Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

"It is the pinnacle of skill, and it is a miraculous skill. It is worthy of being called one of the three greatest sword masters of the Great Tang Dynasty."

With the help of the Heavenly Eye, Ye Qingzhou got a glimpse of the passionate years that were buried in the torrent of history. His own sword intent penetrated the barrier of time, and he reflected on the former peerless swordsman, benefiting a lot from it.

"Three hundred million, it wasn't wasted at last."

"Is the original owner of this wooden box really the Sword Saint Pei Min?"

"Ah."

"Why don't I feel anything?"

Xu Yuebing reached out and touched the wooden box, but felt nothing.

Ye Qingzhou smiled and said, "You have only learned the Heart Sword Secret Technique, and have not learned the advanced Heavenly Rank Technique, so you cannot glimpse the long river of time. It is said that the Divine Feather Sword Emperor has a technique called "One Inch of Time", which also involves the Avenue of Time. Once you learn it, you will be able to sense the traces of history that once existed."

"Can you see through time?"

Xu Yuebing was astonished when he heard this. Even most martial arts families knew nothing about this level of martial arts, but Ye Qingzhou knew it like the back of his hand.

"Where did you learn this?"

"When you can also travel through the void and enter the spiritual world, you will naturally know the mysteries of the world. To the way of heaven, nothing is a secret."

These secrets were naturally learned by Ye Qingzhou when he traveled in the spirit world. Some of them were ancient secrets that he learned through conversations with Qingdi and other ancient emperors.

The martial art "One Inch of Time" is an inheritance left by the Divine Feather Sword Emperor. It was originally prepared for the sisters Xu Yuebing and Xu Yunxi. Ye Qingzhou can completely ask for it on their behalf.

It’s just that Xu Yuebing’s cultivation is not enough now, and she won’t be able to comprehend the skills even if she gets them, so I didn’t get it for her.

After the wooden box containing the authentic calligraphy of the Sage of Cursive Script, which was the finale of the auction, was sold, the appeal of the remaining treasures dropped sharply, so the auction ended quickly.

After leaving the box, Ye Qingzhou and Xu Yuebing met Zhuang Zekun who was also walking out of the room in the long corridor.

The follower beside Zhuang Zekun whispered a few words in his ear, and Zhuang Zekun looked at Ye Qingzhou fiercely, with a strong sense of malice.

As a result, Ye Qingzhou was fine, but Zhuang Zekun's brain suddenly crashed, as if the top of his head had been blown off. He fell backwards in pain and fainted in the blink of an eye.

"Mr. Zhuang!"

"Boss Zhuang, are you okay? Boss Zhuang?"

Zhuang Zekun's bodyguards and entourage immediately became confused upon seeing this and called an ambulance.

"Ok?"

An old man who was accompanying him first glanced at Zhuang Zekun with a serious expression: "You are distracted and your mind is scattered. You are so ruthless. It's really too arrogant."

He stopped in front of Ye Qingzhou and said, "Stop!"

"What, are you in trouble?"

Ye Qingzhou looked at the old man calmly. The old man had a mustache and looked very stylish.

With just one glance, Ye Qingzhou could tell that the other party was a martial arts master at the fourth level of the Ascension Realm.

His cultivation was mediocre, and he looked stale, like a dead bone in a tomb. He had lost the determination and enterprising spirit of a strong man, so Ye Qingzhou had no interest in fighting him at all.

The man with the mustache didn't take Ye Qingzhou seriously. He looked gloomy and took advantage of his age: "You are a capable young man, but you are so reckless. Do you really think I am a nobody in Hong Kong? Tell me, who is your master? Otherwise, I will have to teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders today."

"Why, you want to stand up for that loser?"

Ye Qingzhou faced the man with a mustache, and while talking, he glanced at Zhuang Zekun from the corner of his eye: "He is not even a professional martial artist, but he dared to show hostility to me, so he was killed by my sword of the heart."

"So what?"

The man with a moustache had a look of disdain on his face, and it was obvious that he had no intention of reasoning.

He gathered his five fingers together and clenched his fist. The moment the martial arts energy burst out from between his fingers, causing the earth to roar. "Boy, you dare to hurt our VIP of the Jinhong Club in front of me. You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

Boom~
A punch was thrown out, a strong wind whistled, and the true energy turned into thunder and storm, rushing towards Ye Qingzhou.

Ye Qingzhou first stretched out his hand to protect Xu Yuebing behind him, then he put his fingers together as a sword and slashed forward. The sharp sword energy tore through the storm, shattered the thunder, and slashed towards the man with the mustache.

The clanging sound of the sword exploded in the ears of the man with the mustache like thunder, and the constant warnings in his mind made him shudder: "This kid is so young, but he has such a high level of swordsmanship?"

Zheng~
The man with a moustache stepped on the ground and turned around to avoid the incoming sword energy.

