Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 123 The Reasons for Having No Identity or Status

"Sword Intent?"

Just as Zhao Rui was immersed in the pleasure of unleashing his sword intent, Xuan Si strode out from inside the courtyard wall.

Then, with wide eyes, he looked at Zhao Rui, who was sitting cross-legged, and exclaimed in astonishment:
"How can this be?"

At this moment, a powerful surge of sword intent emanated from Zhao Rui, seemingly about to pierce the sky, sweeping outwards in all directions.

Zhao Rui, who had already mastered multiple divine arts of the soul realm, combined with this extremely pure sword intent, exuded a terrifying aura.

"You actually mastered it?"

Xuan Si exclaimed in surprise, somewhat flustered!

How am I supposed to explain this to my senior master?!
If my master's uncle, with his narrow mind, heard this, he would be furious. Ugh, ptooey, ptooey.

Hearing Xuan Si's voice, Zhao Rui finally stood up, stretched his limbs from sitting for so long, and said with a smile, "I must thank you for your help, elder sister!"

"..."

A thousand beasts were running through Xuan Si's mind. "It has nothing to do with me. When did I help you? Don't wrong me."

"What sword intent have you sensed?"

Xuan Si pulled himself out of his jumbled thoughts and asked solemnly.

"I won't talk to you about this. You don't welcome me at Emei. I'm leaving now, elder sister, please see me down the mountain!"

"Who's your older sister!"

Xuan Si finished speaking with dissatisfaction, then shook his head and said:
"You cannot leave yet. The sword intent here is a treasure of our sect. Now that you have comprehended the sword intent, you need to go to Hidden Sword Peak to retrieve something for our sect!"

"Retrieving something? Was it the same thing as the previous group?"

Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"Yes, it's a pity they weren't strong enough and failed to achieve their goal."

"Oh! I'm here to get something for you?"

Zhao Rui flashed a few bright white teeth and chuckled, "Sorry, I'm busy! My coach won't let me take time off!"

"Bye bye, my wife!"

After saying that, he leaped up and sped down the mountain.

The replication was successful, but the reward he received for reporting it didn't owe Emei anything.

On the contrary, Emei is too stingy. Last time, he made such a great contribution, but he didn't say a word.

No matter how deep the foundation of such a sect is, it's still just so-so.

He couldn't be bothered to help fetch anything.

It wasn't for him.

"you……"

Xuan Si never expected him to refuse, and not only that, he even ran away!

Martial artists who comprehend sword intent here are usually grateful to the Emei Sect, thus forging a good relationship between the two sides.

But he was fine.

However, considering that Master Jing disliked this person, it was clear that Zhao Rui must be dissatisfied.

She glanced at the direction the other person had gone, too lazy to chase after them, turned around and went down the mountain, returning to the Emei Sword Sect.

The next morning, Xuan Si went to Master Jing's residence early to tell her about Zhao Rui's breakthrough and refusal.

After listening, Abbess Liaojing's eyes were so sharp they seemed to pierce through the courtyard wall.

“This person is unconventional and unorthodox. Go and tell the disciples of the Emei Sword Sect not to associate with him.”

Which university did he attend?

Liao Jing suddenly asked.

"It's from Dongqi University."

Xuan Si has all of Zhao Rui's information. When the exchange meeting was held, all the participants were on file.

"Dongqi University? Professor Ge's place? Forget it!"

Liao Jing frowned and said, "No wonder it's so absurd and outrageous! It turns out you have powerful backers! You can go now! I need to go down the mountain to see Elder Ge."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Si quickly bowed and left the thatched hut.

On the same day, in a secluded spot of the Emei Sword Sect, a group of young women were intently facing dozens of long swords, performing dazzling hand seals!

As time passed, the longswords seemed to sense something and emerged from their shells one after another, like rockets taking off from the ground and hovering in the air.

"call!"

"If I hadn't seen my senior uncle demonstrate it, I would never have believed that there was such a thing as sword control!"

After a while, the women exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling as if all their strength had been drained, and slumped to the ground.

One of the women shook her head and sighed.

"Xue Ning, you are already very impressive. Not only have you broken through to level nine, but you have also learned the art of sword control."

The woman beside him laughed.

"What kind of sword control technique is this? It's more like sword handling!"

It turned out that the person who had spoken earlier was Bai Xuening, who had not appeared for a long time.

"Hehe, swordsmanship, very vivid! The world doesn't know the wonders of my Emei Sect, even this swordsmanship is a technique that even grandmasters would envy!"

The woman next to her said with a hint of smugness.

They are all disciples of Emei who are naturally attuned to the sword. Since the discovery of Hidden Sword Peak, a large number of disciples have come here every year for the past ten years to practice sword control techniques.

