An hour later.
"Alright, Li Mengxue, our sparring time is over. I'm leaving!"
Chen Mo said with a lifeless expression.
This girl was simply inhuman. Every time, she fought at full strength, making it hard for him to hold his ground.
And she was an indestructible cockroach—every time she lost, she did not get discouraged. Instead, she learned from her mistakes and continued sparring.
Fortunately, after every sparring session, there was a little cultivation time for him to rest and recover his spiritual power.
To quickly restore his spiritual power, whenever a sparring session ended, Chen Mo would directly point out Li Mengxue's problems, then immediately begin Visualization to recover.
After Li Mengxue had digested it, she would spar with him again.
Over and over like that.
In one hour, they had sparred five or six times.
"Wait!"
"What else is it?" Chen Mo turned back to look at Li Mengxue.
"Chen Mo, you don't need to leave. Look, I've already renewed the booking! Two hours!"
Li Mengxue showed Chen Mo the contents on her phone screen.
"I..."
Chen Mo glanced at it and was immediately speechless. Li Mengxue had booked all of his sparring time for today!
"Miss, I..."
"Stop right there!" Just as Chen Mo was about to state his reason for refusing, Li Mengxue cut him off. "Chen Mo, you don't need to worry about physical exertion or spiritual power consumption."
"There's a vending machine here. It has food and drinks."
"No, you really have thought this through."
"Of course!"
Li Mengxue had completely shed the appearance of a cold and aloof School Beauty. Instead, she was like a shameless female hooligan who refused to let go. "Come on, I'll buy you something to eat and drink."
"Li Mengxue, aren't you supposed to be a cold and aloof School Beauty? How did you become a different person?"
Chen Mo could not help asking.
"I was putting on an act. So many people pestered me—if I wasn't a little cold, was I supposed to let them surround me every day?"
Li Mengxue did not hide it and answered truthfully. "Those people only covet my beauty. I have even less interest in talking to them!"
"Uh..." Chen Mo rubbed his nose and said awkwardly, "Actually, I covet your beauty too. So why do you talk to me?"
"Is that so?" Li Mengxue suddenly turned around, startling Chen Mo into hurriedly taking a few steps back.
Chen Mo was a little afraid, having no idea what madness this young miss was up to. He should not have asked that question.
Seeing Chen Mo like this, Li Mengxue suddenly laughed, then turned around to buy drinks.
Chen Mo had no idea what was going on and stood there waiting.
Li Mengxue walked over to the vending machine and said without looking back:
"What drink do you want?"
"Anything is fine, as long as it can replenish energy."
Hearing that he sounded rather far away, Li Mengxue turned her head and saw Chen Mo still standing there. Her voice rose several notches:
"If you want something, come over. Do you expect me to deliver it to you personally?"
"Alright! I'm coming right away!"
Chen Mo did not understand the young miss's temper, so he hurried over and picked a bottle of energy drink and a pack of Fierce Beast Meat jerky.
Ten minutes later.
Full and satisfied, Chen Mo resumed his career as a sparring partner.
Although he had the experience of the perfected Basic Saber Technique, Li Mengxue was not ultimately a saber practitioner, so Chen Mo's experience could only serve as reference.
Even with Chen Mo's guidance, Li Mengxue's swordsmanship did not soar like a rocket.
However, with Spiritual Perception and his rich experience in finding flaws, Chen Mo still discovered quite a few problems.
After digesting the issues Chen Mo had pointed out once more, Li Mengxue said with some emotion:
"I thought my swordsmanship only needed one final step to break through to perfection. I never expected there to be so many problems."
"It feels like I'm still some distance away from perfection."
"With your talent, if you practice for a while longer, you'll be able to break through to perfection." Chen Mo glanced at Li Mengxue and could not help voicing the question in his heart. "Li Mengxue, your family background should be pretty good, right?"
"With your circumstances, you shouldn't lack martial techniques. Why do you insist on cultivating Basic Martial Techniques to perfection?"
"If it's inconvenient to say, just pretend I never asked."
After spending time together, Chen Mo found that Li Mengxue was quite easy to get along with. She did not have that lofty, overbearing attitude.
That was why he had asked.
Li Mengxue did not hide anything and generously gave her answer:
"It's fine to tell you. These Basic Martial Techniques are simplified from high-level martial techniques. Once you cultivate the Basic Martial Techniques, cultivating the matching advanced techniques will become much easier."
"Of course, you can still learn them even if the Basic Martial Techniques have not reached perfection. But after learning them, you still won't be able to unleash the full power of high-level martial techniques."
"In the end, you still have to cultivate the Basic Martial Techniques to perfection if you want to go farther."
"Also, I want to score higher in the Martial Examination. Only perfected Basic Martial Techniques can earn full marks. You know it too—the Martial Examination is such that one extra point lets you surpass thousands of people."
"So that's how it is. Thank you for telling me!"
"You're welcome! You would have found out sooner or later." Li Mengxue shook her head. "Your Basic Saber Technique has already reached perfection. When you go to school tomorrow, your homeroom teacher will tell you too!"
"But I should thank you as well! Alright, I've rested enough. Let's start sparring!"
Chen Mo did not know what else to talk about with Li Mengxue, so he shifted the topic back to cultivation.
Thus, the two began sparring again.
Originally, Chen Mo had wanted to ask Li Mengxue what methods existed for repairing a Dantian. After all, she came from a prominent family and should know more.
However, he had only just met Li Mengxue, and they could not really be considered friends, so he did not ask.
He still did not want to expose the fact that his Dantian had been crippled.
As a sparring partner, Chen Mo naturally fulfilled his duties wholeheartedly.
Thus, during this sparring time, the two repeatedly fought each other.
Chen Mo did not hold anything back either. He told Li Mengxue about the problems he discovered, letting her comprehend and adjust them herself.
Saber techniques were broad and forceful, while sword techniques were nimble and graceful. The two headed in rather different directions.
He did not practice the sword, so there were some things he did not understand either.
He could only let Li Mengxue figure them out herself.
Li Mengxue humbly accepted the problems Chen Mo pointed out, and as a result, her swordsmanship gradually improved.
Through the sparring, Chen Mo's saber proficiency also rose rapidly.
He stole a glance at the System Panel. His saber techniques, movement technique, and Spiritual Perception had all gained quite a bit of proficiency—twenty points each.
Saber techniques also contained traces of movement technique. During sparring, one needed to weave, dart, and shift about, so his movement technique proficiency naturally increased.
He did not know which sparring session it was, but Li Mengxue's swordsmanship suddenly became faster and sharper, leaving Chen Mo unable to find any flaws.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
After a series of saber-and-sword collisions, Chen Mo finally admitted defeat.
Chen Mo retreated to one side. Seeing Li Mengxue standing there blankly, he quietly moved farther away.
He knew that Li Mengxue's swordsmanship had broken through to perfection. She was standing there to digest the breakthrough.
Before long, Li Mengxue began practicing the Basic Swordplay.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Sharp sounds of tearing through the air echoed through the Cultivation Chamber.
Her swordsmanship became even more graceful. To the naked eye, only afterimages could be seen.
Chen Mo's spiritual power was high, and his five senses had been enhanced, allowing him to see her moves clearly—but he could no longer defeat her!
Their martial technique realms were the same, but Li Mengxue was a Ninth-grade Martial Disciple, with three hundred kilograms more strength than him. Every collision forced him to bear that extra power.
Chen Mo's body was not that strong, so naturally he could not endure it. His defeat had only been a matter of time.
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