Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

Su Yuchen said, "I have never met Dugu Yihe, but the martial arts of Emei and the way of killing in the military are very different. So even if his swordsmanship is very good, his mental state will definitely decline. So at most he is at the same level as Ximen Chuixue, Mu Daoren, and Dabei Monk."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "Although Ximen Chuixue has never been defeated since he was fifteen, he and Dugu Yihe should be at the same level. But in terms of experience, he is definitely not as good as Dugu Yihe."

Hua Manlou said softly, "I've heard that Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship leaves no room for error. If you can't kill someone, you can only be killed."

Su Yuchen continued to attack, "Moreover, Dugu Yihe has been practicing the same method for decades. In terms of the total amount of true qi, Ximen Chuixue is no match for him. Unless Ximen Chuixue is practicing an innate martial art like the 'Longevity Manual'."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "Aside from the Longevity Manual, I have never heard of any other innate martial arts."

Su Yuchen retorted, "The complete Shaolin version of the Yijinjing is an innate martial art, but no one in Shaolin Temple can enter it anymore."

Hua Manlou said softly, "Actually, there's no need to be so fixated on getting Ximen Chuixue to come down the mountain. Even if I can't beat Dugu Yihe, I can still hold him back from killing people."

Su Yuchen said:

"you are too humble."

“You can avoid swordsmen like Ye Gucheng and Dugu Yihe to protect yourself. But if you want to face them head-on, you will die at Ye Gucheng’s hands in less than thirty moves, and you won’t last more than a hundred moves against Dugu Yihe.”

"Dugu Yihe's 49-style dual sword and saber technique must be a combination of strength and gentleness, with each element compensating for the other's weaknesses. In addition, his true energy is greater than yours, your Lingxi Finger cannot hold his sword and saber, and the Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve is too gentle. With these factors, including your experience in combat, you are bound to lose."

"Unless your innate true energy goes a step further and reaches the state of innate qi that is a fusion of yin and yang, where true energy can be both hard and soft, and can change freely."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "So you're not planning to make a move?"

Su Yuchen asked in surprise, "You're the one who's going to be in trouble. Dugu Yihe didn't provoke me, so why should I kill him?"

“But we are friends!” Lu Xiaofeng emphasized.

“Yes!” Su Yuchen nodded and said, “The friend who investigated behind the scenes.”

Hua Manlou finally couldn't help but chuckle softly. Opportunities to make Lu Xiaofeng suffer are truly rare.

………………

Lu Xiaofeng still went up the mountain, intending to confront Ximen Chuixue directly.

at the foot of the mountain.

"Aren't you really worried about Ximen Chuixue?" Hua Manlou asked.

Su Yuchen said calmly:

"Ximen Chuixue is a once-in-a-century swordsmanship prodigy. He needs such an opportunity to define his path. Otherwise, it would be a great pity."

“You and Lu Xiaofeng are just worried and confused. Actually, we can all be sure now that there is something wrong with that Golden Roc King. Since that’s the case, if he wants to get back those riches, he will naturally make sure that Dugu Yihe dies.”

Hua Manlou exclaimed in surprise, "You mean someone will plot against Dugu Yihe? But who has the ability to plot against Dugu Yihe? Since he can be a general of a country, his experience in the martial arts world is so profound that even the most famous martial arts masters would be no match for him."

Su Yuchen smiled and said, "It's not just about ambushes. If we find a dozen or so bandits along the way and tell them that Dugu Yihe has hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, I'm afraid Dugu Yihe will be too weak to fight before he even leaves Sichuan."

Hua Manlou is a person who loves life. That's why he is very disgusted by Su Yuchen's method, but he cannot deny the possibility that others might use this method.

"Will Ximen Chuixue come down the mountain?" Hua Manlou asked.

Su Yuchen glanced at him and said, "You don't believe Lu Xiaofeng."

Hua Manlou sighed, "Precisely because he is Lu Xiaofeng, I know he will definitely have a way. But I also hope he can't, after all, killing is not a good thing."

Su Yuchen shook his head and said, "You should become a Taoist priest. Your natural way is not suitable for the fighting and killing in the martial world."

