My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

As soon as he said it, Duan Ya sensed something was wrong.

Wasn't he the one who was causing trouble for Lin Mo just now?

While searching, why did the art style inexplicably change?

Lin Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to the cliff, saying, "In that case, I will take my leave now."

"stop!"

As the wind ruffled Lin Mo's hair, the cliff appeared before him.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but swallow hard and chuckled awkwardly, "Master, do you really want me to tell my mother what just happened?"

Duanya cursed, "I almost fell for your tricks, we'll talk about that later."

As he finished speaking, he raised his right hand.

The thin bamboo pole that had been left on the ground flew up out of thin air in an unscientific way and landed steadily in his hand.

"Now, the practical lesson begins!"

Lin Mo noticed that Duan Ya was about to make a move and hurriedly called out, "Wait, wait! Master, don't rush to make a move. I have something to say."

Duan Ya swung the thin bamboo pole in his hand, causing his clothes to flutter even without wind. "There's no use saying anything, this practical lesson is a must!"

Lin Mo spoke quickly, afraid that Duan Ya might suddenly make a move, "It's okay to have a practical lesson, but you can't use spiritual energy. Otherwise, with your strength, even ten of me combined wouldn't be a match for you."

Duan Ya glanced at Lin Mo, who was trying to negotiate, with utter disdain. "How much do you look down on me? No, you should say you overestimate yourself. Even if there were ten of you, or even if your strength were a hundred times greater, you still couldn't withstand my full-force sword strike."

Lin Mo: "..."

Showing off isn't illegal.

But to go this far is really going too far!

"Master."

"Ok?"

"Be careful, you might get struck by lightning."

"..."

Chapter 232 Practical Lesson!

Struck by lightning?

For a moment, Duan Ya didn't react, but when he noticed the indignant look on Lin Mo's face, he instantly understood its meaning and jumped up and down in anger.

He swung the bamboo pole in his right hand again, and a surge of sword energy appeared out of thin air.

The sword energy left a deep mark on the lawn. This mark spun rapidly around the cliff, dividing it into a perfect circle with an area of ​​about one square meter.

"Kid, I won't bully you. I'll just stand in this circle, without using spiritual energy or martial arts, only swordsmanship. No matter what method you use, as long as you force me out of this circle, you win."

Lin Mo grinned. "Really?"

"Of course!"

"It's a deal?"

"Enough with the nonsense! Get to work."

Faced with the cliff's urging, Lin Mo was not in a hurry and continued to bargain, saying, "Master, don't be in a hurry. Now that the conditions have been agreed upon, shouldn't we discuss the price of winning or losing?"

"What benefits would I get if I could force my master out of this circle on the ground?"

"Ah--"

Duan Ya's smile was utterly contemptuous. "You're overthinking it. You can't possibly do it."

Nothing in this world is absolute.

Lin Mo argued firmly and respectfully, “Although my chances of winning are slim, they are not nonexistent; since this possibility exists, it would be better to clarify things first.”

"Row."

Duan Ya was too lazy to argue with Lin Mo's relentless pursuit and said, "If you can force me out of this circle, I will call you master from now on."

"Don't!"

Lin Mo hurriedly shook his head, refusing to accept the condition. "Once a teacher, always a teacher; if I can win this practical lesson, I hope that in future practical lessons, Master will go easy on me."

"it is good."

Duan Ya readily nodded in agreement, drawing a beautiful sword-like arc in his hand with the bamboo pole. "So, may we begin?"

Having stated the conditions, Lin Mo didn't waste any more words. His playful expression vanished instantly, and his gaze became sharp as an eagle fixed on the cliff two meters away.

In an instant, his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic change.

This scene made Duan Ya nod in approval.

Currently, the ancient martial arts world is divided into two major schools: body cultivation and qi cultivation. Body cultivation, as a long-standing cultivation system, has countless branches.

Among the many branches, sword cultivators are generally recognized as the strongest!

Swordsmanship emphasizes purity.

