A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

The two stood there quietly, no more than ten feet apart.

The outcome is still undecided.

Ye Yun's influence, however, far surpasses that of Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi had run out of new tricks, and in the end, he could not escape death in the fight.

The strange thing is that Ye Yun had no intention of killing Wang Xianzhi.

Instead, they put away their weapons.

Even when Wang Xianzhi's Qi had flowed for thousands of miles and reached its peak, he still couldn't defeat Ye Yun. Now that his martial arts essence had been broken and his right arm was crippled, his own realm was no longer perfect, so it was meaningless.

Wang Xianzhi calmly looked at the young man: "You win."

These words shattered the resolve of this martial artist who had been invincible for sixty years.

This invincible warrior, who had been undefeated for sixty years, glanced at the Heavenly Gate. If he wanted the mortal realm, it would only take a single thought.

Even Ye Yun might not be able to stop this martial arts master at the peak of his skill.

Ye Yun did not kill Wang Xianzhi because he admired him; on the contrary, he wanted to leave Wang Xianzhi to Nangong Pu She.

This was his promise to Nangong Pushe.

Now that Wang Xianzhi has been defeated, his belief in invincibility should be completely shattered. Unless Wang Xianzhi has a miraculous encounter, he will not be able to advance any further.

Otherwise, one will be stuck in this situation for the rest of one's life.

He is currently a martial artist at the terrestrial celestial realm.

Who in the world dares to underestimate us?

The old man stood with one hand behind his back and flew straight towards the heavenly gate.

Two ancient, golden rune-covered pillars seemed to be welcoming him, the Martial Emperor of the Mortal Realm, but Wang Xianzhi laughed and said, "It's really nothing special."

He then turned to Ye Yun and continued, "Since the Confucian sage has chosen you, I will trust you this once. However, since you want to steal my disciple's opportunity, then you will have to take them with you from now on."

The old man showed a hint of kindness.

Lou Huang, the swordsman on the city tower of Emperor Wu, stared intently at the figure, his eyes bloodshot: "Disciple Lou Huang respectfully bids farewell to Master."

"Junior brother, Yu Xinlang."

"The disciples' palace."

"Disciple Lin Ya‌."

"Respectfully seeing off our Master."

Wang Xianzhi finally looked at his four disciples and instructed them: "After I retire from martial arts, you do not need to seek revenge. Bury your master's remains on the top of Kunlun Mountain."

As your teacher, I want to see how this world will ultimately turn out, and how a new Martial Emperor will rise in Martial Emperor City.

His name is Ye Yun; you may all become his disciples.

Wang Xianzhi handed over the Martial Emperor City directly to Ye Yun.

As for why Wang Xianzhi wanted to dissolve his body, Ye Yun could sense that he had reached the pinnacle of martial arts and wanted to forge a completely new path in martial arts.

He saw hope in Ye Yun.

"Wang Xianzhi, wouldn't it be better to be alive?"

Ye Yun advised.

If Li Chungang could return to being a terrestrial immortal after transcending the realm, Wang Xianzhi could do the same.

"Hahaha, I don't want to be waiting to be killed one day. From now on, you will truly be the number one in the world."

As Wang Xianzhi finished speaking, his gaze fell on the white fox-faced man: "Borrowing your mother's luck has allowed this old man to take many shortcuts, which I will now return to you."

A stream of fortune belonging to Nangong Pushe's mother flew directly into Nangong Pushe's body.

"Ye Yun, this martial fortune belonging to the mortal world is now yours. I hope you can shoulder this heavy responsibility of heaven and earth."

Wang Xianzhi gave a soft shout.

Then the body disintegrated, and the soul split into three, transforming into a rainbow and departing.

The Heavenly Gate then closed.

This old man neither ascends to heaven, nor is he reincarnated, nor does he choose to live a life of ignominy.

He generously entrusted all his martial fortune of the past sixty years to Ye Yun.

It also gave three opportunities to the other three players.

