Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Longhushan

"You're back?" The old man, leisurely reclining in a wicker chair in the courtyard, spoke.

"Yes, I'm back, Master." Zhang Wenliang closed the courtyard gate, walked to the stone table, and sat down in response.

"How is it?" The old master opened his eyes slightly and asked.

"He's a good person, ruthless in his actions, but he has his bottom line," Zhang Wenliang replied as he began to arrange the tea set.

"Is that so?" The old master said, closing his eyes again.

"Master, why won't you let me participate in the Heavenly Soldiers Assembly?" Zhang Wenliang asked leisurely as he brewed tea.

The steam from the tea rose, sparrows took flight from the branches, and the fragrant aroma wafted through the air; everything seemed tranquil and harmonious.

"We shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the imperial court," the old Celestial Master said lazily.

“But the White Lotus Sect…” Zhang Wenliang began, then sighed as he looked at the old Celestial Master who had fallen asleep peacefully.

In his memory, his master was always full of energy and high spirits, but ever since the conflict between Taoism and Buddhism, his master has become like this.

Zhang Wenliang sighed inwardly, looking at the bland tea, his thoughts a jumble of emotions.

........

Anle Prince's Mansion

"Are there only a few major sword sects?" Li Junsu asked lazily, propping his chin up with one hand as he watched the battle below.

It's normal that Zhang Wenliang didn't come, but it's not like only such a small group of people showed up.

For example, a young talent like Jiang Yi should come.

"Hmm, that's enough space," Yan Gui said meaningfully.

Li Junsu nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this, but then the old man's voice from below interrupted his thoughts.

"Sword Hermitage in the Mountains and Forests, a powerful match... Luo Li of the Falling Flower Sword Sect," the old man said, looking at the slip of paper.

"Has it been that long already?" Li Junsu thought, looking at the warm afternoon sun.

"No, are they crazy?" Li Junsu thought to himself, speechless as he looked at the old man.

It was obvious that the Prince Anle's Mansion wanted to keep this show going until night.

Li Junsu was speechless at their scheme. Why did they always have to do bad things at night?

Then, the appearance of the two people on the field made Li Junsu stop his wandering thoughts and start watching attentively.

This kind of competition is more interesting.

"Young Master Lin, please give me your guidance." As soon as Luo Li landed on the field, she cupped her hands in greeting to Lin Jin.

"Please give me your guidance." After returning the greeting, Lin Jin drew his long sword, looking menacing.

Wen Lian looked at Lin Jin, the "straight man," speechless. This guy had absolutely no manners.

Lin Jin stomped on the ground, his longsword, carved with flowers, birds, and beasts, was exceptionally beautiful, and he thrust it forward with unstoppable force.

He had no regard for etiquette. Now that Li Junsu was watching from above, he was going to show that guy with his actions that he was no worse than him.

Seeing Lin Jin's sudden attack, Luo Li also drew her longsword, and petals scattered and fell to the ground.

"Internal force manifesting in form?" Li Junsu wondered with interest as he watched Luo Li easily deflect Lin Jin's sword strike.

"All show and no substance." Li Junsu thought for a moment, then nodded as he watched Lin Jin's fierce attack.

Internal energy can be materialized by using one's own will to borrow the power of heaven and earth to condense all things into knives and swords, which can have good killing power, but that requires viewing mountains and seas. For Luo Li, who is just a master of swordsmanship, to use this move would be a waste of internal energy.

“Majestic power.” A golden light flashed in Lin Jin’s eyes, and a sense of pressure emanated from his sword, causing Luo Li’s body to stiffen.

Then, Lin Jin thrust his sword towards Luo Li's heart.

"Senior Brother, please stop teaching Junior Brother these things all the time." Wen Lian looked at the murderous Lin Jin and then turned to Jian Wu to advise him.

"This is the sword," Jian Wu said.

"The sword is a gentleman's weapon," Wen Lian said.