Hua Manlou laughed and said, "But sometimes I can't calm down and I like to join in the fun. Like this time, I really like to join in the fun."

"Because you're blind?" Su Yuchen said.

Hua Manlou fell silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I love the beauty of life and the vibrant world. But sometimes I wonder if the world would be more lively if I weren't blind."

Su Yuchen said nonchalantly, "It's normal for you to have these thoughts. You'll get better in the future."

"Because of the Longevity Manual?" Hua Manlou asked.

"Yes."

Chapter 413 The Deadly Swordsman

Before Lu Xiaofeng even descended the mountain, Su Yuchen and Hua Manlou spotted Ximen Chuixue, dressed in pristine white. The former used his eyes, and the latter his ears, for even before the man arrived, his killing intent and sword aura were already present.

Then came Lu Xiaofeng, who was walking hurriedly.

"How did you persuade him to come down the mountain?" Hua Manlou asked.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but say, "I told him everything Su Yuchen had said, and then he didn't say a word, just took his sword and went out the door."

………………

"The purity of your sword intent is something I've only seen in two other people in my life; you are the third," Su Yuchen said sincerely.

"Besides Ye Gucheng, who else is there?" Ximen Chuixue's man and his sword were always one.

Su Yuchen shook his head and said, "You're wrong. Ye Gucheng's sword is not pure, and I'm not talking about him."

"You practice swordsmanship?" Ximen Chuixue's voice was even colder.

Su Yuchen nodded, then shook his head, and said, "I practice martial arts, and I also have some knowledge of swordsmanship."

"Alright, please." Ximen Chuixue had already raised the sword in his hand.

Su Yuchen laughed: "You want to see my sword?"

Ximen Chuixue: "You don't dare?"

Su Yuchen smiled and said, "My swordsmanship is too strong now, which is not a good thing for you. However, I practiced a few sword techniques a long time ago, and I'll show them to you."

Ximen Chuixue's expression became lively, revealing his eagerness for an opponent. He raised his sword and said, "Forged from the cold iron of the seabed, this sword is three feet seven inches long and weighs seven pounds and thirteen ounces. Where is your sword?"

Su Yuchen raised his right hand and waved it. Amidst the clanging of swords, eight longswords of different shapes appeared out of thin air.

"What's wrong? How come there are so many sword energies?" Hua Manlou asked in confusion.

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. He wasn't sure if the swords in front of him were some kind of illusion, but looking at the eight dazzling longswords, he said dryly, "He waved his hand, and eight longswords appeared out of thin air. Each sword had a completely different style. It was as if... as if they grew out of thin air."

Hua Manlou was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Now, we don't have to worry about their duel anymore, at least Ximen Chuixue won't die."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Now I suddenly believe what he meant when he said that his realm was far superior to ours. Just this one move is beyond my comprehension."

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Su Yuchen reached out and a broad, thick short sword hummed softly as it landed in his hand like a swimming fish, while the other swords vanished on their own.

Su Yuchen said, "This sword is called Xuanwu. Its swordsmanship relies on overwhelming force. When I used this sword, my skill level was slightly higher than yours now, so I won't take advantage of you and will let you make the first move."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword rang out with a clang, and a sword light streaked across the sky like a meteor, arriving in front of Su Yuchen. The strength of the sword energy and the intensity of the killing intent made Lu Xiaofeng's hair stand on end, and Hua Manlou also frowned silently.

Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship is very simple, so simple that it only requires speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. When faced with a swordsmanship that uses overwhelming force, he discards all useless variations, breaks the opponent's momentum first, and leaves the opponent with no way to avoid it and no choice.

His decisiveness in the face of battle and his swiftness of reaction are extraordinary.

"It really is a sword technique for killing people."

Su Yuchen gave a compliment, then swung his right hand upwards. With a resounding clang of the Xuanwu Heavy Sword in his hand, the area three feet in front of Su Yuchen seemed to transform into an impenetrable wall of copper and iron, as if the air itself had solidified. An indestructible aura blocked his path.