A gift fell onto the city wall of Emperor Wu's City, landing on the groom.

A letter has been sent to Tai'an City.

One of them fell into the hands of a shepherd boy.

His four disciples flew through the air and caught Wang Xianzhi's body, eventually sending it back to Wudi City.

At this moment, Bai Hu'er felt joy, regret, and even more gratitude towards the man in the air whose mouth still had a wound.

In order to regain her mother's good fortune.

His mother's fortune was divided into four parts.

Now, with Ye Yun's help, she has found the second one.

Only Xie Guanying and Tuoba Pusa, the military god of Northern Mang, remained.

When Ye Yun landed atop the city wall of Martial Emperor City, he inhaled deeply and forcibly seized all the weapons hanging in the city, along with their inherent martial intent.

What were once formidable weapons have now become nothing more than scrap metal.

"Greetings, City Lord."

The groom, along with his three junior brothers and sisters, knelt before Ye Yun.

This was something Ye Yun hadn't expected. Logically speaking, Ye Yun had indirectly killed Wang Xianzhi.

Instead of seeking revenge, his disciples accepted him as the city lord.

"Get up! From now on, Wudi City will still be Wudi City. If you want to learn swordsmanship or fist fighting, you can come to me."

Ye Yun fought Wang Xianzhi for hundreds of moves, and had already learned Wang Xianzhi's boxing style, acquiring all of his martial arts skills.

He was able to continue climbing along Wang Xianzhi's path of martial arts.

"Yes, Lord City Lord."

The four grooms bowed together.

Ye Yun turned around and said, "Go down! Go and do what you want to do."

"Yes."

After the four left.

White Fox Face and Song Tinglu had just arrived at the city wall.

"Congratulations, Master, on becoming the number one in the world."

"Yes! You said back then that I could only be second best in the world, and now it seems there's some truth to that."

Nangong Pushe witnessed the battle between Ye Yun and Wang Xianzhi.

Only then did she realize just how vast the gap was between her and the other two.

"Heh heh, number one in the world! There is no number one in martial arts."

Ye Yun knew that although he was strong, the system still hadn't prompted him to complete the task.

That means the system is right, it's the best in the world.

It is not the best in the world.

Perhaps one day, he will go to heaven to take a look.

"Song Tinglu, would you like to become the new Lord of Wudi City?"

Ye Yun looked at his disciple and asked softly.

"I?"

Song Tinglu was a little dumbfounded.

Can he do it?

"Scared?"

"The path of martial arts involves fighting against others, fighting against the heavens, and ultimately fighting against oneself, without fear of life or death."

Ye Yun gained many insights from his battle with Wang Xianzhi.

"Alright, Master, from now on, your disciple will become the new city lord of Martial Emperor City and the next Wang Xianzhi."

Song Tinglu was awestruck by Ye Yun's indomitable spirit; he wanted to become the next Wang Xianzhi.

Ye Yun smiled slightly: "You should focus on practicing your swordsmanship!"

One sentence left Song Tinglu speechless.

He hasn't even broken through to the Finger Profound Realm yet, so how can he catch up with Wang Xianzhi?

"Ye Yun, I'm going to Shangyin Academy."

"Nangong Pushe said softly."

"Why don't you come and practice swordsmanship with me? Although your Nineteen Stops technique is powerful, it requires too much timing. By the time you reach the Nineteen Stops, you may have killed someone, but they will have lost their life."

Ye Yun was able to see the advantages and disadvantages of the nineteen stops.

It is strong, of course, but in the later stages, it will consume life energy.

Actually, it's all because Nangong Pushe's physique wasn't strong enough; he simply couldn't withstand the energy depletion caused by the Nineteen Stops.

The laws of heaven and earth are fair, and this powerful energy has been utilized.

Of course, this will come at a price.

Nangong Pu She revealed a smile:

"Then can you create a sword technique even stronger than the Nineteen Stops?"

Ye Yun choked.

Will the 19th be suspended?

"Perhaps, it really is possible to create this sword technique."