I, Who Hate Marine So Much, Have Become A Future Nika?

Chapter 11: Yan Lingdie, Defeated!

"Oh no!"

The imminent danger made Yan Lingdie's heart turn cold. Subconsciously, she held her heavy sword horizontally in front of her, intending to block Zhong Cang's sudden thrust.

If it were just a thrust from a long sword, she would have had a chance of success. The Heavenly Flame Spirit Scripture had a powerful explosive ability, and as a Flame Spirit Body, she could withstand such high-intensity bursts.

This allowed her to place her sword in front of her at the last moment, blocking the thrust of Maple Flower's long sword.

Unfortunately, although her plan was good, she ultimately failed.

Although it couldn't compare to the fiery heavy sword in her hand, Maple Flower was also a Low Level Supreme Grade magic sword.

At this moment, in perfect harmony, Zhong Cang fully unleashed the power of the magic sword.

And Maple Flower had the ability to manipulate the natural wind.

"Chi..."

Before the heavy sword could be placed in front of Yan Lingdie, with a sound, the length of Maple Flower suddenly extended.

The raging wind formed the "blade" of Maple Flower, transforming it from a normal long sword into a "long spear" that was three meters and six centimeters long!

The suddenly elongated blade pierced Yan Lingdie before the heavy sword could separate her from it.

"Chi..."

This strike... didn't break through. At the moment of the attack, a spiritual light shield suddenly radiated from Yan Lingdie's robe.

The shield, shining with a golden-red light, firmly blocked the wind-formed blade and tip of Maple Flower.

Even Zhong Cang's attack didn't cause the shield to ripple in the slightest.

However, although she was unharmed, Yan Lingdie was stunned.

"I lost, lost to someone of the same level?"

There was no doubt that Yan Lingdie had lost miserably in this sword duel.

After all, although they were both Rank Three, the difference in the grade of their techniques meant that Zhong Cang was far inferior to Yan Lingdie in terms of strength, speed, and explosiveness.

But even with such a huge gap in strength, Zhong Cang still blocked Yan Lingdie's storm-like attacks and found an opportunity within the gaps of her attacks, defeating her in one strike.

And this, without a doubt, was a demonstration of skill.

Being defeated by someone weaker but considering themselves a genius, Yan Lingdie naturally felt unhappy.

However, although she was willful, she was still reasonable.

Towards Zhong Cang, who had defeated her, she didn't feel any anger or embarrassment. Instead, she admired him a little.

"This guy's swordsmanship is truly strong... but he's just too despicable and shameless."

The last comment came to mind when she remembered Zhong Cang's initial expression of panic when facing her attacks.

Especially when she thought about how she had been deceived by that expression the first time and then easily defeated, it made her even more furious and somewhat puzzled.

"Isn't it said that sword cultivators with exceptional swordsmanship are noble in character? Why is this person's swordsmanship so high, yet his character so shameless?"

This puzzlement only lasted a moment before Yan Lingdie shook her head and put it aside.

With her heavy sword held horizontally, she spoke, "Come again, this time I won't lose..."

Although she had been defeated, she had enjoyed the fight just now. Therefore, she wanted to have another battle with Zhong Cang.

However, when she looked up at Zhong Cang, she couldn't say anything.

After the duel, she, the defeated one, was completely unharmed.

But Zhong Cang, the winner, was sitting on the ground, panting heavily, with a burnt smell coming from his body.

And the most miserable one was Zhong Cang's right hand, with a cracked and bleeding tiger's mouth, making it difficult for him to hold the sword steady.

This tragic scene made Yan Lingdie unable to say the words "fight again," and she felt a bit embarrassed.

"Cough cough, Shui Bo, give him some healing medicine. As for the compensation for sparring, double it... no, make it five times."

"Yes, Miss."

After answering, Shui Bo, who was like a kind old man, walked into the arena with a smile. However, instead of immediately giving Zhong Cang the medicine and spirit stones, he spoke to Yan Lingdie.

"Miss, losing to someone weaker than you twice, do you have any insights?"

"Once, I only lost once!"

After her dissatisfied defense, she said with some embarrassment, "As for insights, yes, I have some. Fighting against this guy made me realize that I can't put all my energy into attacking during a battle. If I had reserved some strength during my attacks, I would never have lost... Also, be cautious in everything. Some people are despicable and shameless, even taking advantage of their enemies' kindness. Hmph!"

When she said the last sentence, Yan Lingdie glared at Zhong Cang fiercely. Obviously, she held a grudge from her first defeat until now.

Upon hearing his young miss's insights, Shui Bo nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, these combat techniques and insights had been taught by Shui Bo and Yan Lingdie's other teachers before.

However, without experiencing setbacks in actual combat, Yan Lingdie had never taken them to heart.

Now, being defeated by Zhong Cang and being beaten by the weak, she finally began to reflect.

And this behavior of discovering shortcomings and reflecting on them in battle was the reason why the Cloud Firmament Sect established training grounds and why there were so many people in them.

Not only Yan Lingdie, but all cultivators could perceive their own shortcomings and improve through sparring.

Yan Lingdie gained something, and Shui Bo was also satisfied with Zhong Cang.

Therefore, he transmitted a message to Yan Lingdie, who waved her hand indifferently after listening.

"Ten times it is."

After speaking, she looked at Zhong Cang and snorted coldly, "I acknowledge your swordsmanship. We'll fight again once you've healed... And when we spar, you're not allowed to use any despicable tricks!"

Zhong Cang felt helpless after hearing the last warning.

In the previous battle, he didn't use any tricks. The change in his expression from initial panic to later coldness was purely due to the effect of Sword Heart.

Unfortunately, this matter involved his own situation, and he didn't want to speak about it.

Therefore, he casually responded and took the spirit stones and medicine, returning to the tree next to the training ground and sitting down to meditate.

Sitting under the tree, Zhong Cang remained Zhong Cang, without changing his posture.

However, after the intense battle just now, the gazes of those around him no longer held contempt but astonishment.

Especially Supervisor You Tao, who had been observing here all along, widened his eyes and opened his mouth, unable to believe what he was seeing.

It's no wonder he had such a reaction. What Zhong Cang did was too shocking.

As a "second generation," You Tao knew many secrets of the Immortal Cultivation World. But precisely because he knew, he understood that the gap between people in the Immortal Cultivation World was sometimes even greater than that between humans and dogs.

Talent, cultivation techniques, resources, guidance from masters... the inequality in various situations allowed some Qi Refining cultivators at the same level to defeat ten opponents, while others were defeated by ten opponents.

There was no doubt that Yan Lingdie, who had been carefully cultivated, was a genius who could defeat ten opponents.

In You Tao's eyes, Yan Lingdie was even capable of fighting beyond her level.

But even so, she couldn't easily defeat Zhong Cang, and she was even killed by him twice.

How could such a thing not shock You Tao?

"Damn it! I misjudged. Zhong Cang is not a waste at all. He is a genius who can fight against the seed players carefully cultivated by the family!"

(End of this chapter)