Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 534 - 30: Leave a room for her
Chapter 534: Chapter 30: Leave a room for her
Is Sword Control Technique hard to learn? Different people will have different answers.
If you ask Yan Yu, he would say, “Having hands is enough”; if you ask Lin Ning, she would say, “It’s quite hard at first, but it gets easier with more practice.”
But if you were to ask Ye Jun now, she would tell you, “Self-learning is pretty simple, but learning Sword Control Technique from Yan Yu is probably the hardest way to learn in the whole world!”
Every time she unleashed a sword strike, if the timing and position were not right, Yan Yu would break through her defense, resulting in her getting whipped.
The whip was made with the flat of the sword, so it wouldn’t injure, but pain was inevitable.
Under normal circumstances, one could bear it, but Ye Jun was in a state of emotional fragility, and the pain made her unable to hold back her tears.
If she cried too excessively, like a dam bursting, it would lead to the confusion or even suspicion of the other girls from the Zhenhai Team, which was a more intense feeling of worry and anxiety than the pain itself, causing Ye Jun to quickly resist with all her might while shedding tears.
Every beating came as a result of her sword technique being countered. If it was due to a slow move, she’d try to be faster next time; if it was due to the wrong position, she’d try to shift in the direction from where Yan Yu’s Flying Sword had broken through.
In this way, while taking hits and crying, Ye Jun earnestly worked to fix the flaws in her swordsmanship, making her control of the sword increasingly accurate and impressive.
The girls practiced on their own, but when they covertly saw Ye Jun’s tear-streaked face showing genuine sorrow, they couldn’t help but feel empathy.
The captain is being way too ruthless, aren’t they? She is crying her eyes out!
Unable to bear it, Su Yunjin quietly communicated to Yan Yu:
“Captain, why don’t we let her rest for a bit? With her emotional state as it is, it might not be suitable for her to continue practicing.”
“That’s true,” Yan Yu thought to himself, realizing they had indeed been practicing for several hours, and then said to Ye Jun, “Let’s take a break. Digest and integrate all the swordsmanship experience you’ve summarized for yourself.”
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“Okay,” Ye Jun nodded sadly but was unwilling to rest just yet; she started practicing the sword techniques alone—she wanted to convert her physical sensations into deep memories while they were still fresh.
This extremely diligent approach to practice greatly endeared her to Lin Ning, who was already struggling with this aspect and felt resentment toward Yan Yu’s merciless training. Now she looked at Ye Jun more favorably and went over to offer advice, saying:
“There are four ways to use Bai Niao Chao Feng, and you’ve learned two. Let me teach you the other two…”
Su Yunjin, watching Lin Ning teach Ye Jun step by step, made an estimate:
Her swordsmanship level is probably around the same as Ruoxi’s, but she learns much faster than Ruoxi does.
Lin Ning had tried teaching Ruoxi swordsmanship before, and it was a disaster. Learning later moves made her forget the earlier ones, and vice versa. Sometimes she would even mix them up, leading Yan Yu to a conclusion and stating that Xie Ruoxi “is most suited for Magic Cultivation.”
After all, Magic Cultivators don’t need techniques; you just blast away with your full True Yuan, and that’s it.
Ye Jun clearly had a normal IQ, and her memory was good; she could quickly remember almost everything, whether it was Yan Yu’s “painful method of learning” or Lin Ning’s “force-feeding method of learning.”
Given time, her swordsmanship should improve too.
Okay, I need to work hard too!
The things that Su Yunjin could analyze, Xie Ruoxi also had an inkling of, and she couldn’t help but look at Ye Jun with envy.
It’s great to be smart; I wish I were smart too so that the captain wouldn’t look down on me.
Sigh, it’s a pity I was born slow-witted; I’m afraid there’s no chance of me becoming a powerful Sword Immortal… I’d better stick to practicing my Thunder Method.
She sighed in her heart and casually released a bolt of Thunder Light, obliterating a distant target.
Behind the target was a wall of thick steel perforated with holes. Each mark represented a misfired Thunder Method, also showcasing the Thunder Method’s utterly exaggerated and formidable power.
After leaving the basement, Yan Yu saw Chen Lingyun lying on the sofa, playing with her phone, and sent her a message:
“How’s everyone’s training going?”
“You don’t know?” Yan Yu gave her a noncommittal glance, “Haven’t you been spying with your Five Ghosts?”
