I am a swordsman in a strange city

Chapter 41 The City at Night Belongs to Me
Wang Jianke is naturally not called Wang Jianke, but Wang Jing. He is the president of the Hai City Kendo Association, and the Kendo Association has the power to host kendo competitions.

Although swordsman is not a powerful supernatural profession in the current supernatural world, there are still many people among the people who like to watch kendo competitions.

Some kendo competition champions are equivalent to big stars.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Pei Ju found Wang Jianke's sword field.

It looked like a newly rented venue, the walls were freshly painted and there was a faint smell of paint.

Someone led the way to the registration office. He just gave his name and the other party immediately recognized him. Then he was led to the place where he would study and was never asked to pay tuition throughout the whole process.

Moreover, he also saw the Swordsman Wang.

Wang Jianke had a pale face and no beard. He looked thin and even a little sickly.

"Hello, Uncle Wang." Pei Ju greeted.

"Pei Ju, is your grandfather okay?" Wang Jianke's voice was not loud, a little soft, but his nickname was Wang Jianke, and his grandfather said that there were not many real swordsmen in this world.

"Grandpa is fine, thank you, President Wang." Pei Ju bowed and saluted.

Swordsman Wang waved his hand and said, "Fourth Master has helped me before, but I've never thanked him. A swordsman never needs to express gratitude verbally."

Pei Ju didn't know what to say after hearing what the other party said.

He didn't say anything else, patted Pei Ju's shoulder, and said, "Go over there, class is about to start."

Pei Ju came to the group of students and soon found a person. It could be said that the person saw him early and smiled at him.

The person had long golden hair and a beautiful face. Her smile was as bright as her hair. She waved and called out, "Pei Ju..."

"Oh, Liu Yijia! Why are you here too?"

"I want to learn swordsmanship. I want to learn sword dancing in the future."

Everyone was looking at them, and Liu Yijiajia's bright appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Soon, someone came to teach everyone swordsmanship. Because they had to take an exam, everyone came here to learn the same set of swordsmanship, which was called the Seventh Set of Swordsmanship of the Longxiong Republic.

This set of sword techniques is used to lay the foundation for sword practice. Although there are many sword moves, most of them are used to exercise the body and standardize movements. If you can practice this set of sword techniques fluently, you can obtain a first-level swordsman certificate. Speaking of it, it feels quite easy.

The person who taught everyone sword skills was a young man in his twenties. He was Wang Jianke's apprentice, named Wang Jianchen, and was Wang Jianke's fellow townsman.

He first performed the seventh set of sword techniques. Pei Ju could see that his body, eyes, hands and steps were all very good. His sword techniques were smooth and flowing, and the sword light shone brightly under the light as it turned.

Soon the morning passed. He didn't go home for lunch. When he wanted to go out to eat, Liu Yijiajia asked him to eat together. There was another girl with her, whom Pei Ju didn't know. He thought there was nothing wrong with going out to eat together, so they went to eat noodles together.

They continued practicing in the afternoon until four o'clock in the afternoon. Pei Ju, Liu Yijiajia and another girl went home together. They all lived in the Shentu Divine Area, so naturally they went together.

In the evening, after dinner, we went to Qingdai Tower again.

In the shadows outside the building, he saw some people standing together, seemingly talking in low voices. His arrival attracted some attention, but that was all. He entered the building through the half-open door and saw a light.

I walked towards the light, and just like last time, the light was dim.

Just like last time, the lights seemed to be constantly changing their position, and it seemed that the images of light refracted in the eyes would change.

He paused and felt with his heart.

He did not look directly at the direction with his eyes, but felt the direction, then turned and walked there. In his eyes, it was clearly dark there, but after walking five or six steps, a fire appeared in the darkness.

There were already six people sitting at the table, and he was the last one to arrive. Everyone looked at him and no one said anything.

He didn't say anything either, just bowed to Han Yitong and sat down.

