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

Ning Zhongze stepped forward, looked Yue Xuan up and down, and nodded in satisfaction.

Yue Xuan, who was already nineteen years old, was handsome and dashing, giving off the air of a noble young master.

Then she looked at the two women behind her, one carrying a sword and the other a bundle, her eyes filled with even more satisfaction, the same expression she would give a daughter-in-law: "Jingjing and Yan'er have grown into increasingly beautiful women, and they're of marriageable age."

The two women blushed and bowed demurely.

The two were Liu Zhengfeng's daughter, Liu Jing, and Qu Yang's granddaughter, Qu Feiyan.

“Growing up? I think he’s more interested in playing. If I didn’t write to him, he probably would be so engrossed in his play that he wouldn’t even want to go home,” Yue Zhuoqun couldn’t help but say.

This son is more like the protagonist of this world than he is.

Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he could casually choose to practice the unique skills that others could only dream of in their entire lives.

It was precisely because of his overly lively personality and excessive romantic luck that, even before graduating from the martial arts academy, he was always followed by a group of young girls.

Upon graduating from the martial arts academy at the age of fifteen, he was eager to travel the world.

Let him go through the trials, he even took Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan with him, and who knows how many romantic tales about him have been passed down in the martial arts world.

However, what he did was truly astonishing.

In his first year of traveling, he incurred the wrath of the Azure Dragon Society. In a fit of rage, he attacked twelve of their branches, killing most of the seven dragon leaders with his sword. In the end, he even replaced them and became the mysterious leader of the Azure Dragon Society.

The following year, he stormed into the Demonic Sect's headquarters again, wanting to steal their Crescent Moon Saber, "Listening to Spring Rain All Night in a Small Building," claiming he wanted to give it to his beloved girl as an eighteenth birthday gift.

This absurd reason enraged the leader of the demonic sect, who unleashed his ultimate technique, the "Divine Blade Slash," intending to cut him in two to vent his anger.

But the Divine Blade Slash was blocked by him with a move of 'Flawless' swordsmanship. Not only was the Crescent Moon Blade taken away, but the daughter of the Demonic Sect leader was also abducted by him.

From this battle, the name of the Flawless Gentleman resounded throughout the martial arts world, making him the dream lover of countless young girls just beginning to experience love.

"Hehe!" Yue Xuan laughed, not feeling embarrassed at all.

Soon, Yue Lingshan, Yang Lin, and others arrived after receiving the news. Yue Lingshan playfully grabbed Yue Xuan's ear for a while.

Once the atmosphere had calmed down, Yue Xuan asked, "Father, why did you suddenly send a message asking me to come back? Is there something you need?"

“Junior brother, Master is preparing to gather the world’s best swordsmen for a Mount Hua Sword Tournament,” Yang Lin said, taking the initiative to speak.

Although Yue Zhuoqun is still the head of the Huashan Sect, he has stepped down to the second line in the past two years, and the affairs of the sect have been basically handled by Yang Lin.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will become the next leader.

Regarding the selection of the sect leader, Yue Zhuoqun had actually considered Yue Xuan, but the boy clearly didn't have that idea, so he didn't say it out loud.

As for the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, it was a decision made by Yue Zhuoqun after careful consideration.

Over the past few years, the remaining 10% progress of the main quest has remained stagnant, making this the only remaining and easiest way to increase Huashan prestige.

Xie Xiaofeng, who had been missing for several years, has reappeared in the martial arts world in the last two years, and Yan Shisan plans to challenge him to a duel.

Rumors also circulated that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were about to have a sword duel.

We can take advantage of the Huashan Sword Competition to gather them all together for a proper contest.

Upon hearing this, Yue Xuan's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, saying, "That's great! I was just thinking of challenging Xie Xiaofeng to a duel to help Senior Uncle Hua fulfill his long-cherished wish."

Back then, Hua Shankun, Feng Buping, and several others vied to take Yue Xuan as their personal disciple, but Yue Xuan's talent was too high, and there was really only so much they could teach him, so they eventually gave up on the idea.

However, Yue Xuan agreed to take on the challenge against Xie Xiaofeng in place of Hua Shaokun.

……

Soon, news of Yue Zhuoqun's hosting of the Mount Hua Sword Tournament spread throughout the martial arts world, creating quite a stir.

Prominent sects and families such as Wudang, Emei, Shenjian Villa, Wanmei Villa, Qingcheng, and Hengshan all received invitations from Huashan disciples.

Those who are wandering knights with status and position are also among those invited.

Those who had not received an invitation but still wanted to participate in or watch the competition set off for Mount Hua.

September 9th is a day of clear skies and crisp autumn air, the perfect time for mountain climbing, and also the day of the Huashan Sword Competition.

As dawn broke, the mountain gate was opened.

