Give Star Iron a little MC shock

Xing He was very happy to receive this great gift.

Despite his confidence in his abilities and future mods, he believed that no one except the Celestials could harm him.

Having an official background will make things much easier later on.

Moreover, the background that Jing Yuan provided can also protect March 7 and the others. If he has any weakness, it is probably only his family members who have been sincerely caring for him since he came into this world.

"Alright, I've already handed over the two most important gifts to you, young friend Xing He. The remaining small tokens of gratitude will be delivered to you by someone else later. Now, enjoy your meal. I don't think any young person would like this kind of overly polite setting."

Jing Yuan seemed quite casual. After presenting the generous gift, he didn't pester Xing He to talk about anything important. Instead, he let them enjoy the food and relax.

After all, after a major battle, it always takes some time to recover and rebuild.

"Yay! We can finally eat! Xing He, Dan Heng, I saw so many dishes I've never seen before! Let's go!"

On March 7th, he grabbed one of them by the hand and pulled them straight to a table not far away that was filled with all kinds of food.

Jing Yuan patted Yan Qing on the shoulder, gesturing for him to come over: "Young people should spend more time with other young people. If you always hang around this old guy like me, your sharp edge will eventually be worn down. Go on."

"Yes, General!"

As Jing Yuan said, Yan Qing, as one of the best among the younger generation in Luofu, also has his own pride.

But after witnessing Xing He's various amazing methods and his repeated one-on-one battles with Huan Long, which he successfully defeated, Yan Qing felt that her own little pride was nothing.

Yanqing even felt a deep admiration for Xinghe. Although Xinghe didn't look much older than her, he was able to fight against the envoy of destruction at such a young age, something Yanqing would never dare to do.

Yanqing's right hand, which was holding the long sword, trembled slightly as she excitedly walked to Xing He's side, who was eating.

"Mr. Xing He! Yanqing has a request, and I hope Mr. Xing He will grant it!"

Xing He stuffed food into his mouth with one hand, while his other hand kept stuffing various stackable foods into his backpack.

Yanqing swallowed hard as she watched Xing He wolf down his food.

I had heard the general say before that it is normal for martial artists to have a large appetite, or rather, the larger their appetite, the stronger they are.

For someone like Mr. Xing He to eat and take things like that, this is beyond the level of an ordinary martial artist!

Xing He ate a plate of noodles in a few bites, leaving only a clean plate on the table, before looking at Yan Qing.

"What's the matter?"

Yanqing respectfully bowed to Xinghe: "To be honest, I am training myself for the martial arts ceremony, but I am struggling to find suitable opponents in Luofu. Therefore, I humbly request that Mr. Xinghe do me the honor of giving me some pointers!"

"Ah this..."

Xing He immediately looked troubled. His fighting style was as simple as it could be, focusing on sheer force and flying bricks, or purely on mechanics.

There wasn't a single skill involved. Even if Xing He installed Souls-like mods or epic battles, there was nothing he could teach Yan Qing.

Even March 7th, standing to the side, looked at Yanqing with an expression that seemed to say, "Has this child lost his mind?"

"I say, Xiao Yanqing, why did you have to pick Xing He, this freak, to fight? Of all the people you could choose, Xing He was the only one you could pick."

Yan Qing stubbornly maintained her bowing gesture towards Xing He: "The general said that the weak wield their swords against the weaker, and the strong wield their swords against the stronger! If I don't even have the courage to challenge the strong, then I can forget about participating in the Martial Arts Ceremony and fighting against the geniuses of the other immortal ships!"

"No...that's not what I meant."

On March 7th, he devoured the kebab in his hand, a few drops of sauce still clinging to the corner of his mouth, and patted his chest smugly: "You can come to me! Don't let my archery skills fool you, it's actually the weapon I'm worst at. Besides, I'll be participating in this martial arts ceremony, so why don't we spar a bit and get some practice?"

"Would you like to fight Miss March 7th?"

Yan Qing looked San Yueqi up and down with a strange expression, his gaze sweeping over her ten fingers. He did not see any special calluses left from sword practice on San Yueqi's hands. Obviously, this girl who was very close to Mr. Xing He had never practiced swordsmanship.

March 7th noticed the disbelief in Yanqing's eyes and, with a disgruntled expression, crossed her arms and snorted, "This young lady has practiced swordsmanship! Have you ever heard of the [Star-Slaying Universe-Breaking Great Glazed Sword]?"

"Star-Slaying Universe-Shattering Great Glazed Sword?" Yan Qing pondered the name of the move several times, but finally shook his head.

"That's right, you've never heard of it, and I've never used it either!" March 7th said proudly, hands on her hips.

Yanqing staggered and almost lost her balance.

"How about it! Want to have a go at me?"

March 7th was filled with excitement. She had never fought a real swordsman before. Before Xing He boarded the train, she had wanted Dan Heng to fight her, but ever since Dan Heng saw her swinging her sword, he shook his head and left, refusing to fight no matter what.

Looking at the eager-looking March 7th, Yanqing couldn't bring herself to refuse and could only nod helplessly in agreement.

"Alright, then please give me your guidance, Miss March 7th."

"Ok!"

When the crowd heard that Yanqing wanted to compete with Sanyueqi in swordsmanship, they all curiously gathered around. After all, Yanqing was a genius swordsman on Luofu, while Sanyueqi... was an unnamed guest who used a bow and arrow.