But the wall behind him was in bad luck. Ye Qingzhou slashed it directly, leaving a huge crack several meters long on the entire wall.

"Look at the palm!"

The man with a mustache spread his arms and flew into the air by stepping on the wall. He walked to the left side of Ye Qingzhou as if walking on flat ground, and then pressed his palm on Ye Qingzhou's temple.

The wind and clouds surged in the palm of his hand, and lightning flashed, condensing thousands of thunders into a space between his hands. It was indestructible and powerful.

Boom boom boom~
The wall collapsed, and Ye Qingzhou and the man with a mustache fought from the hotel to the street. The fight between the two martial arts masters quickly caused a sensation on all sides.

The man with the mustache was finding it harder and harder to fight, and at the same time, he was becoming more and more frightened: "This man is so young, yet he has such great skills. Who is he?"

After a few rounds of fist and palm exchanges, the man with the mustache already began to regret his decision.

He initially looked down on Ye Qingzhou because he saw that he was young. But now that they were really fighting, he was surprised to find that Ye Qingzhou had restrained his aura and hidden his cultivation.

He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, cursing wildly in his heart: "Damn it, you are a martial arts master, why didn't you say so earlier! You are pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, how insidious!"

As the saying goes, it is difficult to sheath a sword that has been humiliated. In the current situation, the Jin Hong Society’s signature has been revealed and there is no way the situation can be resolved peacefully.

The banker is the largest employer of the Jin Hong Hui, and there is never a shortage of various offerings every year. If the Jin Hong Hui cannot get its money back, what will happen to it in the future?
Jiang Ang~
The man with the moustache leaped up and took a deep breath. Then his aura continued to rise and lightning flashed on his body, as if a punishment from heaven had come.

"Defeat me!"

Golden Thunder Evil!
The man with the mustache had already used his famous skills, and suddenly disaster clouds gathered in the sky, and golden thunder shone brightly in the dark world.

???

"I was just joking with you, but you're serious?"

Ye Qingzhou immediately drew his sword from its sheath. The three-foot-long blade vibrated in his hand incessantly, like thunder.

Thunder sound sword evil!

Dang~
The Golden Thunder Demon faced off against the Leiyin Sword Demon. Both sides had the attribute of thunder. For a moment, lightning flashed and crackling sounds continued in the air.

Within a radius of several miles, many people's hair suddenly exploded, and under the effect of strong static electricity, they turned into funny afros.

"Young master of swordsmanship, are you Ye Qingzhou?"

The man with the mustache had an unpleasant look on his face. At this moment, he naturally guessed Ye Qingzhou's identity. After all, there were only more than 400 masters in the entire Blue Star.

And the new Grandmaster, with an unfamiliar face and using a sword, who else could it be other than Ye Qingzhou, known as the 'ultimate sword'?

"My name is Cai Liucheng, and I'm an elder of the Jinhong Society. How about we just leave it at that?"

Cai Liucheng had already begun to think about retreating, because he found that he could not defeat Ye Qingzhou at all. If he continued to fight, he might just be defeated by the young. "Haha, you want to run away after pretending to be so cool with me? I still like the way you acted just now, being so arrogant and rebellious. Please recover for a while."

What Ye Qingzhou disliked the most were old bastards like Cai Liucheng who were martial artists. They had little ability but were arrogant and liked to take advantage of their seniority.

Zheng~
The Feishuang Sword vibrated and hummed, and Ye Qingzhou rushed forward and took the initiative to attack.

"You're going too far! Do you really think I can't deal with you?"

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was so disrespectful to him, Cai Liucheng became furious. He clenched his hands into a pair of eagle claws, and the golden thunder at his fingertips turned into deadly arcs of electricity, grabbing towards Ye Qingzhou from the left and right.

If you do this, I'm afraid you can even dig several holes in the deck of the warship.

Ye Qingzhou stepped on the Nine Palaces, his figure was elusive, like a dragon whose head could not be seen but its tail. The two sides were close to each other, yet they seemed to be separated by worlds. No matter how crazy Cai Liucheng tried, he could not grab the corner of Ye Qingzhou's clothes.

The combination of wind and yin forces, high-level body movement martial arts, is so close yet so far away!
This move was originally created by Ye Qingzhou, and now he has further developed it to perfection. His whole Qi appears and disappears from time to time, floating unpredictably, making Cai Liucheng's Qi lock completely useless.

"Damn it!"

Cai Liucheng was unable to capture him after a long time of attack and became increasingly anxious: "What kind of body movement skills did this kid have? He is even harder to catch than a loach!"

However, the more anxious you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

Cai Liucheng took a step too hastily and lost his balance at the moment, and Ye Qingzhou seized the opportunity.

