Shenwu Yutianlei

"Yes, clan leader." Shen Yun responded, and then walked to the center of the martial arts arena. He coughed lightly, trying to calm his nervous emotions, and after calming his mind, he officially began his lecture.

He first cleared his slightly hoarse throat, and then said slowly: "You are all young talents of my Shen family. We are gathered here today. Perhaps some of you don’t know me. After all, I am not a well-known figure in the family. However, after today, I believe you will all be deeply impressed by me." When Shen Yun said this, a confident smile appeared on his face, and at the same time he secretly took a deep breath, and the aura of the second level of the Foundation Establishment Realm was exuded without reservation.

In an instant, a powerful pressure spread out like a tide. With a "bang", the young generation of the Shen family felt as if their chests were hit by a heavy hammer. They suddenly felt their breath was choked and their faces turned pale. They stared with horror, looking at Shen Yun standing in the middle of the martial arts stage, their hearts filled with shock and awe. Even some of the weaker elders in the back felt a little breathless. They frowned, with surprised expressions on their faces, secretly marveling at the powerful strength displayed by Shen Yun.

Looking at the awe-filled eyes of the people below, Shen Yun showed a satisfied smile on his face. He nodded slightly and nodded gently with satisfaction.

He thought to himself that whether he could give lectures or not was not that important. The key was to give these young people a warning first.

As long as you are strong enough, everything you say is the truth. Who dares to refute it? Who dares to provoke? Who else?

Shen Yun suddenly retracted the powerful and fierce aura in his body, as if the pressure like a storm just now was just an illusion.

Then he cleared his throat and continued, "Today, we are gathered here to discuss the way of martial arts. The road of martial arts is long and arduous, just like climbing a towering mountain. It requires us to persevere and work hard to continuously move towards a higher realm. Only in this way can we go further and further on this challenging road and continue to pursue the deeper secrets of martial arts."

As Shen Yun spoke, he paced back and forth in the martial arts arena. His eyes scanned everyone present and continued, "Practice is inseparable from the practice of skills and martial arts. It is not only about being proficient in moves, but also about the control and use of strength. Just like flowing water, you have to follow its momentum to exert its greatest power."

Today I will use the Shen family's signature technique, "Green Lotus Sword Technique", as an example to explain a few things to you.

Shen Yun took a deep breath and began to explain the "Blue Lotus Sword Art" to the children of the Shen family. His voice was clear and loud, and he elaborated on every key point in the sword art.

"The Green Lotus Sword Technique emphasizes the unity of mind and sword. The sword is like a lotus. When the sword is drawn, it is agile and elegant..." Shen Yun gestured as he spoke, trying to make everyone better understand the essence of the sword technique.

"Do you understand? I think you don't understand, because seeing is believing."

Shen Yun said: "Next, I will perform the "Green Lotus Sword Technique" in public, so that you can feel its power more intuitively." After saying that, he slowly drew out his sword, and a sharp aura emanated from him again.

Shen Yun's wrists turned slowly, and his sword danced with it. With each move, he showed the exquisiteness of the "Blue Lotus Sword Art" to the fullest. Each of his movements was as smooth and natural as flowing water, without any hindrance, like a beautiful painting slowly unfolding before his eyes. Every time he drew his sword, it had a unique rhythm, as if the sword had merged with his body and became an extension of his body.

Around him, it seemed as if there was really a blooming green lotus, its petals gently swaying, emitting a delicate fragrance. The green lotus danced with his sword moves, complementing his movements, forming a wonderful scene.

However, as the sword technique was performed, Shen Yun gradually entered a wonderful state. During this process, he could clearly feel the power surging in his body, and every breath was in line with the rhythm of the sword technique. His consciousness seemed to be integrated with the sword technique, and his understanding of the sword technique was constantly deepening and sublimating.

The Green Lotus Sword Art that he had mastered was only at the entry level, but under the influence of this wonderful state, his sword moves began to undergo earth-shaking changes. Every move and every style became more and more exquisite and natural, as if it was a masterpiece of nature. He was so good at using the sword art that it was as if there was endless inspiration in his mind that kept bursting out like a spring.

As Shen Yun's wrist danced lightly and flexibly, the tip of his sword was like a lively and agile spirit, freely flowing and shuttling in the void. Above Shen Yun's head, an extremely large and beautiful blue lotus gradually formed.

At the beginning, the lotus was just a small bud, about to bloom, with its petals tightly closed, as if it was in deep sleep, peaceful and serene. However, as time passed, the bud began to change slowly, its outer petals gradually spread out, as if being gently peeled off by an invisible hand, revealing its hidden beauty and delicateness.

As time went by, the blue lotus slowly blossomed, its petals unfolded one by one, each petal showing brilliant and charming colors, including elegant blue, fresh green, and mysterious purple. These colors intertwined together to form a dreamlike picture. At the same time, everyone present seemed to be able to smell a light and elegant fragrance from the blue lotus, which permeated the air and made people feel refreshed, as if they were in a wonderful fairyland.

As Shen Yun swung the sword faster and faster, the blue lotus began to rise. It rose higher and higher, and became larger and larger, like a huge cloud, covering the top of Shen Yun's head. The petals of the blue lotus swayed gently in the wind, making a slight rustling sound, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story. Each petal shone with a strange light, which intertwined to form a dazzling light curtain, as if containing endless power. This power surged in the air, making everything around seem to be shrouded by an invisible pressure, making people feel an indescribable shock and awe.

The aura of the blue lotus grew stronger, the light it emitted became more dazzling, and its petals swayed more violently, as if to draw the whole world in. It was like a powerful and majestic king, standing tall and overlooking everything, making people fall in love with it and be overwhelmed by it.

"So... so strong!" Everyone present was stunned by the shocking scene before them. They widened their eyes, opened their mouths, muttered to themselves, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"This... this... this is the "Green Lotus Sword Art" at the level of perfection!" Someone exclaimed, his voice full of shock and admiration. They had never thought that Shen Yun could actually perform such a powerful sword art at this moment and reach the level of perfection.