I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 128 Are you a devil?

Hu~hu~

Half an hour later, Ye Qingzhou was still full of energy, but Li Yan'er was already panting heavily, her chest heaving violently, and she was completely out of breath.

"Ye Qingzhou, how did you become so amazing?"

"Is it possible that you're just too bad?"

"You jerk! You have absolutely no idea how to make a girl happy!"

Li Yan'er was both ashamed and angry after hearing Ye Qingzhou's words. She put her hands on her hips and puffed out her cheeks.

At this moment, she was soaked in sweat, her wet hair clinging to her face, which, combined with her pitiful appearance and temperament, gave her a unique charm.

No wonder Yuan Zhiyi, as the senior brother, couldn't forget his beautiful junior sister.

"How was my swordsmanship?"

A young girl's temper comes and goes quickly. Li Yan'er's expression changed, and she walked up to Ye Qingzhou with a charming smile. Her eyes were full of longing, and she clearly wanted to gain the recognition and praise of this great master.

However, Ye Qingzhou was a typical straight man, so he coughed lightly and said, "Do you want me to be more direct, or more tactful?"

"Okay, stop! Don't say anymore!"

Li Yan'er was speechless. She was clever and quick-witted, and upon hearing this, she immediately understood what kind of disgusting evaluation Ye Qingzhou was about to make.

Since it's not something she wants to hear anyway, she might as well not listen at all!

Since they were old classmates, Ye Qingzhou casually gave Li Yan'er a few pointers: "The sword technique you practice should be the 'Eight Slashes of Shenxiao' from the Shenxiao Sword Sect, right?"

"Well, I've only practiced for three months, and there are many parts I haven't mastered yet."

"You're overthinking it. Let's think about how to get started first."

Ye Qingzhou's words were blunt, which made Li Yan'er glare at him angrily.

But without a doubt, Ye Qingzhou's view is correct: the skill levels of moves are beginner, proficient, master, advanced, perfect, and superb.

To master the essence, one needs to delve into the principles of the moves, to the point of knowing not only what they are but also why they are. Only then can one be said to have mastered the essence.

However, Li Yan'er's "Eight Slashes of the Divine Firmament" couldn't even achieve the basic level of combining qi and strength, and was far from mastering the essence.

Ye Qingzhou said to her, "What you need to do now is to initially master the technique of coordinating breathing and exertion. The release and withdrawal of internal energy must be consistent with the release and withdrawal of sword moves. The essence of the 'Eight Slashes of Shenxiao' is nothing more than eight sword moves: sweeping, chopping, deflecting, slicing, sweeping, blocking, cutting, and thrusting."

Immediately, Ye Qingzhou drew his Xuanjian sword, using it as a saber to simulate the eight saber moves, while simultaneously coordinating his internal energy with the wind and thunder techniques.

He moved with agility, his moves were fluid and effortless, demonstrating a level of proficiency that left Li Yan'er completely dumbfounded.

"When did you steal the 'Eight Cuts of the Divine Firmament'?!"

"I learned how to use it after watching it just once. Is it that difficult?"

"..."

Li Yan'er was so angry she wanted to hit someone. It took her half a year to learn the eight sword moves of "Eight Slashes of the Divine Firmament" before she could barely use them, and even then, she couldn't control them freely.

Her master said that if she wanted to master everything, she would need at least a year of hard work.

Ye Qingzhou, on the other hand, only looked at her once and then learned it?

Moreover, once you use it, you'll be at a proficient level. I'm afraid if you practice for another half hour, you'll be able to master it.

Is this even a human being?

"What's wrong? You look so pale."

Ye Qingzhou looked completely bewildered.

Li Yan'er pursed her lips, saying resentfully, "Suddenly I feel so stupid. How can the difference between people be so huge?"

Ye Qingzhou understood, and then comforted her, "There's nothing I can do, I'm a peerless genius, one in a million. And you don't need to be discouraged, actually if you train for another ten or eight years... you'll have my current strength."

"..."

Li Yan'er felt suffocated.

She needs to train for another ten or eight years to catch up with Ye Qingzhou today.

Look at this, is this even human language?!

"What's wrong now?"

"It's nothing. You're good at comforting people. Don't do that next time."

Li Yan'er gritted her teeth and said, but her anger subsided in an instant. She then asked about another matter: "With your strength, you should participate in the Phoenix Chick Cup Tournament, right?"

"Yes, I will represent Linjiang No.1 Middle School in the competition."

