bookbashuk Chapter 1301 Ying's Sword Training
Chapter 1301 Ying's Sword Training
Paimon, standing nearby, yawned widely, rubbed his eyes, and watched Shao Yun heading off to herd the sheep again, muttering curiously to himself:
"I'm quite curious, Shao Yun, you fought the Evil Riders so fiercely yesterday that you practically ripped the sky apart, how come you're acting like nothing happened today, going back to the ranch to herd livestock again..."
"That's such a great attitude. If it were me, I would definitely need to stay home and rest for several days to recover."
When Shao Yun heard Paimon's mutterings, he naturally wanted to rest. Who wouldn't want to have a good rest for a couple of days after the battle?
But there are no holidays when you're in the primary industry. Cattle and sheep need to eat grass, and ranches need to operate. What will you eat every day if you don't work? Are you going to be stewed?
"Why? Because your dad has to herd sheep and milk cows every day to earn money for your food. Otherwise, how could I raise you to be so fair and chubby?"
Paimon bristled at these words, stomped her foot angrily in the air, put her hands on her hips, and retorted:
"Get away from me! You already have your own daughter, yet you still take advantage of me! I'm not your daughter, I'm Ying's best guide!" she said, hiding behind Ying as she spoke.
Looking at Paimon's chubby, puffed-up appearance, Shao Yun couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Having a biological daughter doesn't change the fact that you're also my 'god-daughter'! We're family, after all."
Paimon was rendered speechless by what he was being said, and could only pout pitifully, floating behind Ying, muttering to himself:
"Ugh... He's always bullying me and taking advantage of me! Ying, look at him!"
Seeing this heartwarming yet hilarious scene, Ying couldn't help but laugh and pat Paimon's head as a gesture of comfort.
Shao Yun teased Paimon a few times and then didn't waste any more time.
The early bird catches the worm. Driving the cattle and sheep to the pasture early and feeding them well will allow us to finish work and go home sooner.
He waved to the three of them and said, "I'm not messing around with you anymore, I have to hurry up and go herd the sheep."
After saying that, he gently nudged the horse's belly, and "Radish" understood and started walking slowly, leading the cattle and sheep toward the distant grassland.
Once Shao Yun's figure had completely disappeared into the distance, Silky didn't waste any more time.
She turned to Ying and Paimon and said, "Mr. Shao Yun has left, so we should start today's training."
Upon hearing that training was about to begin, Ying immediately perked up. After considering the surrounding terrain, she suggested:
"If we're talking about nearby, I think the top of Caishiding is a good option. It has a wide view, and not many people go there usually, so you won't be disturbed."
Silky shook her head slightly. She raised her right hand, and a wisp of abyssal energy gathered at her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, a pitch-black rift appeared out of thin air before her.
The edges of the fissure glowed with a dark purple aura, and the energy flowing within could be vaguely seen, like a portal to an unknown space.
"No, I'll take you to a safe, secret place. It's a private space that won't affect the outside world, and you can train freely there."
Paimon peered curiously into the crevice, then quickly withdrew and whispered to Ying, "It looks so dark in there, could it be dangerous?"
Ying patted Paimon on the shoulder to reassure her, then looked at Skylark and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Teacher Skylark. Let's go!"
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Silky Kirk took the lead and stepped into the dark abyss rift, followed closely by Glow. Paimon hesitated for a moment, then mustered his courage and followed her in.
The moment I passed through the crevice, the scene before me changed abruptly. There was no darkness as I had expected, but it wasn't much brighter either.
Paimon floated in mid-air, curiously looking around, his eyes wide, and muttered to himself, "Wow...it looks both dark and bright here..."
"But it doesn't feel like the abyss... How strange."
Seeing their reactions, Skirk explained calmly, "This is where I usually rest and train; you could call it my home."
"Because it is an independent space, it will not be disturbed by the outside world, making it very suitable for improving one's strength."
"However, this space was indeed created using the power of the abyss. It's just that I drove away the power of the abyss. Do you understand what I mean, Paimon?"
Paimon nodded as if he understood, and stopped asking about the environment.
After briefly introducing the space, Silky instantly switched to "teacher" mode, her gaze falling on Ying as she began to explain the training plan.
“Miss Ying, your training will be divided into three parts: basic swordsmanship, elemental power control, and rational judgment in battle.”
"You need to be prepared..."
Ying listened intently, blinked innocently, and then asked curiously, "Oh... so according to this plan, am I going to fight against Master Skyker?"
After all, being able to spar with top swordsmen will definitely lead to rapid improvement.
Skirk gently shook her head and patiently explained her training approach.
