I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 248 Will I become stronger by sleeping with you?

Feeling jealous, Ye Qingzhou also saw Huang Liwen's irritating face and couldn't help but strike hard.

Suddenly, he clenched his fist, and the force of the punch even blew Huang Liwen's hair askew.

The incoming fist shadow stirred up wind and thunder, and the air waves rolled. Huang Liwen was frightened by this powerful and heavy blow. He quickly withdrew his sword and returned to defense, switching from offense to defense.

Ding~

The fist slammed into the side of the sword, and a clanging sound of metal clashing rang out. The sword club members watching from all around the training ground, especially those with weaker skills, covered their ears.

Huang Liwen, who took the punch head-on, was in an extremely bad state. Not only was his blood boiling from the impact, but his right arm was also numb. After landing, he rolled a full five or six meters away before finally coming to a stop.

Huang Liwen gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, "Damn it, Lao Ye, you're definitely doing this on purpose, aren't you? You're just jealous that I'm better looking than you!"

Many girls covered their mouths and chuckled.

On the training ground, Xu Yuebing, who had been preparing for a long time, finally drew her sword and unleashed the inherited sword technique of the Linjiang Xu family.

At this moment, she was like a fairy descending to earth, her figure graceful and elegant. The famous sword in her hand shone with light, piercing through the clouds and mist, and aimed directly at Ye Qingzhou's center.

With a thrust of the sword, the sword energy seemed to appear and disappear, and the sword light flickered uncertainly. This was precisely the characteristic of the martial arts techniques of the "Formless Sword Scripture," the inherited martial arts manual of the Xu family of Linjiang.

"A sword hidden within a sword, formless and shapeless, what excellent swordsmanship."

Ye Qingzhou's eyes gleamed, and in the blink of an eye, he saw through the feints and realities of Xu Yuebing's sword moves.

The tangible sword's edge is in the light, while the intangible sword's energy lies in the shadows.

The open sword attacks from the front, while the hidden sword attacks from both sides. This combination of feints and real attacks creates a tactical effect of catching the enemy off guard.

In sword fighting, this tactic is often called "first-meet kill," which means using an unconventional attack pattern to kill the opponent in one move when they are first encountering him without any preparation.

"Your swordsmanship has improved considerably, which is commendable."

Ye Qingzhou smiled slightly at Xu Yuebing.

He then pointed out with one finger, while secretly converting the fire energy within his body into lightning.

Hey~

The instant her fingertips touched the tip of the sword, Xu Yuebing felt her delicate body tremble, her whole body was electrified and numb, and she almost lost her grip on the Radiant Sword.

At the same time, the invisible sword energy that attacked Ye Qingzhou disappeared without a trace after entering his body, as if it had vanished into thin air, and was refined and absorbed by the furnace of heaven and earth.

Thus, even with all four main members of the sword club attacking together, they were still no match for Ye Qingzhou, and couldn't even make him move his feet slightly.

At this moment, only two words remained in everyone's hearts—invincible!

After a brief silence, the entire swordsmanship club erupted in excitement.

The club members cheered wildly. With a peerless genius like Ye Qingzhou leading the team, the Linjiang No. 1 Middle School team would surely sweep the nation in this year's National High School Martial Arts League!

In the corner, Yan Xiyue looked at Ye Qingzhou with a serious expression and her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Just then, Yao Yexin appeared beside her: "Senior sister, if the two of us had joined forces in the battle just now, we should have been able to defeat him, right?"

Yan Xiyue glanced at her, then said expressionlessly, "If winning means letting him move a step, we have a 30% chance."

"How come it's only 30%?"

"This is already the most optimistic estimate. After all, I can't see how many cards he still has up his sleeve."

"What a terrifying man."

Yao Yexin couldn't help but sigh, "Which emperor do you think left this as a contingency plan?"

"This is not something we should be concerned about."

"Can't I even ask?"

Yao Yexin blinked, appearing like a mischievous and playful girl next door, but deep in her eyes lurked a shrewdness and allure, clearly plotting something wicked.

After the seat battle ended, Xu Lan called Ye Qingzhou to the conference room and discussed with him the matter of participating in the national competition.

The National High School Martial Arts League is held annually and is considered a martial arts extravaganza in the Eastern Kingdom. Participating teams are organized by school and first compete in provincial-level competitions to qualify for the tournament.