“I haven’t mastered the Eye Technique yet, so even if the Five Ghosts turn invisible to see something, they can only come back and describe it to me. Isn’t that the same as you directly telling me?”
“Ye Jun’s swordsmanship talent is mediocre,” Yan Yu sat down beside her, picked up the teacup, took a sip to moisten his throat, “But she is quite meticulous, and hardly makes the same mistake twice. If she works hard and practices diligently, she should be able to pursue a calculative sword path.”
“But she is an Assistant Officer,” Chen Lingyun said with a smile.
“So just getting in the door would be good enough,” Yan Yu concluded, “Swordsmanship talent doesn’t really matter then.”
“If Ye Jun really leaves the Dragon Soar Team in the future, would there be a place for her in our team?” Chen Lingyun suddenly asked.
“Of course,” Yan Yu said, “The Xuan Guang Ruler is quite useful, even just as the seventh reserve. If we encounter a powerful enemy like that Demon Monk last time, we won’t need Yun Jin’s area-based Taoism Method for defense.”
“Aside from that?” Chen Lingyun continued with a smile, “What do you think of her appearance? Does she meet your aesthetic standards?”
“She is quite pretty. What about it?” Yan Yu asked.
Ye Jun’s looks certainly weren’t bad, especially suiting the taste of middle-aged and older people. After becoming the spokesperson for the Dingbei Army in her previous life, she had even gained a lot of female fans at one point, with many people showering her with gifts in the Dingbei Army’s live broadcast room—anyway, it was impossible for her to be unattractive.
“I see.” Chen Lingyun nodded her head, “I think it’s about time to arrange a room for her in the villa.”
“There’s already a room arranged for her in the villa,” Yan Yu said, feeling puzzled.
“I mean the villa in Jinling Prefecture,” Chen Lingyun said with a smile.
Her smile seemed to say “you fool”, causing Yan Yu to feel slightly irritated, and he coldly said:
“You’re not harboring some unrealistic harem fantasy again, are you? Let me tell you, Ye Jun is impossible. Her values are actually very conservative. Look at how the Dragon Soar Team loads her with work, and she never complains of hardship or tiredness… In short, it’s impossible.”
“Tradition, huh.” Chen Lingyun’s smile remained unchanged, “How come I remember that the traditional marital and reproductive views in Lu Country are about having one wife and multiple concubines, spreading the branches and leaves?”
“That was before we integrated with international standards. Now we have third sons and fourth sons, where do concubines come in?” Yan Yu said, “That’s not called tradition, it’s called being outdated.”
“Hehe.” Chen Lingyun did not argue, but simply drank her tea.
Her calm and collected demeanor gave Yan Yu the feeling that this wretched woman must be scheming again.
But without evidence, Yan Yu didn’t want to reprimand her on baseless charges, so he simply left the living room, walked up the stairs, out of sight, out of mind.
He went upstairs to see how the enchantress was doing.
When he reached the door to Zhao Yuanzhen’s room, Yan Yu had just knocked when he found that the door wasn’t locked.
Pushing the door open, Yan Yu saw her lying on the bed fast asleep, not even covered by a quilt.
…Really, in this state, doesn’t she know to lock the door?
After locking the door behind him, Yan Yu picked up the clothes from the floor, shook them out, went over to lift the upper half of the enchantress’s body, and helped her put them on.
Zhao Yuanzhen smacked her lips in her sleep, wrapped her arms around Yan Yu’s neck with a backhanded grip, muttering some unclear dream talk like “uh-oh, little thief”.
After dressing her, Yan Yu pulled her hands away and tucked her into the quilt.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, she pulled him back from behind.
“Don’t go.” She still had her eyes closed, unclear whether she was awake or not, but she cooed vaguely, “Stay with me…”
Yan Yu’s first instinct was to slap her, firmly landing a retort of, “You wish.” But upon further thought, he considered that the enchantress, like Ye Jun, was also in an unstable emotional state; since he had already taken care of Ye Jun, it wouldn’t be right to completely ignore the enchantress.
Ningning was right. He should treat them equally.
With that thought, Yan Yu changed his mind, reasoning that although everyone was downstairs training, staying here with her for five minutes shouldn’t be a problem… ten minutes, no, make it fifteen minutes!
He crawled into the quilt and hugged Zhao Yuanzhen’s warm and plump body from behind, while the enchantress made a sound of contentment.
