Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapters 124, 123, 124, and 125: A Dragon Transforms Upon Encountering Wind and Cloud (Three Chapters Combined)

PS: Some friends said that each chapter is too short and it's not satisfying to read, as if one chapter is split into three.

Okay, I'll combine the three chapters into one, reducing the number of chapters but not the number of words. Any extra chapters will be added in terms of word count.

I watched it all in one go, so don't say it's too short.

It just launched, so I'm playing it safe first. I'm worried that if I write too much, the plot will become padded and uninteresting. Let's stabilize the base first, and then we'll fight a long-term battle...

……

"please."

When Yue Lingfeng finally made his move, he was completely different from his usual relaxed and smiling demeanor.

He pointed his sword diagonally to his side, and with his left hand extended forward, he executed the move "Welcoming the Immortal Guest."

His eyes were deep and profound, and his aura was deep and composed, giving him the air of a great master.

Clearly, they already regarded Lu Wubing, their newly joined junior brother, as a true rival.

"please!"

Lu Wubing held the sword hilt with both hands behind his back, cupped his hands at his sides to show respect to his senior and ask for guidance, refusing to make the first move.

The two finished their greetings.

Without any warning, Yue Lingfeng's longsword, which was pointing diagonally at the ground, was blown away by the wind and turned into snowflakes.

A glint of cold light had already transformed from a horizontal line into a point, striking Lu Wubing's wrist.

Quick, agile, and unpredictable.

Lu Wubing felt that no matter which move he used or which direction he attacked from, he would be hit by this sword light.

The eldest brother made a move with his sword, and then surprisingly had three or four hidden variations.

"Excellent swordsmanship."

He sighed with excitement, feeling his sword fighting experience rapidly increasing from the very beginning.

Before he could even process what was happening, the longsword in his hand rose up like a serpent, transforming into a thin white ray of light that pierced Yue Lingfeng's right shoulder.

To strike later but arrive first, to counter attack with attack.

"It's so fast."

As the sword pierced his shoulder with lightning speed, Yue Lingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He finally understood why this junior brother was able to pass all four trials in one go on his first attempt at entering the Ancestral Master's Cave.

Where is the trickery involved?
It's about hard power.

This sword technique, "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun," prioritizes intention and strikes with lightning speed. Although it appears to have no variation, there is no need for variation.

At the very last moment, even with his masterful swordsmanship that allowed him to anticipate the enemy's moves, he almost couldn't react in time.

He pointed his sword halfway through, then could only retract his arm and twist his wrist, drawing three arcs in front of him to lightly deflect the rainbow of light with great difficulty.

Taking another half step forward, a sword light suddenly appeared, transforming into a waterfall of light that surged back from beneath his feet to attack the enemy.

【Three Rings Encircling the Moon】followed by 【Waves Rising on the Calm Lake】.

Yue Lingfeng's three moves, two offensive and one defensive, each only half a move... were connected together as if the three moves were originally one move, without the slightest delay.

The sword light flashed and twisted, howling and tearing the wind, creating a winding shadow in everyone's eyes.

'Truly a rare swordsmanship prodigy.'

Lu Wubing felt immense pressure and a thought struck him: he wanted to try a few more moves.

The next move, "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun," was held back and no longer thrust out.

He took a half step back, his sword light slashing downwards and turning into "Autumn Leaves in Front of the Hall," deflecting his senior brother's counter-attack. He then took a step to the side, enveloped by "Light Clouds Obscuring the Moon."

To be honest, the two of them had roughly the same level of understanding of the basic sword technique, the "Thirteen Deadly Forms," ​​and were both at the peak of the mastery level.

It's just one step away from great success.

Lu Wubing's strength lies in his rapier technique, "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun," which has long surpassed this category.

If it were truly a life-or-death struggle, he would naturally use every means at his disposal, unleashing the full power of his perfected Thunder Sound Sword Style. His senior brother would find it difficult to withstand, and would likely perish under his sword in just a few moves.

On the one hand, the sect leader specifically instructed that it was best not to reveal one's true strength or weakness before the Three Sects Grand Competition.

On the other hand, the outcome of the sword sparring match with Yue Lingfeng during morning practice was actually irrelevant.

The important thing is to improve one's combat awareness, sword selection and connection, and to hone and break through the many other sword techniques that have not yet broken through the realm.

Therefore, he patiently engaged in a duel with his senior brother, who was known as a prodigy.

Let's really try to break down a few of these tactics.

Lu Wubing suddenly realized that professional players are indeed professional players.

