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

"Ye Sheng!?"

Ye Qingzhou was called back by a voice behind him and turned around to see a strange figure.

But the other party came forward excitedly, his expression was quite fanatical: "It's really you, Ye Sheng!"

"you are?"

"I'm Wu Funing!"

Ye Qingzhou instantly remembered that when he was doing live broadcasts to brush up his mental power, there was indeed a top brother named Wu Funing.

"It is you."

Ye Qingzhou immediately responded with a pleasant expression.

I have to give some face to the top guy on the list who has given me a big rocket.

"Ye Sheng, you haven't been live streaming recently, and your videos haven't been updated for a long time."

After seeing Ye Qingzhou, Wu Funing immediately turned into a crazy person who urged Ye Qingzhou to update his works.

But Ye Qingzhou is no longer the same person he used to be, and he no longer cares about the little bit of mental energy he can earn from live streaming, so he even put the account 'Sword Saint Ye Qingzhou' aside for a long time.

"Definitely next time."

"..."

The corners of Wu Funing's mouth twitched. He felt helpless to have such an idol who was a pigeon king.

But then he changed the subject: "Ye Sheng, are you here to participate in the Heavenly Sword Cup as well?"

"Ah."

"When is your game?"

Wu Funing looked expectant.

"I don't have to play in the qualifiers, so if you want to watch it, you'll probably have to wait until the main tournament."

Ye Qingzhou's eyes were still on the ring, chatting with Wu Funing.

Tickets for the main competition are very expensive. After all, it is a battle between masters or even grandmasters. The cost of the defensive array that needs to be set up at the arena alone is very high, so the cost of each sect basically exceeds five figures, which is roughly equivalent to the total annual income of many ordinary families.

But this amount of money is obviously nothing to the rich second generation Wu Funing.

Then Wu Funing talked about another thing: "Ye Sheng, the owner of Baihe Tower, Shang Qingyun, also came to participate in the competition this time. It's all thanks to you."

"what?"

Ye Qingzhou looked puzzled, he didn't even know the owner of Baihe Tower.

"Hehe, didn't you improve the Crane Shadow Sword Technique before? Shang Qingyun successfully advanced to the Martial Arts Master and obtained the qualification to participate in the Heavenly Sword Cup by relying on the Crane Shadow Sword Technique at the perfect level."

"I see……"

Ye Qingzhou found it interesting when he heard this.

Thinking back to the beginning, I started live streaming in order to gather the mental energy needed for cultivation, and then I met Wu Funing, a rich second-generation.

Wu Funing also bought the White Crane Tower's inherited martial arts "Crane Shadow Sword Technique", and finally relied on his own deductions to perfect this sword technique, and even possessed some characteristics of the mental method. This allowed Shang Qingyun to open the bridge between heaven and earth and be promoted to a martial arts master after comprehending the essence of it.

The strong can change the fate of the weak with just a few moves. This is the law that governs the human world.

At this time, a battle to determine the winner and the weak was also taking place on the ring.

Two beautiful figures were shuttling back and forth in the crisscrossing sword lights. The difference between life and death was only a hair's breadth, and their swordsmanship was on par with each other.

But there are huge differences in sword styles.

Xu Yunxi's swordsmanship is like a cold moon hanging in the sky, its clear light shining on the river. The sword energy is invisible and intangible, but the sword intent is chilling to the bone, making people's backs chill.

In contrast, Song Ling's moves are flexible, fast and clever, and her sword moves are unconventional. They have a bit of the majestic, beautiful, strange, dangerous and mysterious charm of Mount Emei, and are swift and strange.

The swords clashed, making crisp clinking sounds.

Song Ling's qi followed the sword, and her eyes followed the sword. Her "Emei Sword Technique" fully demonstrated the Bashu sword school's fighting style of hardness, softness, crispness, speed and cleverness. At the same time, she also brought the female body's flexibility to the extreme, bursting out with amazing fighting power, launching a swift and aggressive attack on Xu Yunxi.

clang~ clang~ clang~
Song Ling chopped Xu Yunxi with three consecutive powerful sword strikes, forcing her to retreat step by step.

Outside the ring, Xu Yuebing saw her sister falling into a disadvantage and became worried instantly.

Ye Qingzhou sensed her intention and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Sister Yunxi will win."

As expected, as soon as Ye Qingzhou finished speaking, he retreated to the edge of the ring. Xu Yunxi, who had nowhere to retreat, finally launched a counterattack.

Zheng~
The sword light like moonlight suddenly burst out, and the cold light illuminated all directions, enveloping Song Ling in an instant. The bone-chilling coldness made her thinking stop for half a second.

For an expert, this is enough to decide life or death.

When Song Ling came to her senses, the tip of Xu Yunxi's sword was already against her throat.

