After the family split up, I achieved martial arts sainthood.

Duan Liang said he was skilled in swordsmanship, clearly intending to spar with Gu Xin using weapons.

I wonder if this is a deliberate attempt to play to one's strengths and avoid one's weaknesses?

Or are they trying to exploit their strengths to attack their weaknesses?

Yang Wei's brows furrowed unconsciously.

Gu Xin's boxing and movement skills are progressing rapidly. I wonder how his galloping horse saber technique is doing?

He had never seen Gu Xin use his swordsmanship before.

Upon realizing Duan Liang's scheme, Yang Wei naturally couldn't help but worry about Gu Xin.

After all, Gu Xinman had only been learning martial arts at the martial arts school for five days.

It's already quite difficult to master fist techniques and body movements, let alone sword techniques...

Thinking of this, Yang Wei couldn't help but say, "It's just a friendly spar, why bother with swords and knives? If someone gets hurt, wouldn't that just cause more trouble?"

You love your own disciples the most.

As a mentor, Yang Wei clearly favored his own disciple.

Gu Xin understood and couldn't help but look at Yang Wei with gratitude.

Ah!

Is he worried that his disciple is not skilled with weapons?

Gu Xin could tell that Yang Wei was protecting him, and Zhou Feng, being a seasoned veteran, certainly could too.

I'd also like to see if his weapon skills can reach the pinnacle so quickly.

With a smirk, Zhou Feng declared righteously, "Since this is a friendly exchange, everyone should give it their all to prove what they've learned. How can one know their own shortcomings if they're timid and hesitant?"

"If that's the case, then why bother learning martial arts? Why bother taking the imperial examinations? It would be much better to go home, dig in the soil, and plant sweet potatoes."

That bastard!

Yang Wei looked at Zhou Feng with disdain; Zhou Feng was willing to lose all sense of shame to win.

They were determined to use their strengths to their advantage.

"I understand Master Yang's love for his disciple. However, as a fellow master, I still have a few words of advice for Master Yang. A flower that has not experienced the ravages of wind and rain can hardly exude its captivating fragrance."

Seeing Yang Wei remain silent, Zhou Feng laughed heartily: "So, excessive pampering is not good. It's better to let them face crises, grow through difficulties, and climb through adversity. That way, they can go further."

With such an earnest tone, anyone unaware that the two were engaged in a duel would likely mistakenly believe Zhou Feng to be a kind-hearted person.

Yang Wei narrowed his eyes, wanting to refute.

"Master, I'm fine!"

But before he could speak, Gu Xin stopped him.

"Master Zhou's earnest teachings have been deeply appreciated! In that case, let's spar!"

Gu Xin smiled warmly, as if he hadn't seen through Zhou Feng's sinister intentions.

"Bring me a knife!"

Gu Xin turned around and glanced at the apprentices surrounding him.

An apprentice understood and quickly fetched a sword, handing it to Gu Xin.

Gu Xin picked up the sword, casually weighed it in his hand, and then smiled at Duan Liang, greeting him, "Senior Brother, please enlighten me!"

"please!"

Duan Liang drew his sword and politely returned the greeting.

Both sides then took their stances, standing three meters apart.

Duan Liang pointed his longsword diagonally at the ground, its silvery-white blade radiating a sharp and menacing aura, its cold light shimmering and drawing attention even more in the midday sunlight.

But many people glanced over instinctively, only to have their eyes sting from the gleam reflected off the sword.

Fortunately, Gu Xin resisted the urge to glance at him and kept his eyes fixed on Duan Liang's every move.

"Whoosh!"

The standoff did not last long, and Duan Liang still made the first move.

All the onlookers saw was his left foot suddenly pushing off the ground, his right leg shooting out, the pointed toe whistling as it went straight for Gu Xin's waist and ribs.

Its momentum is swift and its force is heavy.

If Gu Xin were kicked, his ribs would definitely break.

Ok?

Six-way spring kick?

Gu Xin raised an eyebrow, quite surprised by Duan Liang's approach.

The opponent was skilled in swordsmanship, but launched the first attack with leg techniques.

Is this a feint?

Or is it some other scheme?

Despite his suspicions, Gu Xin's reaction was unwavering.

He didn't move his feet, but slightly turned his waist, directly avoiding Duan Liang's long leg attack.

