The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

The clash of metal broke the silence of the mountains and forests.

Mei Jian's swordsmanship was incredibly swift, and combined with his lightness skill, it was perfect for his martial arts.

He unleashed several sword strikes in quick succession, the swords flashing without a trace, their movements unpredictable and erratic.

It has a style that is "without a shadow".

Chen Qianyang focused his mind and used the Huashan Sword Technique to defend himself with all his might.

The [Sword Heart Clarity] talent within his sea of ​​consciousness had already quietly activated.

In an instant, the subsequent changes in the opponent's sword moves became crystal clear in his mind.

Chen Qianyang understood that as long as the opponent's sword had technique and momentum, his sword mind could see through it and anticipate the enemy's moves.

Instead of engaging in a direct confrontation, he shifted his footing, and with his [Swift as the Wind] talent combined with the agile movements of the Huashan Sect, he drifted like a willow catkin, narrowly avoiding the sword strike aimed at his face.

At the same time, his longsword always strikes first, hitting the weak points of Mei's sword and sword moves at the most critical moment, forcing him to return his sword to defend himself.

Mei Jianhe grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

It should be noted that his lightness skill was unmatched among his peers, and his swordsmanship was known for its speed and unpredictability. He thought that he could easily outmaneuver this young man from Mount Hua in less than ten moves.

Unexpectedly, his opponent was as slippery as an eel, and his sword moves seemed ordinary, yet he seemed to be able to predict his attacks and defend against them with impenetrable defense.

He roared repeatedly, his sword moves becoming increasingly ruthless and swift, the sword light following him like a shadow, yet Chen Qianyang always managed to dodge or parry at the last possible moment.

"You brat, dodging like that, are you going to fight or not!" Mei Jianhe, unable to gain the upper hand after a long attack, became impatient and his originally ruthless swordsmanship gradually lost its rhythm.

After about forty moves, Chen Qianyang keenly noticed that his opponent's eagerness to finish the fight had caused his footwork to become slightly disordered, resulting in a fleeting opening in his chest!

It's now!

A glint flashed in his eyes, and without hesitation, he channeled his inner strength into his longsword.

The "White Clouds Emerging from the Peak" move in the Huashan Swordplay appears to be a simple, straightforward thrust, but the wrist suddenly flicks midway, causing the sword's trajectory to shift and transform into the most ruthless "Meteor Chasing the Moon" move in the incomplete "Three Swords" technique!

The sword tip trembled slightly, leaving a trail of afterimages, and struck Mei Jian and several major acupoints on his chest!

Mei Jian was horrified. He had never seen such a bizarre change in swordsmanship. He hurriedly stopped and retreated, but he was already a fraction too late!

Just as the cold sword tip was about to leave several bloody holes in his body, in that split second, a green shadow drifted into the arena like a wisp of smoke.

Before anyone could see what action he took, a very light and crisp "ding" was heard, and a gentle yet incredibly powerful force struck Chen Qianyang's sword spine with pinpoint accuracy.

Chen Qianyang felt his wrist go numb, and his sure-fire sword strike was deflected by an ingenious force, grazing Mei Jianhe's clothes.

There was another person in the room, someone had appeared at some point.

The newcomer looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, similar in age to Chen Qianyang.

His face was simple and unadorned, but his eyes were warm and bright, with a hidden glint of intelligence.

He had no weapon in his hand, standing bare-handed. Just now, with a single, earth-shattering blow, he had deflected the sword tip with just the wind from two fingers.

This martial arts skill is probably even better than Linghu Chong's.

"Senior Brother Mei, why get angry with this senior brother from the Huashan Sect? It's just a medicinal herb." The young man turned to Mei Jianhe and said in a calm tone, yet it had a convincing power.

Mei Jianhe's face turned pale and then red. He finally regained his composure, but was already furious and embarrassed: "Yuan Chengzhi! Who asked you to meddle in my business! This brat..."

His words clearly showed little respect for this young junior uncle who was deeply favored by his master.

Yuan Chengzhi!

Chen Qianyang was shocked again, his gaze fixed on the simple young man.

It really was him! The future Golden Serpent King, Mu Renqing's last disciple!

Judging by his age, he probably hasn't finished his apprenticeship yet.