Hunan Province has a total of 608 high schools, of which only 140 are key high schools that offer martial arts courses, and about 72 of these high schools are qualified to participate in the provincial competition.

Finally, two high schools were selected to qualify for the national competition.

During the two months Ye Qingzhou was away, Linjiang No. 1 Middle School relied entirely on Xu Yuebing, Zhu Jinfeng, Lei Ang and Miao Yi to break through the encirclement and successfully qualify with the first place in the province.

After all, they were key members of the champion team in the provincial competition, so the performance of Linjiang No. 1 Middle School was not surprising.

In contrast, the unexpected upset by Loudi No.1 Middle School, which managed to snatch a spot from Changjun Middle School, was truly astonishing.

Xu Lan gave Ye Qingzhou a general introduction to the two teams from Hunan Province: "Representing Hunan Province in the national competition this time are Linjiang No.1 Middle School and Loudi No.1 Middle School. So, are you confident?"

Even today, Xu Lan still feels like she's dreaming, and it all seems unreal.

She did have some ideas initially, but Ye Qingzhou's appearance completely disrupted her plans. It was like someone who was just starting out and the company went public the next day, with the stock price soaring.

Success came too suddenly and too fiercely, leaving Xu Lan at a loss.

So even now that Linjiang No.1 Middle School has started to compete in the national league, she basically doesn't care about anything.

After all, her abilities are limited. Rather than messing things up by making a mess, it's better to trust in the talent and aptitude of Ye Qingzhou and the others, and let them do their best.

Seeing Xu Lan looking at him expectantly, Ye Qingzhou's answer was only two words: "Champion".

"Aiming for the championship?"

Xu Lan's bright eyes sparkled, and she couldn't help but ask excitedly, "How confident are you?"

"Victory is certain."

"So confident?"

Xu Lan had no doubt about Ye Qingzhou's confident answer, after all, this genius student in front of her had already created too many miracles.

"Even if the teacher leading the team personally takes to the field, I will still win."

Ye Qingzhou did not reveal the secret of his unconventional path to becoming a martial arts master. In fact, with his current solid foundation, he was capable of fighting against a grandmaster.

Ye Qingzhou was confident he could kill a Grandmaster at the fourth level of the Ascension Realm.

There's no need to fear even a grandmaster at the fifth level of the Ascension Realm; whether we win or lose, we'll only know after the fight.

That is, a peak Grandmaster at the sixth level of the Ascension Realm could pose a significant threat to Ye Qingzhou, but even if he couldn't win, Ye Qingzhou was confident that he could escape unscathed.

His greatest source of confidence lies in his strength.

Xu Lan was both amused and exasperated by Ye Qingzhou's "outrageous" remarks: "Good heavens, you're participating in the national league, and you even want to fight your team's coach? How ruthless!"

She then reminded everyone, "New rules have been introduced. This year's national competition does not allow the use of divine weapons; weapons will be provided by the organizers. After discussion, the judges believe that the martial arts league should assess the martial artist's own strength, and the existence of divine weapons would be too disruptive to the rules."

After saying that, she also spoke up for Ye Qingzhou: "This rule is obviously targeting you, it's too much."

Ye Qingzhou's previous feat of using the divine weapon Emperor Martial to kill a martial arts master was simply too extraordinary, so the Martial Arts Association received many complaints and protests from key high schools, and had to adjust the rules.

Otherwise, if a divine weapon is unleashed, what's the point of fighting?

Ye Qingzhou didn't seem to care much about this: "It doesn't matter. This rule is less about restricting me and more about eliminating the only possibility for other contestants to defeat me."

That's absolutely true.

Ye Qingzhou's strength did not come from the divine weapon Emperor Martial, but from his own continuous improvement. The divine weapon was merely icing on the cake for him.

On the contrary, if other contestants had the same opportunities as Huang Liwen, or the schemes of some ancient emperor, they might be able to pose a threat to Ye Qingzhou with their divine weapons and imperial martial arts.

As a result, they are now prohibited from using it in all major competitions, which means they have completely lost even the last chance to defeat Ye Qingzhou.

…………

After school, an uninvited guest arrived at my home.

"Oh, Ye Qingzhou."

Ghost Sword Sorrow Duan Ming greeted Ye Qingzhou with a calm expression. He had well-proportioned features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a wild and unruly aura. If he weren't tied up and hanging from the roof beam at this moment, he would have quite a masculine charm.

