The first day of the New Year.
Early in the morning, Huang Shaojie was awakened by the crackling firecrackers from the neighboring houses.
He got dressed, walked out of his room, and stretched lazily.
In the small courtyard, sword light flashed as a lovely purple-red figure leaped and darted through the air.
It was Xiao Qiuyue, practicing the Thunderbolt Meteor Sword Technique.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Huang Shaojie applauded and praised, "What fine swordsmanship!"
Xiao Qiuyue sheathed her sword midair, flipped, and landed lightly. The sword light vanished.
She returned the sword to its scabbard and smiled at Huang Shaojie. "You must be laughing at me. Compared to your saber technique, my swordsmanship is like a child waving a branch around."
That day, after they emerged from the dry well and found another hideout of the Japanese pirates, Huang Shaojie had split five Eastern Ocean Samurai in half with a single slash through the air. The peerless might of that strike had left Xiao Qiuyue utterly stunned!
Before then, she had never seen Huang Shaojie use a saber. She had thought only his leg technique was formidable, never imagining that his saber technique was even more breathtaking!
Huang Shaojie smiled faintly. "Your sword technique is quite good too. It can at least be considered a top-tier sword technique."
Xiao Qiuyue brushed aside the hair before her forehead. "My foster father passed this sword technique down to me. It truly counts as a top-tier sword technique. But I am still far from mastering it. The power I can display is not even one ten-thousandth of what my foster father can unleash."
Huang Shaojie asked curiously, "What realm has Prince Pacifying the West's martial cultivation reached?"
Xiao Qiuyue shook her head. "I don't know. My foster father's martial arts are unfathomable. Perhaps he