Chapter 40: The Sword Path Does Not Regret

  Unbeknownst to him, five months had passed in his cultivation. Now the mountain flowers were blooming like fire, and the scenery was a mix of spring and summer. Yu Xian slowly came back to himself after a long time, looked at Liu Shiyun who was crying, and couldn't help but smile. He wiped away her tears for her and said:

  "Thank you, from today on, you are my sister, no one dares to bully you, and make you cry again."

  Yu Zecheng then took out Liu Shiyun's contract from the Qiankun bag, tore it to shreds with a few brushes, and shouted towards the outside:

  "Prepare hot water for me to bathe, invite the barber's master to come over, get new clothes ready for me, and inform the masters to hold a meeting here."

  In these months, people have been flattering and sending three girls to serve Yu Zecheng's daily life. Some were expensive maids, while others were the gift-givers' own younger sisters. Yu Zecheng accepted them without hesitation and didn't even bother to learn their names.

  After the shout, the three girls outside began to prepare. Yu Zecheng took a good bath and, under the treatment of the barber master, put on the Black Tiger Battle Robe, restoring his former image as a young hero.

  Yu Ze Cheng specially gathered his subordinates to hold a meeting, announcing that he had recovered normally. Many disciples saw Yu Ze Cheng recover and look handsome again, but there was a hint of bloodthirstiness in his eyes from time to time. Some were delighted, while others were disappointed. In this way, Yu Ze Cheng unknowingly regained control of the power in his own hands.

  Nothing has happened in the past five months and everything is normal. Yu Zecheng just took advantage of this meeting to gather people's hearts, the only thing worth mentioning is that Gaofeng reported:

  "Gan Bazhu, with the help of Cui Tangzhu, Iron Ruler Sir's eldest disciple has agreed to our request and will arrive here soon to design a formation for us. How do you plan to arrange them?"

  Yu Zhen smiled and said:

  "This matter is your responsibility, don't be stingy with money at all, and you must do a good job."

  Gao Feng nodded in agreement, and with that, the meeting was considered concluded. Yu Ze Cheng then said:

  "Everyone is here, whether you stay or leave, go out and have some fun, practice your martial arts, let me see if you've made any progress!"

  After finishing speaking, he took these disciples to the martial arts arena. Now there are more than 70 disciples, and it's a bit crowded in the martial arts arena. Gaofeng casually said:

  "It's a bit crowded here, shall we go to the martial arts arena in the stern?"

  These words seemed to be spoken unintentionally, but a sharp light flashed in his eyes, which was actually a probe. The real meaning is to ask Yu Ze Cheng if he wants to seize the helm position. People with ulterior motives all trembled when they heard these words, waiting for Yu Ze Cheng's response.

  Yu Ze established the Kedian Dao:

  "Let's just forget it for today and talk about it later, there will be a day like that."

  Although he didn't say much, the atmosphere changed immediately, reflecting Yu Ze Cheng's attitude. In the future, when he becomes the helmsman, these subordinates will follow him and rise with the tide, each of them will not be able to mix up a position as an executive officer, and everyone is filled with fighting spirit.

  Yu Ze Cheng and others arrived at the martial arts arena, each began to practice martial arts. Yu Ze Cheng was here, everyone naturally tried their best to perform, some with strength throwing stone locks, some with agility climbing plum blossom poles, those with good fist techniques hitting wooden men, those with good leg techniques kicking sand pots, those who knew iron sand palms hitting iron sandbags, a lively scene unfolded.

  Literally no first, martial arts no second, practicing and practicing will lead to a fight, two disciples fought together, people who practice martial arts all like this, immediately surrounded in a circle to cheer for the people inside.

  One up, one down, and finally Lin Ye Hong stood in the middle of the arena, accepting the challenge. Yu Ze Cheng's disciples were below him, with Lin Ye Hong having the highest martial arts skills, followed by Dou You Zi and Fu Gang. Below them was Kou Lian San Ying, who was skilled in a set of combination attacks. If they worked together to launch a combined attack, they could resist Lin Ye Hong and Dou You Zi and Fu Gang's trio.