Yue Lingfeng practiced swordsmanship from a young age, and his thoughts were always on swords. He had an extremely accurate judgment about which sword technique to use in which situation.

Whether it's using a full move, a half move, or a variation, and how it's coordinated with body shape and footwork, everything is refined to the millimeter.

It looks ever-changing and full of spirit.

In comparison, my own moves and techniques seemed stiff and rigid.

He may have reached a high level in swordsmanship, but his combat awareness was lacking.

From the very beginning, they were at a disadvantage.

Ding……

Lu Wubing saw the sword light before him like falling leaves, fluttering and slashing towards him, appearing in front of him one moment and then behind the next...

Yue Lingfeng had launched a full-scale attack, namely the "Flying Flowers Under the Leaves" technique, one of the Hundred Thousand Slashes.

Sword light scattered.

The possibilities are endless...

Lu Wubing couldn't even predict what move his opponent would follow up with next.

The thirteen sword moves flowed through his mind one by one...

He was about to use [Shadowless Step] to deflect the sword blade that was slashing at his chest when he unconsciously took a quick step forward, and the sword light transformed into a waterfall of light that swept past his side.

Surprisingly, amidst endless pressure, he first stepped into the Great Completion Realm with the [Sword Slash] technique.

The sword strikes silently, yet its speed nearly doubles.

The sword technique became ingrained in his very bones and soul; countless memories of sword practice suddenly empowered him…

At this moment, Lu Wubing's swordsmanship was much faster than his mind. He naturally switched from defense to offense and cut in front of his opponent.

wow...

Like a flood overflowing a long dike.

As the tide rose and fell, Yue Lingfeng's relentless offensive suddenly ceased.

As if seeing a ghost, they flew backward.

A chill swept across my brow, and I almost couldn't dodge it in time.

This interrupted his relentless offensive.

"What a brilliant move, 'Drunken Universe'!"

Yue Lingfeng's sword light changed again, the long sword spinning in his hand as if pulled by an invisible thread, transforming into a wheel of light that slashed forward, striking Lu Wubing's ankle.

Using this as a pivot, he unleashed seventeen or eighteen sword shadows, thrusting straight and diagonally, slashing and twisting, circling around Lu Wubing's body.

Jianjian pounced first, but was caught in the prelude to Lu Wubing's move.

However, he had already used the advanced sword technique he had practiced for seven years, the [Tian Shu Sword].

With oneself as the pivot, the long sword as the stars, and the mind as the guiding light, the cycle continues endlessly.

Target weaknesses and exploit areas where the opponent's play is disjointed.

"it is good."

Lu Wubing felt exhilarated after achieving mastery of the [Sword Slash] technique.

However, they discovered that Yue Lingfeng's attack power had actually increased once again.

He was not surprised but delighted.

Repeat the Thirteen Deadly Moves several more times.

The sword light that had originally emitted sharp whistles suddenly became like a fleeting illusion.

While moving silently, each sword strike was exquisitely precise.

The remaining eleven sword techniques were successively mastered.

For a moment, he almost couldn't help but let out a long howl.

He felt a sense of clarity and ease, and all the variations of the basic sword techniques were in his mind, without a trace of doubt.

"This sword match was worth it. It saved me more than just several days of hard work. At the very least, it saved me half a month of arduous training. Most importantly, I learned the correct way to fight with swords."

Techniques are techniques, and intent is intent; swordsmanship is not merely about swordsmanship, but a combat art that utilizes one's strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

"At this moment, all my techniques have advanced to the pinnacle, reaching the level of 'perfect mastery.' What can you possibly use to fight me now, Senior Brother?"

Lu Wubing was in high spirits, his sword flashed brightly, and he launched a full-scale counterattack.

On scene.

Two figures moved in and out of the way, their swords flashing.

First, Yue Lingfeng launched a fierce attack with every sword strike... After a while, he retreated step by step, dodging left and right.

The surrounding disciples were mesmerized, unable to discern who was who amidst the ever-changing figures.

The two attacked and retreated, transforming into two balls of light and shadow, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right.

If you absolutely have to tell who is who, you can only do so by looking at their clothes.

The eldest disciple was dressed in a white robe, while Lu Wubing was dressed in a green robe.

The green shadow chased after the white shadow, its sword flashing, forcing the white shadow to run wildly all over the place.

"Why do I feel like Senior Brother is being suppressed?"

“If you remove the word ‘seems,’ he was being suppressed and beaten…” Ouyang Lan felt both gratified and saddened.

