against two powerful warriors from the Xiantian realm.Xiao Xu Jun is also Xu Jun, just a little bit smaller.Rounding down, Xu Jun thought that even if he wasn't better than Xiao Xu Jun, he should be...Chapter 23: Newcomer

Sword stance!

Xu Jun's spirit was filled with this boundless and powerful sword intent. { }

Then, he saw a performance that was both subtle and magnificent.

The two of them, one big and one small, but the two swords in their hands, they displayed the same breathtaking brilliance.

Wonderful, brilliant!

The more Xu Jun looked, the more excited he became, completely immersing himself in it.

The first time he saw Xiao Xu Jun sword fighting, the moment that man's sword and body became one, he felt that no sword technique in the world surpassed this.

Subsequently, when I saw the sound of the innate sword, I discovered that besides his mastery in swordsmanship, Xiao Xu-jun had taken his skill even further.

At that time, he thought that the sword technique was already perfect.

But at this moment, Xu Jun realized that he had been shortsighted.

Originally, the path of kendo was far more refined and intricate than he had ever imagined.

Just at this moment, Xiao Xujun and the man in white each demonstrated their sword techniques. The swordsmanship they employed was distinct from each other, and endlessly varied.

Sometimes majestic and grand, as if it could cleave mountains and seas; sometimes a gentle breeze brushing the face, passing through without a trace.

If Xu Jun were just an ordinary martial artist, all he would see would be the shining sword light, feeling awe but finding little gain.

But he was also a master swordsman, and his lineage traced back to one of them.

So, he could clearly see the subtlety of the swordplay between the two, and was completely absorbed in watching them. He gained a deep understanding from it.

Originally, when encountering such a situation, it could actually evolve in this way.

Although Xu Jun had no physical body at this time, he was brimming with inspiration, as if struck by lightning. Le He was completely lost for words.

As the sword fight reached its climax, Xiao Xu seemed to gradually gain the upper hand.

Xu Jun looked extremely proud.

Still, you are the best!

Even though young Xu Jun is only 9 years old, his strength, speed, and endurance are far behind those of adults.

But in the realm of kendo, I would never lose to anyone.

However, the next moment, the man in white shouted and then his figure expanded. With a stomp of his feet, he rose into the air.

Soaring… and rising

Xu Jun was stunned!

At this stage, the swordsmanship realm is truly comparable to the pinnacle of innate talent.

Even the two Xu family's innate experts were defeated in an instant, their army crumbling.

But, it seems I haven't heard of it, the swordsmanship realm of Shí míng chéng gāng, could actually allow people to fly...

Looking at the man in white, his figure flickering like a ghost as he floated in mid-air, then drawing his sword with lightning speed, Xu Jun's mind was filled with countless MMPs.

What the hell, this is actually a cultivator.

Look at that, eating like a pig! It's disgusting.

If you can't win with swordplay, resorting to cultivator techniques is simply unreasonable.

However, just as Xu Jun was speaking up for the smaller version of himself, that little Xu Jun remained fearless. The sword light in his hand was still as bright as the moon, showing no sign of disorder.

...Ding dong ding...

Countless sounds seemed to erupt in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the two swords clashed countless times.

And every time Xiao Xu Jun drew his sword, it was still as steady as Mount Tai. The sword light he emitted was always precise, striking the key points. With his use of force, no matter how fast the man in white moved or how strange and unpredictable his sword angles were, he still couldn't break through the long sword in Xiao Xu Jun's hand.

With a sword in hand, the world is mine!

This is the true demeanor of a swordsman.

Xu Jun was delighted to see it, wishing he could take the white-clad man's place and give him a good beating for his lack of chivalry.

However, thinking about my current abilities...

Oh, actually Xiaoxu punished himself instead of teaching him a lesson, which is the same thing.

After fighting for a while longer, Xiao Xu Jun's eyes became increasingly bright, and his aura gradually accumulated to its peak.

Seemingly sensing this, the man in white also grew a little anxious.

His figure became increasingly erratic, his sword angles ever more cunning. He whirled around Xiao Xu Jun, creating a full circle of attacks, the long sword seeming to appear from any point in space.

"Om..."

A light tremor, magically appeared in the arena.

The sword cries out before it is born!

Xu Jun's soul seemed to tremble slightly because of this sound.

Finally, it's here, Xiao Xu Jun's secret weapon.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz..."

This buzzing sound was not a one-time occurrence, but like the water of a long sword, it flowed endlessly.

Xu Jun seemed to see ripples of energy rippling through the void, each ripple containing a terrifying power beyond human comprehension.

These powers converged, layered upon each other, clinging to Xiao Xu's sword.

The next moment, something miraculous happened.

Xiao Xu's sword in his hand suddenly burst forth with a silver-white light.

Ten cries become a formation, Sword Formation!

At the same time, Xiao Xu made a move.

This is the first time he took the initiative to attack after his sword fight.

Wherever swords may lead, he moves with grace like a dragon in flight, striking with deadly precision.

Countless adjectives flitted through Xu Jun's mind, yet none could capture the splendor of the sword's radiance.

Its sharpness is unmatched, it can shatter anything, and nothing can withstand it.

Wherever the sword gang reached, the sword light wielded by the man in white shattered into pieces.

When the man in white saw that things were going south, he did something Xu Jun couldn't have imagined.

He even flicked his wrist and discarded the sword in his hand, discarded it…

Hey, isn't he a swordsman

For sword cultivators, the sword in their hand is their second life.

How could one abandon the sword

This swordsman is truly without honor.

But it seems like it's too late now.

The moment Xiao Xu Jun drew his sword, the outcome was decided.

Driven by qi, Xiao Xu's figure moved like lightning, not giving the opponent any chance to escape.

Even if the opponent sheathes their sword, they still can't get away with it.

Thus, this earth-shattering sword strike not only cleaved the fallen blade but also, following its opponent's breath, flowed upstream.

In an instant, both parties' movements came to a halt simultaneously.

Xiaoxu's sword tip hovered just three inches from the white-clothed man's throat.

The sword strike was like lightning, giving it his all, but then stopping on a dime. This level of control is simply mind-boggling.

Xu Jun silently looked.

Could this really be a nine-year-old

A sudden realization dawned on him.

Wow, I'm actually this good!

The next moment, Xiao Xujun sheathed his sword. The man in white let out a long sigh, not showing any shame or anger, but rather beaming with delight. He showered praise upon Xiao Xujun.

From his expression, it seemed like he couldn't wait to praise Xiao Xu Jun enough.

(The End)

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