The True Essence of Martial Arts

  The rolling sound of the wind was loud and clear, and Feng Qingyang deliberately slowed down his attack speed to let Fang Xian see clearly.

  "Po Jian Style! All sword techniques in the world are based on the same foundation. One move can break them all, as long as you have a single word: 'Fast'!"

  "Breaking Sword Style! Using lightness to overcome heaviness, using speed to control slowness."

  "Wait, I'm the one with the knife..."

  "Break spear style! Long soldier's spear is hard and straight for a long time, with big gaps, it's okay like this..."

  "Wait, how do you pronounce the slash?"

  "Brute force..."

  "Clap your hands..."

  "Broken Arrow style...... Note that this is a counter technique, long-range waves can be bounced back, use it when you've calculated it."

  "Is there a dominant technique? I need it badly."

  "Finally, there is the Breaking Gas Style, used to deal with enemies who possess superior internal power. It requires a clear and focused mind, and once mastered, it can render the opponent's Qi useless."

  "Oh! So that's how it is!" Fang Xian remained very calm in the end.

  "After fooling around for a long time, Feng Qingyang finally stopped and asked: 'How's that? Did you remember everything?'"

  "Hmm..." Fang Xian's eyes lit up, "Is the Palm-Breaking Technique's finishing move ↓→↓←? C or ↓←↓→? C?"

  "Hmph, none of that matters. Dugu Jiujian values only one's wit and insight; the rest is trivial." Feng Qingyang stroked his beard with a smile.

  "Then I have to memorize the move list too!"

  "No problem, young hero, now I ask you to try every means to forget this move list, leaving only the most basic things..."

  "What? Then how can I send a killer move?! Messy typing?! The keyboard can't take it!"

  "Heh heh, in chaos there is opportunity, and in opportunity there is chaos. There are many things I cannot say clearly, you must understand them yourself." Feng Qingyang gazed at him deeply.

  With eyes closed in quiet contemplation.

  First, throw away the move list. When people fight in the world, they all make moves according to rules, of course, the damage from a finishing blow and a finishing blow is different, each person's stiffness and defense power, jump height is also different. Relatively speaking, practicing Zha Ma Bu is just reducing the stiffness time after making a move, various internal skills and techniques are practiced to resist the ability to withstand beating and release finishing blows. Various fancy moves are naturally finishing moves. Of course, when the technique and moves are cultivated to a certain level, they can have super finishing moves. For example, the "Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms" and "Nine Yang Divine Skill" are definitely super finishing moves, while the "Pine Wind Sword Technique" and "Frenzied Wind Knife Technique" are small finishing moves...

  People all over the world practice martial arts, but it seems like they're getting more and more focused on finishing moves and super finishing moves, while neglecting some of the fundamental things.

  Unconsciously, Fang Xian had completely forgotten the way of issuing the Dugu Nine Swords, and his mind was clear and empty.

  Feng Qingyang smiled lightly and suddenly attacked with a branch: "Good! Watch this!"

  "Wang Yu Yan exclaimed: "This... is not any move at all, I don't know how to command anymore!""

  Fang Xian's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he jumped back: "Good timing, retreat!"

  "Down, left? C, fatal blow thrust!" Feng Qingyang deliberately slowed down to guide Fang Xian, connecting one move after another.

  "Hmph, senior, you're too slow." Fang Xian suddenly crouched down, "What's wrong? Heavy footsteps!"

  "Beautiful!" Feng Qingyang deliberately took this kick and fell back, "You don't need a sword anymore!"

  "Look out! →→↑ Big jump!" Fang Xian suddenly leaped up, drew his sword in mid-air, and shouted "Heavily chop!"

  "This is... a mid-range skill, you must defend yourself!" Feng Qingyang used his internal energy to counter the knife, "Defend against this move... and I can use your stiffness to counterattack."

  Who would have thought that this was just a feint, and in mid-air, his body stiffened, and he had already withdrawn his move.