"Today I will tell you about the formation and division of professions at home and abroad." Han Yitong sat there with a lamp placed among the crowd.

"The term 'profession' has only been used in recent decades and has quickly become established globally. In the past, we kept it a secret, and family traditions were passed down to males, not females. Within a sect, the true skills were only passed down to one or two disciples."

"Those who haven't learned the true teachings are generally called outer disciples, or apprentices. Two consecutive wars that swept the world brought these hidden secrets to light, and thus the secret forbidden knowledge came to light."

"You should all know that all our abilities are learned from 'spirits'. In other words, from ghosts and gods. In this world of ours, there exists another dimension that we cannot see or touch. They coexist with us in the same world, and we can communicate with them through various means."

"Once the consciousness is connected, it is like falling into a dream. Here, the consciousness may be devoured, parasitized, or it may learn the abilities of the 'spirit'."

"We call this process channeling."

"When you enter a spiritual world, some are big, some are small, some are bloody, some are tender, but no matter what kind of world it is, if you indulge in it, you will die."

"Some people abroad call this a psychic game, and even run simple psychic rituals as entertainment. This hasn't been allowed in our country yet."

"You may ask, why do we have to enter there to learn the abilities there?"

"Because some things cannot be expressed in words, once they are put into words, they lose their spiritual charm. More importantly, what we learn there will form a spiritual imprint in our own spirituality."

"Overseas, it's also called curse binding. The acquisition of a certain ability will also be accompanied by a certain curse."

Han Yitong looked at everyone's expressions and found that some people's expressions changed slightly.

"You've all heard, to some degree or another, that the more powerful a person is, the heavier the curse they carry. These curses linger within their souls, and some people, unable to bear them, die young. After death, the curses within them are released, forming mysterious leaks. Therefore, every powerful transcendent is a danger to this world."

"Do you still want to become real professionals?" Han Yitong asked.

Seven people sat there. Some moved slightly, but someone else said, "Teacher Han, I want to become a professional."

"Where are the others?" Han Yitong asked again.

"Same."

"That's right." Everyone else answered. Pei Ju was certainly not surprised. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were firm.

"I hope you won't regret it in the future." Han Yitong said calmly, "Now let's talk about what a real career is."

"There are two definitions of true professions: mature professions and immature professions. Mature professions are the result of everyone's experience. Over the years, everyone has combined their abilities, allowing the curses between them to form a chain that restrains each other and prevents them from getting out of control."

"An immature profession is one that only pursues powerful abilities, but the curses brought by each ability have not formed a complete chain of constraints."

"We must always remember that what we gain is equal to what we give," said Han Yitong.

"Let's take an example. Generally, the qualification for a swordsman isn't based on how many sword techniques he's learned, but rather on whether he's reached a 'sword heart' state, and then whether he's mastered qigong."

"Only when you have mastered these two things can you say you have acquired the profession of a swordsman. Once you have mastered them, you will be able to clearly feel the difference in yourself, and that ability will become your instinct."

"As I said earlier, every spell you gain will carry a curse, but there's another way that doesn't. It's just that this method will make it very, very slow to acquire the spell, so many people don't use it."

Han Yitong didn't pause, but continued, "This method is to learn through knowledge and develop one's own spirituality so that one can truly learn, rather than acquiring it through the imprinting method of a spiritual seal."

"Many people used to think that this way of learning was safe and good, but they only learned one or two basic abilities in their lifetime, wasting their lives and regretting in old age that they hadn't acquired abilities directly through the Spirit Seal Binding method earlier."

Pei Ju listened very carefully. Han Yitong explained the knowledge in great detail.

Finally, it was the time for everyone to ask questions. Everyone asked a question and Han Yitong answered them one by one. Ye Youruo asked a question about bloodline.

Han Yitong said that only those with a deep family professional heritage will slowly form alienated bloodlines among their descendants, and then awaken some innate abilities from birth, which will bring some corresponding defects.

If you want to make up for it, you can only learn something else.

