Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 375 Imperial Edict? Let's write one for him!
Ren Shaoyang was happy and called the waiter over.

"Three more jars of wine, one jar each!"

"okay!"

"Wait a minute!" Ren Shaoyang said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'm buying everything at Yanyu Tower."

The waiter nodded and bowed repeatedly, giving a thumbs-up: "Young Master Ren is so generous!"

After the waiter went downstairs, Ren Shaoyang turned to the beggar and asked, "What's the specific situation with Emperor Qinzong?"

"They say he killed Niu Gao's horse after getting drunk." Hongxiu twirled a broad bean into her mouth and laughed, "Niu Gao had been suffering from his wrath these past few days, and in a fit of drunkenness, he pulled him off his horse and threw him to his death."

"Tsk tsk!"

Ren Shaoyang was filled with emotion: "Originally, with Zhao Ji's 'precious talent' as a precedent, I didn't have much ill feelings towards this old guy. But now it seems that he is also a person who knew how to die."

“That’s right!” Hongxiu laughed. “If I were under Commander Yue’s command, I would have nine ways to kill him, nine ways!”

"Sigh, Niu Gao handled this matter rather carelessly." Ren Shaoyang put down his wine cup and sighed, "He insisted on doing it himself, didn't that just give others a handle to attack Commander Yue?"

"what is it now?"

Ren Shaoyang got up and turned around, then suddenly said, "Little beggar, write this down, I'll do it."

"Write it yourself!"

"Oh dear, it's always been you who wrote this! My handwriting is different."

Helpless, Hongxiu had no choice but to take out a blank imperial edict from her sleeve and scolded, "I think you're treating me like the head of the Eastern Depot."

"He who can do it should work harder!"

The little beggar licked the pen tip, spread out the imperial edict, and shouted, "Speak!"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, “I have inherited the Mandate of Heaven and wielded the imperial power. With the succession now established, I am deeply saddened by the humiliation of the Northern Expedition that has not yet been avenged, and the people of the Central Plains still suffering. Now, Yue Fei, leading loyal and brave men, has directly broken through Huanglong, recovered the old capital, and welcomed back the coffin of Emperor Jingkang. His achievements are outstanding and will resound throughout history. I deeply admire him.”

"Mmm." Ding'an nodded. "Even though I don't understand it, it sounds amazing!"

Hongxiu wrinkled her nose and said, "We've set the tone first, that's fine."

Ren Shaoyang continued, “However, the Imperial Uncle, Emperor Qinzong, had been confined to a remote region for a long time, and his health was failing. Unfortunately, he caught a cold and fell from his horse, passing away. Although it was fate, were you, who accompanied him, not negligent? Although I wish to reward those who have rendered meritorious service, I cannot ignore the principles of propriety. However, the Imperial Uncle was of advanced age and high virtue, and had encountered many hardships. His passing was not due to any fault in battle. You need not blame yourselves too much, but should be vigilant and reflect on your mistakes in order to continue his loyal service.”

"Haha, pick it up high, then put it down gently."

Ren Shaoyang said, "With the official explanation, no one can say anything!"

"That's true." Hongxiu wrote furiously. "How do we wrap this up?"

"Now that the merits and demerits are clear, I will not let a single fault overshadow your great virtues. You should all take heed, never Don't forget your ambition to restore the country, and ultimately earn a reputation for loyalty and righteousness. This proclamation is hereby issued, so that all within and outside the country may know."

"It's done!"

After finishing the last stroke, Hongxiu casually snapped her fingers.

In no time, the sound of footsteps going upstairs could be heard.

A young man with long, flowing hair and a wild, untamed look came upstairs.

He was dressed in a light robe and loose belt, with a long sword at his waist, looking rather unconventional yet extremely dashing.

The young man stepped forward: "Zhuo Zangfeng greets Sword God Ren, Sister Hongxiu, and the Sword Emperor!"

"You're Zhuo Zangfeng?" Ren Shaoyang looked at him with interest. "Qiu Shui's disciple?"

Zhuo Zangfeng raised his two heroic eyebrows, his bright eyes staring straight at him, and said loudly, "Exactly!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "We haven't seen Qiu Shui for several years. He has taken on a good apprentice."

