"Hmph, the bloodline of the Liunian Family is really regressing. Do you really think that a mere mortal who has just become a sword wielder can defeat me, Yi Xian?"
Yi Xian brandished her sword. "Human, I don't want to hurt you. This is a grudge between me and the Liunian Family. Get out of my way!"
"Since I, Guhan, am standing here, I won't leave. Cut the crap and make your move!"
Gu Han's tone was firm as he said this. Then, he displayed the starting stance of the first move of the 《Five Fleeting Time Styles》. Obviously, he had decided to fight to the end with Yi Xian!
Liunian Ling was touched by Guhan's words. She felt that she had not misjudged Guhan. With his stubbornness, he would definitely become an outstanding sword wielder in the future.
"This little fellow has made a huge profit!"
Liu Lei, who was watching from the side, took out an opium pipe from his pocket and lit it up with trembling hands. "If I were seventy years younger, I wouldn't have given such a good opportunity to you!"
Regardless of Liu Lei's thoughts, Yi Xian was angered by Guhan's attitude. Facing a newbie like Guhan, she immediately used a killing move. She aimed at Guhan's armpit. If this move connected, he might still be alive, but his arm would basically be crippled.
"Her target is your armpit!
Use the third stance: Sorrow of Parting! "Liunian Ling, who was lying on the ground, gave the order that she thought was the most correct.
I think it's better to use the fifth stance … Although the third stance can indeed block Yi Xian's attack, if I use the fifth stance, I can still attack Yi Xian's wrist … Guhan did not think much of it. This Liunian Ling was also a half-baked person. She had not even fully grasped the Five Forms of Fleeting Time, and yet she still had the cheek to order me around.
Although he was disdainful, Guhan still chose to listen to Liunian Ling's instructions. The first move was Sorrow of Parting. In order to show that he had really just learned this move, Guhan even deliberately used the move in a stiff and inflexible manner.
But even so, it was just enough to block the Yi Xian Sword's first attack.
"This brat's moves are all over the place, but he's actually able to utilize the Sorrow of Separation!" Fleeting Time's Cold, who had witnessed Gu Han's first use of a sword technique, was shocked.
Although he had successfully learned the Secret Voice Transmission technique, Liunian Ling had already confirmed that Guhan had outstanding martial arts talent and a certain level of martial arts foundation when they fought over the Yi Xian Sword. That was why she had taken a gamble and taught the Five Forms of Fleeting Time to Guhan.
However, in Liunian Ling's heart, she did not expect more than 30% of Guhan to be able to successfully learn the Five Forms of Fleeting Time. After all, he only had a minute to learn it, which was the best of the best.
"Isn't this guy's talent a little too terrifying?"
Liunian Ling thought to herself. Of course, this guy's talent is not as good as mine, but at least he is much better than those brats from the subsidiary sects.
"Go to hell!"
Yi Xian's sword was blocked by Gu Han, a newcomer who didn't seem to know anything. The anger in Yi Xian's heart exploded. The slender Yi Xian Sword in his hand instantly turned into a vicious viper as it continuously launched fierce attacks at Gu Han.
"I can't cut it … It's the sorrow of separation … In the heart … I can't cut it … It's messy … Another feeling …"
"I can't cut it."
"It's the sorrow of separation."
"It's the sorrow of separation."
"It's the sorrow of separation."
"In the heart."
This was the name of the five sword techniques of the Five Forms of Fleeting Time, which were passed down by Liunian Ling's ancestors.
In the face of Yi Xian's tide-like attacks, Liunian Ling could only respond with a series of moves.
However, she was extremely worried because she knew that a newbie like Guhan, who had just learned the Five Forms of Fleeting Time, would definitely not be able to keep up with the speed of her moves.
Liunian Ling secretly put her hand into her dimensional pocket and held onto her life-saving item. If she discovered that Guhan's life was in danger, she would immediately use the item. Even if she had to destroy the entire Sword Burial Ground, she had to protect this man who was standing in front of her.
To Liunian Ling's surprise, Guhan was actually able to keep up with the speed of her moves. In the beginning, the connection of the moves was a little difficult and stiff, but after a dozen moves, it was no longer possible to tell that Guhan was a newbie who had just come into contact with sword techniques. The connection of the moves was so smooth that it could not be cut off.
Moreover, after Guhan used this move, it was more accurate and precise than before. The stiffness, loopholes, and weaknesses had all disappeared after a few times. Guhan was like a veteran who had practiced the Five Forms of Fleeting Time for several years. Every move was gradually perfected!
