Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

On the training ground, Lu Fang and Yan Li stared at each other, their sword intent unstoppable.

In an instant, the mountain wind stirred the hem of clothing, and the air currents crashed against the walls.

"Master Lu, please."

After saying that, Yan Li's back trembled slightly, as if he was very excited and couldn't wait to unsheathe it.

"Then I shall humbly accept your offer." Lu Fang slapped the Seven Star Sword Box on his back: "Tian Shu—"

"Buzz!"

The box lid popped open with a snap, and the Tian Shu Sword transformed into a cold silver light, piercing straight at Yan Li's brow with a sharp whistling sound!

"Go now!"

The long sword behind Yan Li instantly flew out of its sheath, flashing with cold light, and collided with the Tian Shu Sword.

With a crisp "ding", the Heavenly Pivot Sword was knocked back several feet!

Lu Fang clicked his tongue lazily: "The sword intent is quite good."

Having said that, he raised his hand and slapped it on the sword box.

"Tianxuan—"

"Buzz!"

The sword box shook again, and the Tianxuan Sword burst out of the air, attacking "Yishi" from the left and right, together with the Tianshu Sword that had been knocked back!

"Ding! Ding!"

With two crisp sounds, Yan Li twisted his fingertips into a sword gesture, and "In an instant," the sword light surged.

He fought two opponents single-handedly, sending both Tian Shu and Tian Xuan swords flying several feet at the same time!

"Master Lu, how much do you look down on me? If you can bring out a few more swords, then bring out a few more, otherwise, I'll start making my move."

Lu Fang rubbed his nose, his nonchalant attitude vanishing, and slapped the sword box twice with his backhand: "Tianji, Tianquan, go!"

Two beams of silver light shot out of their sheaths and merged with the returning Tian Shu and Tian Xuan.

The four swords formed a cross shape and attacked "Yishi" with even stronger sword energy!

"Little 'one moment,' are four swords enough for you to play with?" Lu Fang asked casually, raising the corner of his mouth.

"One moment" the sword seemed to have been insulted. Suddenly, the sword light shone brightly, but it could not withstand the fierce sword energy of the four swords attacking together. The sword trembled and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

The crowd outside erupted in uproar, with gasps and cheers mingling together.

"They can actually wield four swords! The True Martial Dao Sect is incredibly powerful!"

"This sword energy feels like it's scraping my face even from a distance!"

"It's too late to stop them now. It seems that Lu Fang, who is second on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, is going to turn the tables on Yan Li, who is first."

Yan Li ignored him and instead gripped the other longsword on his back, "Yi Shi".

With a "whoosh," the sword was drawn from its sheath.

With a light touch of his toes, he leaped out, and with "One Life" in his hand, he slashed fiercely at the point where the four swords met!

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The four crisp sounds rang out in one continuous note.

The four swords, Tian Shu, Tian Xuan, Tian Ji, and Tian Quan, were sent flying backward by the immense force of this sword strike.

The sword spun in mid-air before landing heavily on the bluestone ground of the training ground with several loud thuds.

Before Lu Fang could raise his hand to recall the four swords, the "One Moment" sword, which had been suppressed for a long time, suddenly changed direction, turned into a silver light, and stabbed straight at his face!

Lu Fang's pupils dilated in shock; all traces of his previous languor vanished. He raised his hand and slapped the sword case repeatedly.

"What a nuisance—Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, go!"

Three streaks of cold light were drawn from their sheaths, forming a wall of swords in mid-air, and collided violently with the sword.

With a loud "clang," the sword energy scattered in all directions, causing the surrounding air to tremble!

"Yi Shi" fought against three opponents, and the three swordsmen, Yu Heng, Kai Yang, and Yao Guang, fought to a standstill.

Yan Li remained calm, twirling his "One Lifetime" sword in a flourish, and charged straight toward Lu Fang, his feet treading the wind.

Lu Fang grinned, showing no sign of panic. Instead, he whistled lightly and casually flicked his finger.