Unfortunately, very few succeed!
Just as everyone was chatting and resting, a beautiful young woman suddenly walked in from outside.

The girl, slightly excited, jogged towards Bai Xuening.

Upon reaching them, the girl asked with a gossipy look:

"Xue Ning, do you remember your high school classmate named Zhao Rui?"

"Zhao Rui?"

"Yes, I remember. What happened to him? Wan Ting, how did you know?"

Bai Xuening asked in surprise, "Since graduating from high school, I only spent two days in college before I was selected to enter Hidden Sword Peak."

Unexpectedly, a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

"Him? Hehe, he's on our Emei's blacklist! Senior Master Liaojing has ordered that all disciples are forbidden from associating with him."

The girl was the same girl named Wanting who had previously discovered Zhao Rui's whereabouts on the mountain.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, not only Bai Xuening, but also the other girls who were gathered together listening exclaimed in surprise.

"What did he do?"

"do not know!"

Wan Ning shook her head and said.

"cut!"

"However, he did something that completely shattered my worldview yesterday."

"Alright, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me!"

"He grasped the essence of swordsmanship last night..."

"Wow, that's impressive? Then why did you blacklist him?"

"Listen to me!"

"Say it quickly!"

"After he finished his studies, he actually ran away! Hehe, hehe!"

"Haha, why? That's hilarious! Why is he running away? Our Emei sect won't make him pay!"

"It seems they don't want to come to Hidden Sword Peak to retrieve the sword for us!"

"Ah! He won't even help with this little thing? That's too much! He should be blocked! He's not allowed to come to Emei again."

The girls chattered amongst themselves, as if they had entered the Grand View Garden.

Bai Xuening frowned as she listened: Is he that powerful now? Has he even grasped the essence of swordsmanship?

"Oh, right, he also asked about you, Xue Ning. It's a pity he didn't come, otherwise you could have met, and he wouldn't have been blacklisted!"

Wan Ning continued with great interest.

In a lonely life where you can't use your phone, this is a rare treat – we can chat for days on end!
"Okay, I get it!"

Bai Xuening sighed somewhat unhappily.

"Hehe, you two don't have any special relationship, do you?"

"You're such a chatterbox, I can't be bothered with you!"

The girls were laughing and joking around.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Just then, a middle-aged woman wearing a Shu embroidered long gown walked in through the door, looking like a figure from a painting.

Upon hearing the voice, everyone quickly stood up straight and looked at the newcomer with respect. "Sun Xi, Bai Xuening, Ye Wanning... the seven of you pack your bags, change into civilian clothes, and come down the mountain with me!"

"Yes, Master!"

After the woman finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the cave.

"Wow, we're coming down the mountain! That's great! I haven't been down the mountain in almost a year!"

The seven female disciples who were called out immediately became happy.

Half an hour later, a group of young girls dressed in modern clothes appeared on the mountain road of Mount Emei.

The mountain path was rugged, but for the seven people, it was as if they were walking on flat ground. Although their speed was not fast, they walked very steadily.

In front of them were Abbess Liaojing, dressed in a gray monk's robe and carrying a long sword, and a middle-aged woman in a Shu brocade costume.

"On this journey to hone your swordsmanship, all disciples must forge ahead fearlessly, sharp as a blade!"

"Yes!"

A crisp sound echoed slowly along the mountain path!

If it weren't for the inappropriate clothing, this posture would give off a strong sense of extinction leading an attack on Bright Peak.

Meanwhile, Zhao Rui descended Mount Emei under the cover of night, found a nearby hotel to rest for the night, and returned to Jeju the next day.

The national competition had not yet started, but Zhao Rui did not plan to go.

After all, only Wang Dalong and Luo Min were selected, so the number of people was small. With coaches like Wang Zhanshan accompanying them, that would be enough.

After a short rest in Jeju, Zhao Rui drove his Jeep directly back to his hometown of Lincheng.

It was already early August. Zhao Rui wasn't back for a vacation; he was there to collaborate with the Wende Martial Arts School, where he had previously worked, to launch a summer crash course.

Students in this class must meet Zhao Rui's "special" requirements to participate.

Otherwise, it's meaningless.

The day after he returned home, he went to Wende Martial Arts School and personally selected members for the crash course.

Wende Martial Arts School had heard that Zhao Rui was already a level nine martial artist, so how could they disagree?

This is a win-win situation.

Therefore, Wende Martial Arts School launched a unified promotion across all ten of its stores in the city.

Regardless of level, even if you are a level four or five martial artist, as long as your skills meet the requirements, you can apply.

Zhao Rui's dual identity as a "level nine martial artist" and a member of the Dongqi University martial arts team attracted many students to join him.

In just one day, they had gathered a small team of twenty people.

"Twenty, that's about right!"

After all, there are too many copies to make, and he can't handle them all.

