Chapter 41: No Regrets About the Path of Sword

Unknowingly during the practice, five months have passed this year, and now the mountain flowers are as red as fire, and the scenery is like spring and summer. After a long time, Yu Zecheng slowly came back to his senses and looked at the crying Liu. Shiyun couldn't help but smile, went over to wipe away her tears, and said:

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

Then Yu Zecheng took out Liu Shiyun's selling contract from the Qiankun bag, swiped it a few times and tore it into pieces, and shouted outside:

"Prepare bath water for me, invite the master who cuts my hair, prepare new clothes for me, and inform the master that they are here for a meeting."

In the past few months, people have been flattering and sending three more girls. Some are maids bought at a large price, and some are the gift-giver's own sisters, asking them to take care of Yu Zecheng's food, clothing, housing and transportation. Yu Zecheng accepted the photo correctly and had no time to care about it. He didn't even know their names.

After the shouting, the three girls outside began to prepare. Yu Zecheng took a good bath. Under the treatment of the hair-cutting master, he put on the black tiger uniform. Yu Zecheng returned to the young hero he was before. image.

Yu Zecheng specially called a meeting with his subordinates to announce that he was back to normal. Many disciples saw that Yu Zecheng was back to his original self, handsome and unrestrained, but there was blood in his eyes from time to time, some were happy, some were disappointed, just like this Yu Zecheng Cheng unknowingly took control of the power in his own hands again.

Nothing happened in the last five months, everything was normal. Yu Zecheng just used this meeting to gather people's hearts. The only thing worth mentioning is that Gao Feng reported:

"Zaibaozi, with the help of Hall Master Cui, Mr. Tiechi's eldest disciple has promised us that he will come to our place to design a magic circle for the stronghold today. How will Zhuangbaozi arrange them?"

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"You are responsible for this matter. Don't be stingy with money. You must do this well."

Gao Feng nodded in agreement, and then the meeting was over. Yu Zecheng said:

"Everyone is here, stay or stay, go and have fun, practice martial arts, let me see if you have regressed?"

After saying that, he took these disciples to the martial arts arena. There were now more than seventy disciples, and it was a bit crowded in the martial arts arena. Gao Feng said casually:

"It's a bit crowded here. Should we go to the martial arts field in the helm to practice?"

These words seemed to be unintentional, but there was a light in his eyes. This was a test. The real meaning was to ask Yu Zecheng if he wanted to seize the position of helmsman. Those who were interested trembled when they heard these words and waited for Yu Zecheng. Cheng's answer.

Yu Zecheng immediately answered:

"Let's forget it for today. We'll talk about it later. There will come a time."

He didn't say much, but his subordinates immediately changed their behavior. This represented Yu Zecheng's attitude. In the future, when he becomes the helmsman, his subordinates will all rise with the tide, and no one will be able to occupy the position of deacon. Immediately everyone is full of enthusiasm. Got fighting spirit.

Yu Zecheng and others arrived at the martial arts arena, and everyone began to practice martial arts. Yu Zecheng here naturally worked hard to perform, including powerful stone lock throwing, dexterous plum blossom stakes, good boxing skills, and good kicking skills. Those who know how to kick the sand cans, and those who know how to use iron sand palms to hit the iron sandbags, it is a lively scene.

Wen Wu was first and Wu Wu was second. As they practiced, they began to make gestures. Two of the disciples fought together. Martial arts people are good at this. They immediately formed a circle to cheer for the people inside.

This one went up, that one went down, and finally Lin Yehong stood in the field and accepted the challenge. Among Yu Zecheng's disciples, Lin Yehong has the best martial arts, followed by Du Youzi and Fu Gang, followed by Gou Lian Sanying. Gou Lian Sanying is proficient in a set of combined attack skills. If they attack together, they can resist Lin Yehong, Du Youzi, Fu Gang and three others.

These people were fighting together, and Yu Zecheng was watching. The masters he used to see now seemed to be full of flaws. He felt that he would be able to defeat them in the end. Not to mention anything else, the Gang Qi released that time that killed Tan Erlang was simply invincible. All the Qi shields and treasure armor shields were pierced and shattered. It's a pity that it was just a random attack. It can only be released by using the Five Tigers pounce on food move. If you want to release it at will in the future, you still can't do it.

After watching for a while, Yu Zecheng walked to a deserted corner, pulled out his corundum sword, and began to practice there by himself, chopping and stabbing at will.

Yu Zecheng waved his sword, sparkling with light, which caused many disciples to look back. Some people immediately curled their lips, wondering what kind of swordsmanship Yu Zecheng's swordsmanship was. He was just making random gestures. In the eyes of these people, it was just a child's play. , I couldn’t help but feel a burst of contempt in my heart.

Yu Zecheng's current thoughts are all on the sword, which is as pure as jade. The long sword in his hand is like an extension of his arm. The sword that Yu Zecheng wields casually has no moves. What you see and think is radiated out by swinging the sword.

Waving and waving, Yu Zecheng changed his sword moves, using swords instead of knives, and used the five tiger door-breaking swords in his memory in one move. The tiger leaped through the mountains and forests, the tiger broke through the sky gate, the angry tiger roared in the mountain, and the five tigers pounced. Food.

At first, every move was very jerky, the movements were lacking, and the memory was incoherent, but now Yu Zecheng has exercised his body in five changes, and his heart has become strong. His body is already very strong, with two to three thousand kilograms of power in his two arms, and his movements are even more dexterous. Those He could easily complete moves that ordinary people couldn't do after ten years of hard training.

