Dragon Gate Swordsman

The emperor was very confident. He felt that if he had not met Cellinina by chance on the streets of Colombia, she would have lost everything and would not even know where to go. Now she should follow the direction he showed her.

Chongxiao had little confidence because the rapping penguin next to him had clearly taken the lead, and Celinina didn't seem to have a good impression of him either.

Wei Yanwu was purely curious... He knew about the Texas family, but that was all he knew. He had no idea why the Emperor and Chongxiao were so optimistic about a little girl, so he planned to follow along to see what was going on.

The members of the Guard Bureau that they met along the way all pointed and talked about this strange combination, but they didn't dare to step forward to ask. However, the credibility of the rumor that "Chongxiao and Wei Yanwu are relatives" increased a bit.

"Let me make it clear first, Cellinina must make the decision herself!"

"Tsk...you are so annoying, where is she?"

Chongxiao pointed to the door next to him and then pushed it open directly, not caring at all whether some rude incidents would occur that would deepen the misunderstanding.

The result was no, but the scene that appeared in front of the three of them still made them fall into complete silence.

The girl who was supposed to be sitting or lying there was actually squatting on the bed, wolfing down the lunch that was served to her...

It must be emphasized that Miss Cellinina is a Syracuse who has received an all-round elite education. Even though she does not deliberately require herself to be elegant in her daily life, she often has the calmness and demeanor of aristocratic children.

However, don't forget that she had been hungry for at least two days before she was picked up by Chongxiao and sent to the hospital last night.

In addition, Jiu, who had to go to work, certainly could not stay to eat with her, thus forming a "perfect" "secret room environment".

Then...what are the proper etiquettes for eating?

Not picking up the plate and pouring the liquid directly into her mouth, and then licking it after pouring it, was the last bit of reserve Miss Cellinina had.

"Uh……"

"Um……"

"Ah……"

Three subtly different voices came from the mouths of three people.

There was a hint of "that's it" in Wei Yanwu's chuckle. He had thought that someone who would be favored by the emperor should be somewhat unique, but in the end... wasn't she just a starving little girl from the Rupert tribe?

The emperor's muffled groan represented his relief and worry. He was relieved that Celinina was indeed here and nothing seemed to have happened. But he was worried that since they had all eaten the Guards' working meal, then... after all, one should be grateful for what one has received, right?

Chongxiao is the most innocent of the three, because the way Celinina squatted on the bed, holding the plate in both hands and slurping was really cute! And her expression was especially like a dog repairman!

So, in the eerie silence, Chongxiao involuntarily took two steps forward and raised his hand to place it on the girl's head.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Celinina was stunned, the emperor was also stunned, but Wei Yanwu took a puff of his cigarette calmly.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

"Hmph...it looks like she can be taken care of here, too."

The emperor muttered a few words under his breath, then turned and left, without even planning to meet Celinina.

At this moment, Xingxiong's voice suddenly came from downstairs.

"Captain Wei! Is Chongxiao with you?"

Wei Yanwu turned around and looked down, and was about to say something, but found that Chen Huijie was standing behind Xingxiong, biting her lips lightly and looking at him with a very complicated look.

Well, I really shouldn't laugh at the emperor. After all... every family has its own problems...

……

"Huijie, what are you doing here?"

"……Find someone."

"who is it?"

"Must I tell you?"

"No need, unless this person is one of my subordinates."

"Is there anyone here who is not your subordinate?"

Wei Yanwu narrowed his eyes slightly and exhaled a puff of smoke.

In Xingxiong's opinion, there was something wrong with his expression...

First of all, the conversation just now did not seem like a conversation between an uncle and niece, but rather more like a conversation between a master and a disciple with different ideas. Wei Yanwu's obscure but sharp eyes always seemed to be pointing vaguely to the sky that was wandering in the sky.

He shouldn't be afraid that Chen Huijie and Chongxiao have some unclear relationship, as that is a plot that only appears in third-rate romance novels.

So... are you on guard against Chongxiao?

After a month of getting along, Xingxiong already knew Chongxiao's true origins.

He was brought back from a land ravaged by natural disasters by the Guards. He claimed to have lost his memory, but he would always remember many things from time to time... things that made people doubt whether they belonged to this land.

"Of course there is, but that is not what you and I need to discuss."

Wei Yanwu's tone became more serious. "You came to see Chongxiao to consult about swordsmanship?"

A trace of struggle appeared on Chen Huijie's face, but in the end she gritted her teeth and nodded.

Longmen is inclusive and open, welcoming all foreign things and abandoning many traditional customs of Dayan.

This includes certain rules that all martial arts schools abide by: after formally becoming a disciple, one cannot learn the skills of other schools without permission. Anyone who does so will be expelled from the school at best, and at worst will lose their martial arts skills. Even if the master of the school is open-minded and tolerant and does not care, their reputation in the martial arts world will plummet.

For example, it is too outrageous for lay disciples of Shaolin to go to Wudang Mountain to learn Tai Chi.

Chen Huijie had never been in contact with the real martial arts world, but she had heard about it to some extent. In addition, admitting in front of Wei Yanwu that she came to Zhongxiao to consult about swordsmanship was tantamount to slapping her uncle in the face...

"You want to ask me for advice on swordsmanship? What kind of swordsmanship?"

At this moment, Chongxiao finally reacted... He had been thinking about Celinina's soft hair and ears. They felt really good to touch...

"Uh... I have work to do, so I won't waste my time here, sir."

"Well, let's go."

Xing Xiong, who "knows the times", quickly found an opportunity to slip away. Firstly, this matter had nothing to do with her, and secondly, according to the tradition of Dayan, the teaching of martial arts and kung fu basically needs to be kept secret throughout the process, and not a single detail must be leaked.

