"Master, Junior Brother Leng and I are sparring. Come give me some pointers too."
The moment Ye Chen arrived, Huang Sumei's eyes lit up.
Hearing this, Leng Xinghan curled his lip. "If you want to spar, spar with Eldest Senior Brother or Second Senior Brother. Don't drag me into it."
Ye Chen smiled faintly. "Your cleverness is backfiring on you. You would do better to put more thought into comprehending sword arts. Over the past half year, your progress has not been particularly obvious. Though your cleverness keeps you from bringing up the rear for now, that will only last a while. Given enough time, they will gradually leave you behind."
How could Ye Chen fail to see that this female disciple of his admired him deeply?
"Master, I'll work hard."
Huang Sumei blinked, looking at Ye Chen cautiously.
Huang Sumei was someone who thought highly of herself. In the Gale Domain of the Sky Sword Continent, she was one of the most outstanding sword geniuses. More than ninety percent of the people on the Sky Sword Continent practiced the sword; standing out among them was already extraordinarily difficult, let alone reaching the very top. Many believed that among the Sky Sword Continent's future Ten Swords, she would surely have a place.
Huang Sumei admired the current Ten Swords of the Sky Sword Continent, but she did not worship them, because she believed she too could reach their level. Yet after hearing of Ye Chen's deeds, she felt a subtle sense of worship for the first time. She could not be blamed for it; Ye Chen's path of growth had simply been too shocking, shaking antiquity and dazzling the present. Among his generation, he had swept the world without rival.
Especially after Ye Chen obtained the title of Sword King,