The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 2916 - 2891: Talent!

Lin Bai spent an entire day in the courtyard, teaching Long Beibei to practice Sword.

By the end of the day, Long Beibei had been hit by Lin Bai no less than several hundred times, leaving hundreds of bloody marks on her body.

At dusk, Lin Bai said, "All right, that’s it for today. Come again Tomorrow!"

Long Beibei lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you, Master! Then I’ll head back first."

With that, Long Beibei jogged out of Lin Bai’s courtyard, as if fleeing for her life.

Long Beibei knew full well in her heart that Lin Bai’s training was far more harsh than that of those Masters on Tianchu Peak!

"Her Sword Art really is a complete mess!"

Lin Bai shook his head slightly.

"Her father is to blame too. He invited so many Masters to teach her, and she learned a bit of everything. It’s all a jumble, hard to amount to anything." Lin Bai shook his head as he spoke.

"But at least she’s willing to endure hardship!"

"And she has a pure child’s heart!"

"That much is actually quite good!"

Lin Bai chuckled softly.

The Night passed without incident. Lin Bai rested for the Night and also thought through how he would teach Long Beibei.

Early the next morning, not long after Zhao Yue left the residence, Long Beibei came again.

Only this time, there seemed to be far fewer bloody marks on Long Beibei’s body. She must have used some kind of medicine last Night, which improved her injuries a great deal.

As always, Long Beibei climbed over the wall to come in. Her delicate little Face beamed with a grin as she walked up to Lin Bai and called out, "Master, I’m here!"

Lin Bai sat on the threshold and said with a smile, "Since you’re here, bring out yesterday’s assignment and practice it first. Let’s see if you’ve forgotten anything!"

"First is holding the Sword!"

"Then slash, chop, crash, flick, parry, wash, cut, stab, stir, press, hook, cloud—go through them in order!"

Lin Bai said calmly.

"Okay, okay!" Long Beibei nodded, agreeing with all her might.

She drew her Longsword and began to practice.

"Wrong!"

"Wrong again!"

"The stab is... not bad!"

"The hook—wrong!"

"The slash—wrong again!"

"Stupid, too stupid!"

Watching Long Beibei practice Sword before him, Lin Bai forced down his anger, swung the tree branch in his hand, and struck Long Beibei’s body.

Every blow left Long Beibei in visible pain, tears welling in her eyes.

"Looks like you won’t be able to learn anything else these days. If in this one month you can cultivate Basic Sword Skill to perfection, that will already be good enough!"

"Continue!"

Lin Bai said, hating iron for not becoming steel.

Watching Long Beibei practice Sword in front of him, Lin Bai couldn’t help but recall how, when he himself cultivated Basic Sword Skill in the beginning, it had never been this taxing; he could take almost every move and stance to its limit with ease.

Could this be what they call talent?

Talent had always been something illusory and vague; it was a Warrior’s comprehension and application of what was in his hands.

Take Lin Bai, for example. The moment he picked up a Sword, Basic Sword Skill almost needed no Cultivation at all; he could wield it skillfully as if it were instinct.

Or take another example: even though Lin Bai had obtained the "Great Demon’s Pill Path Memory," his understanding and application in Dan Dao were still those of a Layman. Although he could refine quite a few Elixir Pills, in the end he still couldn’t wield them with true proficiency.

Perhaps this was the reason for talent.

It was obvious that Long Beibei’s talent in Sword Art naturally could not compare to Lin Bai’s; she was even much weaker than other Warriors.

In other words, what Long Beibei was most suited for was being a pampered young lady, not a Sword Cultivator.

"Wrong!"

"Wrong again!"

"Too stupid!"

These few phrases were almost all Lin Bai said repeatedly to Long Beibei that day.

Although faced with Lin Bai’s scolding, Long Beibei did not give up; each time, she strove to reach the perfection in Lin Bai’s heart.

