The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

Inside the Zhengqi Hall on Jade Maiden Peak of Mount Hua.

The young man in blue stood proudly, holding a long sword, his face solemn.

Yue Buqun, sitting upright, showed no emotion on his face, but simply called Lao Denuo to his side.

He whispered a few instructions.

He always trusted his second apprentice to get things done.

Simply engage in prolonged combat to force out their true strength; there's no need to unleash a deadly move.

Yue Lingshan stood aside, her face full of anxiety: "Father, Xiao Chenzi has just recovered from his injuries, how could he be a match for Second Senior Brother?"

Yue Buqun snorted and glared at his daughter.

It's one thing to favor one's own wife, but why is he even siding with his daughter?

Looking at the tall and handsome young man in the hall, my thoughts immediately drifted back to decades ago.

He disliked Chen Buwei back then.

Now his son is the same!

Having received his instructions, Laudenau entered the hall and returned the greeting: "Brother Chen, please!"

A battle was about to break out in the main hall.

Ning Zhongze looked at the somewhat frail figure in the arena and secretly felt a chill.

Yue Lingshan was even more nervous, her beautiful eyes fixed on Chen Qianyang, her palms sweaty.

Linghu Chong, standing to the side, found it strange; he felt that something was amiss with what was happening today.

Whether it's his master's wife, his master, or his junior sister, they all seem a bit strange.

But he was a carefree person and didn't think much of it. The events at the mountain gate were still vivid in his mind. He had a good impression of Chen Qianyang and naturally hoped that he could become a disciple of Mount Hua.

"Watch out!" Laudenuo shouted, thrusting out his sword in the style of the Huashan Swordplay, specifically the White Cloud Emerging from the Mountain.

The sword moves were unremarkable, but they were probing techniques.

Chen Qianyang neither dodged nor evaded; with a swift movement of his longsword, the sword light, like a serpent, coiled towards Laudenuo's wrist.

Laudenau was startled and quickly drew his sword to retreat.

Chen Qianyang, however, changed his sword technique and attacked his left shoulder.

Laudenau took several steps back, abandoning his contemptuous thoughts.

Yue Buqun, sitting at the head of the table, nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself that although the boy's sword moves were unremarkable, they contained hidden sword techniques and that his aptitude for swordsmanship was truly excellent.

Laudenuo steadied himself and attacked again, this time using 50-60% of his power. In an instant, the Huashan sword techniques attacked Chen Qianyang like a storm.

His swordplay was moderate and balanced, subtly reflecting the rugged and perilous nature of the Huashan swordplay. For a time, he overwhelmed Chen Qianyang, leaving him in a sorry state.

However, the experts present, including Yue Buqun, could see that although Chen Qianyang was in a sorry state, his defense was still skillful, and his unintentional counterattacks were just right.

More importantly, he was indeed using authentic Huashan swordsmanship, as well as a few moves of the Three Swords Technique.

There was nothing strange about the technique.

Yue Buqun wondered to himself if he had really guessed wrong.

He coughed, signaling Laudenau to use all his strength.

At this moment, Laudenuo felt that the young man's swordsmanship was unpredictable and strange. Although he had the advantage, his unintentional counterattack still forced him to be flustered.

However, his skill level far surpassed Chen Qianyang's, and since his master had given him instructions, his swordplay became more serious.

Chen Qianyang immediately felt a surge of pressure. He dared not fight head-on, his movements became erratic, and his swordplay became increasingly unpredictable.

In an instant, the hall was filled with the flashing light of swords.

Chen Qianyang narrowly dodged several sword strikes, narrowly escaping death, leaving the onlookers trembling with fear.

He knew that he couldn't defeat Laudenau with just those few moves of the Three Swords.

Although the sword heart has the effect of turning the rotten into the miraculous.

However, the difference in strength between the two was too great, even without Laudenuo using his internal energy.

He knew far too few sword techniques, and if he were to get into a prolonged fight, he would undoubtedly be defeated.

Therefore, at this point, speed is the only option; slowness is not an option.

Chen Qianyang caught a glimpse of Yue Buqun's scrutinizing gaze.

An idea suddenly popped into my head.

He understood that his opponent at this moment was not Laudenuo, but Yue Buqun, who was sitting upright.