Ultimate in swordsmanship!

The moment I grasp the sword, my heart is filled with only the sword.

Even if a mountain collapses before you, you can still shatter it with a single sword strike.

If you can't achieve purity, you won't go far in sword cultivation.

Focusing on the sword is the most basic requirement for a swordsman.

Don't underestimate this basic requirement; the vast majority of ancient martial arts practitioners cannot meet it.

In addition, there are very few sword techniques that have been passed down in the world, and most of them are only yellow-level sword techniques. Even so, they are extremely sought after.

Profound-level sword techniques are extremely rare.

Sword techniques of this level are basically mastered by the major families and organizations.

As for higher-level Earth-rank sword techniques, there are no more than three in the entire ancient martial arts world, and all of them are hidden.

For many reasons, the number of sword cultivators is decreasing.

Previously, Duanya had considered taking on disciples, but he struggled to find suitable candidates.

Over time, he gave up on the idea.

Unexpectedly, by a twist of fate, he took Lin Mo as his apprentice.

What surprised him even more was that this cheap apprentice seemed to be a real gem!

Regardless of Lin Mo's unparalleled talent in Qi cultivation, his ability to easily focus on the sword alone surpasses 99% of ancient martial arts geniuses.

"The momentum is good."

The moment the sound rang out from the cliff, Lin Mo chose to act; it was the perfect opportunity.

When Duan Ya was silent, he seemed to be full of flaws, but the more flawed he appeared, the less Lin Mo dared to make a move.

Despite its many flaws, he saw a near-perfect form in the cliff. The fact that countless flaws accompanied perfection is itself an extremely contradictory thing.

But the moment the cliff broke open, Lin Mo keenly noticed that the perfect form vanished for a split second.

And this moment is the best opportunity!

With a flick of his bamboo pole, carrying the force of cutting through the air, he descended with lightning speed toward the left shoulder of the precipice.

Duan Ya stood still, as if he hadn't seen Lin Mo make a move, and spoke again lightly: "Not bad, your insight is quite good."

He rarely praises people.

In the realm of ancient martial arts, such cases are even rarer.

because……

He is the pinnacle!

But given Lin Mo's current performance, even someone like Duan Ya, who stands at the pinnacle of ancient martial arts, couldn't help but utter a word of praise.

Lin Mo saw that the bamboo pole in his hand was about to fall on the left shoulder of the cliff, but the cliff did not dodge or defend itself at all, so he instinctively tried to pull back.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he heard the sound of a cliff breaking.

"Attack with full force."

Upon hearing that voice, Lin Mo regained his focus and increased the force in his hand.

"when--"

When the bamboo pole was less than half a foot away from the left shoulder of the cliff, it was blocked by another bamboo pole and could no longer fall.

Duan Ya casually blocked Lin Mo's attack, and mocked, "Too slow, too weak; and there's not a single variation. Is this what you call learning?"

Not satisfied with just that, he added again, "Are you even capable?"

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed. "A man should never admit that he is incapable."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the bamboo pole in his hand and attacked the cliff again.

The bamboo poles made a whooshing sound as they rubbed against the air, which was quite captivating.

The second strike is faster than the first!

"Oh? It's interesting."

As expected, Duanya easily parried again. "This time the speed was passable, and the strength was barely acceptable, but there's still no change. The essence of the Phantom Sword Technique lies in speed and change. You dare to call yourself a master after only learning a tiny bit? Nonsense!"

The cliff fell so fast that Lin Mo couldn't even see when he made the move.

Despite missing his first two shots, Lin Mo was not discouraged.

While controlling his breathing rhythm, he launched another attack.

As he launched the attack, his eyes slowly closed, and his senses were heightened to their peak.

This time, he changed his previous two straightforward attacks with the bamboo pole, and instead, he flicked his wrist rapidly as it fell.

Lin Mo clearly only had one bamboo pole in his hand, but as it fell, it gradually multiplied into two, three... until the attack reached the face of the cliff, the bamboo pole in the air had become four.