This match is bound to be a lot of fun no matter how you look at it.

I glanced at him twice around March 7th, and finally my gaze landed on Xing He.

"Xing He, can I borrow your knife? I don't have any weapons."

Upon hearing this, Xing He immediately pulled out the stone sword, iron sword, diamond sword, and the sword Sanhua and laid them out on the ground.

"Choose for yourself."

Upon seeing so many different kinds of swords, Yanqing immediately walked over quickly.

"These swords...are truly unique!"

Especially those stone, iron, and diamond swords with similar shapes, their blades are not as sharp as ordinary swords, but rather full of serrations like saws.

Did Mr. Xing He use this kind of sword to repel Huanlong?

March 7th's gaze bypassed the diamond sword and landed directly on the katana, Sanhua.

"That's a beautiful knife!"

On March 7th, mimicking Xing He's previous sword movements, he slung Sanhua at his waist and gripped the hilt of the sword.

"bring it on!"

Seeing that March 7th was ready, Yanqing raised his right hand and put two fingers together, and several flying swords leaped out from behind him.

"Miss March 7th, I am skilled with flying swords, please be careful!"

Chapter 109 I think it's a sword, so it is a sword.

Walter, Himeko, and Jingyuan also came over when they heard the commotion. They thought that Xing He would be the one to fight Yanqing, but when they saw that the person standing opposite them was San Yueqi holding a sword, Walter and Himeko were both surprised and their mouths were wide open.

Walter sighed, somewhat amused and exasperated. He wasn't worried that Yanqing would hurt March 7, but rather that March 7 might hurt herself.

"Little March...has she ever used a sword before?"

Himeko covered her mouth and chuckled, "Little Mitsuki broke off a tree branch and used it as a prop for a while on the train before, and Pam scolded her for a long time."

When Jing Yuan saw Yan Qing use his flying sword against March 7, he was somewhat helpless: "Yan Qing... actually used sword control techniques."

This was somewhat bullying, but with him and Walter there, March 7 wouldn't suffer any serious injuries.

Inside the arena, referee Xing He looked at Yan Qing with a strange expression: "Yan Qing, are you really going to use the flying sword?"

Yanqing mistakenly thought that Xing He was worried about March 7's safety, so she quickly assured him, "Mr. Xing He, please rest assured, I will not hurt Miss March 7. Moreover, the general once taught me that going all out is the greatest respect for the opponent! Miss March 7, I'm going!"

After saying that, Yanqing put two fingers together and pointed them at March 7th, and the flying sword behind him shot out immediately.

March 7th didn't panic. Although she hadn't practiced swordsmanship for very long, her dynamic vision, honed from playing with bows, was still intact. While the flying swords were fast, she still had time to react.

On March 7th, she drew her sword, Sanhua, and swung it. She thought that this strike could only block one of the flying swords, and that she would have to quickly change her moves to block the rest.

However, to everyone's surprise, when March 7th swung his sword, all the flying swords that Yanqing had shot out stopped in mid-air, as if some invisible barrier had blocked them.

"what?!"

Yan Qing was stunned. He tried his best to control his flying sword, but it remained motionless.

March 7th looked surprised: "Am I really that strong?!"

March 7th seemed to have discovered a new continent, and began to wildly wave the Sanhua sword in his hand. The flying swords that were blocked by the sword energy of the Sanhua swords trembled and then fell to the ground with a clatter.

While Yanqing was distracted because all the flying swords had failed, Sanyueqi went over and placed Sanhua against the side of his neck.

You lost!

Yan Qing lowered his longsword with a look of defeat: "I lost."

Upon hearing his acquittal, March 7th was satisfied and sheathed his sword, casually remarking, "I thought a sword fight would be exciting! I didn't expect to be so strong; it ended so quickly!"

As soon as Yanqing said "March 7th," her face showed even more dejection, and she pursed her lower lip, looking like she was about to cry.

"I'm truly sorry that I couldn't get Miss March 7 to use her full strength."

On March 7th, before she could even say a few smug words, Xing He walked over and delivered a sharp slap to her head.

"Little March, this is not something you can do."

"Ok?"

Yanqing and the others looked over curiously after hearing these words.

Ji Zi asked, puzzled, "Xing He, why would you say that? Didn't Xiao Sanyue block all of Yan Qing's moves by swinging her sword?"

Jing Yuan chimed in, "Young friend Xing He, you don't need to give Yan Qing any face. Letting this kid suffer a little loss will be good for his future swordsmanship."

Yanqing gritted her teeth and nodded to Xing He in agreement.

“Mr. Xing He, it is a fact that I am no match for Miss March 7th. You don’t need to make excuses for me.”

Xing He shook his head: "No, your sword control technique is ineffective, simply because of the sword Sanhua in March 7's hand."

"What do you mean?"

"The most basic characteristic of the draw sword is that all projectiles, that is, attacks that fly out of your hand, are ineffective against it. You can block them with just a simple swing of the sword."

"No wonder."

After Xing He's explanation, everyone suddenly understood. They had thought that San Yueqi's sword-wielding movements were completely unprofessional, yet he was still able to defeat Yan Qing. They had assumed that San Yueqi was pretending to be weak, but it turned out that he was relying on the special nature of his weapon.

Upon hearing this, Yanqing cheered up again, while March 7th was somewhat disappointed.

She thought she was exceptionally talented, but then she thought, why not just ask Xing He to lend her the weapon?