Hongxiu looked at him with great curiosity, feeling that the young man was imposing and extraordinary, so she laughed and said, "You're quite arrogant, kid."

Zhuo Zangfeng laughed and said, "I dare not be arrogant in front of the three of you."

"what."

Hongxiu chuckled and handed him the imperial edict.

Zhuo Zangfeng accepted it respectfully with both hands, not daring to be negligent.

"Hurry up and deliver the imperial edict to the Grand Tutor's residence," Hongxiu said calmly. "Grand Tutor Liang naturally knows how to do it."

"Yes!"

Zhuo Zangfeng bowed his head in agreement, but just as he was about to turn around, he paused and looked up at Ren Shaoyang.

Ren Shaoyang looked at his square face and smiled, "Is there anything else?"

“Sword God Ren, for some reason, I feel this is the last time I will see you.”

"Oh? So?"

"Zang Feng doesn't want any regrets." Zhuo Zang Feng stuffed the imperial edict into his robes and bowed deeply. "I want to test my sword skills with you!"

"Wow, you're really pretty arrogant!" Ding'an patted his belly and laughed heartily.

Ren Shaoyang also laughed and said, "You are indeed honest."

“Before the Sword God, Zang Feng dared not deceive.”

"Alright then." Ren Shaoyang raised his hand and beckoned, "You make your move."

Zhuo Zangfeng raised an eyebrow and asked, "Isn't the Sword God going to get up?"

"You're quite good," Ren Shaoyang said with a smile, holding his wine glass. "But you're only 'quite good'."

Zhuo Zangfeng's facial muscles twitched, and he said, "In that case, please forgive this junior for being so rude!"

Knowing full well that the white-robed man possessed unparalleled supernatural abilities, he dared not be negligent. He drew his long sword from his waist, stepped forward, and instantly thrust five times.

Ren Shaoyang held a wine cup in one hand and used the other hand to strike with his palm, repeatedly clashing with the longsword. Strangely, despite the fierce clash, not a single sound was made.

Zhuo Zangfeng felt that his sword touched something both empty and unreal, and also a sticky, heavy, and strange force. Startled, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and floated around him, raining down swords, all of which were his most proud moves.

Seeing Zhuo Zangfeng's sword light flashing and disappearing in an unpredictable manner, Hongxiu couldn't help but exclaim, "What excellent swordsmanship! What imposing power!"

Ding An couldn't help but nod and say, "It looks very neat and skillful; it is indeed excellent swordsmanship."

As the two were talking, Zhuo Zangfeng had a lot of unspeakable suffering.

He channeled all his energy, constantly urging his sword qi forward, and the rainbow-like sword light illuminated the entire Misty Rain Pavilion in a crimson glow.

Amidst the flashing swords, Ren Shaoyang, holding a wine cup in his left hand, sat motionless, using only his right index finger to launch attacks—sometimes close-range, sometimes distant, and sometimes even casually flicking his finger around Ren Shaoyang's tiger's mouth.

Zhuo Zangfeng felt as if an invisible, viscous force was constantly binding and pressing down on him. As the fierce battle dragged on, the strange force gradually grew heavier, eventually becoming unbearable.

He knew that there was a big gap between him and Ren Shaoyang, but he did not expect the gap to be so big.

But Zhuo Zangfeng was also an arrogant man, and he was unwilling to surrender. He immediately shouted and thrust his sword forward. The sword was extremely slow, but under the impetus of his internal energy, it reflected a red light throughout the building.

Hongxiu and Ding'an both felt a sudden flash of light before their eyes, as if a sword was about to strike them, with no way to dodge. They couldn't help but shout in unison, "Wow, that's amazing!"

Ren Shaoyang also found it impressive, and immediately straightened his expression, pointing horizontally.

when!
Suddenly, Zhuo Zangfeng shouted, and his long sword flew out of his hand, crashing through the roof with a crack and soaring straight into the sky.

Ren Shaoyang knocked the longsword out of his hand, then casually reached out, his robe sleeves billowing, and pressed down on his chest.

