Douluo: Qianyue was reborn, I am her own brother

After breakfast.

During his break, Qian Renjue flipped through books related to Soul Master cultivation.

Qian Renxue, holding a small fan, sat next to Qian Renjue.

While fanning him, she also provided guidance on the questions he raised.

"Sister, why don't you ever read books?"

Qian Renjue, holding a book, leaned on Qian Renxue's shoulder, looking at her with confusion.

"Who says I don't? I'm clearly reading with you."

"Sister is clearly looking at me."

"That's right, I'm looking at the book and at you."

Qian Renxue smiled and hugged him.

Her smooth forehead touched Qian Renjue's brow, gently rubbing against it.

"Then sister, hold the book, I want to look at you too."

Qian Renjue smiled and stuffed the book into Qian Renxue's arms.

He reached out and took the fan from her hand.

"Pfft~ Okay."

Looking at Qian Renjue's innocent appearance, Qian Renxue couldn't help but laugh.

She held the book with one hand, making it easier for Qian Renjue to lean on her.

Qian Renjue fanned the air and consciously turned the pages of the book.

Not far away.

Qian Daoliu and Jin E and others quietly watched the siblings.

Enjoying their hot tea.

...

The beautiful and warm rest and study time passed.

Next was sword practice.

After Qian Renxue displayed her amazing sword talent, with Qian Daoliu's tacit approval, she became Qian Renjue's true sword teacher.

Before starting training.

Qian Renxue, as usual.

Had to test her teaching results.

Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue stood facing each other, several meters apart.

The whale胶 (jiao) she had taken had not been completely absorbed.

Still playing a role.

At this time, both siblings looked radiant.

"Sister!"

Qian Renjue, holding a wooden sword, shouted at Qian Renxue.

"I'm full of power now, how many moves will it take for you to defeat me?!"

Looking at Qian Renjue showing off his fleshy arms.

Qian Renxue gently pursed her pink lips, her eyes filled with a bright smile.

As expected.

My little brother is the best.

Even boring cultivation becomes much more interesting.

[Congratulations, Host, you have successfully conveyed great love! (Target: Qian Renxue)]

[Reward: God-given Soul Power Level 1!]

Hearing the system's voice, Qian Renjue was only slightly stunned before recovering.

He gripped the sword hilt with both hands, ready to fight.

He had more or less figured out the system's reward mechanism.

Without a doubt.

The reward for the first conveyance of great love is the best.

As for the subsequent rewards, they should be related to the degree of fluctuation in the other person's heart.

In addition, the more relevant the object of the great love conveyance is to the main storyline, the better the rewards obtained.

This point.

Has already been verified by several Grandfather Offerings.

Qian Renxue's golden hair fluttered, looking at Qian Renjue's serious face.

She smiled slightly, satisfied with his attitude.

Holding the sword in her right hand, she raised her left hand and extended three fingers.

Smiling, she said:

"Jue, I'll only use three moves."

"Then I must withstand three moves, you're not allowed to hold back!"

Qian Renjue held the wooden sword, frowning and pouting.

"Okay, then come on."

Qian Renxue still smiled, putting her left hand behind her back, her petite body upright.

At a young age, she already had the temperament of a master.

"Sister, I'm coming!"

Qian Renjue shouted to cheer himself on, kicked off the ground, and sprinted towards Qian Renxue with all his might.

Qian Renxue put away her smile.

Holding the wooden sword in her hand, she quickly adjusted her breathing.

Swish!

Concentrating intently.

Qian Renjue's wooden sword quickly thrust towards Qian Renxue.

Pa!

Qian Renxue blocked with her sword, sidestepped to deflect the force, and swung her sword horizontally with one hand.

In just an instant.

Qian Renjue's wooden sword was knocked away.

He still charged forward with all his might.

Qian Renxue moved her feet lightly and came to Qian Renjue's side.

The wooden sword in her hand pointed towards Qian Renjue's hand.

Pa!

"Hiss!"

Qian Renjue's hand hurt, causing him to drop the wooden sword.

As they passed each other, Qian Renxue's wooden sword brushed across his neck.

The victory or defeat has been decided!