Zheng~
Thunder roared and a long sword flew across the sky!
With a swish sound, Cai Liucheng's door in the middle was wide open and he was cut by Ye Qingzhou's sword energy. His clothes were torn and a hideous sword mark was left on his chest.

Although Cai Liucheng reacted quickly and immediately contracted his muscles to stop the bleeding, he still lost face.

As a veteran master in the martial arts world, losing to a junior in a head-on fight was a huge blow to his reputation.

"you!"

Cai Liucheng forced himself to stand firm, his face turning pale.

This time, he really failed, and failed miserably. Even at his age, his martial arts potential had been exhausted long ago, and he was afraid that he would never be able to get back at Ye Qingzhou himself.

"You guys stop it!"

The Hong Kong Martial Arts Association arrived late, and several professional law enforcement team members wanted to come up and arrest people. However, when they recognized Cai Liucheng's identity, they immediately became numb.

"Master Cai...Grandmaster Cai?"

"Humph!"

Cai Liucheng made one wrong move in chess and lost face. How could he stay and continue to embarrass himself?

He just turned around and left angrily. The Wushu Association law enforcement team that blocked the scene didn't dare to stop him and could only pretend not to see it.

But there were also some new team members who were not very smart and secretly pointed at Ye Qingzhou: "Captain, there is another person over there, do you want to arrest him and question him?"

"I'm asking you this! Do you want me to die?"

The captain gave this idiot a sidelong glance, then approached Ye Qingzhou with a big smile on his face: "Master Ye."

"You recognize me?"

Ye Qingzhou sheathed his sword. He had just vented his anger on Cai Liucheng and was in a good mood at the moment.

"Master Ye is extremely talented and has great potential at a young age. Naturally, I recognize him."

The captain wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but still asked carefully: "Well...can I ask what happened?"

"It's nothing serious. The conflict was caused by a poor guy who couldn't afford the price at the auction, so he tried to use shady tactics. He also had ill intentions towards me, and was killed by my heart sword."

Ye Qingzhou explained the reason nonchalantly.

The captain of the law enforcement team was relieved when he heard that no one was killed. He then quickly complimented him, "I see. This kind of person actually dared to provoke Master Ye. He is so bold. He has brought this upon himself. By the way, can I ask who he is?"

At this moment, an ambulance arrived at the scene, and several burly medical staff pushed a stretcher down: "Who called the ambulance?"

"This way! Come here quickly, Mr. Zhuang is about to die!"

The captain watched Zhuang Zekun being pushed into the ambulance. He was numb all over and turned his head with a blank expression: "Could that person be the second young master of the Zhuang family?"

"Yeah, it's just that poor bastard likes to act like a fool even though he has no money. He must be mentally ill."

"..."

If the son of Hong Kong's richest man, Zhuang Bancheng, is a poor bastard, then what am I?
Are you so poor that the hell is going on?
The captain felt exhausted and was now beginning to worry about how to write the investigation report.

…………

A few hours later, Zhuang Zekun woke up slowly in the hospital ward. The first person he saw was the person he least wanted to see.

Next to the bed, Zhuang Zeqian was leisurely peeling an apple, and he ate it first after peeling it.

Zhuang Zekun did not hide his disgust: "What are you doing here?"

"What are you saying? I'm your elder brother. When I heard that you were in trouble, I naturally came to see you."

Zhuang Zeqian spoke in a soothing tone, in a brotherly and respectful manner.

Zhuang Zekun didn't appreciate it at all: "Are you here to laugh at me?"

"You have indeed become a joke now."

Zhuang Zeqian threw a bill in front of Zhuang Zekun after he finished speaking: "It's just printed out, it's still warm."

After just a few glances at the content, Zhuang Zekun was furious: "Fuck, I didn't smash the things, why should I pay for it? And it's three hundred million, was half of the street built with gold?"

"Your people were the first to attack. Hurry up and pay the money. Don't let this little money affect our banker's reputation in Hong Kong."

Zhuang Zeqian finished the apple in his hand, took out a tissue, and wiped his hands expressionlessly: "You, you are always so impatient, when will you grow up? Every time you have to let me and my father clean up the mess for you, aren't you ashamed?"

"Who asked you to come?"

"Can I not come?"

Zhuang Zeqian felt very disgusted with this smart but rebellious brother, but he was his biological brother after all, and he could not ignore him even for the sake of the Zhuang family's reputation.

"How did you offend Ye Qingzhou, this evil star?"

"I was just thinking about it at the time, I didn't have time to do it!"

"In front of a master-level martial artist, your malice is like a firefly in the dark night. Are you stupid? Do you know how many lives he has on his hands? The number of martial artists who have died under his sword is more than what you see on TV."

Zhuang Zeqian scolded in a tone of disappointment.

It was only then that Zhuang Zekun began to feel scared, and finally admitted his mistake: "How would I know this? No one has ever told me..." (End of this chapter)