Film and Television Daqing: Starting with the Heaven-Covering Technique and the Devouring Demon Art

Ye Dingzhi dodged the hidden weapons with a swift movement. He knew that the longer the battle dragged on, the worse it would be for them if they couldn't finish it quickly.

So he took a deep breath, his inner energy surged, and a dazzling light suddenly burst forth from his longsword.

"One sword can shatter all laws!" he shouted, and his long sword was suddenly swung out, transforming into a dazzling sword light that rushed straight towards Su Muyu.

This sword strike, imbued with all his strength and will, was unstoppable.

Su Muyu's expression changed drastically upon seeing this; he hadn't expected Ye Dingzhi to be so powerful.

He swung his sword with all his might to defend himself, but in the end he could not withstand the power of the sword.

With a crisp "crack", his twin swords were actually severed by this sword!

The sword's momentum had not yet dissipated, and it continued to strike Su Muyu.

Su Muyu retreated rapidly, but he was still a step too slow. The sword light grazed his shoulder, and blood instantly stained his clothes.

“You…” He stared wide-eyed at Ye Dingzhi, seemingly unable to believe that he had been defeated by this young man.

Ye Dingzhi gave him no chance to breathe, and swung his longsword again, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

But just then, a sharp whistle suddenly rang out in the distance, signaling the retreat of the underground river.

Upon hearing this, Su Muyu's expression changed, and she no longer dared to linger in the fight, turning to flee.

However, how could Ye Dingzhi let him escape so easily? He flashed and stood in front of Su Muyu.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

He gave a cold shout, and his long sword was already at Su Muyu's neck.

Su Muyu's face was pale; he knew that he was probably doomed today.

But he still clung to a sliver of hope, trying to stall for time with words: "Ye Dingzhi, if you dare to kill me, Dark River will never let you go!"

"Hmph, what do I, Ye Dingzhi, have to fear?" Ye Dingzhi sneered, applying slight pressure with his longsword, and a trickle of blood seeped from Su Muyu's neck. But in the end, he didn't kill him; he merely forced Su Muyu back several steps, rendering him unable to fight.

Seeing this, the other assassins from Dark River also retreated and disappeared into the night.

At this very moment, on the rooftop of the tallest building in Tianqi City.

Li Changsheng stood in front of Li Chengtian and witnessed the battle that had just taken place.

Li Changsheng said to Li Chengtian, "Your Excellency, Ye Dingzhi is quite strong! Among the younger generation today, only Dongjun should have a chance to fight him."

“That’s right,” Li Chengtian said. “Both of them are born with martial veins. It’s just a matter of whether Dongjun, under our tutelage, can become as powerful as Ye Dingzhi, under the tutelage of Yu Shengmo and Gongzi Yu.”

"Haha!" Li Changsheng laughed. "Don't worry, my disciple will never lose to Yushengmo's disciple."

"The Venerable One's disciple could never possibly lose to Young Master Yu's disciple."

Upon hearing this, Li Chengtian smiled faintly, his eyes revealing his trust and expectations for Li Changsheng: "Then let's wait and see how high these two young talents can go in the future."

As the two were talking, a series of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night.

A guard rushed over, knelt on one knee, and respectfully reported: "Your Majesty, Nan Jue has sent an urgent message, which seems to be related to our plan."

Li Chengtian frowned slightly, took the letter, and quickly glanced through its contents.

His gaze deepened, as if he were making an important decision. "It seems the situation on Nan Jue's side is more complicated than we anticipated."

He pondered for a moment, then turned to Li Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, I need you to return to Nanjue immediately to further communicate with the Nanjue royal family and ensure the smooth progress of our cooperation plan."

Li Changsheng nodded, his expression solemn: "Your Excellency, rest assured, I will set off immediately. However, what about Ye Dingzhi and the others..."

"With me here, along with Yueqing, Baili Dongjun, and the others, we can handle this." Li Chengtian interrupted Li Changsheng, his tone revealing an undeniable firmness. "When you go to Nanjue, you must be careful. The Nanjue royal family is not a monolithic entity, so do not trust anyone."

