After rebirth, I picked up my mortal enemy as my apprentice Chapter 146

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There is a saying in the world of cultivating immortals that a first-rate sword cultivator can tell what kind of person his opponent is just by clash of swords.

This statement is not entirely accurate, but top sword cultivators can indeed get a general understanding of their opponents from their fights.

The swordsmanship of a first-rate swordsman is not only a display of skill, but also a reflection of their inner realm, cultivation, and character.

The style, rhythm, strength and momentum of swordsmanship can all reveal the state of mind of the swordsman. The swordsmanship of a person with a delicate mind may be more delicate and agile, while the swordsmanship of a person with a strong character may be more violent and domineering.

In the collision of swords, they can sense the other party’s spirit through the fluctuations and flow of the true energy on the other party’s sword.

Legend has it that in higher-level confrontations, swords are not just a physical confrontation, but also a clash of artistic conception and will.

Through the contact of swords, a silent communication will be formed, where each party can understand the other party’s kendo philosophy, goals and inner beliefs.

During the sword clash with Ke Jiu, Ling Xuan had already understood what kind of person she was from her majestic and vast sword intent.

Although I didn’t get the answer I wanted, the prejudice I had at the beginning has gradually disappeared.

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The moonlight is like water, sprinkling in the quiet bamboo forest.

A girl in white sat cross-legged on a bluestone.

Her eyes were lightly closed, her face was serene, with a hint of determination between her brows, and a soft light seemed to be emanating from her body.

As time passed, her brows furrowed slightly and her breathing became more rapid.

Suddenly, her body began to tremble, as if she had fallen into some terrible dream. Fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and the calmness on her face was replaced by pain.

The next moment, Ke Jiu suddenly opened his eyes with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

Her hands clutched the bluestone beneath her tightly, her knuckles turning white.

His chest rose and fell violently, and his rapid breathing was particularly clear in the quiet night.

“Ji Wang.” She spoke, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

Her eyes were wandering and she looked like she had just woken up from a nightmare.

After a while, she gradually calmed down, slowly loosened her clenched hands, her eyes regained some clarity, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and gently exhaled.

Just now, when Ke Jiu was sitting cross-legged and practicing, a scene appeared in his mind again.

She had a decisive battle with Ji Wang on the Dengxian Terrace. At the moment when her chest was pierced by his sword, she saw disappointment in his eyes.

Ke Jiu touched his chest, and the soul injury that he thought had passed began to ache again.

“Why? In my subconscious, I think of him again? Is it because of…Xiao Fan?”

Ke Jiu sat quietly on the bluestone, looking up at the waning moon in the distance.

She knew that this nightmare was not just a subconscious fear, but also a knot in her heart that she had not been able to resolve.

“Am I still afraid? I am still afraid in my heart… I subconsciously want to avoid it?”

“No, I cannot be afraid, and I will not be afraid.”

She closed her eyes and let out a gentle breath, trying to regain her breathing.

“The best way to eliminate fear is to… face it!”

The moonlight is still there, the bamboo shadows are swaying, and in the night, a mysterious aura emanates from her.

She forced herself to return to the scene, and her consciousness seemed to drift back to the ancient steps.

At the top of the Ascension Platform in the Palace of Memory, stood a terrifying opponent whom she would never forget in both her past lives.

Ji Wang’s figure seemed to be submerged in the thick darkness. He looked at her from afar, with an unclear expression on his face.

But the invisible pressure emanating from him made her feel suffocated, and even her body became extremely heavy, as if she would collapse at any time due to the weight.

Can I really defeat such an opponent?

Ke Jiu gritted his teeth.

What on earth did he go through to get to where he is today?

In a trance, the figure of the young man emerged in her mind, and his hopeful eyes fell on her.

Xiaofan, is he really your future? If so…how can I stop him?

The boy’s voice vaguely echoed in her mind.

——In the future, I want to be someone who can protect my master.

Ke Jiu paused.

Can I trust you? Should I trust you? Should I put my future destiny in your hands?

No… Ke Jiu, how could you fall to this point and put the blame on a boy who hasn’t even grown up yet!

Ji Wang, I will not let you succeed in this life.

Ke Jiu’s gaze was focused, and she took a sudden step forward. As her footsteps took hold, the pressure on her body suddenly lightened a bit.

The best way to overcome fear is to face it!

Ke Jiu took a deep breath of cold air, raised his head again and looked at the figure standing on the top of the mountain. The shadow on his body also faded a little.

Her chest, where Ji Wang had pierced it in her previous life, began to hurt again, as if something was tearing her apart from the inside.

Her white dress was as pure as snow, fluttering in the wind. She held a long sword in her hand, the blade glowing with a cold light.

As Ke Jiu stepped up step by step towards the steps to heaven, the pain in her chest became more and more obvious.

But at the same time, the pressure on her was relieved little by little, and the figure on the stairs was becoming clearer and clearer.

Her sword intent became increasingly fierce, as if it could penetrate all the darkness.

Finally, when she stepped onto the last step, the pressure she had been carrying suddenly disappeared.

Ji Wang looked at her without any expression.

Ke Jiu swung his sword, and the sword light was like a meteor across the night sky, splitting the phantom of the powerful enemy in front of him into two.

The wind was still blowing on Dengxiantai, and her white clothes fluttered in the wind.

When I placed my hands on my chest, I could feel the pain disappearing a lot.

However, a faint sound was heard from afar.

——Master, I haven’t seen you for four years. I miss you very much.

——Master, can I see you in this assessment? Will you come?

Ke Jiu opened his eyes blankly.

Is it an auditory hallucination?

Was I subconsciously avoiding him before? Was I afraid that I didn’t know how to face Xiaofan?

She looked up at the incomplete waning moon in the sky.

Xiaofan, how are you now?

“Miss Nan, it’s so late, why are you still practicing? Don’t you want to take a break?”

Ke Jiu turned his head and saw Lin Xuan.

She said calmly, “I’m used to it. Meditation has become a part of my meditation and rest.”

“The combination of practice and meditation is the state of unity of mind and spirit that only cultivators at the Xiantian realm can achieve, right?”

“Compared to this, Master Lin didn’t rest and came to see me in the middle of the night. Is there something you want to talk about?”

Lin Xuan suddenly paused. He was silent for a while before speaking: “I do have something I want to talk to Miss Nan about.”

“Go ahead.”

“Before that, is there something I can confirm your opinion on?”

“What?”

Lin Xuan looked at her: “Miss Nan, what do you think of Xiao Liang?”

Ke Jiu was slightly stunned.

Người mua: Observer Ω, 25/05/2025 16:22