Three moves as promised.

She was not afraid of discouraging Qian Renjue.

"Jue, I won again."

Qian Renxue looked at her younger brother who turned around.

Looking at the admiration on his face, she was somewhat proud and couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth from rising.

"Sister, you're really amazing! Teach me, teach me."

Qian Renjue picked up the wooden sword from the ground and ran excitedly towards Qian Renxue.

Even if he didn't win, he was very happy.

"Ah!"

Qian Renjue came to her, and Qian Renxue also showed the majesty of an older sister.

She gently tapped him on the head with the wooden sword.

Scolding him:

"Jue, how many times have I told you, using a sword is not about brute force."

Qian Renjue grabbed her sleeve, covering his head.

Nodding frantically: "I know, I'll change it in the future, teach me!"

Facing her younger brother.

Facing a student who knew his mistakes and was willing to correct them.

Qian Renxue was of course all smiles, gently pinching Qian Renjue's fleshy cheeks.

"Yes, I will teach you wholeheartedly."

...

Sword practice is not about performing sword techniques.

Currently, it is only about the cultivation of basic skills and techniques.

The Qian family's swordsmanship, and even any family's swordsmanship, is never a fixed set of moves and actions.

But rather, it focuses on the basic actions of using a sword, such as: thrusting, chopping, pointing, teasing, picking, collapsing, intercepting, cutting, wiping, shaving, hanging, parrying, and pressing.

Plus, the complete techniques of force generation, timing mastery, etc., summarized by generations of ancestors.

To be able to adapt to changes and use them flexibly.

When those unique techniques are formed, they become a symbolic sword art inheritance.

Of course.

Qian Renjue has not yet awakened his Soul.

He is not sure yet whether he should pay attention to the flow of soul power in his body when using a sword.

Adding a metal scabbard to the wooden sword.

Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue stood in the sun, constantly swinging their swords.

Lifting, lowering, thrusting, chopping.

Training various basic actions back and forth until they are proficient, or even become an instinctive reaction.

The scorching sun in the sky became more and more intense.

The whale胶 (jiao) that had been taken, but not completely absorbed, was playing its role.

An hour passed.

Qian Renjue was sweating profusely, panting, and his hand muscles were sore.

He tremblingly lifted the sword and swung it down again.

Poof!

The tip of the sword touched the ground and could no longer be lifted.

"Huff~ Ha~"

Qian Renjue opened his mouth, arched his body, and breathed heavily.

"Sister, I can't do it anymore."

Not far away.

Qian Renxue's tender face was covered with sweat, her arms were slightly trembling.

She replied softly: "Well, if you're tired, rest for a while."

Hearing Qian Renxue's words.

Qian Renjue did not immediately sit down, but stood in place, using his sword to support himself.

Quietly watching Qian Renxue.

In cultivation, Qian Renxue is simply a cultivation maniac, once she starts, she will not stop until she is exhausted.

Many times.

Qian Renjue had to pull her, and she would stop to rest for a while.

Qian Renxue held the sword in both hands.

Her face was solemn, her eyes were sharp, and an invisible opponent seemed to be standing in front of her.

Each time she swung her sword.

She concentrated her mind on one point, striving to hit with one blow!

Qian Renjue's eyes were filled with amazement.

Amazed at Qian Renxue's perseverance, and even more amazed at her talent.

In the same amount of time, Qian Renxue's every action could leave him several streets behind.

Even Qian Daoliu said.

For Qian Renxue, his guidance was dispensable.

Swish!

Suddenly.

A shadow appeared where Qian Renjue was, covering him.

Isolating the scorching sun while bringing a little coolness.

Qian Renjue raised his eyes, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he thanked the person with a smile.

"Thank you, Grandpa Guang Ling!"

"Haha. Little Juejue doesn't need to be so polite."

The youthful-looking Guang Ling Douluo was spreading his ice wings and floating in the air, looking at Qian Renjue with kindness in his eyes.

He had been watching the siblings' cultivation.

A long time passed.

Qian Renxue was still swinging her sword.

Sweating profusely, her body was already trembling slightly, and her arm movements were slow.

Wishing everyone a happy life!