"A sword is a weapon of killing," Jian Wu said.

Just as the two began to greet each other...

Downward

"Autumn Falls." After Luo Li finished speaking, maple leaves began to fall from her longsword again.

Lin Jin raised an eyebrow as he looked at Luo Li, who resembled a human flower-scattering machine.

Then, Luo Li's figure was obscured by the maple leaves.

When it reappeared, it was already behind Lin Jin.

"Falling Moon." Luo Li's first move was a killing blow, stabbing Lin Jin's back with her sword.

"See? I told you the sword is a weapon of killing," Jian Wu said smugly to Wen Lian.

“Ah, right, right, right,” Wen Lian replied, rolling her eyes.

"Wait, aren't you worried about your junior brother?" The person next to him thought to himself, somewhat speechless.

"Dominate, Conquer, Slay." Lin Jin's lips curled up, and an unparalleled power suddenly emanated from his sword, deflecting Luo Li's killing move.

Then, Lin Jin turned around, took a step forward, and the impact from the sword made Luo Li momentarily dazed.

By the time she came to her senses, she had already flown out of the arena.

"Young Master Lin, you have some impressive skills." Luo Li stood up somewhat awkwardly, patted her skirt, and said.

Lin Jin did not answer, but looked at Li Junsu and raised his eyebrows in a somewhat provocative manner.

"Is this the Man-Sword Manual?" Li Junsu asked with great interest.

“Yes, the sword manual of Jian Su Mountain is quite extraordinary and very mysterious.” Yan Gui replied, recalling Lin Jin’s unusual sword techniques with great interest.

"Lin Jingsheng. The next match is... Li Junhao from Cangjian Pavilion versus Li Junyi from Cangjian Pavilion," the old man said.

"What's your relationship?" Yan Gui asked Li Junsu.

“My brother, my sister,” Li Junsu said, lying back in his chair.

"Who will win, your brother or your sister?" Yan Gui asked, looking at the two below.

“My sister,” Li Junsu said with his eyes closed.

"Why?" Yan Gui asked curiously, watching the two people below arguing.

"Because I taught my brother and sister the basic skills, and my brother's Achilles' heel... I told my sister about it," Li Junsu said somewhat guiltily.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Junsu finished speaking, Li Junhao was sent flying.

“Li Junyi wins.” After saying this, the old man looked at Li Junsu, who was pretending to be dead, and smiled.

I never expected that this guy, who looks so serious and earnest, would actually do such petty theft.

"Next match, Jian Wu from Jian Su Shan will face Wen Lian from Jian Su Shan," the old man announced.

Upon hearing this, Li Junsu sat up; the main event was about to begin.

“Senior Brother, the sword is a gentleman’s weapon.” Wen Lianfei flew onto the stage, took out a long sword engraved with mountains and seas, and said.

"I've already said, a sword is a weapon of killing." A pale golden longsword appeared in Jian Wu's hand, its blade shrouded in mist and adorned with dragons and phoenixes.

"Heavenly Sword Manual, Seven Killing Stars, Greedy Wolf." Jian Wu flipped his longsword and swung it out. A star map appeared behind him, and the starlight of a star gathered on the sword, followed by a burst of sword energy.

"Earth Sword Manual, Auspicious Beast Records, Bai Ze." Wen Lian held the longsword horizontally in front of her, and then the longsword began to spin on its own, and an incredibly strange animal phantom slowly stepped out from the sword.

The sword energy collided with the phantom, and the aftershocks created a hurricane.

"Wen Lian isn't in the top ten of the list?" Li Junsu asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Not everyone wants to be famous. He didn’t even kill anyone, so how did he get on the list?” Yan Gui said with a smile.

"This is the path you will walk from now on," Yan Gui said.

“It doesn’t stop there,” Li Junsu said, watching the two combatants.

The casual exchange between the two was actually the intensity of his final strike against Tingyu.

This power stirred Li Junsu's heart.