  These people were fighting together, and the rest were watching from a distance. The masters who had been in his eyes before now seemed to be full of flaws, and he felt that he could definitely defeat them if he went down. Not to mention anything else, the aura released when he killed Tan Er Lang was simply an invincible existence, piercing through all kinds of true energy shields and treasure armor shields. Unfortunately, it was just a random strike at that time, and only by using the Five Tigers Pounce and Devour technique could he release it. Later on, no matter how hard he tried to release it freely, he still couldn't do it.

  After a while, Yu Ze Cheng walked to an unmanned corner and pulled out the treasured sword Jingyu, starting to practice there, randomly chopping, slashing and stabbing.

  Yu Ze Cheng swung his treasured sword, shining brightly, and attracted the attention of many disciples who turned their heads to take a look. Immediately, someone curled up their lips in disdain. Yu Ze Cheng's swordsmanship was nothing special, just randomly slashing around, like a child playing, and in the eyes of these people, it was contemptible.

  Yu Ze Cheng's current state of mind is entirely focused on the sword, pure and clean like jade. The long sword in his hand seems to be an extension of his own arm. Yu Ze Cheng swings the precious sword at will, without any specific moves, simply dispersing his thoughts, sights, and feelings through the swinging of the sword.

  Waving and waving, Yu Ze turned into a sword move, using the sword to replace the knife, and made his own remembered Wuhu Duanmen Knife one by one. Tiger leaps mountain forest, tiger cuts off the sky gate, angry tiger whistles mountain, five tigers pounce on food.

  At first, every move was awkward and the action was incomplete, but now Yu Ze has become a master of the Five Elements Boxing, his heart is full of confidence, his body is extremely strong, his two fists have the power of two or three thousand catties, and his movements are even more agile. Those ordinary people who practice for ten years can't do it, he can complete it with ease.

  Gradually, the Five Tigers Breaking Knife technique became extremely proficient in Yu Ze Cheng's hands. This knife technique consisted of only 21 moves, named after tigers, fierce and unmatched, all of which were killing moves without any mercy. There was not a single move that held back, all were full-force killing techniques. Before long, Yu Ze Cheng mastered it. With one tiger roar, the Five Tigers Pounce on Prey, with aura released outward, forming five gigantic ferocious tigers charging forward. All objects within four meters in front, whether they were knife racks or stone walls, were cut and split into two by the knife energy in this single move.

  Yu then put away his sword, changed his move and transformed into Master Qing Song's collected sword technique, the Qing Song Sword Technique. This sword technique was a rare and exceptional one in the Wulin world, belonging to the Zhen Yuan Sect, a major sect of the martial arts world. He spent 200 taels of silver to acquire it.

  Yu Ze Cheng began to practice this set of swordsmanship, which emphasizes being majestic and motionless, like a towering green pine. The profound meaning of this swordsmanship is several times higher than the Wu Hu Duan Men Dao, but after Yu Ze Cheng practiced it once, he had a feeling that it didn't quite suit his taste.

  Yu Ze turned the sword technique into a memory, transforming it into a secret book of the same name, Kuang Feng Jian Fa (Crazy Wind Sword Technique). This was a sword technique taught by Xie Yun Ta Ke La Ma Gan, a great thief from Jingzhou, to his horse thieves in the vast desert. It spread extremely widely.

  Yu Ze Cheng then mastered the sword technique, flying and dancing, in no time. Every sword swing brought forth a fierce gust of wind, sending sand swirling wildly. Yu Ze Cheng then switched to the Tianzi Sword Technique, but it didn't suit him. Finally, he switched to the Rixin Sword Technique, which emphasized a single, decisive strike - life or death, with no turning back. This technique also suited him well.

  Yu Ze Cheng swung this set of swordsmanship, and suddenly had a sense of satisfaction. Suddenly, he had an epiphany - the swordsmanship he liked was Wu Hu Duan Men Dao, Kuang Feng Jian Fa, this kind of bold and unrestrained swordsmanship, only this kind of strong and hard kung fu could match his mood. A man with a long sword in hand, his own destiny is his own master, drawing the knife into one swift motion, not disappointing his youthful spirit.