"This Guhan … Is he still human?"
Liunian Ling was so shocked that she could not close her mouth. When she first practiced the Five Forms of Fleeting Time, it took her a total of three hours to reach this level.
But this Guhan?
From the moment he received the Five Forms of Fleeting Time until now, it had not even been three minutes, and he had already surpassed a day's worth of effort!
"Could it be that this person's talent in swordsmanship is even higher than mine?!"
This thought suddenly appeared in Liunian Ling's mind. In her world, in her family, if she needed to spend three days to learn something, no one could learn it in ten days. Even her father admitted that he was not as talented as Liunian Ling when he was young. He admitted that Liunian Ling was one of the top ten geniuses in the history of the Fleeting Time Family.
As time went by, Liunian Ling really thought that she was the number one genius in the world. But she never expected that the person she had randomly found to cheat for her would have a talent that surpassed her in swordsmanship.
This caused Liunian Ling's worldview to collapse, and she felt terrible.
"There's no need to belittle yourself, Miss Ling!"
Liu Lei stood beside Fleeting Time Ling and comforted him, "My 100 years of experience have taught me that a person's potential can be unleashed at a moment of life and death! It can even be a hundred times stronger than usual!
If Miss Ling was in a life-and-death situation, you wouldn't be any worse than this kid. "
What Liu Lei meant was that Guhan had only learned so quickly because he was in a life-and-death situation. In fact, his talent was not that high, at least not higher than Liunian Ling's.
"Really?" Hearing Liu Lei's words, Liunian Ling suddenly felt much better.
"Absolutely!" Liu Lei nodded, "However, this kid's talent is indeed terrifyingly strong.
Tsk tsk, I really don't know why the teachers in those schools let go of such a diamond in the rough.
Miss Linlin, you might not know, but our Yuzhang Academy has always been at the bottom of the Swordsman's Cup for the past few years. Looks like we won't have to worry about the Ancient Sword Group this year! "Old man Liu Lei sniggered.
"What?
What do you mean your Yuzhang University won't have to worry?! "
Ling spat on the ground. "My Liunian Clan has taken a liking to this person. He'll be a member of our Liunian Clan in the future. What has it got to do with your Yuzhang University?!"
"Sigh!
You can't say that. He's a child born and raised in our Yuzhang City. Naturally, he belongs to our Yuzhang University. Why should he join your Liunian Clan?! "Liu Lei blew at his white beard in dissatisfaction.
"Hmph, I, Liunian Ling, am the future family head of the Liunian Clan. If I say he belongs to our Liunian Clan, then he belongs to our Liunian Clan!" Ling retorted without backing down.
"Haha, that's not right. Miss Ling, you're not the family head yet. How can you decide the matters of the clan so domineeringly?
Moreover, this Guhan doesn't have the bloodline of the Liunian Clan. He can't possibly join your Liunian Clan! "
"So what if he doesn't have the bloodline of our Liunian Clan?!" Ling grew anxious. "I'll … I'll …"
"What?
What will I do to him? "
Liu Lei narrowed his eyes as he stared at Fleeting Time Ling with a mischievous expression. "Are you trying to recruit him into your Fleeting Time Clan to be your son-in-law?"
"Who's going to recruit him!"
Ling blurted out in a panic. "I'll … I'll … that's right, I'll take him in as my disciple, a personal disciple. That should be fine, right?!"
"Disciple!"
Liu Lei was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter. "That's right, that's right. Personal disciples can indeed join the Liunian Clan. How could I, Liu Lei, have forgotten about this!
Miss Ling, you've really thought this through! "
For some reason, the words "thought through" sounded especially piercing to Liunian Ling's ears.
Wait … did I forget something?
Liunian Ling, who had been speaking with Liu Lei for a long time, suddenly felt that she had missed something. She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she thought about it. She only slapped her thigh when she heard a miserable groan.
Oh no, I forgot to instruct Guhan on which moves to use!
That groan just now couldn't have been that idiot Guhan's, could it?
Idiot Guhan, please don't hold a grudge against me. It's all because of that old coffin Liu Lei that I was distracted. Please don't die!
Liunian Ling hurriedly raised her head to look at the battlefield. Aiya … what's going on?
Why is Guhan sitting on my swordmistress's stomach … What kind of weird position is this? Can someone explain it to me?