And once she left, the conversation became much more direct.

"Where did you learn swordsmanship, kid?"

"I can't remember. You know my situation, Lao Wei..."

Chongxiao shrugged innocently, "I want to find the answer even more than you do."

In fact, all the power that Chongxiao can use now is just a vague physical memory, and it can't exert its original power at all.

Even that strange power of reading thoughts...

"You can't even remember that? Then why did you say... uh..."

Chen Huijie glanced at her uncle, hesitating whether she should tell him about Chongxiao's comments on her that day.

You know, those few words were not just about her level, but also seemed to look down on the Scarlet Sky Swordsmanship...

"Why are you hesitating? Just say what you want to say."

Well, you brought it up yourself, uncle.

Chen Huijie sighed secretly, and then briefly recounted Chongxiao's comments that day.

After all, she was still young at this moment, her style of doing things and talking about things was serious, and she was eager to know whether the Chixiao swordsmanship she practiced really had any flaws, so she didn't even think about just being perfunctory so that both of them could step down.

The result was that Wei Yanwu's face became worse and worse, and Chongxiao...

Chongxiao doesn’t care at all!

"Humph! According to your judgment, my Chixiao swordsmanship is useless?"

"Not really, Old Wei...at least the posture is pretty good."

What the hell...

Wei Yanwu gave up everything and left the capital, and worked hard in Longmen for many years to achieve his current status. Along the way, he has become more open-minded about too many things.

But the Chixiao swordsmanship that he was most proud of was definitely not among them.

Drawing the Sword, Tears, Running into the Night, Raising Eyebrows, Absolute Shadow, Cloud Splitting, and Sky-Cropping, these seven sword techniques are almost always stronger than the last, and their power increases exponentially… If the initial drawing of the sword is just a slash with all the strength of the whole body, then the final Sky-Cropping is a sword that can cut through heaven and earth.

However, even for Wei Yanwu himself, it is a sword skill that cannot be easily used.

And now, the Chixiao swordsmanship has been belittled by Chongxiao... This is intolerable!

Wei Yanwu finally understood why Xingxiong had to teach him a profound lesson...

"Arrogant! Boy, why don't you tell me why this sword technique only looks good in the posture?"

Chen Huijie's current swordsmanship level is far from the pinnacle, but after several years of hard study and practice, he has already reached a similar level. If he had not practiced the Chixiao swordsmanship as well, or if he himself had not possessed the master-level skills in swordsmanship, he would not have said such a thing regardless of bone fusion.

At this moment, Wei Yanwu was 70% suspicious, 20% angry, and the remaining 10% was the experience accumulated over the years reminding him not to be too absolute in everything.

The atmosphere became a little heavy because Chongxiao's expression also became serious... This was not common.

"What is a sword? What is swordsmanship?"

"The sword is my body, and it is also my heart. As for swordsmanship... it is to integrate my will into it..."

"wrong."

Chongxiao shook his head, interrupting Chen Huijie's answer which was like reciting a text.

In fact, in a sense, this is just like reciting a text. After all, Wei Yanwu cannot expect a ten-year-old girl to fully understand the concept of Chixiao swordsmanship. He can only let her memorize the secrets of the swordsmanship first, so that she can understand it thoroughly when she breaks through herself in the future.

However, Chongxiao scoffed at this.

"A sword is a murder weapon, and swordsmanship is a way to kill people. No matter how you whitewash it, that is the most fundamental meaning of a sword."

Wei Yanwu's pupils shrank and his grip on the pipe tightened a little.

"If it is a murder weapon, then why do you put your mind on it? Are you holding the sword, or is it the sword that controls you? Your determination is your own business, why do you need the sword as a guide? Is it possible that without a sword in hand, you can't do anything?"

Every word and sentence struck Chen Huijie's heart like a deafening bell.

Over the years, I have pondered almost every day on how to improve my Chixiao swordsmanship and enhance my own cultivation... This has almost become a part of my life. However, not only is my progress slow, but the summary and reflection after daily sword practice are also lackluster and of no help.

Is it possible that without a sword in hand, there is nothing I can do?

Could this be... the reason why my uncle no longer uses the Scarlet Sky Sword?

Chen Huijie looked at Wei Yanwu in confusion, only to find that he was also lost in thought.

"I have no objection to placing one's mind on the sword, but if you regard this as the end of the sword, then it would be a bit biased."

"Biased...biased?"

"The end point of sword training is to abandon the sword, just like people invent a technology in order to get rid of it in the future."

Chongxiao stared at Chen Huijie very seriously. "Also, if one day you encounter a problem that cannot be solved no matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, what will you do then?"

"Then turn around and look for another way out... Good boy, I was almost fooled by your sophistry!"

"Don't slander me if you don't understand, Lao Wei. In fact, your problem is bigger than Xiao Longnu's."

"What did you say!?"

Wei Yanwu was about to explode with anger, and the self-restraint accumulated over decades could not be suppressed. "In that case, do you dare to fight with me?"

The three people present didn't know that at this moment, thousands of miles away in the fields of Casimir, a little girl named Ivona, who was running around catching feathered beasts to play with, suddenly sneezed...

"……what?"

"I will give you three days to prepare. After three days, I will..."

"Don't go."

Under Wei Yanwu's stern gaze, Chongxiao shrugged aggrievedly.

"Why not?!"

"I'm afraid that you, Lao Wei, will deduct another month's salary from me."

Chapter 14: The newcomers in the Imperial Guard are all monsters

"Name?"

"Celinina...Celinina Texas."