The sword's momentum was like a mountain collapsing, its sword energy powerful and domineering, capable of destroying anything, and it descended upon Ximen Chuixue.

Ximen Chuixue's expression changed, because the sword before him was both flawlessly defensive and swiftly and domineeringly offensive, combining defense and attack.

A sword strike as fast as a meteor meets a sword strike as powerful as a collapsing mountain; either you break through or you die.

Seeing no opportunity, Ximen Chuixue took a step forward, leaped into the air, held his longsword upright in front of his chest, dodging the Xuanwu's sharp edge, and then brought it down on Su Yuchen's head. The longsword flashed with cold light, focused on a single point, and pierced Su Yuchen's head like lightning.

"Not bad, not bad. But my sword isn't just about hardness, it also has flexibility," Su Yuchen praised.

The Xuanwu Heavy Sword continued its swinging motion without stopping, but suddenly became as gentle as water, lightly brushing over the head. Yet the sword's momentum was like the Milky Way flowing backward, with endless sword energy surging upward like a raging torrent, engulfing Ximen Chuixue.

The sword's momentum, like a torrent sweeping across the heavens and earth, forced Ximen Chuixue to dodge. If he didn't dodge, he would inevitably be overwhelmed by the sword's momentum, and facing the surging longsword, there would only be one way out: death.

Therefore, Ximen Chuixue had no choice but to retreat, retreating again and again. As he retreated, Su Yuchen's upward-sweeping sword naturally changed to a downward slash. The long river of sword energy flowing backward was drawn in and instantly swept down from the sky, like a celestial river pouring down, a flood that would destroy the world.

Faced with this sword strike, which came from high above and from all directions, the only option was to retreat; otherwise, one could only withstand it head-on. However, Ximen Chuixue did not retreat. He held his sword upright against his chest, his body as straight as the sword, and concentrated his true energy into a single point, choosing to break through the Milky Way.

With a "hum," the Milky Way shattered instantly, and Ximen Chuixue broke through to within three feet of Su Yuchen. What awaited him was the Xuanwu Sword, whose sword energy was like a cage and whose attacks were like meteors.

Ximen Chuixue's sword momentum had exhausted itself, but the old power had not been released. The longsword trembled slightly, and new power was generated. The longsword, which had been focused on a single point, split into twenty-four different variations. Each variation met a sword energy, and finally they converged into one point, stabbing straight at Su Yuchen's throat.

With a "clang," a sword appeared in the empty throat, its broad blade exuding an unbreakable, heavy aura. The longsword, swift as lightning, struck the Xuanwu Sword, causing it to recoil as if electrocuted.

As the battle progressed, Ximen Chuixue's fighting spirit steadily waned, while Su Yuchen remained motionless. The outcome was clearly decided.

But Ximen Chuixue's eyes shone even brighter; he seemed to see a completely different way of swordsmanship and had his own understanding of it.

………………

Ignoring Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng beside him, Su Yuchen loosened his grip on the sword, and the Xuanwu Sword swirled and leaped around him joyfully, like a real fish.

"The sword is named Xuanwu for a reason. Xuanwu emphasizes defense, and when defending, it is naturally unbreakable and indestructible; Xuanwu is located in the north and belongs to water, so when attacking, the sword energy can naturally surge like the waves of a long river, endless and inexhaustible, with true energy and sword energy never ceasing."

"One should strike with full force, but the second strike will be weaker, and the third strike will be exhausted. Your sword of killing abandons all other options, only speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness, and every strike will kill. If you encounter someone inferior to you, it's fine, but if it's someone like me, you will only die."

"The way of the sword, or rather the way of martial arts, is like yin and yang. It is not just about speed, but also about hardness and softness, lightness and heaviness, and so on. Next, I will show you my fast sword."

As soon as Su Yuchen finished speaking, a sword rang out in the air, and another longsword appeared out of thin air and flew into his hand.

"Your sword is named Death, and you wield it like the wind! Be careful." As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yuchen merged with his sword, transforming into a wisp of wind and disappearing before their eyes.