Li Changsheng bowed and accepted the order, then turned to leave, but seemed to remember something, stopped, and turned back to look at Li Chengtian: "Your Excellency, regarding Dongjun... how is his cultivation progressing recently?"

Li Chengtian smiled slightly, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: "Dongjun is exceptionally talented and has made rapid progress. With you here, I am naturally at ease."

Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng felt somewhat relieved. After bowing again, he vanished into the night in a flash.

……

Meanwhile, inside the Jixia Academy, Ye Dingzhi and others were gathered together, discussing how to deal with the possible crisis that might come next.

Although the assassination operation in Dark River has temporarily come to an end, they know that the real battle has just begun.

"Dingzhi, your sword strike was truly astonishing. Even the Umbrella Ghost Su Muyu was defeated by you." Lei Mengsha patted Ye Dingzhi on the shoulder and said with admiration.

Ye Dingzhi smiled slightly and shook his head: "Su Muyu is quite strong. If it weren't for your timely help, I would have had a hard time winning. From now on, we must be even more careful. The Dark River will not let this go."

Gongzi Yu nodded in agreement: "That's right, we must strengthen our defenses, but we also cannot slack off in our training. The martial arts tournament is coming soon, and we must be in top condition to face it."

Sikong Changfeng pondered and said, "Moreover, we must be wary of the experts from Beili and Nanjue. They will not let us stand out in the competition easily."

Ye Dingzhi's gaze was resolute: "No matter how strong our opponents are, we must go all out. For Daqing, for Tianwaitian, and even more for ourselves, we cannot lose!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded, their eyes shining with the same determination and conviction.

They knew that the road ahead would be full of thorns and challenges, but they were prepared to forge ahead no matter how bumpy the road was.

……

Inside the Nanjue Imperial Palace, Li Changsheng met the Nanjue Emperor once again.

This time, his attitude was more resolute, and his words were more incisive. He knew that only by making the Southern Jue royal family truly realize the urgency and importance of cooperation could the plan proceed smoothly.

“Your Majesty, time is of the essence. The struggle between Beili and Daqing has reached a fever pitch. If Nanjue continues to remain aloof, I fear it will be too late to regret it later.” Li Changsheng looked directly into the eyes of the Nanjue Emperor, his tone carrying an undeniable authority.

The Emperor of Nanjue remained silent for a moment, clearly weighing the pros and cons. He knew that what Li Changsheng said was true, but the matter of cooperation was no small thing and had to be handled with caution.

“Mr. Li’s words make sense, but I still need to discuss this with my court officials. However, I can promise that Nan Jue will fully support your plan.”

The Emperor of Nanjue finally spoke, his tone resolute, "However, I hope that Daqing can keep its promise and ensure Nanjue's independence and security."

Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng was overjoyed, knowing that the Southern Jue royal family had finally made up their minds. "Your Majesty, rest assured, Daqing will always keep its word. Once the situation stabilizes, Southern Jue can naturally maintain its independent status."

He bowed deeply, his tone filled with sincerity and determination.

After the discussion, Li Changsheng left the Southern Jue Imperial Palace, his heart filled with confidence and anticipation.

He knew that this negotiation not only cleared the way for Li Chengtian's plan, but also laid a solid foundation for the future unification cause.

……

The next day, the martial arts tournament officially began, and the entire city of Tianqi was packed with people, immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

Tianqi City, this ancient yet bustling metropolis, witnessed an unprecedented spectacle on the day of the martial arts tournament. As dawn broke and the sky turned a gentle, pale white, the streets were already teeming with people, bustling with activity. Vendors had set up their stalls early, their calls echoing throughout, selling all sorts of local delicacies, exquisite trinkets, and tournament souvenirs. People, dressed in their festive best, their faces beaming with excitement and anticipation, flocked to the tournament venue—Tianqi Square.

Tianqi Square is located in the city center, surrounded by magnificent buildings. In the center is an open space, which has now been transformed into a grand martial arts arena.

The arena was built of sturdy wood and decorated with bright flags and ribbons that gleamed in the sunlight.

