The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

But then, several more sword beams shot out.

Jia Huan immediately recognized that the trajectories of these sword lights were all moves from the basic sword techniques of Mount Hua.

"White clouds emerge from the mountain peaks," "A phoenix arrives in its presence," "Golden geese soar across the sky"...

Each sword light carried a unique charm, indescribably strange and perilous.

What's most peculiar is that each move and style changes spontaneously and effortlessly, like a wild and unpredictable dream.

When the attack is launched, it is like white clouds emerging from the mountain peaks; when the sword light dances, it transforms into a phoenix arriving; and when the sword light is about to strike, it transforms into a golden goose flying across the sky.

Even when the sword tip was about to pierce Jia Huan, he was able to change his move in an emergency!

It can be said that Feng Qingyang has mastered a set of basic Huashan sword techniques to such an extent that his specific moves and patterns are completely unfathomable.

It has that kind of feeling where the body moves as the mind moves.

A set of basic Huashan sword techniques, in Feng Qingyang's hands, could easily unleash the power of a top-tier sword technique, and even surpass it.

With the added power of Feng Qingyang's profound internal energy, its power became even more astonishing.

If Jia Huan were to be accidentally hit by even one of these moves, he would be seriously injured, if not killed.

Fortunately, Jia Huan's martial arts skills had all reached a level of unparalleled mastery.

The emerald green bamboo pole in her hand flew up and down and swept left and right, like an impenetrable wall, blocking all of Feng Qingyang's sword moves.

He used almost exclusively staff techniques.

The Taizu Staff Technique, the Snake-Driving Staff Technique, the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff, the Little Yaksha Staff, and so on, can all be used at will, changing in countless ways with the times, and they have never been at a disadvantage in the process of comparing moves.

In an instant, under the bright moonlight, two ghostly figures appeared and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The sword light and the shadow of the staff swept against each other, but strangely, they made no sound at all!

This scene left Xie Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, several elders, and Yue Buqun, all stunned.

Where had they ever seen such exquisite staff and sword techniques?

In particular, they recognized these staff and sword techniques; they were not ordinary martial arts but basic sword techniques of the Huashan School, yet they never expected them to be able to unleash such astonishing power.

It's as if the martial arts moves they used to know were as laughable as playing house.

Especially the Beggars' Sect, they are all masters of staff fighting!

When they were of low status, they often carried a bamboo pole around, which was also the weapon they used the longest. How could they not be familiar with it?

However, they never imagined that stick techniques could be used in this way!

It was just a common, unremarkable stick technique, but in Jia Huan's hands, it was transformed into something magical, always surprising yet highly effective, with its power doubling.

What surprised them even more was that Jia Huan could easily combine several different stick techniques, each with different moves and even different intentions, and the effect and power were quite remarkable.

Those unexpected moves left them dumbfounded yet filled with excitement, watching intently for fear of missing a single move and regretting it later.

The most shocking and unbelievable thing has to be Yue Buqun.

His gaze was fixed blankly on the basic Huashan sword technique used by the masked Feng Qingyang. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and waves of shock surged into his heart, almost causing him to cry out.

How can this be?

How could the basic sword techniques of Mount Hua have such formidable power?

Honestly, even his most proficient technique, the "Yangwu Swordplay," would be no match for the basic swordplay of the masked master from Mount Hua.

Only then did he realize that Jia Huan had held back during their sparring match.

At least, he didn't use such superb staff skills back then, otherwise he would probably have been completely defeated in about fifty moves!

He was very depressed; this reality had hit him hard.

At this moment, Jia Huan had no time to pay attention to the outside world's attention.

The masked Feng Qingyang put considerable pressure on him; his masterful Huashan basic sword technique forced him to be extremely careful!

But that's all there is to it!

As long as he concentrates, even the masked Feng Qingyang can't do much against him!

After all, in terms of martial arts skills alone, Jia Huan did not feel that he was weaker than his opponent.

What he feared was the masked Feng Qingyang's extremely powerful internal energy cultivation!

If we compare it to the number of meridians that have been opened, the masked Feng Qingyang has definitely opened all twelve primary meridians at this point.

At this time, Jia Huan had only opened eight of the twelve meridians, and the gap was still quite obvious.

This was only because he used some methods he figured out and researched on his own to accelerate the accumulation of internal strength; otherwise, the gap would only have been greater!

Jia Huan believes that the lower the individual strength in the world, the more outstanding they are in the research and development of martial arts.

If the masked Feng Qingyang were to use his superior internal strength to fight him off, Jia Huan admitted that he couldn't afford to!

