I Didn't Teach Her! She Really Learned It?

The atmosphere on the stage was somewhat strange. Despite being at a disadvantage in every aspect, Little Jiang, once he put on his sunglasses and became emotionless, suddenly gained the upper hand.

She didn't even draw her sword (I forgot).

Princess Yuyang was already drenched in sweat.

Suddenly, she felt as if everything was under Li Mo and Ying Bing's control, and Jiang Chulong didn't even bother to draw her sword, completely disregarding her.

Yes.

Why did Jiang Chulong dare to return to the Imperial Capital and even appear openly in front of her Crown Prince brother?

Is she not even afraid of her elder brother, the Crown Prince?

"Chulong, just use all the Swordsmanship that master taught you."

Li Mo suddenly spoke from below the stage.

A master?!

Princess Yuyang's forehead was covered in fine white sweat. Even the Divine Hammer Little Overlord called him a master—just who was he?

Snap--

A drop of cold sweat fell to the ground, scattering into glistening droplets.

The bead of cold sweat shattered the tense atmosphere, causing Princess Yuyang's heart to skip a beat. She decided to strike first, so that whatever tricks her opponent might have up their sleeve, they wouldn't be able to use them...

With a sword's cry, her figure moved like a startled swan, her Swordsmanship like a dragon swimming in the river.

The dragon swims amidst the ebb and flow of the tide, yet it also forms its own shape.

Transforming the formless water into a tangible form, a single sword strike is as powerful as a long dragon entering a river, stretching endlessly.

Can Chulong block it?

Little Li also served as the Teacher Heavenly Venerable, remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was sweating bullets.

This was no longer the Sword Trial Assembly in Cloud-Crossing Sword City. The participants were not simply exchanging martial arts techniques in a rigid manner. The opponent used a Swordsmanship that relied on overwhelming force, and with the enhancement of their cultivation level, the pressure was even more intense.

It must be said that Princess Yuyang's Swordsmanship is indeed excellent; she has mastered this Supreme Lore to perfection.

The good news is that the King of Brawling's Secret Technique did indeed work.

The smooth and powerful swordplay of the long dragon ultimately had a flaw due to the hasty execution!

"How about those dragons...?"

Princess Little Jiang's eyes brightened slightly.

She immediately noticed the incongruity in the long dragon formed by her opponent's Swordsmanship, after all, she had actually seen dragons before.

I've fought with them before.

If it weren't for this flaw, she might have had to fight a tough battle, gradually forcing her opponent to reveal their weakness.

Breaking this Swordsmanship has now become much simpler.

The Green Leaf was drawn silently, emitting a faint, inconspicuous sword light.

Everyone present looked astonished.

Such weak Sword Qi, yet they still took the initiative to attack—wasn't that like an ant trying to shake a tree, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot?

The same thought was held in the areas inhabited by princes and nobles; the fourth prince even curled the corners of his mouth in a smile.

Someone just told him that the Divine Hammer Little Overlord placed a huge bet on Jiang Chulong to win; isn't that just handing him free money?

Only Jiang Yu's expression froze, a look of astonishment and disbelief appearing in his double pupils.

The faint sword light still existed within the long dragon sword aura; it remained so faint yet not to be ignored.

Like a deeply rooted blade of grass, it remains unshaken by winds from any direction or the scouring of a great river; it is simply waiting for an opportunity, a chance to see the sunlight and grow wildly...

A powerful Sword Qi suddenly erupted, its terrifying sharpness rising fiercely.

With a flick of Green Leaves, True Dragon was severed, and heaven and earth were cleaved apart.

Click--

After a soft sound, the terrifying sword light appeared and disappeared, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

After passing Jiang Chulong, Jiang Chulong gently sheathed her sword.

Jiang Yuyang stood frozen in place.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Those with lower cultivation levels stared blankly, unaware of what had just happened.

Those with higher skill levels and knowledge of swordsmanship were all stunned into silence, their eyes wide with shock.

"Is this a win or a loss?"

Xiao Qin asked his teacher in his heart.

"This young girl has forged her own path of swordsmanship, a brand new path of swordsmanship..."

The Thousand Forms Martial Venerable, who had been feigning death without uttering a word since entering the Inner City, spoke softly.

Areca palm--

The broken sword slid to the ground, a top-quality weapon held in Princess Yuyang's hand. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and a few strands of hair fell to the ground with it.

"You won?"

Jiang Chulong adjusted her sunglasses and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he quickly walked off the stage.

Well, to others, she executed her sword strike in one fell swoop, then vanished without a trace, displaying the demeanor of a master...

Actually, Little Jiang was extremely nervous with so many people watching, so she quickly ran to Big Brother Li's side and grabbed his clothes.

"Big Brother Li, I won so much rice!"

"Hmm, not bad..." Li Mo nodded blankly.

"What kind of Swordsmanship was that just now?"

Ying Bing remembered that Jiang Chulong had never comprehended this kind of Swordsmanship in her previous life.

Li Mo was also a little confused; he hadn't taught him that.

Why not teach him? Because he doesn't know how!

"The Teacher Heavenly Venerable showed it to me... um... in the video. I watched it once and memorized it. This sword technique is quite difficult; I've been trying to understand it for a long time."

"Can a single blade of grass sever the sun, moon, and stars?"

"Oh, Big Brother Li, you've seen it too?"

"..."

Little Li gasped.

That was just to motivate Princess Little Jiang to practice swordsmanship; he was just bragging.

No... you really understand?

"Unfortunately, I've only just figured it out, and I'm too shy to demonstrate it to the teacher yet."

Jiang Chulong lowered her head and said timidly.

She felt it wasn't perfect enough, and it was a bit embarrassing to show off to Teacher Heavenly Venerable.

"..."

Li Mo felt as if a sword had pierced his heart.

Fortunately, he had just won a small amount of money, which offered some solace to his wounded heart.

"Big Brother Li, how much rice did we win?"

"Two mountains of gold, five hundred Profound Crystals, odds of one to eight."

"I lost sixteen mountains of gold and four thousand Profound Crystal?"

The fourth prince's face was deathly pale, his hand holding the teacup was trembling, and tea spilled all over his crotch. He looked like he had no bones.

The other princes and nobles ignored him, their eyes subtly shifting to the Crown Prince of Great Yu.

That day, Jiang Yu was sent to the Cold Palace.

When he came out, he was covered in blood, clutching a strange, sword-shaped bone that was struggling in his hand. Then a sedan chair was carried out.

They heard no crying, only weak murmurs coming from inside:

"Mom, I want to eat hot rice..."

"It hurts so much... it really hurts..."

The sedan chair was carried out of the palace walls, and they thought they would never see that little girl, who seemed like a ghost, growing in the dark crevices of the deep palace, again in their lives.

But she came back. Despite missing that Root Bone, she didn't die; instead, she miraculously grew even stronger.

And what about Jiang Yu, who seized the Sword Bone?