I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!

"Our cultivation levels differ, so let's compete with our swordsmanship."

Ning Xue surveyed the small figure opposite her, and couldn't help but recall what Gu Tiangang had instructed earlier.

'Within Xingwu Academy, all are noble youths with exceptional talents.'

'Among them, there are a few you need to focus on teaching.'

'One is Du Yanqing, Heir to the Prince Zhenbei, born under a prestigious sign, naturally filled with purple qi, very suitable for the inheritance of The Path of the Grand Void.'

'The second is Gongye Shou, Heir to the King of the Southern Garrison, with a unique constitution...'

'And the last one, also the main reason why the sect specifically tasked you to come here—Chen Yi!'

Upon hearing this, Ning Xue could feel Gu Tiangang's delight; was there even a hint of pride?

'Why?'

'A child who could glimpse the Sword Intent at the age of three is something I've only read about in the sect's ancient texts.'

'The highest talent in Sword Dao, for at least a thousand years, is only your Master, who started at the age of five, achieved Small Success at seven, and reached Sword Dao Great Success at fifteen...'

Thinking of this, Ning Xue returned her sword to its sheath, placed her hand on the hilt, and bowed slightly, actually performing a sword salute.

This much formality?

Chen Yi's eyes twitched momentarily, compelled to return the salute reluctantly.

It seems his earlier guess was correct; the Ancient Tao viewed him differently, likely because it discovered his swordsmanship proficiency.

Anyway, it couldn't possibly be due to being a Late Bloomer in talent.

But he was only three years old, just three and a half feet tall, and significantly lacked in physical strength.

Is this kind of competition really appropriate?

Helpless.

"Be careful."

In the flash of a momentary glance, Ning Xue's longsword was already drawn from its scabbard.

The crisp sound of the sword and her warning voice reached Chen Yi's ears only after she already moved.

Clang!

Chen Yi did not dare to take her initiation lightly, and he used the nimble strength to intercept the strike with his Spring Rain Sword drawn.

He knew.

Even without Ning Xue using True Qi to enhance her Sword Qi, the body that practiced sword dance all year round was much stronger than his.

Therefore, brute force could not be the answer!

Ning Xue did not stop; her wrist flipped without hesitation, and during the crossover step, her longsword thrust downward.

"The Hidden Sword Style?"

Chen Yi recognized the sword technique she was using, it was one of those he had previously practiced.

He secretly thought: despite her cautionary words, Mr. Ning didn't seem to take it seriously.

This way, she was going to suffer a big loss!

Shortly after, Chen Yi's sword moved with his body.

Breakthrough!

Ning Xue's eyes narrowed, and she instinctively tapped the tip of her foot, rapidly retreating.

She couldn't help but speak out, "What was that sword just now?"

Chen Yi knew she recognized the power of that strike—if she hadn't avoided it, his sword would certainly break through her longsword and pierce her throat.

With a small smile on his face, he spoke, "Mr. Ning, if we're only comparing swordsmanship, I should be able to hold on for a while."

The implication being: Please go ahead with your swordplay, there's no need to hold back!

Hold on?

Ning Xue thought of the instant of hair-raising crisis and her gaze landed on the Spring Rain Sword in Chen Yi's hand.

She had seen plenty of swords without guards, even sparred and battled their wielders.

Regardless of their proficiency in Sword Dao, unless there was a huge gap, their swordplay styles were mostly aggressive with no defense.

He's so young, and yet he's the same?

As for the surrounding children, they had been shocked by the scene, their eyes wide open.

Even though they might not understand, or perhaps they didn't see clearly, they knew that just now, Chen Yi had pushed back the beautiful Mr. Ning with a single strike.

"Brother Yi, you're amazing!"

Du Yanqing watched Chen Yi with growing excitement and a much more fervent look in his eyes.

He hadn't expected that Chen Yi, who spent every day with them, would possess such swordsmanship without any fanfare.

"This guy, he's really something, keeping even us in the dark," Du Yan grumbled, pouting.

"It's not like that, Brother Yi just," Lin Xueru subconsciously explained, "just likes the quiet."