The four swords, Tian Shu, Tian Xuan, Tian Ji, and Tian Quan, which had fallen to the ground, seemed to have received a command.

With a "hum," it vibrated and sprang up, transforming into four silver lights that instantly converged with Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang.

The seven swords formed a sword net, separating Yan Li from Lu Fang in a moment and a lifetime.

Lu Fang's lips curled up as he looked at the highest peak of "Looking at the Rivers and Lakes" and recited aloud:

I've traversed countless layers of white clouds.

The water in Yangtianchi is calm and still.

The vast atmosphere swept across the mountains.

This peak is the pillar of humanity.

After the poem was recited, a loud laugh from Situ Rui echoed from the viewing platform of the martial arts arena:

"What a magnificent line, 'This peak is the pillar of humanity'! Master Lu, what a talented poet, what a magnanimous spirit!"

You've captured the very essence of this vast landscape of mountains and rivers in a single sentence—truly exhilarating!

Lu Fang got the "fork" right, laughed heartily, and pretended to be profound.

Xie Xiaoyi applauded and cheered from the west side of the brocade platform:

"Wow! What a wonderful poem! It's incredibly powerful. I wonder how Brother Lu came up with it?"

"Thank you for your kind words, Brother Xie. I was simply moved by the majestic scenery of the Jianghu Mountains and felt a surge of emotion in my heart."

I just made up a few words off the cuff; I'm not worthy of Brother Xie's praise for his extraordinary spirit.

Xie Xiaoyi's lips twitched.

He clearly hadn't expected that their previous conversation had now turned upside down.

Yan Li, however, was quite busy at the training ground.

Lin Zhuoying was secretly surprised.

This was the first time she had seen her young master so focused on sword fighting.

Lu Fang, on the other hand, was truly living a carefree life.

Standing with his hands behind his back, his inner energy flowed like invisible threads, gently and skillfully guiding the seven Seven Star Swords.

The sword swirled and moved around Yan Li, sometimes as fast as a shooting star, sometimes as slow as a leisurely cloud, all depending on Lu Fang's thought.

Several thunderous cheers erupted from below the training ground; some slapped their thighs in approval, while others shouted their praises.

"Excellent! What a Seven Star Sword Control Technique! Lu Fang's skills are probably no less than those of his master, Tian Suizi."

"Controlling seven swords at the same time, even just one sword, I think it would be very difficult for us sixth or seventh grade martial artists to do in our lifetime."

Yan Li frowned slightly, and the flow of true qi in his body suddenly surged by three points.

With a swift two strikes, the sword "One Lifetime" in his hand repelled four other sword strikes with a burst of sword energy, while the other sword energy transformed into an arc of light.

The circle of sword light rustled, blocking all the sword energy from the Seven Star Sword that rushed towards them.

At the same time, "Yishi," who was trapped by the three swords of Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang, suddenly managed to break free of a small opening.

Transforming into a silver rainbow, it flew swiftly around Yan Li, its sword wind whistling as it condensed into an impenetrable barrier.

At this moment, "one moment" is like a flowing silver armor, and no matter how the seven Seven Star Swords circle and attack, they cannot cross the line.

With the barrier in place, Yan Li was no longer hindered. He suddenly exerted force with his feet and charged straight towards Lu Fang.

The sword intent of "One Lifetime" in his hand surged, and each move was ruthless, aiming directly at Lu Fang's vital points.

Lu Fang's previously nonchalant posture instantly crumbled, and he stumbled backward.

But Yan Li's sword moves were as dense as raindrops, forcing him to dodge left and right, and his previous composure was completely gone.

Lu Fang was in a sorry state, but he didn't stop talking: "Oh my—you must have no friends, you're so unforgiving."

Yan Li flicked his wrist, and the "One Lifetime" sword grazed past his hair, his tone completely calm:

"My way of the sword is to keep moving without stopping. If there is any hesitation when drawing the sword, it is disrespect to one's own sword."