breathing, they were trying to take the spirit of the sword into their souls.
This had to do with one’s talent.
Those who had much talent could take in the spirit of the sword smoothly and strengthen their swordsmanship, but those who didn’t have talents could comprehend nothing.
Jiang Chen could gain some insight even during the crowded daytime, let alone at this quiet moment.
Without the disturbance of the crowd, he comprehended the spirit of the sword of the first trail effortlessly.
Soon, he vaguely reeked of the aggressiveness of the sword. The early form of the spirit of the sword was evolving to a more mature spirit.
The swordsmen around him looked at him enviously. They knew from the appearance of Jiang Chen that he had gained insights from the spirit of the sword.
After a long while, Jiang Chen opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction.
The early form of the spirit of the sword had matured!
But to his disappointment, he found the other two trails couldn’t help him further, since the spirit of the sword was the limit of these three sword trails.
Fine. I shouldn’t be too greedy.
Jiang Chen recalled the knife trail splitting the mountain that he had seen in the daytime. He picked up the long knife he had brought with his right hand and headed for the knife trail.