Yet in Lin Bai’s eyes, for her Sword Skill to reach that perfection was almost too difficult—practically impossible!

time passed day by day.

Every day Long Beibei came to Lin Bai’s place to Cultivate.

Each time she came, she wore the innocent, guileless smile of a young girl.

But each time she left, her whole body was covered in wounds, with tears hanging on her Face.

Yet she still never gave up.

She truly persisted for more than twenty days.

During these twenty-some days, every single day she came here to Lin Bai to Cultivate Sword Skill, and what Lin Bai taught was always Basic Sword Skill!

...

On this particular morning—

Lin Bai sat on the threshold, waiting for Long Beibei to arrive.

He didn’t even ask about anything when Zhao Yue left the residence.

It was as if Lin Bai had already grown fond of Long Beibei coming every day to Cultivate.

Sitting on the threshold, waiting for Long Beibei, Lin Bai smiled at Lin Ye and said, "Lin Ye, have you noticed that over these twenty-some days of instruction, her Sword Skill seems to have improved quite a bit!"

"Today should be about the right time to teach her some actual Sword Skill."

Lin Bai said with a faint smile.

Lin Ye stood behind Lin Bai, listening carefully to him speak, but he seemed not to understand and did not respond.

Lin Ye then picked up a huge wooden stake from the ground and stood before Lin Bai.

He hugged the wooden stake, which was nearly a hundred meters long, raised it high, and chopped it down fiercely toward the ground in front of him.

Rumble—

The whole courtyard shuddered, dust rising everywhere.

Afterward, Lin Ye turned back and gave Lin Bai a smile.

Lin Bai stared at Lin Ye in surprise and said, "Lin Ye, your ’slash’ from Basic Sword Skill is quite good. When did you practice that?"

Lin Bai was a bit surprised. When Lin Ye had just now lifted the wooden stake and slashed down, his posture and technique had almost reached the perfect State of Basic Sword Skill.

After a brief thought, Lin Bai said in astonishment, "Could it be that during this period when I was teaching Long Beibei to Cultivate, you were watching on the side and learned as well?"

"Is your talent in Sword Art really that high?"

Lin Bai looked at Lin Ye, somewhat shocked.

Lin Ye seemed not to understand Lin Bai’s words. He hugged the wooden stake and continuously shifted it around in front of Lin Bai.

Move after move of Basic Sword Skill flowed from his hands: slash, chop, crash, flick, parry, wash, cut, stab, stir, press, hook, cloud—each move executed to a perfect State.

Watching Lin Ye use Basic Sword Skill, Lin Bai laughed and said, "Heh, I thought you were a fist practitioner, but I didn’t expect you to have such great talent in Sword Art as well!"

"Heh, that’s for the best. In the future, when I teach Long Beibei, you can watch from the side too. Learn as much as you can!"

Lin Bai laughed.

Watching Lin Ye practice in the courtyard with the enormous wooden stake, Lin Bai could hardly pick out any flaws.

Every move of Basic Sword Skill was executed to the peak of perfection.

Watching Lin Ye practice Sword, time gradually slipped by. When Lin Bai came back to his senses and looked up at the sky, he said in a cold voice, "Hm? What’s going on today? It’s already Noon, why hasn’t Long Beibei come yet?"

Lin Bai felt this was slightly Strange.

He waited a while longer, but still did not see any sign of Long Beibei.

Previously, there had been a few days when Long Beibei didn’t come here to Lin Bai to Cultivate, but each time she personally ran over to say that her Family had matters to attend to and she couldn’t Cultivate that day.

Never once had there been a day like today, when she simply didn’t come without any reason.

"Come, Lin Ye, to Tianchu Peak!" After waiting another Half an hour, with the sun high in the sky, Lin Bai’s expression darkened. He led Lin Ye out of the residence and headed straight for Tianchu Peak.

Long Beibei had mentioned before that she was currently living on Tianchu Peak with the Masters who were teaching her.