"Hehe, I'll invite my old classmates from Class 9 to cheer you on."

The two were in Class 9 in junior high school. Since entering high school, they have gone their separate ways and rarely keep in touch.

Finally, Li Yan'er treated Ye Qingzhou to dinner before the two parted ways under the cover of night.

Not long after, Li Yan'er received a call from her high school classmate Lu Jingyao: "Where's your handsome old flame?"

"It's an old classmate, don't call me that."

Li Yan'er corrected.

"This is a blue-chip stock. If you don't seize it, you might regret it for the rest of your life."

"If you can hold onto something, is it still called fate? Sigh, he was just an ordinary guy back in junior high, I never imagined he'd be so amazing now."

Then Li Yan'er went online to check and exclaimed in surprise.

Lu Jingyao was startled: "What's wrong?"

"Ye Qingzhou, he won the Qinglan Sword Fighting Tournament!"

After watching the replay of the match, Li Yan'er remained in a state of shock, especially the final battle between Ye Qingzhou and Zhu Jinfeng, which she found unbelievable.

Both competitors were ridiculously strong, and the power of their moves was so great that they tore the entire ring apart!

Even Zhu Jinfeng, who was at a disadvantage, was someone Li Yan'er could only look up to, let alone Ye Qingzhou, who won with overwhelming strength.

"So, he was just playing around with me today; he wasn't serious at all."

Li Yan'er felt extremely disappointed, after all, she had been quite confident in her strength since she started practicing martial arts.

But now that she's met her old classmate Ye Qingzhou, she instantly feels uncomfortable. It's like a multi-millionaire returning home in glory, feeling triumphant and full of pride, only to discover that her next-door neighbor is a billionaire!

The psychological gap was really hard to accept at the time.

However, Li Yan'er quickly calmed down. She was genuinely happy for Ye Qingzhou and even felt proud of him—my old classmate is amazing!

Finally, Li Yan'er couldn't resist posting Ye Qingzhou's heroic figure in the sword fighting competition to her junior high school class group.

Soon, a group of old classmates who had been lying in wait were brought out.

"Holy crap, Ye Qingzhou went to film a movie?"

"This isn't a movie; it's real footage from a fencing tournament!"

"Is he really that good now?"

Ye Qingzhou's victory in the sword fighting competition quickly ignited the long-dormant junior high school class group chat, as the event was simply too much of a hot topic.

The champion is right beside me!

"Yan'er, how do you know all this?"

"I met Ye Qingzhou at Jilei Mountain today. He's really amazing now. I've been practicing my sword for half a year, but I probably wouldn't last a single move against him."

"My goodness, Yan'er, you've even made it into Mount Jilei?"

"I could only get to the outermost area. Ye Qingzhou is the real expert. He went straight to the mountaintop area to absorb the innate Jia wood energy. And through our conversation, I also learned that he has already forged his martial bones. It's said that it cost him fifty million."

Li Yan'er's news once again caused an uproar in the entire class group.

"Fifty million!"

"I can't even imagine how much this costs."

We're all students; we don't even have 5,000 yuan, let alone 50 million.

Someone lamented, "I should have gone to learn martial arts too."

Then someone complained: "You need the talent too. First, you have to get into a prestigious university to enjoy the free martial arts training. Then you have to perform exceptionally well to be eligible to join the fighting center and start competing for a spot. Every step is a threshold, and I wonder how many people will be eliminated."

"Yes, martial arts training is not easy. Not only do you have to be willing to endure hardship, but you also need talent. In the end, only a minority of people succeed."

Some of my old classmates in the group didn't even get into high school, let alone a prestigious one.

They could only envy Ye Qingzhou's treatment.

Meanwhile, after saying goodbye to Li Yan'er, Ye Qingzhou prepared to take a taxi to the South Station and board the high-speed train to embark on his journey home.

While we were waiting for the bus, three white vans suddenly stopped by the roadside, the doors snapped open, and a large group of people rushed out.

They were dressed in security company uniforms with the words "Ruibang Security Services Co., Ltd." written on them. There were 21 of them in total, and they were carrying sticks studded with iron nails. Without saying a word, they surrounded Ye Qingzhou.

The leader was vicious and had a ferocious face. His body was full of vigor and vitality, clearly indicating that he was also a trained martial artist with strength close to that of a professional.

"That's him! Beat him to death!"