  "What! You've actually figured out Power-Cel on your own and are forcing a hard cancel into a different move!"

  Only saw Fang Xian's figure falling down, and his small hands waved continuously: "A? A? A? A......"

  "Suppressing swift chop!" Feng Qingyang hastily parried.

  “abaacbbda！！！”

  "This is... a consecutive technique of Muay Thai! A seamless connection of fists and feet!"

  "Down!" With a smile, Fang Xian suddenly bent down.

  "Ah! Lower leg break in chaotic fist!" Feng Qingyang was shocked and smiled again, once more hit, drifting far away.

  He quickly helped the old man up and said, "Thank you for your kindness! Tian has already realized something!"

  "Not bad." Feng Qingyang nodded in approval, "Everyone is obsessed with practicing killing techniques, but they forget that no matter how powerful these killing techniques are, if you can't hit your opponent, they're useless. True combat doesn't need killing techniques at all! Quick and precise suppression is the right way, even without internal energy or a long sword, one can still defeat their opponent!"

  "This realm is really high." Fang Xian felt that his martial arts had made great progress, and the so-called invincibility of speed was precisely this principle.

  "However, I didn't expect you to grasp the PC's cancellation of rigid transformations and the random small moves so quickly..."

  "Haha, this actually isn't something I figured out myself..." Fang Xian chuckled, "In my Tianjia Wanjiliu's lightness skill 'Duxing Wushuang' explosive moment, I can change moves in mid-air and forcibly twist my body. The complex eye-pressing technique is just the first level of my Crazy Wind Knife Art."

  "Furious Wind Slashing Technique..." Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, "The sword manual of Dugu Qiubai once mentioned... that this technique appears ordinary at first glance, but in reality, it conceals profound mysteries, unfathomably deep!"

  "Different paths, same destination... Different paths, same destination..." Fang Xian said with a gentle smile, and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy. "But my ancestors in the Tian family have always said that neither the Crazy Wind Knife Technique nor the Dugu Sword Technique are the ultimate goals of martial arts."

  "Hmm, I'm old and my time is up, the pursuit of martial arts depends on you young people now!" Feng Qingyang patted Tian Boguang's shoulders, "Young hero, you're not even middle-aged yet, but you've already reached this level, your future prospects are boundless! In my opinion, you might be a martial arts genius who is in no way inferior to Dugu Qiubai!"

  "With a calm gaze and a faint smile, 'You're overpraising me, I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants.'"

  "What a calm and determined gaze, and what humility! I haven't misjudged you!" Feng Qingyang laughed loudly and swung his sleeve as he walked towards the exit of the cave. "Tian Xiake, you are the last person I've seen who is still alive. Thank you, the way of martial arts will finally be passed on, my life of hiding and surviving has finally had some meaning."

  "Thank you, senior." Fang Xian had a feeling of heroism, and suddenly he wanted to ask him, "Feng Lao, in your opinion, is the sword stronger than the internal energy, or are the moves stronger than the internal power?"

  "No, I joined the Sword Sect only because my internal energy was insufficient. Combining Muo's technique with Super Must-Kill is truly an unbeatable master! In the process of continuous and unrelenting chaotic attacks, suddenly bursting out and hitting the opponent... This is also known as..."

  "Infinite combos!!! Combo finisher!!!" The old and young exclaimed in unison.

  "Haha!" Feng Qingyang waved his sleeve and left, no longer regretful. "Miku, I'm here!"

  Outside, Linghu Chong and Lu Daxia looked at Feng Qingyang flying away like they were watching a madman, then slowly walked in.

  "This is strange, isn't Hatsune Miku supposed to be here?" Lu Dahu scratched his head.

  "Hatsune Miku is just an illusion. Sister is emptiness, emptiness is sister. If you have a sister in your heart, anyone can be a sister."