Yuan Chengzhi ignored Mei Jianhe's complaints and turned to Chen Qianyang, bowing respectfully with a sincere attitude: "This senior brother of the Huashan Sect, I am Yuan Chengzhi. My nephew is impatient and has offended you in many ways. I apologize on his behalf. Since this He Shou Wu was discovered first by you, it naturally belongs to you."

Although Yuan Chengzhi was young, he was Mu Renqing's last disciple and Mei Jianhe's uncle, making him the same generation as Yue Buqun according to seniority.

These words were delivered in an extremely humble and modest manner, making people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, and naturally there was no reason for them to resort to violence again.

Chen Qianyang forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, returned the greeting, and said, "Brother Yuan, you are too kind. Since it was a misunderstanding, it's good that it's been cleared up."

As he spoke, he subtly observed Yuan Chengzhi, noticing his clear eyes and composed demeanor, which indeed gave him the air of a protagonist. He was already quickly weighing the pros and cons of befriending this man.

Mei Jianhe, still unconvinced, sneered from the side, "Yuan Chengzhi, you certainly know how to do people a favor! This kid's swordsmanship is very strange, unlike Yue Buqun's style..."

Yuan Chengzhi frowned slightly, about to speak again, when a familiar laugh suddenly came from outside the woods:

"Hehe, I had no idea who was here. It turns out to be the two disciples of Senior Mu. What a pleasure to meet you."

As he spoke, Laudenau appeared before him, his usual憨厚 smile still on his face.

"Junior Brother Chen, are you alright?" He first looked at Chen Qianyang with concern, then cupped his hands in greeting to Yuan and Mei. "Uncle Yuan, Junior Brother Mei, we are all from the same Huashan lineage and live close by. Why let such a trivial matter ruin our harmony? How has Senior Mu been lately?"

Yuan Chengzhi clearly recognized Lao Denuo and returned the greeting, saying, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. My master is doing well. The other day, Master mentioned Sect Leader Yue to me, saying that since we belong to the Huashan lineage, we should naturally support each other."

His tone remained calm and polite. Although Laudenau addressed him as his senior, he still treated him as an equal.

Mei Jianhe merely snorted coldly through his nostrils and turned his head to the side, clearly too lazy to pay any attention to Lao Denuo, "Yue Buqun's disciple".

Laudenuo didn't seem to mind at all, and still smiled, "Junior Brother Chen, you're new here and may not know. This Uncle Yuan Chengzhi, despite his young age, is a senior master of our Huashan Sect, the closed-door disciple of Grandmaster Mu Renqing, and his martial arts are truly profound. As for this Junior Brother Mei Jianhe, he is also a disciple of Grandmaster Mu, and his lightness skill and swordsmanship are exceptional. We're all on the same side, so let's not hurt our harmony."

His words sounded like he was trying to smooth things over and defuse the tension in the room.

However, Chen Qianyang became alert.

Laudenau's arrival was too timely! You must know that this place is a desolate mountain far away from Jade Maiden Peak.

Could it be that he's been secretly monitoring me all along?

Was he sent by Yue Buqun, or was he carrying out orders from the "Left Alliance Leader" behind him?

Or perhaps both.

Chen Qianyang dared not be careless in the slightest when dealing with this double agent.

Of course, on the surface, they still maintained the familiar relationship between fellow apprentices.

Yuan Chengzhi seemed unwilling to stay any longer. He apologized to Chen Qianyang again, nodded to Lao Denuo, and then pulled Mei Jianhe, who was full of resentment, away.

Before leaving, Mei Jianhe turned back and glared fiercely at Chen Qianyang, his eyes filled with resentment.

Watching their departing figures, Lao Denuo glanced again at the he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum) growing in the crevice of the rock, and said meaningfully to Chen Qianyang, "Junior Brother Chen, although this back mountain is nice, you're bound to encounter some 'unrelated' people. The disciples of Chaoyang Peak are extremely protective of their own. You should be glad you met that Junior Uncle Yuan. Once you've gathered the herbs, head back early to avoid worrying Master and Mistress."

Chen Qianyang remained expressionless, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Second Senior Brother."

His mind raced, and the relationship between the Huashan Sect and Chaoyang Peak seemed extremely delicate.

He wanted to ask Laudenau, but the man was a deep thinker and secretly a follower of Zuo Lengchan.

It's not easy to get him to say anything.

When I get back, I should definitely ask someone about it.