There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Bai Yishu was stunned by the unexpected outcome and stood there dumbfounded for a moment. Before she could recover from her shock, she saw Jiang Mo looking over.

That invitation nearly made him drop the sword he was holding.

"Brother Mo, your swordsmanship is superb; I am ashamed to admit that I am no match for you."

She had lost more often than she had won when sparring with Bai Yifei. Facing Jiang Mo, who could crush Bai Yifei, Bai Yishu felt no fighting spirit and promptly admitted defeat.

Fearing that Jiang Mo would force her to leave the arena, she glanced around with a smile, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the area.

"With my limited skills, how could I possibly satisfy Brother Mo?"

"Let the other brothers in the clan do it. I'm sure they can help you, Brother Mo, improve your martial arts even further."

Bai Yishu smiled sweetly, her tone carrying a hint of coquetry. Usually, whenever she deliberately acted cute, someone would immediately step forward and be happy to serve her.

But today, as his gaze swept over them, the crowd that had gathered to attack him suddenly took a big step back.

He avoided eye contact, his gaze darting away.

Not to mention replacing him to compete against Jiang Mo.

The older members of the Bai family had already been sent off to gain experience, and those who were the first to notice the commotion and gather around to watch the excitement were mostly still young and inexperienced.

There aren't many people older than Jiang Mo.

I thought Bai Yifei was already an outstanding young talent among this generation.

I never expected that someone could be so brave and so easily defeat Bai Yifei. Who is this Erlang?

Bai Mushuang watched the battle from the sidelines, and the others dared not meet her head-on. When Jiang Mo subconsciously glanced at them, they all avoided her, fearing that she would challenge them to a fight and they would suffer another humiliating defeat.

For a moment, Jiang Modao felt somewhat like a lone wolf seeking defeat.

It makes one sigh

Being invincible is so lonely~

Unfortunately, his good fortune didn't last long. Just as Jiang Mo was about to leave, seeing that no one was willing to fight, a cold voice rang out in the martial arts arena, causing everyone to hold their breath:

"Then I'll do it."

It was more like an unquestionable announcement than a discussion. Before Jiang Mo could respond, that imposing figure had already entered the room.

The frost-white longsword hanging at his waist was not drawn, yet it exuded a chilling aura that could freeze one's soul.

Upon seeing Bai Mushuang actually stepping into the arena, everyone was stunned into silence. Even many of the Bai family elders who had rushed over upon hearing the news rubbed their eyes in disbelief, wondering if they were hallucinating.

They mistook Bai Mushuang's praise of the young man for preparations to enter the arena and test his skills.

It's not that they're easily alarmed.

No matter how you look at it, there's no need for Bai Mushuang to participate. Even if she's worried that the young man is too ambitious and wants to show off his high level of skill, there are other options to hone his skills.

Why should Bai Mushuang have to leave the stage?

Ultimately, it's like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

It couldn't be that the boy's martial arts skills were far beyond their imagination, and only Bai Mushuang could reliably defeat him, could it?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

If one didn't know Bai Mushuang's style of doing things, many people would even think that Jiang Mo had been too ruthless when he made his move, which made her, as a mother, want to step in and support Bai Yifei.

People who think this way include Jiang Mo.

Once this thought popped into Jiang Mo's head, he couldn't help but feel uneasy and wonder if he had gone a bit too far.

Could it be that showing off this skill is too conspicuous and arouses suspicion about my identity?

It shouldn't be that bad...

The sword techniques he used were all taught by the Bai family. Not to mention the bizarre and unpredictable witchcraft, he didn't even use his most proficient movement techniques. Although his strength was somewhat outstanding among his peers, it was still within a reasonable range.

It shouldn't be enough to associate it with supernatural or bizarre phenomena, right?

The more Jiang Mo learned about the splendor of higher realms, the more he realized that the world he lived in now was completely different from his previous life.

The idea that the Azure Dragon's seven constellations could change the world is probably more than just a legend.

If someone could detect the existence of the Book of the Past or notice anything unusual about Jiang Mo, he wouldn't be too surprised.

"Advance the move."

While I was anxiously lost in thought, a cold and indifferent voice, like the howling of the north wind, entered my ears, without any superfluous tone.

Slightly startled, Jiang Mo looked up and met those blood-red eyes.

It was a color that was unsettling, yet Jiang Mo saw in it a purity that was rare in the eyes of the world, a purity without the slightest impurity.

Therefore, Jiang Mo also put aside all the distracting thoughts that had arisen in his mind.

The clash of swords should always be pure and simple; why bother mixing in so many irrelevant things?

The only thing to do is to pour everything into the sword in your hand.

The sword, which was clearly dull and unremarkable, suddenly shone with a chilling light in Jiang Mo's hands, its bright arc of light in mid-air seemingly capable of cleaving through even the blizzard.

A hint of approval flashed in her eyes, but Bai Mushuang did not hold back.

Sword after sword, without using any internal energy, she used the purest swordsmanship to parry Jiang Mo's relentless attacks.