P.S.: Don't misunderstand, I won't just fill in the ending randomly. I will at least finish writing Feng Yun and end in a world like Shushan. There shouldn't be many chapters left, probably only six or seven hundred.

Chapter 414 The Beginning of the Path to the Sword God

Su Yuchen's figure vanished like a gentle breeze, and a soft wind had already blown to Ximen Chuixue's side.

Ximen Chuixue's eyes shone even brighter, and his sword moved even faster. In the blink of an eye, the sword had already pierced the void to the left.

With a clang of the sword, the person was not seen, but only heard: "That's right! But my sword itself is the wind. As long as you move, there will naturally be wind."

Before he finished speaking, countless gentle breezes, like swords, wrapped around Ximen Chuixue's sword. The gentle breezes were everywhere.

Ximen Chuixue's sword was faster and more accurate. The sword passed by without leaving a trace. Often, only the sound of the sword was heard before the flash of the sword light appeared.

But the faster he went, the stronger the wind he created, while Su Yuchen's sword became even gentler, like the warm spring breeze, using the wind to weave a cocoon, binding him tighter and tighter.

The azalea petals fluttering all around were blown about by an invisible wind, a gentle wind that was like a powerful weapon, turning everything into dust.

As the wind grew stronger and stronger, with no way to avoid it, Ximen Chuixue's longsword swept across the sky, its sword energy cutting through gold and jade, severing all restraints, and the gentle breeze was completely disrupted and detached from its natural state.

As the breeze stirred, Su Yuchen's sword followed suit, moving with the wind and transforming into a raging storm. The wind, like a tornado, not only failed to help Ximen Chuixue escape but instead plunged him into an even greater crisis.

As the wind grew fiercer, the delicate and graceful breeze transformed into a tornado sweeping across the heavens and earth, and the gentle became fierce, with countless clanging sounds of swords striking each other ringing out.

Ximen Chuixue's sword, however, softened. Only the sword itself softened, while the sword energy became more resilient and faster. The softened sword did not slow down Ximen Chuixue's speed; on the contrary, it made him faster, more accurate, and more at ease in the storm of sword energy.

In the clanging and clashing, the clash of strength and gentleness, the former's swift sword is like a whirlwind, fierce and domineering, sweeping across the heavens and earth; the latter's sword light is more concealed, wielded with ease.

"You are truly a kendo genius."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yuchen suddenly appeared in the wind. The violent sword energy storm subsided, and as Su Yuchen extended his longsword, it was both violent and gentle, like an eight-foot-tall man confronting a delicate little girl, while simultaneously binding Ximen Chuixue's sword.

Before Ximen Chuixue could change his sword stance, the wind, which was already elusive, became omnipresent. Like a young girl, the wind gently brushed past his neck and disappeared in an instant.

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Ximen Chuixue is devoted to the sword; the sword is like his limbs, and he is the sword, thus advancing to the innate state of unity between man and sword.

Having lost both battles, Ximen Chuixue's eyes shone even brighter. He gently stroked his longsword as if he were caressing his partner.

"Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die."

"Congratulations on finding your own path."

Su Yuchen waved his hand to dispel the Deadly Sword and offered his sincere blessings to this sword genius.

“Your level is still above the unity of man and sword. I want to know where you stand?” Ximen Chuixue asked sincerely.

Su Yuchen was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"When I first started learning martial arts, my sect was on the verge of collapse. At that time, I practiced swordsmanship only to protect myself. I practiced swordsmanship in waterfalls and cold pools only to master the lightness and heaviness of the sword."

"After overcoming the crisis, I abandoned the sword and cultivated the Tao, seeking a heart as bright as the Tao. Wherever my heart went, the sword followed. At that time, I wielded the sword with ease and was invincible."

"At that time, I realized that I was selfish by nature, and what I sought was the Dao. I was the only one who believed in the Dao, and I could only be the master of the sword. The sword in my hand was just a weapon."

Ximen Chuixue frowned and said, "You don't trust the sword."

Su Yuchen nodded and said, "I only believe in myself. Everything outside of myself is an illusion to me."

Ximen Chuixue said, "If you don't believe in the sword, how can you become one with it?"