The young girl did not yet understand the difference between "quiet," "low-key," and "concealing one's skills," simply thinking Brother Yi didn't want to be disturbed.

However, with this thought, Lin Xueru suddenly contemplated something else.

Now that Brother Yi had revealed his swordsmanship, does that make the incident that night still a little secret between the two of them?

If Chen Yi knew this was what she was thinking, he would probably not know whether to laugh or to cry.

Yet at this moment, he couldn't be bothered with it all.

Having decided to make a move, he would no longer consider how to hide his clumsiness.

After all, it's only about talent in swordsmanship, not Sword Qi or Sword Intent.

A too clumsy performance would not only be looked down upon, but also make people think he's too cunning for his young age.

Instead, it is better to reveal one's edge straightforwardly!

"Mr. Ning, be careful."

This time, Chen Yi made the first move.

However, compared to Ning Xue with her gorgeous movement technique, he used a more direct Sword Step.

He stepped forward!

The small figure, holding the sword with both hands without any embellishment, thrust upward, striking directly at Ning Xue's face.

Clang.

Ning Xue abandoned her previous belittlement, took a subtle step, and while sidestepping, her sword aimed towards the hilt of the Spring Rain Sword.

To be precise, at Chen Yi's hands.

"Eh?"

Chen Yi's surprise was not at Ning Xue's dodge, but at the slashing sword she struck with.

On the tip of the sword, there was a lingering afterimage, making it hard to guess where the sword strike would land.

However, it was just that little bit of showiness.

Chen Yi redirected his sword momentum, his figure suddenly turned, and the Spring Rain Sword reached its target before being fully unleashed.

Fast!

Extremely fast!

As if the entire sword had hidden within another dimension, it appeared abruptly!

By the time Ning Xue realized something was amiss, her neck was already fixed upon the sword tip.

In that moment, time seemed to stop.

Ning Xue slightly widened her eyes, incredulously looking at the motionless sword blade, and Chen Yi, who was holding the longsword.

After a while, she turned around to sheathe her sword and calmly stated: "I've lost."

"Mr. Ning, thank you for allowing this."

Chen Yi sheathed his sword and respectfully bowed, without showing excessive joy over his victory.

That sword strike just now, he had taken advantage of a trick.

He had used a sword technique even more misleading than Ning Xue's vibrating sword tip.

With such a result, he was not surprised.

"Hurrah—"

Now, the surrounding children could no longer sit still.

They stood up, looked at the two in the center, some shocked, some excitedly shouting.

Even royal relatives Wei Letian and Wei Xiaoyun were excitedly clapping their hands, exclaiming how formidable it was.

"Brother Yi, you actually defeated Mr. Ning?"

"Still calling Brother Yi? Call him Master!"

"Who would have thought Mr. Ning would be defeated by Chen Yi, how could he be so powerful?"

Seeing the children around him making a fuss, and Ning Xue not stopping them, Chen Yi spoke up to explain:

"You can't say that, actually, Mr. Ning let me win."

"It's only a comparison of swordsmanship, if it's about cultivation in Sword Dao, I am nowhere near Mr. Ning."

However, such explanations were obviously ineffective. The voices only paused for a moment, and then the children continued to praise him.

In their simple understanding, winning means winning, losing means losing.

What is not enough cultivation, swordsmanship, or swordsmanship, are all not direct enough.

"Today's lesson ends here, come back tomorrow."

Ning Xue pursed her lips and after speaking, she turned to walk away.

However, her slightly panicked steps made it clear that she was not as calm as she appeared to be.

She was defeated by a three-year-old child...

"Eh?"

Chen Yi watched her retreating figure, secretly wondering if he had gone too far.

Or perhaps, should he have let her deliver a few more strikes?

However, before he could finish thinking, Du Yanqing and others who couldn't wait any longer, rushed up.

Surrounding him excitedly, shouting and making a lot of noise.

Helpless, Chen Yi could only join them in their madness.

After all, he had anticipated such a scenario when he chose to reveal a hint of his edge this time.

But, this is also good.

There wasn't much time left before he went to the Path of the Grand Void, and he could afford to display a bit of his talent.

He just didn't know what kind of reaction those people would have after learning about this event?