The arena was packed with spectators, some standing, some sitting, and some even climbing onto the surrounding rooftops and trees, all just to catch a glimpse of this grand martial arts spectacle.

The host of the martial arts tournament, an elderly man in a magnificent robe, slowly walked to the center of the arena.

He held an exquisite microphone (in this world, microphones exist in a fantastical way, capable of amplifying sound clearly), and his voice was loud and magnetic: "Fellow martial artists, distinguished guests from afar, welcome to the annual martial arts tournament in Tianqi City! Here, we will witness the rise of countless heroes and experience the charm and power of martial arts!"

He then explained the rules of the martial arts tournament in detail: "This martial arts tournament is divided into two parts: individual competition and team competition. In the individual competition, each participant will randomly draw an opponent and engage in a one-on-one battle until the final winner is determined."

Team competitions test the cooperation and teamwork between different sects and factions. Each team consists of three people who work together to fight against other teams and ultimately determine the champion.

In addition, to increase the excitement and challenge of the competition, we have specially set up a special rules challenge, which participants are free to choose to participate in. Successful completion of the challenge will earn an extra reward. Now, let's give a warm round of applause to welcome our first participant!

As the host announced it, thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience.

First to appear is a martial artist from the Southern Martial Arts School, named "Wind-Breaking Swordsman" Yun Feiyang, renowned throughout the martial arts world for his fierce swordsmanship and swift movements...

Dressed in a tight-fitting outfit and wielding a gleaming longsword, Yun Feiyang strode confidently into the arena. He surveyed his surroundings, his eyes gleaming with confidence and determination, as if victory was already assured.

Immediately afterward, the martial artist from Beili stepped onto the arena. He was none other than Lei Zhentian, known as the "Peerless Iron Fist" of the Lei Clan.

Lei Zhentian was a burly man with bulging muscles, resembling a walking mountain.

He gripped a pair of iron fist gloves weighing over 100 pounds tightly in both hands, and each step he took made the ring tremble slightly, demonstrating astonishing power and momentum.

After the two stood still, the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, and a fierce contest was about to begin.

"Game start!"

At the host's command, Yun Feiyang sprang up like an arrow, rushing towards Lei Zhentian. His long sword sliced ​​through the air, accompanied by a series of sharp whistling sounds.

Lei Zhentian remained as steady as Mount Tai, neither dodging nor avoiding. When Yun Feiyang's attack was about to arrive, he suddenly threw a punch, directly clashing with the longsword.

With a loud "boom," a shockwave rippled outwards, causing the surrounding spectators to take several steps back.

Yun Feiyang was forced back several steps by the force, his expression changing slightly, but he quickly adjusted and launched another attack.

This time, he changed his strategy, making his swordsmanship more agile and unpredictable, sometimes like a snake emerging from its hole, sometimes like a tiger descending the mountain, trying to find Lei Zhentian's weakness.

Lei Zhentian, relying on his astonishing strength and impenetrable defense, steadily held his ground while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

The two exchanged blows, and the battle became increasingly intense. The clash of swords on the arena made every exchange breathtaking.

The audience watched intently, afraid of missing a single detail. The entire Tianqi Square seemed to be filled only with the sounds of clashing swords and the audience's gasps.

"The Wind-Breaking Swordsman truly lives up to his name!"

Lei Zhentian grunted, sweat streaming down his resolute face. His fists clenched, highlighting his muscles, clearly indicating that he was giving his all in this fierce battle.

Yun Feiyang's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes gleaming with cunning: "The Thunder Gate Iron Fist is nothing special." His words were laced with provocation, and he wielded his longsword even more swiftly, each strike aimed directly at Lei Zhentian's vital points, only to be neutralized at the crucial moment by the opponent's incredible power.

Just as the two were locked in fierce combat, several martial arts veterans watching from the edge of the arena nodded in agreement and whispered their opinions on the match.

"Lei Zhentian's strength is indeed astonishing, but Yun Feiyang's swordsmanship is flexible and unpredictable. Both have their own merits," an elderly man with white hair praised, stroking his beard.