This sleeve is so magnificent that even the Venerable Master Da Ku, the creator of the "Great Brahma Banner," would have to admit his inferiority upon seeing it.

Zhuo Zangfeng was naturally unable to resist, and with a whoosh, he flew out of the Misty Rain Pavilion like a shooting star.

That wasn't the end of it. As he flew through the air and his soul chased after him, he suddenly saw a sword light flying diagonally towards him.

Clang!
The long sword disappeared into its sheath at his waist, fitting perfectly as if by magic.

Zhuo Zangfeng stared in disbelief and couldn't help but shout, "Really?" Before he could finish speaking, he landed lightly on the embankment table.

He recalled how Ren Shaoyang had sent him flying dozens of feet with just a flick of his finger and a wave of his hand, and had even returned his longsword. The force, whether light or heavy, high or low, fast or slow, was perfectly controlled. Such supernatural abilities truly made Zhuo Zangfeng question his life.

Ren Shaoyang shaded his eyes with his hand, gazing in the direction Zhuo Zangfeng had flown away. Seeing him leave looking dejected, he clapped his hands and laughed, "All done, that's a wrap."

"Ha, let's go too." Hongxiu got up to pay the bill.

Ding'an, carrying a jar of fine wine, followed closely behind: "Where are we going next?"

"Where do you want to go?" Ren Shaoyang asked in return.

Ding An thought for a moment and said, "I want to find some good materials to work with the damaged dagger and reforge the prosthetic hand."

The little beggar said, "If only we still had the 'Meishan Iron Essence,' with its amazing flexibility and high endurance, you wouldn't have to break your hand every time you change your martial arts world."

"Hey, this is my 'persona'!" Ding An said self-deprecatingly.

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely build you a better prosthetic hand." He patted his chest confidently, "I definitely will!"

Ding An grinned and nodded vigorously: "Mmm!"

“Oh, right,” Hongxiu said, raising her hand. “Crippled man, could you get ‘Hidden Dragon’ for the man with the broken hand?”

"A hidden dragon?!"

Ding An's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but sit up straight. "Is it the expert you mentioned, Liang Xiao, who designed the world-destroying weapon? Has he finished the prosthetic version?"

"I am not sure."

Ren Shaoyang said that the three of them went downstairs, got on a donkey cart, and sped off towards the outskirts of the city.

"But I can try to get it over there."

Ding'an eagerly exclaimed, "Yes, yes! This is something we can discuss properly!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "But if this thing is not handled properly, it could destroy cities and the world."

Ding An paused for a moment, then stammered, "I'm not a demon!"

"Wow, I have an idea!" the little beggar exclaimed. "The three of us can create a combo attack!"

"Tell me!" *2
"When Ding'an unleashed 'Burning City in Flames'," Hongxiu clapped her hands and laughed, "I used the 'Sleeve Divine Blade' technique to use Shaoyang's Dragon Capture as a crossbow, and then shot Ding'an out!"

Ding An was stunned: "I've become a weapon too?"

Ren Shaoyang thought to himself, "Am I a missile launcher? If the Hidden Blade can kill enemies from hundreds of miles away, then isn't Ding'an an intercontinental ballistic missile?"

"Damn, this is really intimidating!"

As the donkey cart drove further and further away, Hongxiu continued chattering away, while Ren Shaoyang and Ding'an discussed the feasibility of this plan.

In April, the spring scenery in Jiangnan is magnificent. The sunlight shines on the donkey cart, giving this legendary war chariot a thin layer of gold.

Lopsided.

In Ren Shaoyang's eyes, lines of text slowly appeared.

[Peerless Dungeon: Summit of Mount Tai (Survive the siege of Yue Zhiyang and Liang Siqin.)]

[Reward: Divine Skill Spinning Wheel]

【Zhou Tian Liu Huo Gong】

【Innate Body-Breaking Formless Sword Qi】

【The Heavenly Gang Sword Finger Technique】

【Kinnara Fist】

【The Sword of Wind and Moon】

【The Everlasting Sword】
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P.S.: Dear godfathers, could you please provide some suitable martial arts techniques based on Xiao Ren's current martial arts system? Thank you!
(End of this chapter)