Martial Master

“Celestial Heart Sword Technique.”

“Celestial Heart Sword Technique! What a great name.”

Qin Chen continued, “Your Celestial Heart Sword Technique contains the rules of water, the rules of the starry sky, and the essence of the heart. By utilizing the power of the starry sky rules and water rules, it shakes the inner hearts of others, creating openings for an attack. However, the most important aspect of this sword move is that your heart must be sincere and impeccable.

Moreover, your excessive pursuit of perfection has led you to overlook practicality. In some areas, there's no need for further changes; changing too much not only wastes your Holy Origin but also results in missed opportunities and reduced lethality, leaving traces that can be exploited.”

Qin Chen's insight was remarkably keen. Qingxue Silan's Celestial Heart Sword Technique could easily mesmerize others, shaking their souls. A typical martial artist encountering this sword technique might not even realize how they died. However, a typical martial artist is still just a typical martial artist, and this does not mean that all martial artists would be baffled. In contrast, truly powerful martial artists could exploit the flaws in the sword technique and easily defeat Qingxue Silan.

Qingxue Silan lacked the ruthless heart to kill. If she could not shake others' hearts, she would end up being invaded by them, which explained why her combat strength was struggling to improve.

In other words, Qingxue Silan's sword technique could only be used to bully the weak; when faced with the strong, she would be defeated quickly.

A hint of frustration appeared on Qingxue Silan's face. “Sister and the Ancestor have said the same thing. They said I am not suitable for practicing this sword technique, but I feel that this technique suits me very well. It is comfortable to practice, yet my combat strength just won't improve. Perhaps I really am not suited for this sword technique.”

“I don't think so. On the contrary, I believe you are very suitable for this sword technique.”

“Really?” Qingxue Silan's eyes widened.

“Indeed, this sword technique is powerful. Your lethality may not be strong enough because your heart is not ruthless or decisive enough. A swordsman’s strike, when lacking decisiveness, often cannot be strong. However, I believe your heart is not indecisive but too kind. You don't want to kill. If your heart thinks about protecting those you wish to protect, perhaps it would be different.”

Qin Chen stated.

The Celestial Heart Sword Technique has the effect of introspection, but Qingxue Silan asked the wrong question.

“Protecting those I want to protect?”

Qingxue Silan murmured.

You Qianxue also smiled and said, “Exactly! A swordsman’s sword is not only meant for killing but can also be used for protection. Chen, you should teach her by example.”

“Why don't you come?”

Qin Chen glanced at You Qianxue.

“In terms of the sword path, I believe you are more suitable to teach than I am.”

You Qianxue smirked and suddenly transmitted sound, “Don’t worry, I'm not jealous.”

Qin Chen felt a sweat bead form, scratching his nose as he said, “Silan, let’s practice together.”

Some things cannot be conveyed through words. Typically, when a master teaches a disciple, there are two steps: verbal instruction and practical teaching, meaning to first explain and then personally demonstrate.

Qingxue Silan nodded and excitedly said, “Brother Chenqing, then be careful, Celestial Heart Sword Technique, first style.”

Qingxue Silan's treasured sword was a light blue, exquisite sword, thin as a strand of blue water. As it sliced through the air, it created ripples of light blue waves. With the birth of the ripples, the position of the sword shifted in the void, making it difficult to discern from which angle she would attack.

Qin Chen didn't break through her technique with brute force, as that would be pointless. He held his finger upright, using it as a sword, and Qin Chen pointed at the center of the ripples. The sound of rushing water echoed, and the ripples were thrown into disarray, disrupting Qingxue Silan's sword technique. In the next moment, Qin Chen's sword passed through the scattered ripples, the tip almost touching Qingxue Silan's brow.