The Heavenly Tiger Swordsman
The Sixth Day of Sword Practice

The leaves fell down in the afternoon towards that afternoon, where the trees around were indeed buffeted by the wind quite fiercely in the middle of the sword training that Hao Zhao and Yue Yie were doing.

“Give more pressure on each swing of your sword, it can make your attack more powerful, Yie," Hao Zhao said, after welcoming Yue Yie's sword swing somehow.

Yue Yie's face slowly began to turn a crimson red behind her thin cloth, not from being stunned by Hao Zhao but rather annoyed at herself.

“I did, but why is my sword swing still not even able to touch you Young Master Zhao once?" yue Yie asked as she once again tried to swing her sword to attack Hao Zhao.

“No, not like this. Use more power, this equivalent sword swing even to kill insects would not be able to," Hao Zhao said as his sword already deflected the direction of Yue Yie's attack.

“Ishhh, sucks. Don't use such words Young Master Zhao, it hurts my pride as a swordsman" Yue Yie said with her cheeks that had bloated.

Hao Zhao only chuckled softly at Yue Yie's words, for some reason feeling the pleasure of his own when he saw that Yue Yie was upset.

“Young Master Zhao, I initially wondered why you almost never once showed any emotion before .. but now I understand," Yue Yie said in seriousness after seeing Hao Zhao laugh.

“Oh, is it true like that? Then can you tell me what you understand?" hao Zhao asked, also feeling curious because he also did not understand why often his face felt stiff making it look like emotionless.

"That's because .. somehow the expression that Young Master Zhao showed me can always make me upset!" yue Yie exclaimed as she leaped towards Hao Zhao with a sword in her hand.

Yue Yie also did not understand why every time she saw Hao Zhao laughing or smiling it felt strange in her opinion, where every expression on Hao Zhao Yue Yie's face realized was so attached to the degrading impression that Hao Zhao probably didn't mean it. Where was certain, Yue Yie was not at all comfortable with it.

Hao Zhao only raised his eyebrows, after which a small laugh amused himself with what Yue Yie said.

“Yie, if I say you're not the first person to say that to me. Are you gonna believe it?" hao Zhao asked, already so ready with the wooden sword in his hand welcoming Yue Yie's lunge.

“Eh? Did ya? Then aren't my feelings really real?" yue Yie asked quite surprised, because at first it was so questioning why behind Hao Zhao's absurdly handsome face he could feel annoyed.

"Maybe? Even so, why do you bother about anything else in the fight?" Hao Zhao had already stepped closer towards Yue Yie who was trying to hit him, where immediately Hao Zhao smashed directly the wooden sword in his hand towards the swing of Yue Yie's sword which was still rudimentary.

The two sword blades immediately met, before a loud enough cracking sound rang out.

Yue Yie immediately clucked in annoyance afterwards, realizing what sound it would have been if the new one had sounded.

“Ishhh, that sucks! Why must my sword be cracked again!" yue Yie exclaimed clearly feeling annoyed, looking at her sword which had seen quite a large crack there.

“Cracked? Don't think I'll be that good" Hao Zhao said slowly, then lowered his sword before stepping over to Yue Yie.

“What ...."

Yue Yie just wanted to question what Hao Zhao meant, before a cracking sound came back which after that the sword in Yue Yie's hand broke into pieces like a glass.

Yue Yie saw that immediately turned her head towards Hao Zhao with blank eyes, somehow wanting to say anything more to Hao Zhao because such an incident was not the first time.

“What's up? Do you want me to help you put your sword in its place?" hao Zhao asked, glancing at one of the trees nearby.

Under the tree itself was already a pile of shattered swords, all of which belonged to Yue Yie who had gathered after almost a week of training with Hao Zhao.

“No, why is every sword of mine almost certain to be destroyed after colliding with your wooden sword, Young Master Zhao?" yue Yie asked, where her eyes had been fixed on the wooden sword in Hao Zhao's hand that looked still so smooth as if it had never been used for a fight even once.

“Did you prefer to question it on appeal why every attack you never once reached my body? Six days is indeed short enough, but six days without leaving the slightest trace of attack on your opponent? Hmmm ...."

Hao Zhao's eyes had already glanced upwards as if thinking, where it certainly made Yue Yie's dead red face turn even more red with anger.

“Hufthh, I know that I can't make a single attack on Young Master Zhao, but isn't it normal for a Purification swordsman like me to have trouble doing that if his opponent is a Soul swordsman like you?" yue Yie asked trying to find a defense.

Hao Zhao immediately looked back at Yue Yie fixedly, not thinking what Yue Yie was saying was true for one reason for sure.

“But the level of my strength I have now suppressed, my strength is on par with yours," Hao Zhao said as if without a burden.

Yue Yie heard that it immediately ruffled her waist before saying, “I know... ishhh, Young Master Zhao should train me, not bully me like this."

“Infroduction? Hmm, that's wrong." Hao Zhao shook his head slowly.

Yue Yie saw Hao Zhao's arm immediately throw away his face, his face gloomy as if he was already so tired.

“Yie, are you angry?" hao Zhao asked trying to be sure.

“No," said Yue Yie briefly.

“Good, so you're angry. Now tell me, how long have you been using a sword as your weapon? Maybe I can help you become more proficient with the sword if you tell me," Hao Zhao said, choosing to end the game he had been trying to do for the past week.

“Really? I've been using the sword since childhood" said Yue Yie, where her face had turned so enthusiastic.

“So small? Seeing the way you used the sword .. I don't think it was true," Hao Zhao said as he shook his head slowly, not at all able to believe that Yue Yie had actually used the sword from her childhood.

“Indeed the sword was the weapon I used, but since my teacher didn't tell me to focus on the sword I wasn't proficient at it at all." Yue Yie who remembered her teacher put more emphasis on doing business as well as absorption of energy in as a matter to be learned.

Hao Zhao immediately nodded slowly, no longer feeling strange why Yue Yie's sword style felt so very bad when training against him.

“Take this, learn in advance everything listed in this book. If you have succeeded in doing so, maybe I can teach you further in order to have the sword ability on par with me," Hao Zhao said as he gave a single martial book from his s.p.a.ce ring.

Yue Yie initially smiled happily at receiving the martial book Hao Zhao gave her, thinking it was not an ordinary martial book before looking disappointed afterwards.

“What's up?" hao Zhao asked after noticing Yue Yie's gloomy face.

“This martial arts book is the basic way of using a sword, I have a lot in my room if for this kind of book," Yue Yie said as she looked at Hao Zhao full of question marks.

“Really? Why not try to look at the contents in the book first before drawing a conclusion?" Hao Zhao stepped into one of the trees nearby before leaning under it.

Yue Yie did what Hao Zhao said, after which Yue Yie's facial expression immediately changed back once brightly understanding Hao Zhao's intent.

“This ... is amazing," Yue Yie said as she looked at Hao Zhao in disbelief.