The Smiling, Proud Wanderer: Yue Buqun of Mount Hua

Long swords slashed, spears thrust, and arrows flew wildly as a group of henchmen charged forward, swords and blades piercing his chest—the scene was extremely dangerous.

Faced with this scene, Yue Buqun simply smiled and didn't take it seriously. He drew his Gentleman's Sword and swung it lightly. Several henchmen on his left clutched their necks and fell down in pain, revealing an opening.

He then stepped forward and charged into the crowd, brandishing his longsword. With each strike, several people fell. The crowd swarmed forward, but they couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes; they could only fall down, wailing in agony.

The incredible swordsmanship immediately made Bai Zhantian frown. He knew that Yue Buqun was very strong, otherwise he would not have become one of the top ten masters of the righteous path, but he did not expect him to be so strong.

Having lost his desire to humiliate women, he forcefully shoved the two girls aside, took the two swords from his subordinate, and prepared to make his move, brandishing them a few times.

He was famous in the martial arts world for his skill with two swords. The two iron swords were three feet and three inches long and weighed six pounds and three ounces. When he wielded them, water could not penetrate them and needles could not pierce them. The flashing light of the swords made him invincible.

The two knives had killed countless people; their gleaming steel blades were soaked in blood, leaving blood-red streaks that were a sight to behold.

This is proof of his undefeated record and ruthless killing ability, and it is also the source of his fame in the martial arts world.

This time, however, he was not entirely confident. He stared intently at the figure, his heart filled with turmoil, hoping only that with the cooperation of his men, they could surround and kill him.

Little did they know that Yue Buqun had sat down with Feng Qingyang to discuss swordsmanship, which greatly improved his skills. Although he did not know the Dugu Nine Swords, he had gained a deep understanding of its underlying principles.

The Dugu Nine Swords emphasizes defeating opponents with no moves, striking first after they have already made their move. The swordsmanship is purely offensive, with no retreat! Every move is an attack, forcing the enemy to defend.

Anticipating the enemy's moves is the essence of this strategy.

This is similar to how certain laws remain unchanged no matter how society develops. For example, people always have to eat; the only difference is when they eat and what they eat.

The Dugu Nine Swords technique breaks down all possible human movements. By analyzing the opponent's posture, it identifies their possible actions, pinpoints which parts or muscles show signs of movement, and predicts their next move. This allows the user to anticipate the enemy's moves, strike before they even move, and exploit their weaknesses, leaving them no chance to dodge.

Facing this group of lowly henchmen who don't even know martial arts and only know a few farming tricks, one only needs to glance at their moves and find their weaknesses. By following the weaknesses they reveal, one can simply swing one's sword and kill them.

Often, a single sword strike would slash across the throats of several people, leaving them lying dead on the ground.

In just a few dozen moves, the open space in front of the Hall of Righteousness was filled with the corpses of the enemy. The small fry, who were already envious of the thousand taels of silver, stopped in their tracks and hesitated to go forward.

There were about three hundred of them, a large number, a dark mass as far as the eye could see. They thought that with so many people, killing one person would be easy, but before they could even hurt Yue Buqun, more than a hundred people were already lying on the ground. If they rushed forward, they would only die.

Despite the White Tiger Hall members' urging and threats, no one dared to step forward. Instead, they desperately retreated, refusing to move forward even when threatened and cut down by the minor leaders.

Bai Zhantian saw this and knew that his men were terrified. Instead of forcing them to their deaths, he took a few steps forward, holding his two swords, and stopped a few meters away from Yue Buqun.

Disliking that there were too many corpses and nowhere to stand, he kicked one of them several meters away.

Behind him, one held a sword on his left and another held a knife on his right; both were his capable subordinates, protecting his left and right flanks respectively.

Standing amidst the corpses strewn across the ground, Bai Zhantian laughed loudly, his voice booming so loudly that the houses trembled: "Yue Buqun said you are the Gentleman Sword, a renowned righteous gentleman. You are so good! They were just a bunch of small fry, they hadn't committed many atrocities, yet you wantonly slaughtered them. Is this the behavior of a righteous gentleman?"

Yue Buqun smiled faintly, unconcerned: "A gentleman has things he will do and things he will not do. Since you have joined the Demonic Sect and committed all kinds of evil deeds such as burning, killing, and looting, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Let alone these few, even if I kill thousands or tens of thousands of people, as long as it can save the common people, it is the righteous path and what a gentleman does."