Fortunately, this guy didn't seem to be thinking anything of it. He just seemed to want to use his martial arts skills to subdue Jia Huan and make him understand the power of the Huashan Sword Technique.

Even though the internal energy attached to the longsword in his hand was not much, it was still a heavy burden for Jia Huan.

Fortunately, he has a strong physique, and with the roar of his blood and qi, he can easily expel all the external internal forces or energy that have invaded his body.

However, as he played, he began to feel that something was strange.

How come the masked Feng Qingyang's internal energy is 80% similar to the Hunyuan Gong internal energy that I cultivate?

Sure enough, his previous guess was correct. The original Hunyuan Gong of Mount Hua and the original Hunyuan Gong in the hands of the Beggars' Sect definitely came from the same source!

"Heh, your Huashan basic sword technique is indeed powerful, but it's useless against me!"

The verdant bamboo pole and the steel longsword clashed fiercely, yet not a single sound was heard.

Needless to say, the two of them had an astonishingly meticulous level of control over their weapons, to the point that they could touch them without making the slightest mistake.

At this point, Jia Huan was getting impatient. He had no intention of continuing to waste time with the masked Feng Qingyang; it was pointless, and he wasn't performing any special skills.

"You've got guts, kid. Well then, let me show you an even more formidable swordsmanship!"

The masked Feng Qingyang snorted angrily, not expecting Jia Huan to be so disrespectful.

Immediately displeased, the light of his sword suddenly changed, and he directly unleashed the advanced Huashan sword technique.

They even used techniques like "Yangwu Swordplay", "Xiyi Swordplay", "Qingfeng Thirteen Swords", "Chaoyang One Qi Sword", and even "Jade Maiden Nineteen Swords" and "Shunu Swordplay".

Advanced swordsmanship is indeed advanced swordsmanship; its power increases dramatically!

Crucially, even with his masked face, Feng Qingyang was still able to use his techniques with unparalleled skill.

It seems that the use of sword techniques did not decrease as the swordsmanship became more advanced.

Jia Huan's eyes lit up, and he responded with intermediate to advanced martial arts techniques from the Beggars' Sect.

In particular, the Peach Blossom Island's ultimate martial art, the "Jade Flute Swordplay," housed in the Beggars' Sect's armory, made his swordsmanship skills no less than those of the masked Feng Qingyang.

And so, the two fought fiercely for fifty or sixty rounds, but could not determine a clear winner.

"Show us what you've got up your sleeve!"

Jia Huan persisted, saying, "If we keep fighting like this, even if you win by relying on your superior internal strength, you won't feel any sense of accomplishment, will you?"

"Hmph, since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

The next moment, the Nine Swords of Dugu were unleashed, each move aimed directly at Jia Huan's weaknesses and vulnerable points. There were no dazzling sword lights, just simple, even somewhat strange, sword paths.

Even so, Jia Huan felt immense pressure and even sensed a threat of death.

He showed no sign of panic, smiled inwardly, and changed his stance with the green bamboo pole in his hand.

"Hey, this is..."

The masked Feng Qingyang was taken aback. The Dugu Nine Swords, his biggest trump card that had previously achieved countless victories and was almost invincible, had failed to achieve anything.

Faced with Jia Huan's sudden and extremely skillful staff technique, he felt completely at a loss.

It wasn't that there were no flaws, but rather that the flaws disappeared too quickly. By the time he was ready to take advantage of the situation, the original flaws had already vanished.

It's like facing a hedgehog covered in quills!

How can this be?

……

The next morning, Jia Huan, along with the gang leader Jie Feng and several elders, bid farewell to Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze and his wife, and then swiftly left the Huashan Sect's headquarters.

Having successfully descended the mountain, Jia Huan couldn't help but stop and glance back at the treacherous Huashan Mountains, a slight smile appearing on his face. This trip to Huashan had been quite fruitful.

Unexpectedly, this has provoked that old fellow Feng Qingyang!

At this moment, Yue Buqun was probably not in a good mood. After all, knowing that a senior master was hiding in the heart of Mount Hua, it was impossible for him to remain calm given his ruthless nature.

"Elder Jia, what are you thinking about?"

The gang leader, Jie Feng, asked curiously, "The gates of Mount Hua are indeed precipitous, but there's not much to see!"

"It's just a bit of a sigh!"

As Jia Huan walked out, he chuckled and said, "The Huashan Sect, as the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance for a century, still has quite a foundation and should not be underestimated!"

"Indeed, the Huashan Sect's foundation is so profound that it's unbelievable!"

Seemingly recalling the fierce battle they had witnessed late last night, Jie Feng and the elders exchanged glances and couldn't help but sigh, "I underestimated the heroes of the world before!"