Zhou Lianyu waved his hand, and his henchmen immediately swarmed forward.

They were all menacing men, and they swung their clubs, studded with iron nails, directly at Ye Qingzhou, clearly not afraid of killing him.

"Sigh, isn't it good to be alive?"

Ye Qingzhou remained still, but the sword intent emanating from his body had already been pushed to its limit.

The mind and the sword move in tandem!

The sword of the mind—with a single thought, the sword's intent strikes the enemy.

Before the thugs who surrounded him could even let out a scream, their eyes rolled back and they collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

In that instant, their souls were annihilated by Ye Qingzhou's Heart Sword, and they are now beyond dead.

This bizarre scene left Zhou Lianyu and Yang Yongchao, who were smoking, dumbfounded. They were expecting to see a joke.

Now he's become a laughingstock!

Ye Qingzhou stepped over the corpses scattered on the ground and walked unhurriedly towards the two men: "Your vital energy is far superior to that of ordinary people, so I spared your lives. Tell me, who sent you?"

Yang Yongchao was lighting a cigarette for Zhou Lianyu when he was so frightened that his hands were trembling, and he ended up setting Zhou Lianyu's collar on fire.

Zhou Lianyu wasn't much better off; the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground, and he even forgot to exhale the smoke he had inhaled, causing him to cough until tears streamed down his face.

"Misunderstanding... ah."

"We're here to find Fu Guojun. He's just an ordinary person. You're so capable, you definitely aren't Fu Guojun."

Yang Yongchao wore a forced smile, but cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Unfortunately, Ye Qingzhou's flawless sword heart instantly succumbed to their lies: "Wrong answer."

Clang~

With a flash of light, the Xuanjian Sword returned to its sheath, leaving Yang Yongchao cleaved in two, his blood and internal organs steaming on the ground.

Even the bread cart behind Yang Yongchao was cleaved in two by the sword energy, the cuts so smooth they looked as if they had been laser-cut, and they were scalding red.

Zhou Lianyu was completely terrified. He had killed people before, but he had never seen anyone cut in half from head to toe.

"Your turn. Tell the truth, or die."

Ye Qingzhou was ruthless and taciturn, and clearly lacked patience.

Zhou Lianyu's jaw trembled violently as Yang Yongchao's blood flowed to his feet, soaking his trouser legs.

Finally, to save his life, he had no choice but to tell the truth with a mournful face: "My manager sent me here, saying he wanted to teach you a lesson. There's a cause for every grievance, and this has nothing to do with me. Please, boss, spare my life."

At this moment, Zhou Lianyu was crying his eyes out, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Ye Qingzhou repeatedly.

Ye Qingzhou was certain he was telling the truth this time, so she didn't kill him, wanting to preserve a witness: "Who is your manager?"

"Xing Jiansong!"

"Xing Jiansong? What's his relationship with Xing Yaoming?"

"It's his son."

"I see."

Ye Qingzhou understood immediately; this was a case of beating the young one, and now the old one had arrived.

Just as Ye Qingzhou was considering how to storm their doorstep, eliminate the problem completely, and resolve the issue, another group of people suddenly surrounded him: "Don't move!"

"I am Cao Yangxiong, the captain of the fourth enforcement team of the Xingcheng Martial Arts Association!"

A tall, square-faced middle-aged man and his men surrounded the scene, making it impossible for anyone to pass.

Looking at the corpses strewn across the ground and Ye Qingzhou standing expressionlessly amidst them, Cao Yangxiong flew into a rage: "This is Xingcheng! How dare you, a martial artist, indiscriminately slaughter ordinary people and commit such a heinous crime? You truly have no respect for our Martial Arts Association!"

Despite the opponent's attempt to intimidate and intimidate, Ye Qingzhou remained calm: "According to the law, martial artists have unlimited self-defense rights when attacked and their lives are in danger. Although they are ordinary people, they attacked me with weapons. I fought back when my life was threatened. What crime have I committed?"

"You're just making excuses and sophistry; do you think it's true just because you say so?"

Cao Yangxiong was clearly prepared this time; otherwise, how could he have jumped out right after the murder and Ye Qingzhou had just committed the killing?

"Captain Cao, help me!"

Zhou Lianyu scrambled to Cao Yangxiong's side, looking as if he had finally found a savior, and kept crying out for help.

Cao Yangxiong, as if he had seized on Ye Qingzhou's weakness, immediately demanded, "Now that we have both witnesses and physical evidence, do you still intend to deny it?"

