Chapter 17, Discussion

Chapter 17, Discussion

Chapter 17, Discussion

"Okay! What do you want to see me about?"

Binghua put away the sword in her hand and walked towards Hexi. The two of them found a lawn next to a tree and sat down.

The light breeze made the grass and wild flowers of various colors sway gently in the wind, and the sunlight of Tiancheng was not dazzling after being filtered.

He Xi was sitting on the grass, holding up a butterfly with beautiful wings on one finger, while Binghua was lying on her back.

"He Xi, do you like butterflies very much?"

"Hmm. Don't you think they're beautiful?"

He Xi looked at Butterfly with her eyes as blue as the starry sky and spoke softly.

"Binghua, you know what! When butterflies are born, they are not beautiful at all. On the contrary, they are ugly."

"But they survived tenaciously, defeating their natural enemies and overcoming countless difficulties and obstacles until they welcomed their most beautiful moment, which was the moment they emerged as butterflies."

As He Xi spoke, she raised her finger, and the butterfly that was originally resting on her finger was startled and flapped its wings and flew away.

Binghua knew all of this, but when He Xi said it, it always felt like she had other intentions.

"Okay, why am I telling you all this? Have you rested well?"

A look of worry flashed across He Xi's face, and then was replaced by a smile.

"What's the matter?"

He Xi patted her skirt, stood up and walked forward while speaking.

"Looking at the way you practiced swordplay just now, you must have done that because you couldn't find a sparring partner. As it happens, I've also learned swordplay. I'll come practice with you to kill time."

Upon hearing this, Binghua immediately sat up and spoke in surprise.

"He Xi, are you serious!"

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

As soon as He Xi finished speaking, a faint red light flashed on his body, and a set of pink and purple fitted clothes was put on him.

Binghua asked curiously, "What was that just now?"

"Matter micro-wormhole transfer technology, a small invention developed when I was bored, saves me the time of getting dressed."

Binghua had an expression that said a big boss could be willful, but she also knew that He Xi was not joking with her.

The two stood several meters apart, and Binghua couldn't help but say something.

"Sister He Xi, have you really learned swordsmanship? I have never seen you practice swordsmanship since I came to Mello College?"

He Xi lifted the silver hair that fell beside her ear with her hand, began to calculate the micro-wormhole transportation technology, and spoke at the same time.

"You've only been in the academy for a few years, less than ten years. Do you know how long I've been here?"

Binghua couldn't help but ask: "How long?"

"Over a hundred years. During this time, there are no female angels in this academy who can compete with me in swordsmanship."

"They are all dead!" Binghua said in surprise!

"Oh, what are you thinking about in that little head of yours? Since they can't beat me, they naturally don't want to fight me anymore."

Even as she was speaking, with the crisp sound of a long sword being unsheathed, a broad-bladed heavy sword appeared beside He Xi and was held in one hand by her.

The sword body was bright silver all over, without any patterns, and as smooth as a mirror, but the width of the sword body was almost twice as wide as the cross sword in Binghua's hand.

Moreover, the sword crocodile looks very heavy, and the hilt is longer than that of a one-handed sword, so it can be easily held with both hands.

Binghua also pulled out his cross sword from the micro-wormhole, and looking at He Xi who was stroking the heavy sword in his hand opposite him, he couldn't help but speak.

"This weapon of yours doesn't seem to be suitable!"

"What's wrong with that? I don't have a talent for the overly delicate one-handed sword, so I can only play the heavy sword that doesn't require much skill."

He Xi held the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised the bright silver heavy sword to the right side of his body. It can be clearly seen that He Xi's body is no longer relaxed as before and has become tense.

"OK then."

Although it was just a competition, Binghua did not take it lightly, because Hexi was several times her age and ate more rice than she drank water.

Neither of them moved first. He Xi held the heavy sword at his side with both hands, while Binghua held the cross sword horizontally in front of him and leaned slightly.

Binghua's dark eyes were fixed on He Xi's every move, and his right hand holding the sword tightened again and again.

He Xi smiled and said calmly, "If you don't attack, then I won't be polite."

After saying that, He Xi leaned forward, tapped the ground with his toes, and rushed towards Binghua with the heavy sword in his hand.

Seeing He Xi rushing towards her, Binghua naturally would not defend herself. She retracted the long cross sword that was across her body, then thrust forward suddenly, and her body followed the movement of the sword and rushed forward.

He Xi turned his head to avoid the tip of the sword, and with both arms holding the hilt, he raised the heavy sword and chopped it up.

Binghua easily avoided the heavy sword, then swung the sword aggressively across, slashing towards Hexi's ear.

But He Xi just moved the hilt of the sword slightly down with both hands, and the heavy sword crocodile blocked the cutting blade like a miniature shield.

Then He Xi smiled faintly, and the blade of the heavy sword that had just been chopped up flipped and chopped down fiercely.

Binghua didn't dare to block with the sword in one hand, so she held the cross sword horizontally in front of her body and stretched out her left palm to hold the sword's spine.

With just a crisp metallic sound, Binghua felt a huge force coming along the cross sword.

In order to avoid bearing this force head-on, Binghua instinctively stepped back to relieve the force.

He Xi still had a slight smile on his face. He suddenly loosened one of his hands that were holding the hilt of the sword, then he held the hilt with one hand and pulled out the heavy sword quickly to chop it out.

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He Xi held the hilt of the heavy sword with one hand and swung the sword in his hand with incredible speed, slashing down one sword after another, leaving Binghua no chance to breathe.

Binghua could only retreat again and again, feeling the long cross sword in his hand trembling as if it would slip out of his hand at any moment.

But He Xi didn't give Binghua any chance to dodge. She swung the heavy sword like a never-ending storm.

As long as Binghua dodged, she would be hit by the heavy sword, so Binghua could only take it.

Finally, after the ninth sword, He Xi stopped. He stood there and exhaled heavily, and his chest began to rise and fall slightly rapidly.

As for Binghua, after He Xi stopped, Binghua retreated more than ten steps before she could unload the power accumulated by He Xi's nine consecutive swords.

At this moment, Binghua's small hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and she felt her entire right forearm becoming extremely numb.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Bingtian thrust the sword into the ground beside his feet, half-knelt on the ground with the sword in his hand, breathing heavily, his forehead covered with beads of sweat.

"Not bad! You were able to withstand my fierce attack the first time you played swordplay with me. You know, there are not many female angels in the entire Mello Academy who can withstand that fierce attack just now."

After He Xi calmed his breathing, he lowered the heavy sword in his hand and spoke with appreciation.

"Should I feel honored?"

Binghua rested for a few seconds and calmed his breathing. As a super soldier with super genes, his body's recovery ability had long surpassed that of ordinary creatures.

Apart from the fatigue from long-term fighting, short-term fatigue like this can be recovered quickly.

(End of this chapter)