"Old Sword Man, what's wrong with you? You won, yet your Face is still cold? Your temper is getting worse."
As the sunset faded and under the faint moonlight, Chen Xin, after finishing his sword duel, didn't continue to bother him. Instead, he walked towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, somewhat dejected.
Gu Rong called out to him a few times from behind, and Chen Xin turned his head, looking at him speechlessly: "Old Bones, don't call out. If you call again, I'll really get angry with you. With your cultivation, you should be able to see that I lost this sword duel."
"You lost?"
Gu Rong was stunned: "Dean Xin's Cleaver of Shamash was clearly cut by you, so how did it become you lost?"
"Did you even seriously watch our sword fight?" Chen Xin looked at Gu Rong strangely.
Gu Rong chuckled, too embarrassed to answer.
My apologies, old friend. I was too engrossed in chatting with Bell and those little guys, and I temporarily ignored you.
Seeing Gu Rong remain silent, Chen Xin said impatiently: "Although I cut his Cleaver of Shamash, it was when my Seven Kill Sword Qi was about to be completely dispelled by him, and I instinctively used the power of my Spirit. By the time I realized this, the Cleaver of Shamash had already been cut. This counts as a foul, so naturally, I lost."
"Otherwise, in this sword duel, relying solely on my Seven Kill Sword Art, I wouldn't have been able to break his Tai Chi Sword.
Rongrong's teacher, despite being young, possesses such profound swordsmanship. If anyone ever says I'm the number one swordsman again, I'll truly be ashamed."
"However, Dean Xin's mind is indeed broad. Even though I fouled, he saw through it but didn't expose it, saving me some Face. I'm ashamed. He is worthy of being Rongrong's teacher."
Chen Xin looked at the dim sky and let out a long sigh.
Gu Rong's expression also changed, "Old Sword Man, what? Your Sword Heart hasn't wavered, has it?"
For powerhouses at their level, their own confidence and Dao Heart are extremely important. If the Old Sword Man's Sword Heart were destroyed, his strength would fall by more than just a little.
"Sword Heart wavering? Is my Dao Heart that fragile?"
Chen Xin snorted: "For Dean Xin, at his age, to render my Seven Kill Sword Art helpless, it truly leaves me quite emotional."
"However, my heart is boiling."
"For how many years, I always thought that only that old fellow in Spirit Hall could surpass me in swordsmanship. I never expected another rising star with extraordinary swordsmanship to appear."
"Old Bones, you wouldn't understand. An old friend, a companion beyond age, I will definitely figure out a way to break Dean Xin's Tai Chi Sword. I haven't had this kind of passion in a long time."
At this point, a strange light flashed in Chen Xin's eyes. There were very few who could duel with him.
This made him very lonely in the way of the sword.
"You Old Sword Man, it seems I worried about you unnecessarily." Gu Rong shook his head, helplessly.
But just then, a sharp aura emanated from Chen Xin, locking onto Gu Rong: "I almost forgot, I haven't settled the score with you yet. You were just happily munching on melon seeds and watching me get schooled, weren't you? Come here and duel!"
Gu Rong's Face changed: Eh???
He lost the sword duel, and now he's taking it out on me?
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