Gradually, Yu Zecheng began to master the Five Tigers Gate-Breaking Knife. This set of knife skills only had 21 moves. It was named after the tiger and was extremely fierce. All of them were killing moves. No one was held back. They were all killing moves with all their strength. Yu Zecheng soon became very skilled. With a tiger roar, the five tigers pounced on their prey, and the energy was released, forming five huge tigers, which pounced forward. All objects in the front four feet, whether it was the sword rack or the stone of the courtyard wall, were cut in half by the knife energy.

Yu Zecheng put away his sword and changed his moves. He changed to the Qingsong Sword Skill that his master had collected for him. This sword skill was the peerless sword skill of the Zhenyuan School, a major martial arts sect in the Wu Kingdom. He spent two hundred taels of silver to buy it.

Yu Zecheng began to practice this set of sword skills. This set of sword skills emphasized being majestic and immovable, and the proud and upright Qingsong. The secret of the sword skills was several times higher than that of the Five Tigers Gate-Breaking Knife. However, after Yu Zecheng practiced it once, he felt that it did not suit his mind.

Yu Zecheng's swordsmanship changed and turned into the same secret book of the Wind Swordsmanship in his memory. This was a set of swordsmanship taught to his horse thieves by the great thief of Jingzhou, who swept across the Taklamakan Desert. It was widely spread.

Yu Zecheng's swordsmanship was flying, and he mastered it in a short while. Every time he swung his sword, a gust of wind blew up and the flying sand was amazing. Yu Zecheng then changed to the Emperor's Swordsmanship, which was indeed not suitable for him. Finally, he changed to the Burning Heart Swordsmanship. This swordsmanship emphasizes a burning heart strike, a life-and-death struggle, and there is no return. Sure enough, this swordsmanship is also suitable for him.

Yu Zecheng waved this set of swordsmanship, and suddenly he felt that he was satisfied. Suddenly, he had an understanding that the swordsmanship he liked was the Five Tigers Breaking Door Knife and the Wind Swordsmanship. This kind of rough and heroic swordsmanship, only this kind of hard work can meet his state of mind. A real man has a long sword in his hand, and his own destiny is controlled by himself. He draws the sword into a piece and lives up to his youth.

Yu Zecheng practiced slowly there, gradually using the Five Tigers Breaking Door Blade, the Wind Sword Technique, and the Burning Heart Sword Technique alternately. At the beginning, you could still see the way, but later, the three sets of skills were all integrated together, making it impossible to see their routines.

Now Yu Zecheng has returned to the previous kind of random slashing and stabbing, but this sword technique is suddenly different from the past in the eyes of a discerning person. Every sword has no return, is sharp and unmatched, and is merciless, with amazing momentum.

In the field, Lin Yehong and Du Youzi are dueling. In the end, Lin Yehong used a move that he had painstakingly studied for ten years, the Canlang Slash, and finally knocked down Du Youzi's sword and won the game.

Lin Yehong had no expression on his face, but he was very happy in his heart. He finally won Du Youzi without any suspense. In the Mangzhu Branch, not in Mangzhu City, I am afraid that no one can be his opponent.

Lin Yehong was full of confidence. He had been practicing swordplay since he was six years old, and had killed people since he was thirteen. It took him thirty years to achieve this skill. According to this trend, he would be able to enter the innate realm in ten years. He couldn't help but want to roar.

Only then did he realize that he had won and there was no applause around him. Looking back, everyone was looking the other way. No one cared about his fight with Du Youzi.

Lin Yehong couldn't help but get angry. He followed everyone's gaze and saw Yu Zecheng dancing there. He shook his head and sighed in his heart.

But as he watched, Lin Yehong's face turned blue, and the long sword that he never left his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He was completely stunned. The move that he had created in ten years was now everywhere in Yu Zecheng's hands. He stood there stupidly, completely stunned.

Yu Zecheng wielded the long sword, and gradually integrated the three sword techniques into one, turning it into his own sword technique. It was not easy for an innate master to integrate sword techniques, but Yu Zecheng did it. It was as if someone was guiding him and supporting him. Under this silent guidance, Yu Zecheng successfully integrated the three swords into one.

Gradually, Yu Zecheng felt what was supporting him, and it was the heart of Ganghua, which was three-tenths of the heart. Every beat of it guided him in the right direction.

Yu Zecheng put away his sword and could not help but recite the ancient poems he liked in the past, shouting:

"Left holding Huang, right holding Cang. With brocade hats and sable furs, thousands of riders roll over the plain. To repay the governor for his kindness, I personally shoot tigers and watch Sun Lang. After drinking, my chest is still open, and my temples are slightly frosted, so what! Holding the seal in Yunzhong, when will Feng Tang be sent? I will draw a carved bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf in the sky."

As he recited the ancient poems, Yu Zecheng found his own swordsmanship, which was no regrets, ferocious like a tiger, and attacking like a hurricane. Every blow will be done with all, no regrets, no hatred, and no regrets in this life.

Yu Zecheng's swordsmanship was still so simple and naive, but he began to emit Gangqi on the long sword at will. This Gangqi spread outward with Yu Zecheng's moves, and sword marks appeared on the ground. All the surrounding objects were shattered in this invisible sword energy, just like the stone lock used in martial arts performances. The two-foot-thick stone and the three-inch iron hoop on the top were scraped by the Gangqi and immediately cut into several pieces like tofu.

All the disciples who were watching Yu Zecheng's martial arts performance began to retreat. Their Qi shields would be broken by a sword, and even if Lin Yehong went up to fight, she would be killed in one move.

Everyone could only retreat, retreat, and finally retreat to the wall, then climb over the wall, watching the wall in front of them shattered in the sword energy, and watching from afar the young man who was practicing hard on his sword path in the field, waving his long sword and cutting everything.

This young man had grown up to the point where he needed to look up to him without knowing it. Suddenly, everyone had a feeling that he should not be here. Perhaps only the immortals flying in the sky with swords were his path.