Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

The commotion in the inn had already reached all the guests, the innkeeper, and the staff. Even though the scream had almost reached everyone's ears, no one dared to come out and see what was happening.

Immediately afterwards, a guard in blue robes reached out and ripped off the black cloth covering the man's face, revealing a face ashen as death.

"If you don't want to die without even a complete corpse, tell me what you want to know. This is your last chance."

Duan Zhengchun coldly looked at the assassin whose face was full of pain, and slowly spoke again.

The assassin looked at Duan Zhengchun with a pained expression, his eyes filled with fear, but he kept his lips tightly shut and refused to say a word.

Upon seeing this, one of the guards in blue robes immediately raised his longsword and thrust it towards the assassin's throat!

"I'll talk...I...I'll talk!"

"It's Prince Kublai Khan..."

The assassin dared not delay any longer and answered in a trembling voice.

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes. He hadn't expected that the assassin was actually sent by the Mongol Tartars.

However, he soon realized that Kublai Khan sent someone to kill him because he wanted to avenge his elder brother Möngke.

After getting through, Duan Zhengchun didn't look at the assassin on the ground again, and turned around to walk to the other side of the second floor.

He had to rush to the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, and even though he knew that Kublai Khan was the mastermind behind the assassination attempt, he didn't have time to go to Mongolia. He could only keep this score in mind for now.

The moment Duan Zhengchun turned to leave, the guard in blue robes wielding a long sword struck without hesitation, ending the life of the last assassin!

Immediately afterwards, a dozen or so guards in blue uniforms took the bodies of several assassins and quickly withdrew from the inn, as if nothing had happened.

But after what just happened, apart from Duan Zhengchun and the three people in the room, everyone staying in this inn will probably find it hard to fall asleep tonight.

The next morning, Duan Zhengchun, along with Xiaolongnu and the other two, set off again, heading towards Mount Hua.

...

Three days later, Duan Zhengchun finally arrived at Mount Hua as scheduled.

With the convening of the third Mount Hua Sword Tournament, people from all walks of life in the martial arts world flocked to Mount Hua, some even arriving several days earlier.

At this time, a large number of martial arts practitioners had gathered at the foot of Mount Hua, representing all kinds of sects and factions.

However, they did not come to participate in the sword competition, because neither their qualifications nor their martial arts skills were sufficient to qualify them.

As the carriage came to a stop, Duan Zhengchun slowly stepped out of the carriage, looked up at the towering peak of Mount Hua, and unconsciously revealed a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Hero Yin!"

Upon seeing Duan Zhengchun appear, the group of martial arts practitioners gathered at the foot of Mount Hua clasped their fists in greeting.

Due to his actions in the Battle of Xiangyang, Duan Zhengchun had accumulated considerable prestige in the martial arts world and was worshipped by many people.

Duan Zhengchun smiled and nodded to the crowd around him, then led Xiaolongnu and the other two off the carriage and headed straight up the mountain.

Because Mount Hua is very steep, carriages cannot pass, so they have to walk the rest of the way.

"Master?!"

However, just as the four of them had walked a short distance, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind them.

Duan Zhengchun stopped in his tracks and turned to look behind him. He then saw Yang Guo, carrying a giant black iron sword, running towards him.

Since their last parting, the master and disciple had not seen each other for a long time, but Duan Zhengchun still heard many rumors about Yang Guo in the martial arts world.

Yang Guo is now quite famous in the martial arts world, and has long been known as a chivalrous hero.

Having let go of his hatred, Yang Guo has become a young hero who punishes evil and promotes good.

"Guo'er, you've come too?"

Duan Zhengchun looked at Yang Guo, who had run up to him, and asked him a question with a smile, his face full of pride.

"Well, but I'm just here to join in the fun, not because I was invited to participate in the sword competition."

Yang Guo nodded, cupped his hands in greeting, and spoke slowly.

“With me here, even if you’re not among those invited, you can still participate if you really want to.”

Duan Zhengchun smiled and spoke slowly.

"We'll talk about it later. With Master here, and experts like Master Yideng and Uncle Guo, how dare I act rashly?"