What he needed was not to defeat Laudenau, but to win over Yue Buqun.

Since we can't defeat them by force, we'll outsmart them.

Chen Qianyang made up his mind and moved like the wind, immediately switching from defense to offense.

He was completely unafraid despite Laudenau's increasingly rapid sword attacks.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and he charged straight at the sword net.

Yue Lingshan exclaimed in surprise.

Ning Zhongze's face also changed color.

Only Yue Buqun stared intently at the scene.

He knew this kid was going to fight to the death.

Just as the sword tip was about to pierce his body, Chen Qianyang suddenly executed a backbend, leaning back as his long sword shot upwards from below, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, aiming for Laudenuo's lower abdomen.

This move caught everyone off guard, and Laudenau hurriedly swung his sword to defend.

But he was a step too slow. With a ripping sound, his clothes were ripped open on his lower abdomen.

I almost got injured.

Seeing that the boy was acting this way, Laudenuo's face turned angry.

He had completely changed his previous calm and peaceful demeanor.

Enraged, he channeled his inner strength and thrust it fiercely towards Chen Qianyang's chest.

At this time, Chen Qianyang was in a period where the old forces had been exhausted and the new forces had not yet emerged.

Just as he was about to be pierced through the chest by Laudenau, who was consumed by rage, he saw Laudenau strike him with his sword.

With a clang.

A teacup flew from the head of the table and just barely struck the longsword.

This caused the sword's momentum to shift, reducing its force.

Even so, a small stab wound was still inserted into Chen Qianyang's chest.

The one who made the move in the blink of an eye was naturally Yue Buqun.

"Master, I was reckless!" Laudenuo realized his mistake and quickly knelt on one knee: "I almost made a terrible mistake."

Yue Buqun sighed inwardly. His second disciple was usually calm and composed, so it was rare to see him like this today.

However, it is precisely because of this that he was able to force Laudenuo, who had practiced martial arts for many years, to such a state with just a few incomplete moves.

Chen Qianyang is indeed a promising talent, and he certainly doesn't seem to be hiding any trump cards.

Even though there had been many disagreements before, the thought of appreciating talent couldn't help but arise at this moment.

At this moment, Chen Qianyang seemed to be stunned, standing there dumbfounded.

A few seconds later, he bowed deeply to Yue Buqun: "This junior thanks Sect Leader Yue for saving me just now."

His tone was sincere and his attitude humble.

Yue Buqun pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "You still call me Sect Leader Yue?"

Ning Zhongze, who was standing nearby, hurriedly reminded him, "Quickly call him Master! Your Master has agreed!"

Chen Qianyang quickly corrected himself, "Disciple greets Master and Mistress!"

After saying that, he kowtowed five times.

"At first, I did hesitate." Yue Buqun walked up to Chen Qianyang and helped him up. "It's because you harbor hatred in your heart, which is not the right path to martial arts."

Yue Buqun spoke very frankly.

"But Qianyang, your talent is quite remarkable. In addition, you are a descendant of the Huashan lineage. As your teacher, I have also developed a fondness for your talent. Today, I will accept you as my disciple. From now on, you must strictly abide by the Huashan rules, study diligently, follow the righteous path, do righteous things, and bring glory to the Huashan lineage."

"This disciple will certainly live up to Master's expectations."

"Chong'er, take Qianyang down and give him a rundown of everything that's going on in the sect," Yue Buqun instructed Linghu Chong.

"Yes, Master," Linghu Chong replied from the side.

"Senior Brother, I want to go too!" Yue Lingshan hopped to Chen Qianyang's side, looked at the wounds on his clothes, and turned to look at Lao Denuo: "Second Senior Brother, really, why did you have to go all out in a competition?"

Laudenuo chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head: "Junior Brother Chen's swordsmanship was so exquisite just now that I was startled too, and then I couldn't help myself. If it weren't for Master's intervention..."

"I apologize to Junior Brother Chen," Laudenuo said sincerely, about to bow in apology.

But Chen Qianyang stopped him: "Second Senior Brother, what are you saying? Without you, I wouldn't have had the chance to become Master's disciple, wouldn't I?"

Chen Qianyang stared at Laudenuo, his words filled with sincerity.

It was as if the sudden sword strike by Laudenuo just now was the reason he was able to join the Huashan Sect.