"It's not time for a fight yet. I know you can use a sword and have combat experience, but if you want to systematically improve your strength, you must lay a solid foundation."
“How to describe it…” She paused, as if searching for the right words, “As the saying goes, a million or even tens of millions of sword swings may be exchanged for a moment of enlightenment.”
"There are no shortcuts in this process, and you can't rely on external help. The most important thing is to be patient and do every basic movement to the extreme."
“We have plenty of time, no need to rush. Let’s start with the basics today. You try it out first, use your sword to shatter these crystal pillars.”
As she spoke, Skykirk raised her right hand, gathering abyssal energy at her fingertips, and waved it toward the open space not far away.
The pale purple energy condensed rapidly in the air, quickly forming more than a dozen crystal pillars suspended in mid-air.
These crystal pillars are pale violet in color and have a texture that looks like clear glass, yet they exude a solid energy fluctuation.
Looking at the crystal pillars, and recalling Silky's instruction to "repeatedly swing the sword," Ying suddenly felt the scene was somewhat familiar and couldn't help but whisper:
"Why does this feel just like when my husband taught me how to shoot?"
"Back then, he made me practice repeatedly, saying that the prerequisite for becoming a sharpshooter who hits the bullseye every time is to practice shooting thousands and thousands of times."
Upon hearing this, Skirk showed no surprise, simply nodding slightly and saying with certainty, "The principles of improving martial arts skills are all the same, regardless of the path taken."
"Whether you use a sword, a gun, or manipulate elemental power, there are no shortcuts to becoming stronger."
“Long-term, continuous basic training may seem tedious, but it is the most solid and effective way to improve.”
As she spoke, she gestured for Ying to "please," and said, "Alright, take out your sword and let's begin. First, try using the most basic straight thrust to shatter the first crystal stake."
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Upon hearing Skykirk's command, Ying no longer hesitated and casually swung a uniquely shaped longsword in her hand.
The sword was entirely a bright gold color, as if it were sculpted from condensed sunlight and lake water. Fine golden patterns were wrapped around the sword. It was the Narcissus Cross Holy Sword that she obtained from Fontainebleau.
After all, the sword's appearance suits me quite well...
Ying gripped the hilt of her sword and nodded to Silky, indicating that she was ready.
Then, following Silky Kirk's instructions, Ying stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, adjusted her breathing, and fixed her gaze on the first pale violet crystal stake in front of her.
She recalled the basic principles of the straight thrust, slowly pulled her arm back, the tip of the Narcissus Cross Holy Sword dipped slightly, and then suddenly thrust it forward.
The golden sword sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, precisely piercing the center of the crystal stake.
With a soft sound, the crystal pillar cracked open, and pale purple energy fragments scattered like shattered glass.
But Ying didn't stop. She quickly withdrew her sword, adjusted her posture, and then thrust forward again. This time, she controlled her strength more precisely, and the tip of her sword pierced the gap steadily.
As the third thrust landed, the crystal stake finally shattered with a "crash," turning into pale purple specks of light that dissipated into the air.
“Not bad, the force is a bit lacking, but the angle is well controlled.” Skirk stood aside and affirmed, “Continue, next try to break the second crystal stake with a chopping motion. Pay attention to the way you use your wrist, don’t use brute force.”
Ying nodded in agreement and continued her training.
Thrust, chop, horizontal slash, and upward strike—each movement becomes more and more standard and fluid through constant repetition.
The golden sword light collided with the pale purple crystal pillar, the sound of shattering and the whistling of the sword wind intertwined, echoing in the empty abyss realm.
On the other side, Paimon initially floated to the side with great interest, resting his chin on his hands and watching Ying swing his sword to shatter the crystal stake, occasionally shouting "Go for it!" or "So awesome!"
But as time went on, watching Ying repeat similar actions over and over again, shattering the crystal stakes that were all more or less the same, Paimon gradually began to feel a little bored.
She yawned, her eyes began to wander, and her attention shifted away from Ying's training.
Then, Paimon simply pulled out a light novel with an illustration in the style of Inazuma on the cover.
She had secretly taken this from the ranch's study that morning, intending to read it during her rest, but it had unexpectedly come in handy.
She found a place with soft lighting, floated in mid-air, comfortably opened the novel, and began to read it with great interest.
After an unknown amount of time, Ying remained focused on her training.
Paimon, however, was utterly defeated by boredom. She rubbed her slightly sore eyes, closed the book, and drifted to a flat rock not far away.
Paimon yawned widely, found a comfortable position to lie down, and soon began to snore softly. His small body rose and fell gently with his breathing, clearly indicating that he was fast asleep.
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