  Linghu Chong's body shook, and he muttered to himself: "No wonder... every time I'm with my junior brother, I always imagine him as Little Sister, so all of this is pleasant and reasonable..."

  "Alright, alright, I should continue." Fang Xian waved his hand for them to leave, "Now that no one is disturbing me anymore."

  Just then, a girl's shout came from afar.

  "Big Brother~~~~The villain is attacking the mountain~~~~"

  "What? It's Little Sister! " Linghu Chong stumbled and rushed out without thinking.

  Lu Da stood there in a daze, looking very downhearted.

  "Aren't you going?" Fang Xian thought he should get lost quickly, "The bad guys are attacking the mountain, why aren't you hurrying to rescue them?!"

  "Ah... Master Brother's heart still only has one person, Yue Ling Shan?" Lu Da shook his head emptily, "I made so much effort... I spent half a day making this bento..."

  Fang Xian suddenly felt that a line of dialogue was very suitable for now——

  "Something big, emotional matters, cannot be forced."

  "Wooo..."

  "If you don't leave now, I'll chop you up!"

  "Cut it... Cut it... Anyway, I don't want to live anymore..."

  "Look at the knife!" Fang Xian raised his knife, wanting to scare him a bit.

  Wang Yu Yan suddenly became serious: "Wait a minute, Uncle Tian, it seems we've forgotten something."

  "What? I've learned all nine swords of Dugu, what else have I forgotten?"

  As soon as he said this, he slapped his forehead: "Right! 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'!"

  "Uncle Tian, you're too impatient, forgetting to ask about Linghu Cong...". Wang Yuyan's thoughts were very clear. "During the day, I flipped through your bookshelf's 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'... This time, attacking the mountain should be due to Left Cold Mountain's intimidation of the Sword Sect's high-ranking masters coming forth. Yue Buqun may not be able to withstand them, and it was all thanks to Linghu Cong using the Nine Swords of Dugu that they were barely able to fight their way through... But now, Linghu Cong's martial arts haven't progressed in the slightest. If he were to die..."

  "Damn it, these bear kids." Fang Xian reluctantly put on his white robe again and rushed to the main gate of Mount Hua with Wang Yuyan, "Linghu brother, wait a moment, give me The Smiling, Proud Wanderer and I'll die without regret!"

  Huashan Road is treacherous, even if it's an attack on the mountain, you have to run for a while before reaching the gate of the sect, which allows Fang Xian to catch up.

  The Huashan School is in complete disarray.

  Yue Buqun's face was deathly pale, and he was being suppressed by a powerful bearded man. Purple gas was spewing out wildly, and his white robes were covered in bloodstains, looking extremely disheveled.

  Next to him was a mature and elegant woman, with steady breathing and fierce swordsmanship, who must be Ning Shi, the wife of Yue Buqun, entangled in combat with another powerful bearded man.

  Look again at Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan, who were jointly fighting against a third bearded master.

  While running and looking around, these three big beards are also top-notch experts who are not much inferior to Yue Buqun, and can be considered as one of the best in the world. Suddenly refreshing three top-notch experts, it seems that Jianzong is well-prepared.

  "As expected, the people of Jianzong are in cahoots with Zuo Lengchan. Fang Xian deeply sensed the cunning of Zuo Da Zhangmen, 'This timing is perfect, Yue Buqun has just been severely injured, his energy and blood are insufficient, and on top of that, he's practicing the fake Bi Xie Sword Scripture which has led to him being possessed by the sword... his strength has been greatly reduced.'"

  Wang Yu Yan also looked embarrassed: "Tian Shu be careful, these three masters are of the same generation as Yue Buqun's Sword Sect masters, Feng Bu Ping, Cheng Bu You and Cong Bu Qi, you probably can't beat them."

  "It's different now, I've already caught a glimpse of the true essence of martial arts." Fang Xian held Wang Yu Yan and quietly descended to one side to observe the battle.