In desperation, she could only resign and admit defeat.

"I lost."

"Concession."

Xu Yunxi sheathed her sword. She had not won the battle easily.

But the harder the process to victory, the sweeter the fruit of victory. In the first battle, Xu Yunxi defeated a strong enemy from the first-class martial arts school, Bashu Sword School, and successfully made her famous.

"She is worthy of being a rising star in the martial arts world, praised by even Tianjian Sikong Jingming. Even Song Ling from the Bashu Sword School is no match for her."

"The key is that she is beautiful. Her appearance is absolutely amazing."

In the audience, many people have begun to notice Xu Yunxi's presence and remember her name.

You know, the Tianjian Cup is a martial arts competition with international influence. In recent sessions, it has even begun to invite famous swordsmen from Europe and the Northern Alliance to participate, and the intensity has skyrocketed.

In comparison, even though Xu Yunxi was famous before, her fame was often limited to Hunan Province.

Now that she has shined in the Tianjian Cup qualifiers, her fame has immediately spread across the country, and even people overseas are paying attention to her, which is completely different from the past.

"Sister, congratulations!"

"Thank you for coming to cheer me up."

Xu Yunxi walked slowly and gracefully towards Ye Qingzhou and Xu Yuebing with lotus steps.

Afterwards, she looked at Ye Qingzhou humbly and asked, "Is there anything I can improve on in my performance just now?"

"Your Xu family's "Wu Xiang Sword Sutra" has a total of five realms, namely the entry-level level of being something but not there, the proficient level of being shadowless, the mastery level of being invisible, the great success level of being ethereal, and the perfect level of being the Heavenly Sword without form."

Although Ye Qingzhou had never really practiced, he still had a broad vision. Therefore, from a high-level perspective, he was not unfamiliar with the Linjiang Xu family's inherited skills: "The key to the seemingly existent and non-existent is to hide the sword within the sword, one bright and one dark, disturbing people's sight and hearing. And the key to being without a trace is speed."

While he was dictating, he was also demonstrating to Xu Yunxi.

Zheng~
The sword was swung out with such speed that it left no trace and no trace!

The human retina cannot capture the slashing attack that exceeds the speed of sound, so it is truly worthy of the word "invisible and traceless".

"Sister Yunxi, your sword skills are already superb enough. The only problem is that it's not fast enough."

Ye Qingzhou slashed casually, and the sword blade cut through the air at ten times the speed of sound, igniting a blazing flame and surging high-pressure airflow, which almost made Wu Funing, who was standing nearby, pop his eyes out.

Many of the audience around them also gasped and cried out in surprise. "What the hell!"

"Super fast sword skills, who is this boss?"

"Why does he look younger than Xu Yunxi?"

There is no doubt that Ye Qingzhou's casual sword strike at ten times the speed of sound is enough to make his opponent unable to defend himself and suffer defeat. There is no need for so many fancy changes in moves.

Xu Yunxi was born with a Gengjin sword energy, so she had a great understanding of swordsmanship. She immediately understood what Ye Qingzhou said: "I understand how to proceed."

Ye Qingzhou smiled and said, "I have a sword technique here that is very suitable for you. After you learn it, you will become stronger and stronger in battles."

"Ok?"

Xu Yunxi was very curious. After all, she knew that Ye Qingzhou had extremely high standards and he looked down upon ordinary swordsmanship.

"This sword technique can only be understood but not explained."

Ye Qingzhou took a step forward and performed the secret technique of heart sword to communicate with Xu Yunxi through mind.

In an instant, Xu Yunxi felt a huge flow of information being injected into her body from her forehead, making her whole body warm, as if she had returned to the mother's womb and was immersed in warm amniotic fluid.

"There is no constant state of warfare, just as there is no constant shape of water. This is one of the three unique skills of the Great Tang Dynasty, and it is the swordsmanship of the sword master Pei Min. He was a general of the Great Tang Dynasty, and all his swordsmanship attainments were acquired on the battlefield. Therefore, it is in line with the mysteries of the art of war. When the moves are in operation, the emphasis is on changing like flowing water, penetrating every hole. It is a truly peerless sword move that has reached the pinnacle."

Ye Qingzhou's voice resounded throughout Xu Yunxi's heart. At this moment, the relationship between the two was even closer than that of a couple who were honest with each other.

After all, even a husband and wife may sleep in the same bed but have different dreams, but at this moment, their souls are blended together without reservation.

However, the peerless sword moves inherited from Pei Min left Xu Yunxi no time to think about anything else, and her mind was completely immersed in the understanding of the sword moves.

"Is this the swordsmanship of Sword Saint Pei Min? I never thought it could complement the "Wu Xiang Sword Sutra" of my Linjiang Xu family to such an extent."

The two sword techniques have too many similarities, but they also make up for their respective shortcomings and omissions.