To my delight, my junior brother, whom I have taught, has made such rapid progress in swordsmanship, advancing to the level of mastery in all aspects, and even breaking through to perfection in one of his sword techniques.

Not to mention among the younger generation of disciples, even among the older generation of top-ranking masters, this level of swordsmanship is extremely rare.

Sadly, from a very young age, I saw my senior brother, who was incredibly smug and whose swordsmanship was unparalleled, far surpassing his peers.

Later on, he devoted himself to instructing his fellow disciples in swordsmanship, becoming a guiding light for everyone's martial arts.

But now...

To be honest, the eldest brother's role on the mountain was even greater than that of his parents.

He is a leader who inspires everyone to strive forward and has always been a role model for everyone to catch up with and surpass.

He is also a legend in the hearts of his disciples.

This myth is on the verge of collapse.

It was still right in front of everyone.

How can one not feel sad about this?
She was just feeling sad, but Lin Wenjing stared wide-eyed, completely blank.

It seems that the spirited figure among the wolves when I was thirteen has quietly changed.

'It wasn't an illusion after all; my junior brother is really strong.'

So strong that even the eldest disciple was suppressed and struggled desperately.

On that day, when facing the Thousand-Faced Demon, how could we have protected everyone unharmed without such swordsmanship?

……

In front of the Tianxing Hall.

Ouyang Zheng and Qin Huaiying watched quietly.

All the changes on the Sword-Asking Platform were on full display...

As the situation on the Sword-Asking Platform changed, the expressions of the two men changed from relaxed to slightly solemn.

"Should we stop them from continuing to fight?"

Qin Huaiying felt a pang of pity and asked.

Yue Lingfeng was adopted into the family when he was five years old, and has been raised for eighteen years. Although he is called a disciple, he is more like the master's son.

She still remembered that Yue Lingfeng was a skinny little beggar back then, but he didn't seem to care about his situation at all.

He's always cheerful, tugging at her clothes and calling her "Master's wife, Master's wife," showing a strong attachment to her. Sometimes, he'll even make a slip of the tongue and call her "Mother" instead.

Qin Huaiying gradually came to regard her eldest apprentice as family, often taking him down the mountain to play, buying him new clothes and toys...

The wind was strong on the mountain, and she would quietly get up at night to check if her apprentice was properly covered with his blanket.

Not only her.

Even the aloof and cold-faced Sect Leader Ouyang would lower himself and use his clumsy hands to make a few small wooden swords for the little guy.

This bond between teacher and student remained unchanged even after Ouyang Lan was born.

Watching the two little ones grow up like real siblings, happily playing on the mountain, they felt that everything was perfect and the future was full of hope.

Yue Lingfeng lived up to expectations, showing extraordinary talent from a young age.

In terms of martial arts and swordsmanship training, they never disappointed, fulfilling all their expectations.

Sometimes, the two even thought that once their eldest disciple had fully grown up, the Heavenly Star Sect would definitely become better and stronger than it is now, and would be able to restore its former glory.

With this in mind, the couple became much more tolerant of Yue Lingfeng's sometimes somewhat unrestrained and capricious attitude towards life.

After hitting and scolding, I just let things take their course.

Because they knew that their eldest disciple was straightforward and innocent by nature, but he was not mature enough and needed more time.

Perhaps one day, after experiencing a heavy blow, he will become a true senior brother who understands responsibility and can shoulder it.

The blow came faster than expected.

As a sixteen-year-old boy became a disciple.

Everything has changed.

Since Zhou Yu was born, why was Zhuge Liang born as well?

For a proud and successful genius, nothing is more painful than encountering an even more outstanding genius.

They seemed to see the pain and repression hidden deep in Yue Lingfeng's heart.

"Will this crushing defeat in front of everyone ruin his chances of recovery?"

Qin Huaiying was mainly worried about this.

Pressure is certainly a good thing, and setbacks when you're young aren't so unbearable.

Turn pressure into motivation, feel ashamed and then be courageous, and you will achieve even greater things in the future.

But she worried that too much pressure would break him.

"Don't worry about it, just observe. If he can't even overcome this small situation, how can he shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the [Young Sect Leader]? How can he face the bloodshed outside?"

A sharp glint flashed in Ouyang Zheng's eyes, and he slowly said, "Everything is determined by fate, and no one has any say in it."

With the Three Families Grand Competition imminent, as expected, the [Jin Yu Tang] and [Meng Hu Ao] families will certainly not give up easily.

Who knows what tricks they have up their sleeve? Who will have the last laugh? That will be the [Young Master].

