Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 217 - 100 Xie Xiaojiu’s Defeat

On the arena.

Lin Qingyi's voice had just finished echoing in Jiang Ning's ears as he suddenly turned his head to glance at the platform.

There, he saw Lin Qingyi sitting in a corner of the stands, shrouded in shadow.

Lin Qingyi, noticing Jiang Ning's gaze at this moment, immediately showed a faint sense of guilt in her eyes.

"I'm sorry!" her voice echoed in Jiang Ning's ear once again.

All of this happened in an instant.

After that.

Jiang Ning smiled slightly at Lin Qingyi, then turned back to look at the black-clad, sword-wielding woman on the arena, Xie Xiaojiu.

"I hear you're good with a sword?" Jiang Ning said.

"Correct!" Xie Xiaojiu nodded slightly.

"Good! It seems you wish to battle with me in our weapon skills!" Jiang Ning said, nodding.

Then he turned to the man presiding nearby, "Sir, I need a sabre!"

"No problem!" said the man conducting the assessment, and then he grabbed a sabre from the weapon rack on the side of the arena and tossed it toward Jiang Ning.

"Take it! Make a good show of it!"

"Thank you!" Jiang Ning caught the sabre and expressed his gratitude.

With the long sabre in hand, the trait where man and blade become one immediately took effect.

In his hands, the long sabre seemed to transform into an extension of his arm, moving as part of his body.

Jiang Ning also knew the weight of the long sabre, a hefty eighty-five pounds, with a length of three feet seven inches.

"Do you know why I ascended the arena?" Xie Xiaojiu suddenly said.

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"Is there a need for a reason?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Of course, there is!" Xie Xiaojiu tightened her grip on the longsword and continued, "Sister Qingyi has been repeatedly mentioning you in front of me, saying my talent is not as good as yours! I couldn't accept that!"

"So!!" Xie Xiaojiu emphasized, slowly drawing her longsword, "So... I want to prove to Sister Qingyi that her vision is not lesser than Shen Congyun's! I, Xie Xiaojiu, am not inferior to you, Jiang Ning!!"

"I see!" Jiang Ning nodded and then said, "If you lose, how about you come and serve under my command?"

"Sure!" Xie Xiaojiu responded, "If I lose, then I'll listen to you!"

Xie Xiaojiu immediately agreed to Jiang Ning's proposition, seemingly without a moment's hesitation.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning was slightly surprised.

Then he smiled, "Then bring it on!"

At this moment, some joy stirred in Jiang Ning's heart.

Xie Xiaojiu's strength was undoubtedly above the Eighth Grade level.

And as someone highly regarded by Lin Qingyi, she must possess both exceptional talent and strength.

After today, whether he was to claim the position of team leader or that of Deputy Commander, he would need capable people.

Xie Xiaojiu clearly was a talent he could utilize.

After all, she had a connection with Lin Qingyi, and his relationship with Lin Qingyi also seemed fairly good.

Add to that Xie Xiaojiu's striking appearance, with fair skin, beautiful features, and a tall figure.

Such a subordinate could be pleasing to the eye even just as a decoration, for everyone has an appreciation for beauty, not to mention she was one of the most gifted in martial arts in the whole Luoshui County.

At this moment, Xie Xiaojiu swung her sword gently.

Hum——

The blade vibrated, issuing a faint humming sound.

"Are you ready?" Xie Xiaojiu asked.

"Come on!" Jiang Ning said, wielding his long sabre with a light swing.

Whoosh——

The sound of the blade slicing through the air suddenly rang out.

In an instant.

Xie Xiaojiu's toes tapped, and her entire body instantly turned into a blur charging toward Jiang Ning.

Such incredible speed!

Jiang Ning's eyes narrowed.

Once Xie Xiaojiu moved, Jiang Ning could tell that her movement technique was extraordinary.

It must have been a specialized technique, and undoubtedly a high-level one.

...

"Xie family's Miss Nine is so fast!"

"Yes! Like a fleeting shadow, her Willow-Fluff Technique has probably reached Great Success, or perhaps even Perfection!"

"Is this what defines a martial arts prodigy? Not only has she stepped into the Martial Arts Eighth Grade realm at such a young age, but her movement technique is also remarkable. Most importantly, Xie Xiaojiu, the Miss Nine of the Xie family, is known for her innate sword heart!"

"With such talent, it's no wonder Master Lin of the Wanhua Building took notice of her years ago!"

For a moment, the people below the platform expressed their amazement in unison.

Meanwhile, on the arena.

The distance of ten yards was crossed by Xie Xiaojiu in an instant.

Clang——

As Xie Xiaojiu approached, the sword gleamed like snow.

The moment the crowd saw clearly, Jian Ning had already parried Xie Xiaojiu's sword tip with his saber.

And Jiang Ning's upper body also leaned back slightly, using the strength of his waist and abdomen to diffuse the powerful thrust brought by Xie Xiaojiu's strike.

With that one hit, the movements of both froze suddenly.

"Such powerful force!" Feeling the formidable power transmitted through Xie Xiaojiu's sword tip, Jiang Ning concentrated.

Xie Xiaojiu probably had a strength of nearly three thousand pounds.

A simple strike, and Jiang Ning had already made his assessment.

Such incredible strength!

Xie Xiaojiu, looking at Jiang Ning who was only an arm's length away, also flashed a trace of shock in her eyes.

She was very aware of her own strength.

She had two thousand eight hundred pounds of force.

For a woman, to reach this level of strength in the Martial Arts Eighth Grade was extremely difficult.

If not for the fact that she was the Miss Nine of the Xie family, if not for her overflowing martial talent receiving so much attention, if not for the regard and help from Lin Qingyi.

Had any of these factors been lacking, she could never have achieved such strength at the Eighth Grade level of martial arts as a woman.

Originally, she thought that her present strength, if not dominating among her peers at the Eighth Grade, was at least outstanding.

She did not expect that on her first battle, she would taste the bitterness of defeat before achieving victory.

To know, she did not hold back in that strike, aiming to defeat with a single blow.

Carrying the momentum of a charge, the strike's speed and explosive power were both about twenty to thirty percent higher than usual.

But Jiang Ning, merely standing in his original spot and parrying with his saber, effortlessly caught her fiercest strike.