Under One Person: Starting with the Dual Cultivation of Body and Soul

Lu Jin looked at Li Chang'an: "Chang'an, what you're doing..."

To be honest, even though he was Li Chang'an's master, I felt that this was indeed a bit of bullying.

If an outsider did this, he would definitely angrily rebuke: "Which old bastard taught you this?"

Li Chang'an looked completely innocent: "Grandpa, wasn't I just giving Lu Xue plenty of opportunities to show herself? The moment I made a move, she was down, wasn't she?"

"you……"

Lu Jin hesitated, unable to refute this statement. If Li Chang'an were to actually make a move, even if he held back his strength, Lu Xue's small frame wouldn't be able to withstand it.

The audience felt that the words were impeccable, but they still felt that something was wrong and that it was bullying.

Lu Xue let out a soft "Eek" and ran off the stage.

Lu Linglong quickly went over to support her, patting her shoulder to comfort her, "It's okay, it's okay. Think about your older cousin, he was in even worse shape last time."

Lu Lin also went over and offered a dry word of comfort: "You're much better now. He used to lift me up and down, left and right, and swing me around several times!"

"It's not scarcity that's worrisome, but inequality." Hearing that there were fellow sufferers among them, Lu Xue's mood finally improved. She sniffled and choked out, "..."

"Xue'er understands the saying that there are always people more capable than you and the sky is always higher. Brother Chang'an's methods are far superior to mine; I'm simply not as skilled. I don't take it to heart at all."

These words made Lu Jin, who usually paid little attention to Lu Xue, feel quite uncomfortable. He was the one who could empathize with this kind of discomfort the most.

Good boy, your great-grandfather will definitely make it up to you later!

Meanwhile, Lu Feng and the other members of the Lu family standing to the side exchanged bewildered glances.

"Brother Feng, should we still take turns going up to support Senior Brother Chang'an, just like we agreed before?" a member of the Lu family asked in a low voice.

Lu Feng swallowed hard and shook his head decisively: "What's the point of praising him! Let's not go up there and hinder Senior Brother Chang'an's performance. Let's just cheer him on from below."

Then, Lu Jin looked at Zhang Lingyu and said loudly, "Is there any other young talent who would like to learn from Li Chang'an?"

"Old Lu, I have to criticize you. This is too obvious!" the old master said.

Zhang Lingyu naturally noticed that Master Lu was speaking to him. He looked at his master, about to ask if he should go up.

"I'll do it!"

Suddenly, a figure leaped onto the ring. The person was a little over 1.6 meters tall, wearing a black hoodie and a knitted hat, with a few strands of blue hair peeking out from under the brim.

She held a heavy, dark iron plate in her hand, slammed it onto the stage, and raised her chin slightly.

"Flowing Cloud Sword, Master Yuan, come and learn from my superior skills!"

"Yuan Shixiao! What are you doing up there? Get down here right now!" An old man carrying an ancient longsword shouted angrily from the crowd below.

Master Yuan smiled without turning his head: "Master, I remember you said that you had a match with the old master of the Li family. The Li family's swordsmanship is very powerful, even superior to yours in terms of swordsmanship alone, but you easily defeated him in the match."

Why?

"Because our methods are far superior to those of the Li family. No matter how skilled their swordsmanship is, it cannot compare to our swords, which are the lifeblood of our lives."

"You also told me to stop studying those useless sword techniques and focus more on controlling objects with a sword, but I have a different idea."

Master Yuan smiled and weighed the large iron plate in his hand: "Master, you can't compare to Old Master Li in swordsmanship. It's because your swordsmanship isn't fast enough, and even less ruthless."

"But don't worry, with me here, my swordsmanship is superb, and so is my swordsmanship. We'll crush them completely!"

As she spoke, she lifted her foot and stomped it on the ground.

This behavior caused an uproar among the audience.

"Damn, this tomboy is so arrogant. This is Master Lu's banquet."

"Flowing Cloud Sword, what sect is that? Is it very powerful? Why have I never heard of it before?"

"I have heard of it. It's a sect that specializes in swordsmanship. It was a major sect before the founding of the country, but it gradually declined due to war and other reasons."

"This girl dared to jump up there like that, she must have some skills. If she didn't have some tricks up her sleeve, wouldn't her boasting be like a toad yawning?"

"But shouldn't the Flowing Cloud Sword be a sword? Why is she using a big piece of iron? Is she that poor?"

"Never mind that piece of junk for now, she seems to have some kind of grudge against Li Chang'an's family!"

As Master Yuan spoke, everyone turned to look at the Li family members at the table.

The old man was grinning as he watched his grandson, dressed in white, on the stage, when the conversation suddenly turned to himself.

He was stunned for a moment, then realized that the tomboyish little girl was talking about him?

He turned to look at the little girl's master, and the two looked at each other. He couldn't help but recall the frustrating scene when he competed with her back then. She beat him and then made fun of him with her apprentice.

The old man turned his head and shouted at Li Chang'an:

"Chang'an, teach that arrogant brat a lesson she deserves."

"It's still a grudge match." Li Chang'an gave his grandfather an "OK" sign, then turned to look at Yuan Shixiao in front of him.

He hadn't expected to run into this person here. If he remembered correctly, this person was from the Quanxing faction in the story, quite skilled, and could even hold his own against Lü Ci.

However, the fact that she appeared at this banquet indicates that she has not yet joined the Quanxing sect.

Speaking so arrogantly and acting so recklessly, no wonder he's a promising talent for the Quanxing Sect!

At the main table, the old Celestial Master looked at Lu Jin: "Old Lu, you actually brought the Flowing Cloud Sword here. If I hadn't seen it, I would have thought that their lineage had been broken."

Lu Jin said, "Back then, the former sect leader of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect also intervened in the matter of the Three Ones Sect, so there has always been a connection between them. However, it seems that they have a minor grudge with the Li family of Chang'an."

At this moment, Yuan Shixiao's master came over and explained, "Master Lu, there's really no grudge. It's just that my unfilial disciple is too competitive. He held a grudge after I praised the Li family's swordsmanship a few times, and now he insists on getting revenge. I'm really sorry."

Lu Jin waved his hand: "Don't mention it. It's normal for juniors to exchange a few sarcastic remarks when they're sparring; there's no need to take it to heart."

……

On the martial arts stage, Yuan Shixiao watched Li Chang'an make that gesture and laughed.

"OK? You think you can beat me? Your defensive techniques might not be effective against me. I advise you not to stand still; one strike from me could kill you."

Li Chang'an wasn't angry. His mind was at peace, unaffected by delusions, and his emotions were unusually stable. He wouldn't be provoked by a few words.

However, not being provoked only means that he is not affected by delusions, but it does not mean that he lacks true feelings.

He tilted his head and glanced at Master Yuan, saying, "You talk a good game, but I heard my grandfather say that normal swordsmanship should be about the unity of man and sword, with man and sword being one, and man preceding the sword."

"And you, you take the shortcut of unorthodox methods, merging your lives with the sword. As long as the sword lives, you live; if the sword dies, you die. The sword is more important than the person; the sword comes before the person. Therefore, it is a unity of sword and man. If that's the case, then where is your sword? Just this big piece of iron?"

Upon hearing this, the younger generation in the courtyard burst into laughter. Yuan Shixiao had been too arrogant from the moment she appeared, and the general public didn't have a good impression of her, so they were naturally happy to see her get humiliated.