In Ouyang Zheng's view, when facing external threats, the first thing to do is to have the ability to unite the internal forces into a cohesive whole.

If one lacks both strength and mental fortitude, and cannot even suppress internal conflicts, then dealing with the Northern Zhou Demonic Sect is out of the question.

The Ziyang Peak hurdle will be difficult to overcome.

……

"Senior Brother, I heard that your specialty is the Shadowless Sword Technique. Why don't you show it to your junior brother?"

Lu Wubing's voice was gentle.

The sword technique, however, is even more ferocious.

Each move was preemptive, forcing Yue Lingfeng to become hesitant and unable to fully utilize his swordsmanship.

He could only struggle to keep up, his forehead and back already covered in sweat.

This is normal.

To be honest, Yue Lingfeng's swordsmanship has not yet reached the mastery level. Facing a mastered swordsmanship, no matter how fast the swordsmanship changes or how well he responds, it will still be very difficult.

The difference in swordsmanship skill is like a deep chasm.

If the two were of similar cultivation level and internal strength, he would likely be defeated in just a few moves.

The current stalemate is because he has already opened up fifteen meridians, and his internal strength is so profound that he is nearly three times stronger than Lu Wubing.

One is at the peak of the fifth rank of internal energy, and the other is at the peak of the eighth rank of internal energy.

The gap is equally huge.

Therefore, Yue Lingfeng was able to hold on.

In fact, if Lu Wubing had not opened up the twenty-four meridians, his divine power would not have arisen spontaneously.

The sixth-rank external martial arts technique enhanced his own power, narrowing the power gap somewhat...

With only his peak eighth-grade internal strength and basic sword techniques at the Great Completion level, he could at most fight Yue Lingfeng to a draw, and it would be difficult for him to gain the upper hand.

Even if one's swordsmanship is at a higher level, it is still difficult to defeat a swordsman of the same genius.

Unless Lu Wubing uses swordsmanship at its perfect level, that would be a different story.

"You haven't won yet, have you?"

Yue Lingfeng is also stubborn, just like his junior sister. Even when he is in a precarious situation, he is still full of fighting spirit.

His face flushed red, and an overwhelming sense of shame nearly overwhelmed him.

With a low growl, the sword's momentum increased.

The core move of the [Tian Shu Sword], [Insightful Eyes], always allows him to maintain his last hope and leave a sliver of chance for victory.

Like a silkworm struggling in a spider web, it is desperately trying to survive.

boom……

As Lu Wubing's men intensified their efforts once again.

Three streams of energy suddenly burst forth from Yue Lingfeng's body.

A bright light suddenly peeked out from the longsword, its energy surging forth.

He forcefully shook off Lu Wubing's sword stance and broke free.

Using too much force, he opened his mouth and spat out a small mouthful of fresh food.

Lu Wubing paused slightly, stepped back, sheathed his sword, and cupped his hands, saying, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, on your breakthrough in the midst of battle, reaching the fourth rank. How about we call it a day and consolidate our cultivation first?"

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "This battle is evenly matched. Senior Brother still has the Shadowless Sword Technique that he hasn't used yet, so he must still have a backup plan. Why don't we wait until the Three Sects Grand Competition to determine who is better?"

Yue Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then sheathed his sword. He was drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through. Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Alright, I'll come and learn from your skills again, Junior Brother. However, even if I, with my fourth-rank cultivation, win the sword duel, it will be a bit unfair of me to do so."

He was forced to break through under immense pressure, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Although they lost face, they gained tangible benefits.

My feelings at that moment were a complex mix of sadness and joy.

Having just broken through to the fourth rank and opened three acupoints of the seventeenth meridian, he released his energy half a foot outward, but felt a sharp pain in his meridians as if being pricked by needles, and his whole body felt weak.

Although his internal energy broke through the bottleneck and his qi was released externally, his strength increased.

However, his meridians were subtly damaged, and his combat power decreased rather than increased in a short period of time; any movement caused him excruciating pain.

In this situation, if we were to engage in a sword fight again, I would definitely embarrass myself on the spot.

In particular, the seemingly gentle junior brother in front of them possesses swordsmanship that grows stronger with each battle, making him completely unpredictable and a truly difficult opponent.

Since his junior brother had offered him a way out, he quickly accepted it.

Otherwise, continuing the competition could easily lead to further injuries, which would be detrimental to winning the Three Sects Grand Competition.

With this thought in mind, he didn't care to say anything more, and didn't even dare to look at the strange looks from his junior brothers and sisters. He turned around and left in a hurry.

