Chapter 280 [Self-Created Sword Technique]

In the early morning, the first faint ray of dawn had not yet completely dispelled the night, but the sky over the town was already covered with dark clouds.

The originally quiet air was filled with a moist and slightly cool scent, foreshadowing an impending heavy rain.

Soon after, dense raindrops arrived as expected, hitting the roof, leaves and everything within reach, making loud "crackling" sounds.

The rain poured down, gathering into small streams and spreading rapidly along the low-lying areas of the streets. The entire town was instantly shrouded in a curtain of rain.

This sudden rainstorm did not break the unique tranquil atmosphere of the small town.

On the contrary, the rain seems to make the air more fresh and pure, making people feel happy. The rain drops on the flowers and plants by the roadside, and the crystal clear water drops roll like pearls, nourishing these tenacious sources of life.

The trees appear more lush and green after being washed by wind and rain, as if every leaf is greedily absorbing this rare rain.

At the same time, the town is surrounded by thick fog, adding a sense of mystery.

The white mists covered the air like a veil, obscuring the distant scenery.

The houses, trees and even the outlines of the mountains in the distance are skillfully blended together by this layer of mist, forming a dreamy ink painting.

Occasionally, a few early-rising birds fly through the mist into the distance, leaving behind a trail of graceful and elegant shadows.

At this moment, people in the town also started a new day.

Many people were hurrying through the streets, some walking carefully with umbrellas in hand, some simply walking quickly in raincoats.

Although the rain was heavy, no one looked sad, perhaps because they were used to such changeable weather.

Occasionally, you can hear the cheerful sounds of children playing from somewhere in the corner, bringing a touch of life and vitality to this gloomy day.

As time went by, the rain gradually weakened and finally stopped.

The sun smiled again, and the warm and soft sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on the earth.

At this moment, a dazzling rainbow appeared above the town, spanning the sky and putting a perfect end to the heavy rain.

The town is more fresh and beautiful after the rain, everything is full of vitality, presenting a peaceful and beautiful picture.

In a corner of the town, under the beautiful blue sky and lush green mountains, there is an inconspicuous but elegant house.

Ning Yao is a young woman with outstanding appearance and refined temperament, but she is not satisfied with the status quo and has a dream of becoming a master of swordsmanship.

In order to achieve this goal, Ning Yao decided to create a sword technique of her own, for which she put in unimaginable effort and persistence.

Whenever night falls, when most people are immersed in sweet dreams, Ning Yao has already gotten up and gone to his own yard to start a day of practice.

At first, she looked for inspiration from the basic swordsmanship she had practiced for many years, and combined it with her understanding of various styles and moves to try again and again, trying to extract the most essential parts.

But this road is not easy. Many times she will fall into a bottleneck period and cannot break through the current stage no matter how hard she tries.

Faced with such a dilemma, Ning Yao did not choose to give up, but continued to calm down and conduct in-depth research.

She consulted a large number of ancient books and documents, and carefully analyzed the classic sword techniques left by her predecessors, trying to comprehend more of the essence from them.

At the same time, Ning Yao did not forget to conduct field investigations, visiting experts in various places and humbly seeking advice in order to obtain valuable suggestions.

By constantly accumulating experience and knowledge, she gained a deeper understanding of swordsmanship.

Finally one day, when the sun shone through the treetops into the courtyard, Ning Yao once again stood in the center of the familiar practice field. This time, she closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift with the breeze.

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly opened her eyes, revealing unprecedented determination and confidence. Ning Yao lightly raised the sword in her hand, and the whole person seemed to be connected to some mysterious power between heaven and earth.

Her movements were as natural as flowing water, and every move and every style contained infinite variations.

The tip of the sword drew graceful arcs in the air, accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, and the air seemed to be filled with an indescribable rhythmic beauty.

In this way, Ning Yao poured his heart and soul into every detail and created a unique new sword technique.

This set of sword techniques not only inherits the essence of traditional swordsmanship, but also incorporates many novel and unique features.

More importantly, it is in full conformity with Ning Yao's own characteristics and style, truly achieving the unity of man and sword.

With hard study and practice day after day, Ning Yao's mastery of the new sword technique became more and more proficient, and its power became stronger and stronger.

Ever since Ning Yao created her own sword technique, she has been eager to compete with a true master to test her own achievements.

And in her heart, the most suitable candidate is Li Chengqian.

So, taking advantage of a sunny day, Ning Yao visited with great anticipation.

The two agreed to have the competition in an open area in the suburbs. Li Chengqian was seen holding a long sword, smiling, and looking calm;

Ning Yao held his sword tightly, his eyes focused and full of fighting spirit. With an order, the two attacked each other almost at the same time.

Ning Yao was the first to perform the first move of the sword technique he created. The tip of the sword drew a beautiful arc in the air, pointing directly at Li Chengqian's throat.

However, this experienced and skilled opponent easily resolved the attack by just slightly turning sideways, and then swung his sword backhand, and the long sword instantly turned into a cold light and went straight to Ning Yao's chest.

Faced with such a swift and fierce counterattack, Ning Yao did not panic, but quickly adjusted his posture and used the defensive skills in his swordsmanship to successfully resist the attack.

Then, she took the initiative again, using several new moves in succession, trying to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

Although Li Chengqian always had the upper hand, Ning Yao still caused considerable trouble to his opponent with his agility and unique swordsmanship.

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, both sides finally stopped.

Li Chengqian nodded approvingly, and Ning Yao sincerely thanked the other party for giving him such a valuable learning opportunity.

Through this exchange, she deeply realized that she still has many shortcomings that need to be improved, and clarified the direction of future efforts.

"How about you give it a name?" Ning Yao said while eating pastries.

The pastries were made by Zhigui and they tasted good.

The exquisite pastries are placed in the center of the white porcelain plate, like a work of art.

It is a light goose yellow in color, with a layer of fine powdered sugar sprinkled on the surface, sparkling with an attractive luster under the light.

The cake is also decorated with a few slices of fresh fruits and nuts, which are brightly colored and well-arranged, and pleasing to the eye.

Take a light bite, the crust is crispy and the inside is soft, the rich layers of texture are unforgettable.

(End of this chapter)