The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world.

Chapter 705 Qingfeng Fourteenth Style
Fourteen Styles of Qingfeng?
Hearing Jin Banhua's sophistry, Hua Zhenzhen was slightly angry.

"Jin Banhua, you have been able to practice martial arts to such a level, so you must not be the rich and dissolute man you appear to be during the day. So why do you have to act so unreasonable and pretend to be stupid in front of me?" Hua Zhenzhen said angrily.

"You don't believe it?" Jin Banhua asked with a smile.

"Do you think I and those friends you met during the day are the same kind of people?" Hua Zhenzhen asked back.

"In other words, you only know the Qingfeng Thirteenth Style, but not the Qingfeng Fourteenth Style?" Jin Banhua asked again.

Hua Zhenzhen said impatiently, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Jin Banhua said seriously, "I want to say that I know the 14 Qingfeng moves, but you only know the first 13 moves. Did you steal martial arts from me but not learn all of them?"

Hua Zhenzhen was furious, "You are talking nonsense..."

She had just said three words when she saw Jin Banhua leisurely stabbing out with a sword.

This sword was so light and ethereal, disappearing into the wind. It had already surpassed the scope of the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles, which was seemingly there and not there. In her eyes, it was almost invisible.

But when she saw the sword, the tip of the sword had already appeared on her shoulder.

Just like the wind, when you feel the wind, it has already blown on you.

Hua Zhenzhen's pupils suddenly shrank.

This sword is clearly the sword intent of the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, but it has already surpassed the category of sword like the breeze. It is almost as if the sword is hidden, leaving only the breeze.

There is no murderous intent, no sharpness, no sound, and no feeling.

Like a breeze...

Who can feel the cool breeze unless it blows on your body?
But when the breeze blew on his body, the sword appeared, and it was too late to react.

Hua Zhenzhen’s face turned pale and she retreated quickly.

She retreated a full two feet and gasped in shock, only to find that the tip of Jin Banhua's sword was still in place and had not stabbed out.

Even if I hadn't moved just now, the sword wouldn't have stabbed me.

Hua Zhenzhen stared at Jin Banhua blankly, her mind went blank for a moment, and she said in disbelief, "You...you are..."

"This is Qingfeng's 14th move, which is actually the same as the previous 13 moves." Jin Banhua smiled leisurely and raised an eyebrow at Hua Zhenzhen, "Do you admit it?"

Thinking back to the sword strike just now, Hua Zhenzhen could only admit, "Yes!"

"Can you?" Jin Banhua asked again.

Hua Zhenzhen was a smart girl. She already knew Jin Banhua's purpose, but she could only grit her teeth and answer, "No!"

"I know the 14 Qingfeng styles, and the last one is the most powerful. You know the 13 Qingfeng styles, but you haven't learned the last one." Jin Banhua smiled happily, "May I ask who is the authentic swordsmanship?"

Hua Zhenzhen stared at the complacent Jin Banhua, wishing she could poke a dozen holes in his face.

At the same time, Hua Zhenzhen truly admired Jin Banhua, even to the extreme.

She looked at Jin Banhua with a strange look in her eyes. She instinctively didn't want to believe it, but the facts before her forced her to believe it. "Did you figure out this sword technique yourself?"

For hundreds of years in the martial arts world, the seven major sword schools have been known together, and the three major sword techniques of Xuanmen are renowned. However, in terms of sword techniques alone, no school dares to compete with Huashan, because the Huashan School's Qingfeng Thirteen Styles are truly graceful and unparalleled, and no one can match them.

As long as one can reach the third level of artistic conception, it is enough to dominate the martial arts world. But even with the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, the person in front of him could go one step further and create a sword that turns the sword into Qingfeng, achieving an achievement that far surpasses the masters and ancestors of Huashan in previous generations.

Hua Zhenzhen is not an antique. People today do not have to be superstitious about the ancients. It is possible that they can be better than their predecessors. Jellyfish Yin Ji created her own magical skills and has already surpassed countless heroes of the past.

But modifying the classic martial arts of predecessors is another matter. Hua Zhenzhen believes that Jellyfish Yin Ji will never be able to deduce the fourteenth style of Qingfeng. This requires a ridiculous amount of swordsmanship from her own swordsmanship and the comprehension of the thirteenth style of Qingfeng.

This is not something that can be achieved by having a talent slightly higher than that of Huashan Patriarch, but it requires much higher talent!

more importantly……

Hua Zhenzhen stared at Jin Banhua. The person in front of her was not even a disciple of Huashan!

She couldn't help but feel frustrated. All the masters of Huashan, including herself, were outshined by a wealthy young man who was not a Huashan disciple and was apparently a playboy from the capital.

Then she saw Jin Banhua sheathing his sword and said proudly, "Don't talk about those useless things. Let me ask you, speaking only of the Qingfeng sword technique, who is the authentic sword technique?"

Hua Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and her chest ached with anger.

"Could it be that the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles, which have been passed down in secret at Mount Hua for hundreds of years, were secretly learned from you?" Hua Zhenzhen was almost defeated.

Jin Banhua stroked her chin and said with a tut-tut sound, "Now that you put it that way, I think I was a little too much?"

"It's not just excessive, it's simply ridiculous!" Hua Zhenzhen said angrily.

Jin Banhua nodded and asked leisurely, "Do you want to take this 14th move back to Huashan?"

Hua Zhenzhen stopped talking immediately.

Jin Banhua stretched, then turned around and walked towards the bedroom. As she walked, she put down her sword and began to change her clothes.

Hua Zhenzhen turned her head and avoided his sight.

"Since you have become a maid in my Jin family, you must take on the responsibilities of a maid." Jin Banhua said with a smile, "Remember to come and help me wash and have breakfast tomorrow morning, by the way!"

Jin Banhua turned around and nodded at Hua Zhenzhen, "Little mouth, speak more nicely. You should learn from those bad friends I meet and drink with during the day."

Hua Zhenzhen: ヽ('⌒メ)ノ

Hua Zhenzhen really wanted to overturn the table and leave, but she couldn't bear to do so.

Not to mention that Jin Banhua took the initiative to bring it up, in fact, the moment she saw the Qingfeng Fourteen Styles, she was already extremely envious and wanted to learn it as soon as possible...

Then he poked a dozen holes in Jin Banhua's body!
Hua Zhenzhen turned around and saw Jin Banhua changed into pajamas, leisurely got into bed, and then waved at her.

"Close the door for me, and then go back and have a good rest. Girls need beauty sleep. If you don't sleep well, you will have dark circles under your eyes, and your skin will become dull and rough. I don't want my little maid to become ugly and not as beautiful as Chu Liuxiang's three beautiful maids."

Hua Zhenzhen stomped her feet in anger, and then her face turned slightly red.

She took a deep breath and came to the door of Jin Banhua. While closing the door for him, she provoked him, "Aren't you going to use Chu Liuxiang's three maids to pay for his stealing of your White Jade Beauty? Why didn't you take her back?"

Jin Banhua blinked at Hua Zhenzhen, "Aren't you afraid that you'll be jealous?"

Hua Zhenzhen glared at Jin Banhua fiercely, then slammed the door and flew away.

(End of this chapter)