Pei Ju looked at Ye Youruo and found that she had lowered her head, so he asked his question.

He was asking why he heard some ghost stories in the spiritual field, which affected his mood and prevented him from entering into a state of meditation. But after killing a few wolves, he could enter into a state of meditation and practice smoothly.

"In the spiritual world, what you see may have existed before, but many of the things reflected around you are formed by reflecting your own consciousness. Those ghostly voices are indeed the worries and anxieties formed by your own consciousness."

"Then you pushed open the door and walked outside. You instinctively opened your heart and let those thoughts ferment. Then those thoughts materialized into wolves. When you killed these wolves, you actually killed your own distracting thoughts."

"In the world after spiritual communication, there is not only the remaining world of the 'spirit' that is communicated with, but also a part of one's own thoughts." Han Yitong said.

Pei Ju nodded to show that he understood, and then it was time to end.

Everyone went out one after another, and then one by one they were led out of Liujin Street and got into cars.

But this time, Ye Youruo also went home with Pei Ju. Neither of them spoke, but they walked almost one in front and one behind, with only a step's distance between them.

After walking for a while, Pei Ju suddenly came to his senses and asked, "You took a rickshaw back last time, why didn't you take one this time?"

"I want to leave." Ye Youruo's hair is very long and very black. She cut her bangs these two days and now lets her hair down, making her face look very small and she looks a lot more mysterious.

However, the white flower clip on her left side is very beautiful, adding a finishing touch and adding a touch of playfulness and freshness to her mysterious temperament.

"What's the point of walking? It's still a bit dangerous in Hai City at night." Pei Ju said.

"I think the night is very quiet. At this time, walking alone on the street gives me a feeling of freedom, as if the whole city belongs to me." Ye Youruo said with her hands behind her back and her head raised. Pei Ju could feel that she was in a good mood.

"Not really. I'm walking here too. It should be said that this city belongs to the two of us." Pei Ju said with a smile.

Ye Youruo did not answer. She walked past a street lamp, and the withered yellow light of the lamp sprinkled on her face. Pei Ju looked at her and felt that she was like a night elf, admiring the lights.

Pei Ju couldn't help but look at the street lamp and saw mosquitoes swarming around it.

Suddenly, the mosquitoes left the lamp and swarmed towards Ye Youluo below.

Pei Ju felt a little alert and his hand had already reached the handle of the wooden stick.

Ye Youruo let out a shrill scream on the quiet street.

The mosquitoes fell like sand amid the screams.

At this moment, a wild dog suddenly jumped out from the darkness nearby. The hair on its body had fallen off and it looked very thin, but the moment it rushed out, its sharp teeth were exposed under the light.

With a low growl, it pounced over.

Ye Youruo's scream seemed to have angered it.

And as soon as she finished shouting, the dog rushed out.

Ye Youruo was a little at a loss for a moment and retreated repeatedly. She instinctively hid behind Pei Ju. Pei Ju took a step forward and hit the dog's nose with a stick. The wild dog immediately let out a mournful howl and fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, a monkey jumped down from the tree and landed on Ye Youruo's head.

If it landed on her head, the monkey would be able to dig out her eyeballs with its bare hands.

Pei Ju was quick-witted and saw it out of the corner of his eye. He immediately turned the stick sword in his hand upward and stabbed it diagonally upward.

It pierced the monkey's genitals directly. The monkey let out a strange cry and fell to the ground, then immediately jumped up again. Pei Ju's wooden stick chopped down again and hit it directly in the face.

These attacks were so fast that Ye Youruo only had time to circle around Pei Ju to avoid them.

This wild monkey and the monkey that came from nowhere were blocked by Pei Ju.

Of course the monkey was not dead, it was just a little afraid of the stick in Pei Ju's hand.

At this time, several wild dogs and wild cats came out from the alley next to them. These things seemed to have become beasts, and seemed to be driven by people.

(End of this chapter)