Ignoring the gust of wind that made his clothes flutter, he clenched his left fist and threw a punch straight at Duan Liang's leg as it brushed past him.

It has the force of thunder and the power to collapse mountains, with immense strength and weight.

Once hit, Gu Xin was confident he could shatter Duan Liang's leg bone.

Both sides attacked, showing no mercy whatsoever.

As Gu Xin launched his counterattack, Duan Liang remained completely calm, using the momentum of his kick to spin forward.

At the same time, he swung his longsword down from above, aiming straight for Gu Xin's shoulder.

"Clang!"

This sword strike carried the force of splitting mountains and cutting off rivers, like a howling wind, sharp and extremely fierce.

Gu Xinruo insisted on throwing a punch and chasing after Duan Liang.

Duan Liang's sword strike could easily sever Gu Xin's arm.

They trade blows, focusing solely on offense and neglecting defense.

"good!"

Upon seeing this, Zhou Feng couldn't help but applaud, praising his disciple's decisiveness and ruthlessness.

On the other hand, Yang Wei's expression darkened.

The Zhou family martial arts school lost two matches in a row, clearly desperate.

Duan Liang was well aware of his heavy responsibility, so he clearly showed no mercy and was much more ruthless and decisive than Qi Yu and Zhao Hu.

Their difficulty in dealing with others is undoubtedly far greater than that of Qi Yu and Zhao Hu.

"Junior brother, be careful!"

Zhou Tai also noticed it and couldn't help but speak up to remind him.

The tension was palpable.

"Buzz!"

However, just as Zhou Tai finished speaking, a tremor was heard.

A flash of light, like the rising sun, suddenly appeared.

It seemed to break through the blockade from the ground and rush into the sky, to reflect the heavens and the earth.

"Clang!"

In an instant, the longsword that was about to strike down was intercepted.

It produced a deafening, clanging sound.

When swords clashed and collided, sparks flew everywhere.

"So fast!"

Duan Liang's expression suddenly hardened; Gu Xin's speed was indeed far superior to his.

Even when they lose the initiative, they can still strike later and intercept his sword.

This means that his previous deliberate attempt to cover up his mistake and create an initial advantage was destined to be insignificant in front of Gu Xin.

With his mind racing, Duan Liang dared not be distracted in the slightest. He immediately turned back and distanced himself from Gu Xin.

But before Gu Xin could pursue, Duan Liang, who had retreated, strode back with his longsword.

He raised the longsword high to his chest and thrust it straight out, aiming for Gu Xin's throat.

It was like a nimble snake darting out, quick and agile.

Gu Xin sheathed his sword and returned with a calm expression, slightly turning his body to avoid the sword tip.

At the same time, he held his sword upright in front of him, blocking the longsword that had changed its stance from thrusting to slashing.

The sword's edge clashed with the blade's body, producing a tinkling sound.

Duan Liang didn't stop. He slashed at the hilt of the knife with his longsword, aiming straight for Gu Xin's hand holding the knife.

You want to take my knife?

Gu Xin saw through Duan Liang's thoughts at a glance, immediately gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, twisted his wrist forcefully, and swung the sword upwards.

The blade, carrying Duan Liang's sword, drew a semicircle in mid-air before being suppressed to the ground by Gu Xin.

Taking this opportunity, Gu Xin clenched his left fist and punched out, aiming straight for Duan Liang's forehead, who was standing not far away.

The thunderous force that struck the mountain was so powerful that the strong wind it generated caused the strands of hair in front of Duan Liang's face to flutter backward.

Even the hem of her clothes around her neck was flapping loudly.

It's not hard to see that the power of Gu Xin's punch was extraordinary.

Duan Liang's expression changed instantly. He wanted to throw a punch to intercept, but it was too late.

Gu Xin was faster than him and had the initiative.

In close combat, it's difficult for him to intercept the enemy even if he strikes first.

He had no choice but to turn his head away, trying his best to avoid Gu Xin's punch.

"Bang!"

Gu Xin's fist slammed into Duan Liang's shoulder blade.

"Snap!"

The immense force, like a torrent of water, poured into Duan Liang's shoulder, crushing his shoulder blade.

hiss!

Duan Liang immediately felt the pain and staggered backward, dragging his longsword.