The more Xu Yunxi realized, the more she couldn't stop, and the aftertaste was endless.

"Pei Min's sword skills are to defeat all moves with no moves, and to break all the 'actions' in the world with the change of impermanence and uncertainty. The pursuit of the "Formless Sword Sutra" is to achieve the infinite supreme sword moves with no form.

After the telepathy was completed, Ye Qingzhou asked, "How is it? Have you experienced the benefits of this sword technique?"

"Ah."

Xu Yunxi nodded: "It is worthy of Pei Min's famous skill. His swordsmanship is unpredictable. As long as he keeps fighting, he can accumulate experience and constantly transform and improve. His potential is unlimited."

"I want to learn too!"

For some reason, Xu Yuebing felt a little jealous.

"Okay, I'll teach you."

Ye Qingzhou scratched her nose lovingly.

Anyway, the sword technique was created to be used by people, and Ye Qingzhou had already secretly used symbolic and numerical thinking to compile this sword technique.

What was passed down through the secret art of mind-to-mind communication was not just swordsmanship, it also contained the seed of the sword path.

Ye Qingzhou planted the seeds of sword in Xu Yunxi's heart, which means that the more Xu Yunxi fights with others with swords in the future, the sword skills she develops will be acquired by Ye Qingzhou, and thus constantly transformed and iterated into more perfect sword moves.

Simply put, the more people learn, the greater the benefit Ye Qingzhou will gain.

Ye Qingzhou couldn't help but start looking forward to what kind of flowers these sown sword seeds would bloom and what kind of fruits they would bear.

On the ring, the next contestant will soon appear.

One of them was the newly promoted martial arts master, Shang Qingyun, the owner of Baihe Tower.

Although he is nearly sixty years old and has exhausted his potential, as a newly-crowned martial arts master, Shang Qingyun actually has a bit of the youthful vigor of an old man at this moment and seems to be full of fighting spirit.

When another contestant came on stage, Ye Qingzhou was slightly surprised.

"It's actually him?"

"Why, you know each other?"

Xu Yunxi looked at Ye Qingzhou curiously.

"Ah."

Ye Qingzhou nodded: "He can be considered my apprentice."

At this time, the person who came on stage was Chen Ze, known as the 'Sudden Rain Sword'. He also came to participate in the Heavenly Sword Cup, but did not inform Ye Qingzhou in advance.

All I can say is that he is a true sword fanatic who has no idea about the ways of the world, or rather, he just doesn't care.

In the audience, almost all the disciples of Baihe Tower were there, wearing the same training clothes, holding banners, and cheering for Shang Qingyun.

"Master, you have to do your best!"

"The future of our White Crane Tower depends on you!"

“Spread your wings and fly high into the sky!”

The disciples of Baihe Tower are still working very hard. After all, Shang Qingyun is now the pillar of the entire sect. As a third-rate small martial arts sect, what Baihe Tower desires most now is to be promoted to a second-rate medium-sized sect.

Not far from the seats of the Baihelou support group, Du Sen, the leader of the Lingshe Sect, also came to the scene, but he was not there to cheer for his 'good friend' Shang Qingyun.

Although the two have been friends for decades, what is worrying is not the lack of friendship but the inequality of distribution. Du Sen is worried that his old friend will have a hard life and will also be afraid that he will drive a Land Rover.

So, this time he was looking forward to it very much, and kept praying in his heart that Shang Qingyun would suffer a great defeat.

Of course, Du Sen is not a devil. If Shang Qingyun loses too badly, he will not add insult to injury, but will comfort him with kind words.

Dang~
The bell rang and the competition officially began.

In a flash, Shang Qingyun moved quickly, his figure flashed by, he drew his sword and went straight to the opponent's center.

"In this battle, I must make the White Crane Tower famous!"

Zheng~
Shang Qingyun was still looking forward to a good start when his eyes suddenly turned white and his vision was covered by a dazzling sword light.

The flying sword suddenly appeared.

Chen Ze's sword was as fast as lightning and as violent as a storm, swift, fierce, and brutal.

Shang Qingyun was stabbed by the sword before he even heard the sound.

Before losing consciousness, Shang Qingyun was in a daze, with his mind full of question marks.

who am I?
where am I?
What's wrong with me?
In less than a second, his figure fell to the ground with a loud bang.

It took a full half minute for the audience to react.

"Fuck, what just happened?"

"What a quick sword!"

"I just looked down at my phone and the game is over?"

"Who is the opponent? Has the winner of a master-level competition ever been decided so quickly?"

Everyone found it incredible. Even Ye Qingzhou, who taught Chen Ze the Fei Jue Sword Scripture, was surprised: "Has he mastered the Fei Jue Sword Scripture so quickly?" (End of this chapter)