"Captain Cao, you have to save me! He's trying to kill me!"

"Rest assured, our Martial Arts Association exists to protect ordinary people from martial arts criminals."

Cao Yangxiong casually labeled Ye Qingzhou a "martial arts criminal," using the label with great skill, clearly not the first time he had done something like this.

"Ye Qingzhou, is that right? Please come back with me to cooperate with the Martial Arts Association's investigation!"

Cao Yangxiong waved his hand, and four members of the Fourth Enforcement Team behind him stepped out and surrounded Ye Qingzhou: "Don't even think about resisting the law with violence, or you will have nowhere to stand in the entire Hunan Province."

"interesting."

Ye Qingzhou also realized that Zhou Lianyu and the others were setting a trap to target him.

As for going back with Cao Yangxiong?

Only a fool would go back with him.

There are always some fools who think they can clear their name when facing violent organizations, but in reality, they are just walking into a trap and courting death.

The other party clearly harbors ill intentions towards you, yet you still go with them to their territory. How can you not end up as a fish on a chopping board?

When the time comes, do you think you can clearly say whether you are guilty or innocent?

funny.

And even if things are eventually resolved, how do we account for the suffering endured during that time?

Therefore, Ye Qingzhou would never surrender without a fight, not even in the wildest dreams.

"You want to arrest me?"

Cao Yangxiong sneered, "Kid, I advise you not to ruin your future. Just come back with me obediently, and you'll only suffer a little."

"Sigh, how dare a piece of trash like you threaten me? It seems I was too polite, making you mistakenly believe that you could talk to me as an equal."

Ye Qingzhou sighed softly, then raised his hand and pressed down: "From now on, you will kneel down and speak to me."

Clang~

A dazzling sword intent soared into the sky, covering an area of ​​ten feet in radius. The sword's cry was like the roar of an angry dragon, and the mental pressure as heavy as Mount Tai instantly forced Cao Yangxiong and the others to their knees.

They felt as if a mountain was weighing on their shoulders.

"Ah! You!"

Cao Yangxiong felt deeply humiliated. He tried to struggle to his feet, but his professional eighth-level cultivation was utterly useless at this moment, leaving him kneeling on the ground, unable to even lift his head: "This is... a mental martial art?"

He was deeply shocked; Cao Yangxiong had never heard of such a powerful mental martial art before.

The Heart Sword Secret Technique is the ultimate skill passed down by the Divine Feather Sword Emperor. It is ranked as a super-level martial art, which greatly violates the common sense of martial arts. How could Cao Yangxiong possibly imagine it?

"Ye Qingzhou! I'm warning you... don't do anything reckless! If you kill us, you'll be wanted by the Martial Arts Association!"

Cao Yangxiong realized at this moment that he had thought he was the hunter and Ye Qingzhou was the prey.

In reality, he was no match for Ye Qingzhou at all.

A professional eighth-dan martial artist like myself, facing a martial arts apprentice who even brought his own people, still managed to lose.

"Damn it, that bastard Xing Jiansong ruined my life!"

Cao Yangxiong cursed inwardly, his biggest fear being that Ye Qingzhou would kill them all in a fit of rage.

"Ugh, what a hassle."

Ye Qingzhou thought for a moment and decided not to take action. Instead, he took out his phone and called Xu Lan to tell her about the situation that night.

After listening, Xu Lan's expression turned serious: "You stay where you are and don't let them ruin the scene. I'll find someone to help you clean up the mess."

"Yes, thank you for your help, Teacher Xu."

Twenty minutes later, Sun Lichao, the captain of the third enforcement team of the Xingcheng Martial Arts Association, arrived at the scene with his men. Upon seeing Ye Qingzhou, he immediately rushed forward to greet him, "Ye Qingzhou, are you alright?"

The two were already acquaintances; Sun Lichao had cleaned up the mess left by Zhan Lie last time.

"Hello Captain Sun, I'm fine."

Ye Qingzhou pointed around: "They were able to ambush me with weapons, so I was forced to fight back. This is the crime scene. You can start collecting evidence now."

Then Ye Qingzhou pointed at Zhou Lianyu: "In order to facilitate the investigation and evidence collection and to find out the truth behind the scenes, I deliberately left one person alive."

"..."

Sun Lichao felt a headache coming on after hearing this.

Brother, there were twenty-one people, and you only spared one?

Are you the devil?

(End of this chapter)