  Yu Ze then succeeded in slowly practicing there, gradually using the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife and the Crazy Wind Swordsmanship, Burning Heart Swordsmanship interchangeably. At first, it was still possible to see the moves, but later on, the three sets of skills were fully integrated together, making it impossible for people to see their moves.

  Yu Ze Cheng has now returned to his previous chaotic and wild sword style, but in the eyes of those who truly understand, this sword technique is instantly different from before. Every sword strike is swift and decisive, with no room for hesitation or mercy, its power and momentum astonishing.

  In the arena, Lin Ye Hong and Dou You Zi were competing against each other. In the end, Lin Ye Hong used a move he had spent ten years researching and created, called "Cripple Wolf Slash", and finally knocked Dou You Zi's treasured sword out of his hand, winning the match.

  Lin Ye's face was expressionless, but in her heart, she was overjoyed. She had finally won against Du Youzi without any suspense. In the Mountain Bamboo Pavilion or even in the entire city of Mountain Bamboo, there probably wasn't anyone who could be her match.

  Lin Ye's face was flushed with excitement and pride, thinking that he had been practicing swordsmanship since the age of six, and at thirteen, he had already killed someone. It was a pity that it took him thirty years to reach this level of skill. At this rate, in ten years' time, he would be able to enter the Xiantian realm. He couldn't help but feel an urge to let out a loud whoop.

  It wasn't until then that he realized he had won four weeks without applause. He turned his head to see everyone looking in the other direction, and no one was paying attention to his fight with Du Youzi.

  Lin Ye Hong couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and following everyone's gaze, he saw Yu Ze Cheng dancing wildly over there. He shook his head and let out a long sigh in his heart.

  But as he watched, Lin Ye's face turned red and then pale, his long sword clattering to the ground, never leaving his hand. He was completely stunned. The move he had spent ten years creating was now being used by Yu Ze Cheng with ease, and he stood there in a daze, thoroughly shocked.

  Yu Ze Cheng then wielded the long sword with great skill, gradually merging the three sets of sword techniques into one, transforming them into his own unique swordsmanship. Integrating the innate superior sword techniques was not an easy feat, but Yu Ze Cheng managed to do so, as if guided by someone in the dark, providing him with support. Under this silent guidance, Yu Ze Cheng successfully achieved the unity of three swords.

  Gradually, Yu Zhe felt what was supporting himself, and it was the heart that accounted for three-tenths of his body. Every beat of it guided him in the right direction.

  Yu Zhen then sheathed his sword and couldn't help but recite an old poem he used to like, shouting in a long voice:

  "On the left, a yellow dragon is led, on the right, a green dragon is held. Wearing brocade hats and sable coats, a thousand horsemen gallop across the flat ridge. I want to repay the city that followed the governor, personally shoot tigers, and look at Sun Lang. With wine, my chest is still open and bold, my temples are slightly frosted, what's wrong with that? Holding the tablet in the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent? Together we'll draw the carved bow like a full moon, looking northwest, shooting the heavenly wolf."

  In the ancient word chant, Yu Ze Cheng found his own sword path, that is, no regret, ferocious and fierce like a tiger, attacking like a storm, every strike will exhaust all, no regret, no sorrow, not disappointing this life.

  Yu Ze Cheng's swordsmanship was still as simple and childish, but on the long sword, he began to randomly release his aura. This aura spread outwards with Yu Ze Cheng's every move, leaving sword marks on the ground. All objects around him were crushed by this invisible sword energy, just like the stone locks used in martial arts performances. The two-foot-thick stone, combined with the three-inch iron hoop on top, was cut into several pieces as if it were tofu when swept by the aura.

  Everyone stared at Yu Zecheng's disciples performing martial arts, and they all started to retreat. Their true energy shields would be broken with just one sword strike. Even if Lin Ye Hong went up to fight hand-to-hand, it was only a matter of one move before being killed.

  Everyone could only retreat, retreating all the way to the wall, then flipping over it. They looked at the wall in front of them shattering into powder amidst the sword aura, and from a distance watched the young man advancing steadily on his own sword path in the arena, swinging the long sword in his hand, cutting through everything.

  This young man had unknowingly grown to the point where he needed to be looked up to, and suddenly everyone felt that he shouldn't be here, perhaps only the heavenly sword-flying immortals were his path.