Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Yue Zhuoqun smiled, turned around and walked back to his seat: "They are acting on behalf of the Five Mountains Alliance Leader, so show some mercy and don't embarrass Senior Brother Zuo too much."

"Sect Leader, please rest assured, we know what we're doing." Feng Buping said with a smirk, his attitude as if he were instructing a junior disciple.

"Insanity!"

Ding Mian and the other two could not tolerate such words.

As the top three bodyguards, their names alone reveal that they primarily use palm techniques and possess abundant internal energy.

He figured that Feng Buping and the other two were all former disciples of the Sword Sect, specializing in swordsmanship, and their internal strength was definitely inferior to his own, so he wasn't afraid.

He raised his palm and attacked.

……

Two chapters combined into one.

Chapter 44 Take one of my blows, life or death is in the hands of fate.

The bizarre experience of the sword battle at Mount Hua is well known to everyone in the martial arts world.

I know that the disciples of the Sword Sect prefer swordsmanship and are not very enthusiastic about internal energy cultivation.

This results in rapid progress at the beginning of martial arts training, but slow progress in the later stages.

The distinction between first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate is actually quite vague; the main criterion is combat effectiveness.

As long as a disciple of the Sword Sect has decent talent, he can reach the first-class level in a dozen years, but it becomes very difficult to improve beyond that.

Unlike Ding Mian and the other two, their internal strength was extremely refined.

In the original novel, Ding Mian once struck Master Dingyi with a single palm, causing her to stagger back several steps and spit out blood. He and Lu Bai joined forces to sever Qu Yang's heart meridian with a single move, demonstrating the strength of his internal energy.

Fei Bin kicked the golden basin flat, and it wasn't much worse.

Boom!

With a burst of internal energy, Da Songyang Palm met the three swords.

The three of them were very confident, and they raised their palms, intending to use their internal force to suppress the sword moves of Feng Buping and his companions.

"Good timing!"

Feng Buping gave a light shout and drew his sword with lightning speed, creating more than a dozen sword shadows that enveloped Ding Mian.

It was his self-created unique skill, the Gale Swift Sword.

In the martial arts world, anyone who can create their own martial arts is no ordinary person.

After returning to Mount Hua, he not only practiced the Yi Jing Bone Forging Chapter to improve his aptitude, but also learned many martial arts techniques provided by Yue Zhuoqun.

This sword technique has evolved and transformed from the original 108 forms, becoming even more profound.

The original Gale Sword technique was faster than the last, but now a single Gale Sword can generate more than a dozen sword shadows, containing endless variations.

Ding Mian was taken aback. Despite his confidence in his superior internal strength, he could only withdraw his palm to protect himself in the face of such a troublesome attack.

While he was on defense, Feng Buping's attacks became even faster and more aggressive.

brush brush~

The wind whistled past, and I felt a chill on my body as my clothes were slashed several times by the opponent's longsword.

Ding Mian blushed and took two steps back in a flustered manner: "Senior Brother Feng's swordsmanship has actually reached this level. I was too arrogant. Bring me my sword!"

No matter how exquisite one's palm techniques are, one will always be hesitant when facing a sharp sword, having already given up hope of suppressing the opponent with internal force.

Feng Buping did not pursue, but stood there with a smile on his face, quietly waiting for the Songshan disciples to bring Ding Mian a long sword.

Ding Mian received his sword and regained his confidence: "Let me experience Senior Brother Feng's swordsmanship again."

The swords of the Songshan School are quite different from those of most martial artists; their swords are wider and heavier, belonging to the broadsword category.

His swordsmanship was expansive and imposing, with his broadsword resembling a long spear or halberd, traversing thousands of miles.

He made a direct and forceful move, aiming to break through Feng Buping's agile and swift sword with a righteous and upright style.

His approach was correct, demonstrating extensive combat experience and a deep understanding of how to overcome skill with brute force.

To his surprise, Feng Buping's sword techniques had also changed.

With the long sword held upright, the right hand gripping the hilt and the left hand supporting the blade, the figure exudes a powerful and majestic aura.