Yang Guo shook his head and said with a smile.

Duan Zhengchun smiled without saying a word. Although Yang Guo's fame was not much different from his own, Master Yideng's, and Guo Jing's, the real test of a duel between masters was strength, not fame.

If his disciple could secure a place among the Five Great Masters of the World, he, as the master, would have something to be proud of.

"Since we're here, there's no harm in participating. It's not a big deal if we lose."

The Little Dragon Girl beside her also smiled and said something.

"I've met the master's wife."

Yang Guo smiled sheepishly, bowed respectfully, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the group said nothing more and turned to continue their journey towards the summit of Mount Hua.

When the group of five went up the mountain, they encountered many people from the martial arts world. When they saw Duan Zhengchun, they all stepped back and gave way to him, showing his prestige and status in the martial arts world.

After a long while, the group finally reached the summit of Mount Hua. The martial arts figures who had arrived earlier greeted Duan Zhengchun warmly, showing him great respect.

"You brat?! You're finally here?!"

"Brother Yin!"

"Benefactor Yin!"

Immediately afterwards, as several voices rang out, Zhou Botong, Huang Yaoshi, Guo Jing, and Master Yideng came forward one after another to greet Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun smiled and returned the greetings to everyone.

It's always a joy to see old friends again. When several people get together, they feel especially close to each other and have a very pleasant conversation.

Upon seeing Huang Rong again, Duan Zhengchun felt conflicted. He couldn't help but recall his past experiences with Huang Rong. So, even though he hadn't made her his woman, he had never forgotten the lingering warmth of that kiss.

Next, everyone went to visit the graves of Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng. Of the five great masters of the last Mount Hua Sword Tournament, only Huang Yaoshi and Master Yideng remain.

Soon, the Mount Hua Sword Tournament officially began. Amid cheers from the onlookers, the two combatants of the first battle slowly made their entrance.

The first match is between Yang Guo and Zhou Botong!

Duan Zhengchun, along with Xiaolongnu and the other two, sat in the corner. Looking at Yang Guo, who was now capable of handling things on his own, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

Who would have thought that the boy who was bullied by Zhao Zhijing back then would now become the famous Condor Hero?

Yang Guo originally did not intend to participate, but after Duan Zhengchun took the initiative to suggest it to Master Yideng and others, Yang Guo also became one of the candidates to compete for the title of one of the Five Greats of the World.

Soon, the two began to fight. Since they were all acquaintances, or even friends, they only touched the target briefly, in order to explore the highest realm of martial arts.

Although Zhou Botong was highly skilled in martial arts, Yang Guo, under the guidance of the Condor Heroes, had also received the true teachings of the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai. Moreover, after being carefully trained by Duan Zhengchun, he was not at a disadvantage when fighting Zhou Botong, and was even slightly better.

After hundreds of rounds, the two finally stopped fighting. Although they were very amicable, it was clear to anyone with eyes that the outcome was already decided.

"You win!"

"I never imagined that someone so young could defeat an old man like you. Your future is truly limitless!"

"We look forward to you becoming the foremost of the Five Great Masters!"

With a smile on his face, Zhou Botong clasped his hands in a fist salute to Yang Guo and said with an approving expression.

He has always pursued having fun as his greatest goal in life and has not devoted himself to martial arts. Therefore, he does not take winning or losing very seriously, which is perhaps the most lovable and endearing thing about him.

"Thank you for your mercy, senior. I was just lucky."

Yang Guo smiled, clasped his hands in return, and said respectfully.

“A loss is a loss. You don’t need to speak up for me. It’s not like I can’t afford to lose.”

Zhou Botong waved his hand, but was somewhat displeased by Yang Guo's modesty. After speaking, he walked to the side.

Seeing Zhou Botong's displeased expression, Master Yideng and the others couldn't help but shake their heads and laugh. They all knew that Zhou Botong was deliberately pretending to be angry.

Duan Zhengchun looked at the humble Yang Guo and couldn't help but feel excited, nodding frequently as if he was even happier than if he had won himself.

Following Yang Guo's victory in the first round, he naturally became the reigning champion and faced a challenge from Guo Jing...