With the participants confirmed, the crash course naturally commenced the following day.

The hustle and bustle outside, the rights and wrongs, are related to him, but not for the time being.

All other pursuits are inferior; only martial arts are superior!
At this moment, Zhao Rui devoted himself entirely to earning advancement points.

The days are long and the nights are short; time flies.

Ten days have passed since classes started.

Zhao Rui was teaching at the martial arts school when his phone rang.

When I answered the call, it was from Wang Zhanshan.

Zhao Rui thought it was about the national competition, but as soon as the call connected, he heard Wang Zhanshan exclaim in surprise, "When did you comprehend sword intent?"

"Coach, how did you know?"

Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"The Emei Sect called me, saying that you comprehended sword intent at the summit of Mount Emei and they hope the school can send you there. What's going on?"

Wang Zhanshan asked in confusion.

"After the provincial competition, I went to Emei Mountain and accidentally had an epiphany."

Zhao Rui spoke the truth.

"careless?"

Wang Zhanshan was speechless. How come you didn't accidentally ascend to immortality?

What do you mean?

"I'm not going, I'm busy, Coach. Don't try to pressure me using the school's name. If you do, I'll bring up Teacher Ge!"

"..."

Wang Zhanshan felt an urge to slap him. "Are you trying to move Old Ge?"

You're probably trying to bring up your "uncle-master" status, aren't you?
"Alright, I've already delivered the message. Whether you go or not is up to you! Also, Luo Min and Wang Dalong have both made it into the top 100 nationwide."

"Oh!"

"Aren't you envious? If you had followed our arrangements, you would be in the top 100 right now!"

"What's there to envy? They can't beat me anyway!"

"Dudududu!"

Wang Zhanshan was so angry that he hung up the phone immediately.

In the days that followed, the people from Emei did not come looking for him again, seemingly giving up on Zhao Rui as a possible option.

Zhao Rui also completed the twenty-day martial arts training smoothly.

The results over the past twenty days have been quite good; not only have I accumulated twenty advancement points and twenty high, medium, and low-level martial arts techniques, but I have also gained some.

It also garnered a lot of positive reviews.

The trainees have all made great progress.

Many students said they would still like to enroll in the intensive winter break course.

After the training course was completed, it was already the end of August.

The holiday flew by, and it felt like nothing really happened before it ended uneventfully.

After spending a few days at home, Zhao Rui drove back to school.

"Luo Min broke through level ten at the last minute and achieved seventh place in the national competition!"

"Wang Dalong unfortunately lost to a swordsman and was eliminated in the top 50!"

Back at school, the team members were still excitedly discussing the recently concluded National College Martial Arts Competition.

Dongqi University's results this time were quite satisfactory.

Two of the team members were only freshmen when they were able to break into the top 50, or even the top 10, in the country.

With this kind of strength, given a year or two of development, they are fully capable of competing for a better position.

However, Zhao Rui wasn't very interested in these things; he was more concerned about Luo Min's "online" status.

I wonder if the Emei Sword Sect has contacted any allies to jointly storm the "Demon Sect's" lair.

Unfortunately, even now, no one from Emei has informed him of the situation.

He can't possibly make another trip to Mount Emei.

This is why he has no status or position; no one informs him, a nobody, about anything, big or small.

Despite his humble position, Zhao was still quite concerned about the affairs of the court.

In front of the meditation room on the mountain in front of Mingchan Temple, Zhao Rui sat cross-legged, his body surging with endless Nirvana Sword Intent.

Within three zhang in front of him, all the grass and trees were enveloped by this invisible sword intent, and each one straightened its body, like a sharp sword about to be drawn from its sheath.

Zhao Rui flicked his finger, and a sword aura shot out from the air, slicing the tender grass on the ground in half like a long sword.

The severed grass stems instantly rose into the air with the sword intent, and with a whoosh, they transformed into a rain of swords that shot towards the distant trees.

There were several whooshing sounds.

All the grass stems were nailed to the tree trunk, penetrating two or three centimeters deep!

"It's just as powerful as sword energy!"

Zhao Rui was quite satisfied. Although this was not the correct way to use sword intent, it was still quite gratifying to see such power.

"Team Leader Zhao, Coach Wang is looking for you!"

Not long after Zhao Rui finished his practice and stood up, a freshman, well, now we should call him a sophomore, ran up from the foot of the mountain.

"understood!"

When practicing, he usually puts his phone on silent, so Coach Wang can't reach him by phone.

Picking up his phone, Zhao Rui quickly headed to the main hall of Mingchan Academy.

"Coach, you wanted to see me?"

"You came just in time!"

Wang Zhanshan smiled and said to Zhao Rui, "Let me introduce you to someone!"

　I'm having writer's block, sorry. The update is a bit late. Please let me know if there's anything inappropriate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)