novelhk Chapter 303 Origin
Chapter 303 Origin
Time passed like flowing water, and He Ying's efforts paid off. His sword skills became more and more proficient, and his martial arts became more and more powerful. Qinglian also began to pay attention to him because of his efforts and progress. However, even so, Qinglian still did not agree to compete with him again.
However, He Ying was not discouraged. He knew that his efforts had paid off, and he was ready to challenge Qinglian again. He believed that as long as he continued to work hard, he would one day be recognized and respected by Qinglian.
So He Ying continued to practice swordsmanship silently and constantly improve his martial arts. Qinglian also began to gradually change her opinion of He Ying. She began to appreciate his perseverance and determination as well as his endless persistence and passion... This unusual enthusiasm inspired something in her heart. And the firmness and indomitable spirit hidden under the tranquility and indifference made her more curious and concerned about He Ying...
So He Ying challenged Qinglian again.
However, Qinglian ignored him.
Someone gave He Ying an idea: "Sir, why don't you go and provoke her? Who knows, she might agree!"
Although He Ying felt that this was not a good idea, he still had to issue the challenge openly.
After all, Qinglian is a worthy opponent.
These days, there has been a fire burning in his heart, that is, another duel with Qinglian. However, Qinglian still walked alone in the wind and ignored his provocation and request.
He Ying had no choice but to follow the advice of others and find Qinglian's residence.
He Ying recognized her at a glance: "Qinglian! Are you scared?" His words were full of sarcasm.
Qinglian was not panicked, but showed a calm light in the calmness: "You, the defeated general, dare to speak again?"
The moment he finished speaking, the moment of the competition seemed to reappear.
A sly look flashed in He Ying's eyes: "Defeated? You may have forgotten that I didn't go all out in that battle. If I had gone all out, you might not have won."
After hearing this, Qinglian's eyes flashed with anger: "If that's the case, let's fight again."
Although she was as calm as before, she was still a little curious and wanted to prove herself again.
At this time, He Ying was even more certain of his thoughts - this battle must be like a dream. The duel between the two of them was no longer a simple duel, it was more like a contest.
The day of the competition finally arrived. The sun was blazing that day, and the entire guard team was excited. He Ying and Qing Lian stood on the ring, their swords unsheathed, and the wind and clouds surged.
Their swordsmanship sparkled in the sun, sometimes like a flying dragon leaping into the sky, sometimes like a swimming fish. Every time the swords crossed each other, it seemed to be telling a story and performing a legend.
The audience seemed to be brought into a dreamlike realm, their hearts beating with the sword light and rising and falling with the sword sound. Every collision seemed to strike their hearts and shake their souls.
The hearts of He Ying and Qing Lian are even more turbulent. They are not only competing in martial arts, but also in their will and beliefs. They use sword language to convey their inner voices and sword intent to show their will.
For a moment, the entire audience fell into silence, with only the waving sword flashing brightly in front of everyone's eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, Qinglian's sword finally hit He Ying's sword and also hit his heart. At that moment, He Ying's eyes flashed with surprise and unwillingness, but at the same time, he also revealed his admiration and appreciation for Qinglian.
Finally the competition was over and the girls who came to watch the game were all excited.
Qinglian once again demonstrated her strength and charm, and He Ying also gained respect and honor. The competition between the two of them was not only a battle but also a contest of the soul.
Qinglian, as bright as the moon and as clear as water, once again defeated He Ying in unparalleled fashion in front of everyone.
In the post-war tranquility, Yao Miaoer was the first to rush forward like a post-war messenger. Her eyes revealed her admiration and appreciation for Qinglian, and she said to He Ying: "He Ying, you have been defeated twice. This time, shouldn't you understand that Master Qinglian has already handled your challenge with ease?"
He Ying looked at Qinglian's calm eyes and felt ashamed. He lowered his head and said, "I admit defeat. From now on, I will not bother Master Qinglian anymore. I know that my martial arts skills are far inferior to yours."
Qinglian said softly: "Victory and defeat are common in the military. In this match, although your strength is not as good as mine, it is not something that ordinary people can achieve. You should cherish your potential and look further ahead."
These plain but profound words made He Ying feel ashamed. He knew in his heart that he had indeed forgotten the original purpose of cultivation in order to fight with Qinglian. So he apologized sincerely: "I deeply feel my fault, I apologize to Master Qinglian and my colleagues."
Qinglian smiled slightly and nodded calmly: "I know you have always wanted to become famous in one battle. But your way of cultivation should be to improve yourself in your heart, not to seek war outside."
When all the noise and fighting ended, a subtle atmosphere of tranquility spread quietly. Everyone's admiration and respect for Qinglian surged like the water of a river. And He Ying also found his own direction at this moment - he needed to focus more on his own path of cultivation, rather than blindly pursuing victory or defeat and challenging others.
After this battle, Qinglian's name became even more famous in every corner of the martial arts world. She quietly entered everyone's hearts like a spring breeze, passing on an invisible force to everyone. Those younger martial artists who were originally unknown took her as their role model and goal, hoping to leave their own mark in the martial arts world like her.
Yao Miaoer even regarded Qinglian as her lifelong confidant, mentor and helpful friend. She knew that Qinglian's wisdom and cultivation were far superior to hers, so she worked harder to cultivate herself.
Yao Miaoer knew that her martial arts skills were still a little bit inferior to those of the two sisters Qinglian and Qingqing, so she always had great respect for them and a desire to learn from them.
Occasionally, when she had free time to study swordsmanship, she would pace on the bluestone path illuminated by the moonlight, immersed in practicing and pondering swordsmanship. Every turn she made was like the gentle swaying of petals, but the persistence in her heart was like a firm wind, fierce and unyielding.
When facing Qinglian and Qingqing, she always asked for advice with a humble heart.
Qinglian, that is a woman who is just like the lotus in her name, she is as elegant as an orchid, and her every move reveals an indescribable tranquility and indifference. Her swordsmanship is like her personality, unassuming but with extremely strong internal strength.
Yao Miaoer knew that her swordsmanship needed more polish and time to develop, so she often gazed at Qinglian's every move with admiration and listened carefully to every sound of wind and sword. However, facing her elder sister's poor speaking skills and calm temperament, Miaoer could only observe and comprehend secretly.
Qingqing is completely different from Qinglian. She is as lively as the spring breeze, and her laughter is as clear and pleasant as the clear spring in the mountain stream. Her swordsmanship is as vigorous and agile as her personality. Whenever Yao Miaoer communicates with her, she can always feel the vitality and endless energy in her. Miaoer is often infected by her cheerfulness, and it is even easier and more pleasant to talk with her.
Yao Miaoer often asks Qingqing for advice on swordsmanship. She likes to listen to Qingqing's stories behind the sword moves and her own feelings. Yao Miaoer benefits a lot from every exchange. She understands her own shortcomings and knows that only by continuous learning and hard work can she become stronger.
"Qingqing, where did you learn sword skills? Why are you so powerful?" Yao Miaoer asked Qingqing curiously about her background.