"What's going on now?"

Ye Qingzhou asked speechlessly.

"I just wanted to give you a surprise."

Duan Ming said with a smirk.

Yingyue then carried a pot of tea and gracefully walked to Ye Qingzhou's side: "My lord, this man trespassed into the riverside pavilion without permission, so I captured him and handed him over to you for your judgment."

Ye Qingzhou sighed, rubbing his forehead. With a flick of his finger, he unleashed a sword aura that severed the ropes. He then had Yingyue release the seals binding Duan Ming, and said irritably, "Didn't I tell you to use the main entrance?"

"I'm a wanted criminal, okay?"

Duan Ming rolled his eyes, muttering, "Please respect my profession!"

"Tell me, what brings you here this time?"

Ye Qingzhou rested his head on Yingyue's fair thighs, enjoying her gentle massage, his eyes slightly closed.

Duan Ming savored the spiritual tea brewed by Yingyue, smacking his lips as he explained his purpose: "The plan is about to begin. You should still remember our deal, right?"

"Place."

"Jiuli Cave Heaven".

"The world".

"Ten days later."

"Does it have to be at a time like this?"

Ye Qingzhou sighed. In ten days, he would be traveling with the team to the capital to attend the opening ceremony of the national league: "Oh well, this provides me with an alibi."

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou had agreed, Duan Ming breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up to say goodbye: "See you then."

He flashed out of the window and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

"This is troublesome."

Ye Qingzhou took out the Emperor Sword Longyuan: "Although I don't know what the Heart Fiend Stream is plotting, it's definitely not a small matter. It might be the work of some ancient emperor."

A week later, amidst the enthusiastic farewells of all the teachers and students, the martial arts team of Linjiang No.1 Middle School officially embarked on their journey to the national league.

Ye Qingzhou, Xu Yuebing, Huang Liwen, Zhu Jinfeng, Lei Ang, and Miao Yi are the main team members, while the substitutes are Yan Xiyue, Yao Yexin, Lu Yifan, and Huang Jinlong, for a total of ten players.

The teachers leading the team were Xu Lan and Lei Ying.

Upon seeing Huang Jinlong, Ye Qingzhou was quite surprised: "You transferred to No. 1 High School?"

"Yes, it was forwarded two days ago."

"..."

Ye Qingzhou instantly understood: this person was just trying to get a spot.

When Ye Qingzhou took the bus to the airport and met up with the Loudi No. 1 Middle School team, he also saw many familiar faces.

In the Loudi No.1 Middle School team, apart from Niu Taijie and two other students from Loudi No.1 Middle School, the other nine were all "transfer students".

Qin Haoyu, Wang Ao, Lan Caidie, Liu Dingjian, Liang Jia, Huang Dengfeng, and Zhang Shousi—these seven familiar faces came into view, prompting Ye Qingzhou to exclaim, "What kind of Loudi No. 1 Middle School team is this? This lineup could be called the Hunan Province Dream Team!"

Facing Ye Qingzhou, the "Great Demon King" who swept across the entire province, Huang Dengfeng abandoned his usual domineering and arrogant demeanor, and fawned over him, saying, "Without Ye Qingzhou, what kind of dream team are we?"

The team from Loudi No. 1 Middle School was composed of Ye Qingzhou's defeated opponents, so although they were dissatisfied, they had to admit that Huang Dengfeng's words were correct.

Ye Qingzhou looked at Xu Lan: "Is this also allowed by the rules?"

"The authorities do not encourage it, but they have not banned it either."

Xu Lan smiled and offered an explanation.

Such "sudden transfers" are now quite common, and the authorities tend to turn a blind eye to it.

After all, the more intense the National Martial Arts League is, the better. The organizers would love for the martial arts prodigies from each province to form a dream team to compete for first place.

Only national champions like these have real value.

In fact, in Qin Haoyu's eyes, the Linjiang No. 1 Middle School team was the one that truly acted inhumanely.

How can a school team have two players from the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking at the same time?

Even Yao Yexin's strength is comparable to Yan Xiyue's, so strictly speaking, all three of the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List are in the same team, which is simply absurd.

Once on the plane, Xu Yuebing sat down next to Ye Qingzhou and quickly fell asleep, her head resting on his shoulder as she slept soundly.