Yue Buqun didn't care. They were just a few bandits. If they were Japanese pirates, what difference would it make if there were hundreds of thousands or millions? He only regretted that he couldn't slaughter their entire clan.

"You're even more ruthless than me. Calling you a demon is more appropriate. Why bother with the righteous path? Why not just join my Sun Moon Divine Sect? With your strength, the sect leader will surely entrust you with important responsibilities." Bai Zhantian was stunned, not expecting him to say such a thing.

"No need. Since you dared to come here to test me, you should have considered the consequences."

Bai Zhantian stared coldly at him, knowing that he was determined to take his life. He was not the kind of person to be cowardly. His twin blades were soaked in the blood of countless people. If he wanted to kill him, then he would have to see how capable he was.

Without a word, he suddenly attacked, and in an instant, his twin blades flashed and formed a circle around him, rolling past like a ball.

This is his territory; his twin blades are unstoppable, and anyone who dares to enter will be instantly cleaved in two.

Yue Buqun dodged, and the two afterimages clashed repeatedly, dodging and weaving as they fought.

Two men followed closely behind him, assisting Bai Zhantian in his attack. All three were exceptionally skilled fighters, intending to surround him and hack him to pieces.

The elites of the White Tiger Hall remained silent, carrying long swords as they rushed over to assist their leader in killing Yue Buqun.

In an instant, dozens more people rushed over.

Unlike the mere underlings and cannon fodder from before, these are now the elites of the White Tiger Hall, the elite troops trained by Bai Zhantian over decades, each with skillful swordsmanship and fearless in the face of death.

Yue Buqun, however, did not care at all. He retreated, using his Gentleman's Sword to block the three of them, while his figure rapidly retreated and rushed into the crowd, killing the elites of the White Tiger Hall one by one.

Instead of dealing with the three directly, he decided to kill the elites first to prevent them from getting in his way.

At first, everyone wanted to help the hall master, but they were quickly terrified by his killings. They still had their swords raised and he was still alive, but they hesitated and dared not step forward. When they saw Yue Buqun approaching, they were so frightened that they staggered back and hid. No one dared to face his sharp edge directly.

If they could help the hall master, they would risk their lives, but now they can't even slow down Yue Buqun. What should they do?

A moment later, Bai Zhantian shouted, "Get out of my way!"

He could see that the elites he had painstakingly trained were far inferior to Yue Buqun, and that forcibly charging forward would only be suicide. He decided to retreat to a distance and wait for the outcome.

Yue Buqun didn't care. His main target was the three of them. If they wanted to deal with him, they would have to see how capable they were.

The Gentleman's Sword Technique was unleashed, and the four fought back and forth in the arena. The clanging sounds of their swords clashing could be heard. After only a few moves, a muffled groan was heard as the middle-aged man wielding the sword was slashed in the arm.

After several more moves, the man wielding the knife was slashed in the chest, blood gushing out. He had no time to retreat and receive treatment, so he could only press several acupoints to stop the bleeding and force himself to continue fighting.

He brandished his long sword, its cold light flashing, and his speed increased even further.

Bai Zhantian's expression changed. He knew he was no match for Yue Buqun, but he didn't expect that even the three of them working together wouldn't be a match for him.

These two were his carefully trained leaders and his capable subordinates. They were injured by him in just a few moves and could only desperately hold on. He couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes. How should he deal with them next?

The two men clearly realized something was wrong. They knew that the three of them were no match for Yue Buqun, and the difference in their strength was enormous. They were far inferior to him. They exchanged a glance and shouted, "Hall Master, let's go!"

The two men lunged forward, determined to risk their lives to save their leader. Their swords and blades moved even faster, focusing solely on offense rather than defense, willing to die themselves to inflict wounds on him.

Without hesitation, Bai Zhantian turned and fled, shouting, "I will avenge you!"

He was a ruthless and cunning man who knew how to make choices. Since he couldn't defeat them all, it was better to escape than to be killed by him along with the other three. As long as he could escape, he would never let Mount Hua rest in peace.

Yue Buqun had not expected the two to be so loyal, but he did not care. Instead, his Gentleman's Sword Technique became even more fierce and faster, as if the area in front of him had become a sea of ​​sword light.

Without Bai Zhantian, the two were even more formidable opponents, and he killed them in just a few moves.