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The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix C72

Chapter 72: Senior Brother is a Good Young Man

Following Ye Anping into the back room and sitting down, Xiao Yunluo, with a sad expression, recounted the events of yesterday morning.

The dew had not yet dried, and the sun had just risen from behind the mountains. Outside the gate of Tianyun Peak’s triple courtyard, Pei Lianxue held a bamboo sword and was leisurely demonstrating the first three moves of her Leaves-Shadow Sword Technique.

“Yunluo, pay attention.”

Swish—

“Like this.”

Whizzing—

“And then like this…”

Boom—

“And finally, like this!!”

Pei Lianxue exhaled a breath of white mist and then walked to Xiao Yunluo, who stood there with a dazed expression. She gently asked, “Have you learned it? The first three moves of the sword technique my senior brother taught me.”

For Xiao Yunluo, all she saw was Pei Lianxue swinging the sword horizontally, slashing vertically, and lifting the sword upward. She didn’t see anything else. She used to learn sword techniques from the Elder of Tianyun Peak in Xuanxing Sect, who would meticulously break down and explain each step. The most important spiritual method in the sword art would be explained for hours to help her understand and absorb it.

But even then, ordinary disciples might not grasp it. Only disciples like Xiao Yunluo, who were exceptionally talented and not dull-witted, could understand it on their own. However, when she came to Pei Lianxue, both the intricate spiritual method and the details of the sword movements became “like this,” “like this again,” and “like this in the end.”

Xiao Yunluo asked without confidence, “Lianxue, is it time for me to learn?”

“Yes.” Pei Lianxue nodded seriously. “Yunluo, I’ve demonstrated it to you fifteen times.”

In the end, Xiao Yunluo had no choice but to nod and say, “Then… Then I learned.”

“Well, if you encounter something you don’t understand, just ask me. I will go over there to practice.”

At this point, Xiao Yunluo felt like she was nothing. What young lady of Xuanxing Sect? What Heavenly Spiritual Root? In front of Pei Lianxue, she felt utterly inadequate.

When Ye Anping heard her say this, he also felt embarrassed. While it was reasonable for Bai Yuexin to be affected, it was completely unexpected for Xiao Yunluo. However, only Xiao Yunluo being affected was unexpected.

Ye Anping had anticipated her intention. Xiao Yunluo awkwardly pinched her fingers and looked into Ye Anping’s eyes, saying, “Young Master Ye, Lianxue said you taught her sword skills, so can you teach me?”

“Of course…”

Xiao Yunluo’s eyes brightened, but then Ye Anping poured a bucket of cold water over her.

“No.”

Xiao Yunluo pursed her lips, exhaling as if relieved but also somewhat disappointed.

“That’s right. I overstepped. Goodbye…”

After that, Xiao Yunluo stood up to leave.

But seeing her stand up, Ye Anping quickly added, “Sister Xiao, you’re going in the wrong direction.”

“Direction?”

“Yes.” Ye Anping nodded. “You’re not learning sword techniques. You lack the ‘vigour’ my junior sister and Feng Yudie possess.”

“Vigor!” Xiao Yunluo felt a bit puzzled. “What is that?”

“Whether my junior sister or Feng Yudie, they didn’t grow up in a beautiful garden like you. In their childhood, they faced death countless times, fought with beasts in the mountains, and survived.”

Xiao Yunluo felt she understood, yet not fully. She asked, “So, how do I train?”

“Follow me.”

With that, Ye Anping picked up two blunt swords from the corner and led her out of the house and into the backyard of the therapy centre.

In the backyard, the willow trees swayed, and the fallen leaves seemed to clear a circular area, aware of their presence.

Xiao Yunluo didn’t know what Ye Anping was up to. “Young Master Ye, what are you doing?”

“Fight with me.”

Ye Anping handed her a blunt sword and took another, walking ten feet away and turning to face her.

“Be careful not to die.”

“Die?”

The next moment, there was an explosion in the backyard!

Boom—

Ye Anping stepped forward with a flat-bladed sword, a burst of force, reaching Xiao Yunluo, the sword tip aiming directly at her neck. It was a deadly move. Xiao Yunluo could handle it.

But now, Ye Anping looked at her as those Seven Killing Sect thugs did in Xuanxing Sect’s back mountain last time. She could see the murderous intent in his eyes, not for show but a real intent to take her life. This was not a sparring match.

Why?

She couldn’t understand why Ye Anping wanted to kill her. Xiao Yunluo’s pupils shrank, lips slightly parted, unable to make a sound. She could only see the distance between Ye Anping’s sword tip and her neck rapidly closing.

“Die!!”

Ye Anping declared mercilessly that Xiao Yunluo’s death was imminent.

At this moment, even he couldn’t avoid the sword in his hand. There were only two possible futures now. Either his sword would pierce Xiao Yunluo’s neck directly.

Or Xiao Yunluo would use a sidestep or the sword in her hand to resolve it. However, might Ye Anping make the right bet?

Ding—

In the final moment, Xiao Yunluo moved her sword, blocking it in front of her neck. However, due to a slightly delayed reaction, she couldn’t neutralise Ye Anping’s thrust without injury.

The force from Ye Anping’s entire body spread through Xiao Yunluo’s sword surface to her wrist and then throughout her body. Xiao Yunluo slammed into the nearby stone brick wall, leaving a dent.

“Cough–“

Watching Xiao Yunluo slide down the wall, Ye Anping simply waved his sword aside, exhaling lightly. He then walked up to Xiao Yunluo and extended his hand to her.

“How was it? Getting used to it? If not, we can go again.”

It took Xiao Yunluo a while to snap out of her daze. She then gripped the sword in her hand and thrust it towards him, but Ye Anping twisted and avoided it.

“Do you want to kill me?”

Angry and having experienced a life-and-death situation, Xiao Yunluo glared at Ye Anping and roared. However, Ye Anping just sighed and said, “Aren’t you not dead?”

“You know, if I was just a bit later…”

Ye Anping interrupted, “But in reality, you’re not dead.”

Xiao Yunluo glared at him, teeth clenched, and shouted, “What if? What if I didn’t block it? That sword just now could have taken my life instantly!!”

“There was no ‘what if,'” Ye Anping shrugged, encouraging her. “I believe you could block it; after all, you are Xiao Yunluo.”

That was weird.

Ye Anping would not believe Xiao Yunluo.

What he believed in was Si Xuanji and the protective spell she cast on Xiao Yunluo. Earlier, in the back mountain of Xuanxing Sect, he was worried that Liang Zhu and the others might force out Xiao Yunluo’s protective spell and lure Si Xuanji over.

It was because he knew about Xiao Yunluo’s protective spell that he dared to use the sword against her like this.

And it was precisely because Xiao Yunluo didn’t know about her protective spell that she felt frightened. Ye Anping was a responsible young man and never engaged in gambling.

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