Those around him smiled knowingly.

At this moment, Xu Yuebing's consciousness was pulled into Ye Qingzhou's mental world: "Where is this?"

"This is my country."

Ye Qingzhou imitated the divine kingdoms of the Azure Emperor and the War Emperor, creating a mental illusion with his own mental power, which was equivalent to a super-miniature version of the spirit world.

If the spirit world is a vast internet spanning the entire universe, then Ye Qingzhou's mental illusion is a small local area network.

Currently, only Ye Qingzhou and Xu Yuebing remain in this regional network.

"Your wind manipulation skills should have reached perfection by now, right?"

"Um."

Xu Yuebing nodded; she knew Ye Qingzhou was going to give her special training.

"Now, I will demonstrate to you the unparalleled power of the wind. Watch closely and learn carefully."

After saying that, Ye Qingzhou took up his sword and began to demonstrate for Xu Yuebing.

"The wind blows across a thousand miles, silently and without a trace. You must extend your spirit to the area within three feet of you, sense the existence of the wind, harness its power, and grasp its essence. Only in this way can you truly enter the realm of divine speed."

Clang~

Ye Qingzhou's sword was as swift as a flash of light; every move was both extremely simple and extremely fast.

The sword was slashed out; before the sound even arrived, the sword was already there!

Xu Yuebing was completely focused, constantly trying to grasp the secrets of the art. Her eyes shone brightly, clearly indicating that she had benefited greatly from it and that her understanding of swordsmanship was constantly deepening.

Time flew by in the dream. Xu Yuebing and Ye Qingzhou spent more than ten days together, but only a few hours had passed in the real world before the plane arrived at Beijing International Airport.

Even after waking up, Xu Yuebing still found the "Thousand Autumns in a Single Thought" Heart Sword Secret Technique unbelievable.

Ye Qingzhou then instructed her, "Now you have mastered the essence of wind manipulation, but this final step still depends on you taking it yourself. Only in this way can you comprehend your own 'Dao' and ascend to godhood."

The "Six Forms of Military Competition" technique has a complete lineage in Kunlun Cave Heaven and is widely spread. Therefore, the Rakshasa Women's Kingdom has an advancement path from professional level all the way to Martial God.

Only by mastering any one of the six basic stances—wind, fire, mountain, forest, yin, and thunder—to a state of unparalleled skill can a martial artist possibly advance to the rank of Martial God.

Therefore, the royal family of the Rakshasa Kingdom basically starts laying a foundation from childhood, striving to master all six skills, paving the way for their future ascension to godhood.

Now, Ye Qingzhou is also paving the way for Xu Yuebing: "You can only learn from my insights about the realm of mastering the power of the wind. You must take the final step yourself, otherwise it will affect your future potential."

In this respect, Qin Haoyu serves as the best cautionary tale.

The reason why his strength is so weak, even though his fire skills have reached a superb level, his combat power is so poor, is because he took a shortcut in this last step instead of relying on his own efforts to cross the most crucial threshold.

"Um."

Xu Yuebing nodded seriously, knowing that Ye Qingzhou was doing this for her sake.

In fact, since Yin Shi reached the realm of divine mastery, Xu Yuebing has activated the bloodline of the Feather Clan's Azure Bird Clan within her, greatly enhancing her aptitude and comprehension.

Previously, she had already cultivated her wind technique to perfection, and had been personally guided by Ye Qingzhou for more than ten days in the mental illusion. She was only one step away from taking this final step.

A gentle breeze stirred, softly ruffling Xu Yuebing's hair.

Suddenly, she sensed something, closed her eyes, and extended her spirit outward, covering a three-foot radius area centered on herself.

Within this area, her spirit and will merge with the air, allowing her to manipulate the flow of gas with her will.

At that moment, she suddenly understood what it meant to be on the same wavelength across a thousand miles. In a flash, she broke the speed of sound, leaving everyone who had just gotten off the plane completely dumbfounded.

Leon was completely numb, and looked at Ye Qingzhou with a pained expression: "Wait, she just slept with you on the plane and became stronger? Does that make sense?"

Previously, only Ye Qingzhou had been able to enter the realm of super speed before reaching the professional level.

Now, Xu Yuebing can do it too.

This event brought unimaginable shock to everyone, after all, in the world of martial arts, speed is the only way to break through.