"Junior brother, have you mastered all your swordsmanship and basic sword techniques? Even your senior brother can't beat you anymore..."

Ouyang Lan jumped three feet high and leaped in front of Lu Wubing, grabbed his arm and looked him up and down, finding him increasingly curious.

"Isn't it because Senior Sister Xiaolan taught so well? When it comes to teaching swordsmanship and martial arts, I always have this feeling that even Master and Mistress's teaching level is not as high as Senior Sister Xiaolan's."

It's not an illusion.

It's not an illusion; it's real.

Praise me! Praise me as much as you can!

Ouyang Lan smiled broadly, her eyes barely closing, and said shyly, "Actually, although my teaching was quite good, it only accounts for five-tenths, no, three-tenths of the credit. Your achievements are mostly due to your own comprehension and diligent practice."

While this statement might seem like self-aggrandizement, it undoubtedly comes from the heart.

Ouyang Lan recalled that since she met her junior brother, she had never seen him rest.

The day is divided into twelve two-hour periods, which are fully scheduled.

Aside from the two hours he slept, he was either practicing swordsmanship, cultivating his body techniques and internal energy, or practicing hard skills, without stopping for a moment.

Even the cattle and horses in the fields aren't as good at rolling around as he is.

It made me feel deeply guilty just watching.

Your junior brother is more talented than you, has better comprehension than you, and works ten times harder than you. How dare you take a break?

Under the influence of this emotion.

Ouyang Landu couldn't help but study hard.

As a result, his swordsmanship also improved greatly.

Today's easy victory over my sixth senior brother, Yuan Fei, is the best proof of that.

She turned to look at the spot where her senior brother's figure had disappeared, and for some reason, she felt a slight pang of sadness in her heart.

'Senior brother, oh senior brother, you thought that with just a little more effort, you could get your revenge. Unfortunately, you'll never understand what kind of monster is chasing after you, surpassing you.'

"Junior brother, your swordsmanship is truly unbelievable. Let's have a friendly spar another day. Please don't hesitate to teach me."

Zheng Fangming, the fifth senior brother who had been standing coldly to the side with his sword, forced a smile and stepped forward to whisper.

It's clear that he had mustered all his courage to say those words.

Could it be that this fifth senior brother is socially awkward?

Lu Wubing quickly changed his mind and smiled, "Fifth Senior Brother, you flatter me. Let's spar again during our morning practice in three days. There are just too many people here today, and they're all too enthusiastic."

"That's right."

Fifth Senior Brother's eyes were full of joy, and he retreated with satisfaction.

Looking around, I saw that my junior brother was surrounded by many junior disciples.

"Senior Brother Lu, how did you train your swordsmanship? The same basic sword technique, why is [White Rainbow Piercing the Sun] so fast that you can't even see the shadow?"

"Ninth Senior Brother, my footwork and swordsmanship are never quite coordinated. Is there a better way...?"

"Ninth Senior Brother, when I turn my wrist to perform the [Flowing Wind and Returning Snow] technique, it always gets stuck in the middle. I wonder what's wrong with it?"

Lu Wubing was almost sweating profusely.

These young disciples are so eager to learn. Could it be that this is the kind of life our senior brother leads every day?
No wonder my master and mistress rarely show themselves after teaching me swordsmanship.

Everyone's level of swordsmanship comprehension is different, their innate talent and understanding are different, and the problems they encounter are also different, making it extremely difficult to teach according to individual aptitude.

With too many ideas and flawed aptitudes, their low achievements were inevitable.

The disciples of Tianxing Peak are facing a shortage of capable successors, with no outstanding masters emerging.

In retrospect, it wasn't a problem with the teaching methods, but rather a lack of pressure.

The sect leader and his wife shouldered all the burdens, and their temperaments were rather gentle... The disciples had a relaxed environment and lived a relatively comfortable life, so their progress was slow.

However, fortunately, I have mastered the method of suppressing mental will and have enough experience to stimulate potential.

This was proven in Senior Sister Xiaolan.

Even the eldest brother, Yue Lingfeng, was forced to break through in the midst of battle by the immense pressure of his own swordsmanship.

If you really put all your effort into it and practice on each of these junior disciples individually, you might just make them poop out.

"hehe:……"

Lu Wubing couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of this.

"Take it slow, one at a time. I'll guide ten junior brothers today; any more will have to wait until next time..."

Soon, a sound like ghosts wailing and wolves howling rang out on the Sword-Asking Platform.

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【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)