Although it only defends and does not attack, it always possesses a hidden sharpness that is terrifying.

Is it the "Snow-Slaying Sword Technique" or the "Snow-Condensing and Frost-Flying Sword Technique", or some other more profound and unpredictable sword technique?

Jiang Mo couldn't explain it.

He felt that every sword strike Bai Mushuang made seemed ordinary, yet it always left him helpless, and he could not break through no matter how hard he tried.

"Go down and experience it for yourself."

With a flick of her wrist, the unsheathed frost-white longsword struck Jiang Mo's blade, the force of which instantly sent Jiang Mo staggering backward, nearly causing him to fall off the training ground.

Without commenting much on Jiang Mo's performance, Bai Mushuang's eyes shifted slightly, already fixed on Bai Yishu, who was trying to hide herself in the crowd. She didn't need to reprimand her; her gaze simply sharpened, and a large group of people around the girl quickly retreated.

He decisively pulled Bai Yishu to his side.

"Come here, don't slack off."

"Yes……"

When faced with Jiang Mo's challenge, Bai Yishu laughed it off, but she dared not say a word against Bai Mushuang's words.

Even with a pained expression, she still stepped forward with her sword in hand.

Jiang Mo was mentally reviewing the details of his fight with Bai Mushuang when he saw Bai Yishu, who appeared to be a youthful and trendy female demon, enter the arena, and he couldn't help but be distracted and watch.

I've never heard of the Tide Demoness being proficient in swordsmanship...

Well, he's definitely not very proficient. Putting aside his talent in swordsmanship, he must have been lazy most of the time.

The level of skill hasn't been reached yet, but the insight is still there.

Jiang Mo immediately noticed that Bai Yishu's skills were always about "almost there" during her daily practice, so in actual combat she was always just a little bit off.

Both were sparring sessions meant to provide guidance, but Jiang Mo was helpless against Bai Mushuang, unable to find a way to win. However, after Bai Yishu entered the arena, her various weaknesses in swordsmanship were quickly exposed.

Even though she was the one taking the initiative, she always ended up in a flurry of activity, looking rather overwhelmed.

This drew many onlookers, who couldn't help but shake their heads in disapproval.

Before long, Bai Yishu, drenched in sweat, was pulled out by a sword slapped on her thigh, earning her a remark from Bai Mushuang:

"Practice an extra half hour every day."

Finally, Bai Mushuang looked at her son. Without her saying anything, Bai Yifei, who had been waiting for a long time, took the initiative to enter the arena with his sword.

At this point, even the most oblivious onlookers could see that this was a deliberate gesture.

As for why these three people were chosen, everyone had their own ideas: Bai Yifei, needless to say, as the young master, was the most natural successor and should be vigorously cultivated.

Bai Yishu is exceptionally intelligent and may become the next Bai Mushuang.

The Bai family was already very familiar with these two, but now a third person has suddenly appeared out of nowhere, occupying the third seat with an absolutely amazing level of martial arts.

Chapter 28 A Familiar Situation

"Practicing swordsmanship again? What a boring guy."

Looking out the window, Bai Yishu saw the figure who appeared on time with his sword in the training ground. She couldn't help but curl her lips, looking rather unimpressed.

"My aunt isn't even in Snowclothes Castle, yet she's still so enthusiastic."

"I don't know who they're trying to impress."

After being introduced to "Bai Mo" by Bai Mushuang that day, Bai Yishu immediately became wary of this elder brother from her clan, whom she didn't have much of an impression of.

Without making a sound, they devised various methods to launch investigations.

And they learned that this guy, who was originally nobody, had suddenly changed his personality after his mother died of illness a little over a month ago, and started practicing swordsmanship diligently without fail, rain or shine.

Others praised him for his sudden awakening and used this as encouragement for their own son.

However, Bai Yishu felt that the other party had ulterior motives and deliberately used the tragic background of "the death of both parents" to attract the head of the family's attention.

evidence?

It's obvious, isn't it? He hadn't shown his true colors in the past ten years, so how could he easily defeat Bai Yifei in swordsmanship and display such amazing strength after just one month of diligent practice?

They were definitely hiding their true abilities so they could find an opportunity to show off in front of their master.

Hmph, what a scheming man!

Bai Yishu felt that she had fully understood the other party's behavior and plans, and therefore inevitably felt that her own position was threatened.

Turning to look at Bai Yifei beside her, she said with a hidden agenda:

"I really envy Brother Mo! He doesn't have to bury himself in these rotten and old bamboo slips like us, facing all sorts of daunting subjects."

"As long as you hone your martial arts skills, you will earn your aunt's approval."

Bai Yifei, who was already frowning as he flipped through the bamboo slips, was further upset by his cousin's sighs and the growing gap between his swordsmanship and Jiang Mo's.

Unable to contain himself, he retorted coldly:

"That's the praise they deserve after putting in the hard work. Don't make it sound like you would diligently practice martial arts when you weren't studying, instead of being lazy."