School Beauty Li Mengxue

Two in the afternoon.

Following the address on the list, Chen Mo arrived outside a cultivation chamber on the eighteenth floor of Wuji Martial Arts Gym.

He had received the booking while eating lunch. It was from the client who required Basic Martial Techniques at the Perfection Realm.

"18-001, this is the place!"

After confirming it was the right cultivation chamber, Chen Mo pressed the doorbell.

"Ding-dong!"

Not long after the bell rang, the door opened automatically.

When Chen Mo looked inside, he was startled as well.

He saw someone unexpected—the School Beauty, Li Mengxue.

Li Mengxue had exquisite features and wore no makeup. Her hair was tied in a bun, and she wore a white fitted training uniform that outlined her perfect figure.

She was even more beautiful than the female celebrities Chen Mo had seen in his previous life. Still, he was only briefly stunned before recovering.

It was not that he was not fond of beautiful women, but that he knew what he needed.

Suddenly, Chen Mo regretted it a little. If he had known the client was Li Mengxue, he would not have wanted to accept the job.

After all, his Dantian might have been crippled because of her.

But since he had already accepted the job, he could only continue.

If he canceled the order and angered this young lady, he would not have any good fruit to eat.

"Hello, I'm Chen Mo, the sparring partner you hired!"

"Come in!"

Li Mengxue's thin lips parted slightly as she spoke those two words, then she turned and led the way.

Meeting Chen Mo's clear eyes improved Li Mengxue's mood somewhat, though she still maintained an icy attitude.

Not that she was putting it on—she had always been like this.

Upon entering the cultivation chamber, Chen Mo immediately felt that the air was much fresher.

The open space in the cultivation chamber was as large as a basketball court. In one corner stood various Alloy Dummies, while beside them were two weapon racks holding all kinds of weapons.

Li Mengxue looked as cold as ever, but Chen Mo did not mind. After putting his things down, he said,

"I'll go get a weapon. We'll begin now."

"Alright!"

Li Mengxue answered with a single word. She picked up a wooden sword, walked to the center of the cultivation chamber, and quietly waited for Chen Mo.

She was somewhat pleased by Chen Mo's attitude.

He did not look at her with desire-filled eyes, nor did he try every trick in the book to make conversation and flatter her, nor did he pry into her personal information.

Very soon, Chen Mo arrived five meters away from Li Mengxue with a Wooden Saber in hand and stood ready.

"I'm ready. Let's begin!"

"Alright!"

Li Mengxue did not waste words. With her sword raised, she charged at Chen Mo.

In an instant, the sound of saber and sword clashing rang out.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Both of them were quite surprised.

Li Mengxue was surprised that Chen Mo's Basic Saber Technique had truly reached the Perfection Realm. As merely a Sixth-grade Martial Disciple, he could actually withstand the full-force attacks of a Ninth-grade Martial Disciple like her.

Chen Mo was quite a good opponent, so her attacks became even fiercer.

Li Mengxue's performance told Chen Mo that Ninth-grade Martial Disciples also had their differences.

Wu Fei, also a Ninth-grade Martial Disciple, could not last more than five moves against Chen Mo. Yet Li Mengxue, likewise a Ninth-grade Martial Disciple, had already exchanged more than a dozen moves with him.

Through the fight, Chen Mo also discovered his own shortcomings. His strength and speed were both lacking. If not for his Spiritual Perception allowing him to predict precisely, the battle would have been even more difficult, and he would ultimately have lost.

However, Li Mengxue's swordsmanship had not yet reached the Perfection Realm. Though it put pressure on Chen Mo, it could not defeat him.

After thirty moves, Chen Mo seized a flaw in Li Mengxue's defense and successfully won the match.

"Thank you for letting me win!"

Chen Mo cupped his fists slightly.

"Mm!"

Li Mengxue stood there, replaying the battle in her mind and summarizing her shortcomings.

Chen Mo knew that his realm and movement technique were holding him back, and he resolved to improve his proficiency in Stance Training and movement techniques.

Not long afterward, Li Mengxue raised her head and looked at Chen Mo.

"Again!"

"Alright!"

The next second, the cultivation chamber once again rang with clanging collisions.

Not long afterward, Li Mengxue lost again!

Their fight was extremely intense, and both gave it their all. In only a few minutes, they were both sweating.

Chen Mo could see that Li Mengxue wanted to use him to push her Basic Swordplay into the Perfection Realm.

That was why she went all out, and it made things miserable for Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was three minor realms below her. His strength and endurance were both inferior to hers.

Chen Mo was already lightly sweating, while Li Mengxue was still full of energy.

This could not continue. If it went on like this, he would collapse from exhaustion in less than an hour.

Chen Mo did not want his very first sparring job to run into problems.

"Li Mengxue, I have a suggestion. There's no need for us to go all out in sparring. You want to improve your swordsmanship, so why don't we compete purely in technique? What do you think?"

Li Mengxue did not agree immediately. Instead, she asked,

"If we don't go all out, how can I improve my swordsmanship?"

Whether it was her teachers, private tutors, or family members, they all said that only by going all out could she possibly break her Basic Swordplay through to the Perfection Realm.

She had even heard that only on the brink between life and death could one gain great enlightenment.

If her family had not stopped her, she would have wanted to find Fierce Beasts to test her swordsmanship on.

Seeing Li Mengxue's puzzled expression, Chen Mo sighed inwardly. He guessed those teachers had probably instilled some strange ideas in her.

However, he did not ask. Instead, he patiently explained.

"Before a martial technique reaches the Perfection Realm, it is still a technique, and techniques have skill involved. Pure brute force cannot achieve a breakthrough; what you need is comprehension."

"Take me, for example. My realm is lower than yours, yet I can still train Basic Saber Technique to the Perfection Realm. During our fight just now, I also noticed some problems. Let me point them out to you!"

Next, Chen Mo pointed out the issues he had noticed earlier.

After listening, Li Mengxue found that, just as Chen Mo had said, they were all points she had been unable to understand moments ago.

After Chen Mo explained them like this, she suddenly saw the light.

"Thank you, Chen Mo!"

After thanking him, Li Mengxue began practicing on her own.

Chen Mo stepped aside and watched Li Mengxue practice her swordsmanship.

Li Mengxue's movements were nimble and graceful, her sword moves swift as the wind, like a snow-white butterfly dancing in the air.

Chen Mo's expression remained calm and his gaze clear. He was not bewitched by the beautiful sight before him.

The butterfly danced, yet every move was lethal.

After a while, Li Mengxue finished her demonstration and discovered that her swordsmanship had improved slightly. She was delighted.

"Chen Mo, thank you for your guidance. It improved my swordsmanship!"

Li Mengxue was in a good mood. An inadvertent smile appeared on her face, making her completely different from her earlier ice-cold appearance.

Chen Mo was almost drawn in by her smile, but fortunately, his willpower was strong enough.

"No need to be polite. I'm reducing my own workload pressure!"

Chen Mo was not lying. If he had not said anything, Li Mengxue would not have corrected her problems so quickly, and he would have had to battle her at full force again.

Now, he would definitely be the one exhausted first.

"Is that so?" A hint of cunning flashed in Li Mengxue's eyes. "My swordsmanship has just improved. Spar with me a little more so I can consolidate it."

"Ah?"

Chen Mo was dumbfounded. Not only had his workload not decreased, it had become heavier.

"Not willing? You're my sparring partner!"

Li Mengxue said smugly.