Bang!

The two swords clashed, and Ding Mian's sword was knocked off course by the impact.

"All mountains pay homage to the ancestral temple?! Why do you know the sword techniques of my Songshan School?"

"The Five Mountains Sword Sects have been allied for a hundred years, so it's not surprising that they know the sword techniques of the Songshan Sword Sect. Do you dare to say that your Songshan Sect doesn't know a move or two of our Huashan sword techniques?"

"Alright, let me see how many moves of the Songshan Sword Technique you've learned, 'Layered Green and Floating Azure'!"

"Ha, then I shall be a dragon among men for all time."

"Jade Well Heavenly Pool!"

"Jade Dragon from Beyond the Heavens".

……

A moment later, Ding Mian was drenched in cold sweat.

Feng Buping didn't just know a few moves; he had mastered the entire Songshan sword technique.

"You've stolen my Songshan Sword Technique!"

"Slandering others, does knowing something mean you're just stealing knowledge?"

We at Mount Hua would never do such a despicable thing.

"But it was your Songshan Sect that sent disciples into Mount Hua as spies to steal our martial arts!"

Ding Mian's face stiffened, and he was speechless.

Because this is true, a few years ago they sent their disciple Lao Denuo to join the Huashan Sect for surveillance.

Unfortunately, Mount Hua's requirements for accepting disciples were too strict. Lao Denuo worked as a waiter at an inn at the foot of the mountain for three years but found out nothing and eventually returned to the mountain in disgrace.

"Hmph! So what if you've mastered the Songshan Sword Technique? Your sword is too narrow and too light; you can't unleash the full power of the technique."

"That's true, then I'll try another sword technique!"

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, Ding Mian staggered back three steps, almost dropping his broadsword.

Feng Buping's move was too strange; it seemed to be aimed at the loopholes in his sword technique, which perfectly countered it.

"He must have gotten lucky."

His swordsmanship was unleashed again, but it was once again countered and he was repelled.

"How could this happen? Let's try again!" Ding Mian was starting to lose his composure.

He wielded his broadsword with the speed of the wind, unleashing one move after another of the Songshan sword techniques.

He soon realized a harsh reality: Feng Buping's stroke of luck wasn't just a lucky guess; those sword techniques were actually developed to counter the Songshan swordplay.

If you take them out individually, they're a mess and don't follow any set pattern.

It can match the sword techniques of Mount Song one by one.

"It's broken! All of my Songshan sword techniques have been broken! How could this be?"

My body swayed, and I almost sat down on the ground. At that moment, I had the illusion that my beliefs had collapsed.

This is the culmination of hundreds of years of hard work by the ancestors of Songshan, and it has been completely destroyed by someone.

Bang bang!

Beside them, Lu Bai and Fei Bin's longswords were knocked away, similar experiences, the same distraught state.

Not only them, but also the people from the Hengshan, Hengshan and Taishan factions in the arena were getting restless, their eyes frequently glancing at Yue Zhuoqun, who had a calm and composed smile on his face.

The Huashan Sect not only knew the complete Songshan Sword Technique, but also broke all of its moves. Would their own sect's sword technique be the same?

They were hesitant to think further.

"So, do you want to continue the competition?"

Feng Buping's question finally brought Ding Mian and the other two to their senses.

He gritted his teeth, cupped his hands with a bitter expression, and said, "We are simply outmatched and voluntarily admit defeat."

“Since you’ve admitted defeat, then go back to Mount Song and report to Leader Zuo!” Yue Zhuoqun said at the opportune moment.

"This……"

"What, still trying to show off?"

"Since Senior Brother Yue protected Liu Zhengfeng, we naturally dare not pursue the matter further. However, there is still Qu Yang in the audience. He is one of the top ten elders of the Sun Moon Sect. We cannot let this go so easily."

Just as Liu Zhengfeng had breathed a sigh of relief, he immediately tensed up again: "Although Brother Qu is in the demonic path, he has never done anything to harm the innocent, and in fact, he acts with a chivalrous spirit in the martial world..."

"Brother Liu, you don't need to say anything more!"