Elder Liu Zhengfeng, with a ruddy complexion, cupped his hands and addressed the arriving martial arts heroes: “Heroes, the duel will take place on Jade Maiden Peak. Please ascend the mountain.”

"Easy to say!"

The group returned the greeting with clasped hands, and without further ado, they went up the steps.

However, some of Liu Zhengfeng's friends, seeing this scene, looked surprised and stepped forward to ask:

"Master Liu, there are at least tens of thousands of people from the martial arts world who have arrived, most of whom do not have invitations and have a long history of bad deeds."

"You just let them in like that? Aren't you afraid they'll cause trouble?"

Everyone knows that the Huashan Sect has countless unique martial arts techniques.

Zixia Divine Skill, Dugu Nine Swords, Mingyu Skill, and Yihua Jieyu – which one isn't the most beloved martial arts master?

If it were stolen secretly, it would be a huge loss!

Liu Zhengfeng smiled faintly, his face full of confidence: "It's alright."

Seeing his response, the man said no more.

However, these words caused dissatisfaction among some people.

Someone curled their lip and muttered, "What's with the arrogance? Do they really think they can ignore all the heroes in the world just because they've produced a few experts?"

"Hmph, since they're not afraid, then we don't need to be polite. We'll capture a few junior disciples from Mount Hua and force them to reveal their martial arts secrets."

“Good idea. There are so many people on Mount Hua today. Even if we kill a few, they won’t notice for a while.”

"Let's go together and learn martial arts together."

Soon, several groups of people furtively separated from the crowd.

Today, there are over five thousand disciples of Mount Hua, and you can see them practicing martial arts everywhere.

In a secluded mountain cliff, a young man in his early twenties sat cross-legged, facing the rising sun, practicing his internal energy cultivation, with a faint purple aura flowing across his face.

Several people were secretly watching from the woods a dozen meters away.

"Judging from the purple aura shimmering on his face, he must be practicing the Purple Cloud Divine Art, so I've chosen him as my target."

"Alright, I'll launch a frontal attack with my sword, while you all attack from the sides and take him down in one fell swoop."

"Do it!"

Several people leaped high into the air and rushed straight at the young man who was meditating and practicing martial arts.

If they dare to cause trouble for the Huashan Sect, their martial arts skills must be quite formidable.

The person who attacked head-on with their sword had an extremely sharp sword technique, piercing through the air and heading straight for the young man's brow.

Just as the sword tip was less than two inches from the youth's forehead, his eyes snapped open, and in a flash, he caught the sword firmly between two fingers.

Chapter 90: What Misconceptions Explain Low Martial Arts Skills?

"You've picked the wrong place to cause trouble on Mount Hua!"

The young man's eyes were cold and sharp. He exerted a little force with his two fingers, and with a clang, the tip of the sword was broken off.

The pupils of the attackers all contracted, only now realizing how terrifying the young man's strength was.

Putting aside the finger technique that suddenly caught the longsword, the internal force used to cut the sword tip with just two fingers was far superior to theirs.

"Misunderstand……"

He instinctively begged for mercy, but before he could finish speaking, the young man's arm turned into several afterimages.

Thump, thump, thump~

The chests of all the men were struck by a palm, the continuous, surging force of which instantly shattered their heart meridians.

"Mount Hua welcomes you to the sword duel, but we are not benevolent men and women either. We will show no mercy to those with ill intentions."

"Good, so cruel..."

The group managed to utter a single sentence before collapsing and dying.

On a mountain path not far away, four people were watching the commotion.

Their clothing and appearance were unique, and they each exuded a different kind of charm.

The man on the far left wore a long, snow-white robe and held a long sword. His face was cold and stern, and his eyes were as cold as ice, as if nothing in the world could stir his emotions. He simply stood there, without making any move, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

The second man from the left was dressed elegantly and held a folding fan in his hand, his face always bearing a nonchalant air. His beard was neatly trimmed, looking like two eyebrows growing below his nose.

The third person was a handsome young nobleman with a warm smile and refined manners. His only flaw was that his eyes were lifeless and unfocused.

The fourth person was slightly less attractive and older. He was tall and slender, with bandages on his legs, wrists, and sleeves, giving him a capable and efficient appearance.

These four individuals are all renowned figures in the martial arts world: Ximen Chuixue, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, and Sikong Zhaixing.

"Lu Xiaoji, how come that young man's finger technique is so similar to your Lingxi Finger?" The speaker was Sikong Zhaixing, who was dressed neatly and smartly.

“It’s not just similar, it’s exactly the same.” Lu Xiaofeng’s expression was strange.

"Could it be that you have some connection with the Huashan Sect?"

"No, I only taught the Lingxi Finger technique to Lao Hua. How this young man learned it is indeed a strange thing."