Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

"Arrogant fool! How dare you challenge the Alliance Leader?!"

"Take him!"

After a brief silence, the young men of noble families roared in fury!

Wang Quanba's face turned deathly pale, not from fear, but from the overwhelming and unprecedented insult that had made his blood boil.

He took a step forward, his small body straining to stand straight, like a sharp sword eager to be drawn. His youthful voice, tinged with family pride, was slightly shrill with excitement.

"You...you mustn't insult my father! First...you have to get past me!"

The sword in his hand hummed, and its sharp sword energy overflowed uncontrollably, revealing the intense turmoil within him.

Behind them, young geniuses such as Li Zizai and Yang Yitan stepped forward one after another, full of vigor, clearly ready to make a move at any moment.

The atmosphere instantly became tense, and a major battle was about to break out!

Li Muchen's reaction was completely different at this moment; his body, hidden in the shadows, trembled slightly with extreme excitement.

She stared intently at Qin Chuan's back, which dared to challenge the entire Dao Alliance order, as if she wanted to etch this madman into her very bones.

"He's gone mad... he's really gone mad! Wang Quan Shouzhuo... he was actually summoned out!"

Her heart was pounding, a twisted thrill and anticipation making her almost burst out laughing. "Let's fight! Let's make it a bloodbath! Let these arrogant bastards see what's going on!"

At the edge of the square, in an exquisite sedan chair decorated with flame patterns, Dongfang Huaizhu, the eldest daughter of Shenhuo Mountain Manor, looked solemn through the gauze curtain.

She never expected that Qin Chuan could actually force Wang Quan Shouzhuo to show himself!

Moreover, the invisible sharpness emanating from this person, which seemed capable of piercing through any barrier, made her feel a faint stinging sensation on her skin even through the gauze curtain.

She instinctively sat up straight, her slender hand silently pressing on the jade flute at her waist, her inner magic quietly circulating, preparing to deal with any unforeseen events.

The second young lady beside her, Dongfang Qinlan, was completely stunned by this sudden and huge conflict. The candied fruit she had just picked up, covered with thick frosting, fell onto her skirt with a "plop".

Her mouth gaped open, her eyes widened, and it took her a long time to find her voice. She mumbled something under her breath, her voice filled with disbelief and astonishment:

"Wow! Sis! He... he really called out Uncle Wang Quan? Is he crazy?! Uncle Wang Quan is the most powerful!"

"Baye, step down."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Wang Quanba's small body suddenly stiffened, as if pressed down by an invisible force.

He stubbornly stuck out his neck, wanting to say something, but under his father's stern gaze, he finally just gave a heavy "humph" in resentment, bit his lower lip, and reluctantly withdrew his steps.

He continued to stare intently at Qin Chuan, his bright eyes, inherited from his father, blazing with anger that seemed to be bursting forth in a tangible flame, his small fists clenched tightly at his sides.

All eyes turned once again to the depths of the mountain villa.

A slightly slender figure appeared quietly under the corridor at the edge of the square.

He wore a plain gray robe, his face was perpetually pale and sickly, and his figure was even somewhat hunched, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

However, as he slowly walked towards the platform, the air in the entire square seemed to become thick and heavy.

An invisible sword intent spread out, not with its sharp edge, but like the vast sky, encompassing all things and containing a terrifying power capable of cutting through everything.

The current leader of the Dao Alliance, the number one swordsman in the world—Wang Quan Shou Zhuo!

He walked very slowly, his steps even a little unsteady, as if he were really unwell.

But no one dared to underestimate him; everyone's hearts were in their throats as they watched this legendary powerhouse approach step by step.

Mr. Fei quickly bowed and greeted the family head.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo nodded slightly, his gaze passing over the high platform and landing on Qin Chuan.

His gaze was calm and deep, like a deep pool in an ancient well, without anger or contempt, only pure curiosity and a hint of barely perceptible inquiry.

"Qingyun Sect, Qin Chuan?" Wang Quan Shouzhuo's voice still carried a sense of weariness, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears. "Just now you said you wished to borrow the secret teachings to observe, and even more so, to challenge my sword?"

"Indeed." Qin Chuan met his gaze frankly, his eyes clear and firm. "The Alliance Leader's swordsmanship is divine, and the King's Sword's might shakes the world. I, Qin, yearn for it. I have come here today only to test the swordsmanship in my heart and to test the edge of the world's number one sword!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

Just now everyone thought he was arrogant, but now they noticed that his waist was empty and he was indeed not wearing any weapons!

"The Way of the Sword?" A subtle hint of surprise flashed in Wang Quan Shouzhuo's eyes, which quickly turned into a deeper inquiry. "If it is the Way of the Sword, then where is the sword itself?"

He voiced the question that had been puzzling everyone.

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping over the mocking expressions of the aristocratic scions before finally settling on Wang Quan Shouzhuo:

"The Alliance Leader is mistaken."

"Just now, the Alliance Leader appeared, and without even holding a sword, he already displayed the supreme sword realm of 'all things in heaven and earth can be swords, and wherever the will goes, the sword's edge will reach.' Why should the ultimate sword master be bound by tangible weapons?"

He paused, then his voice suddenly rose, carrying a sharp edge that seemed to cleave through the void:

"My way of the sword is the same!"

"The sword is the courage of all weapons! It values ​​intent over form, and momentum over technique!"

"I have my own blade in my heart, why should I need external things to support it?"

"This realm is called—No Sword!"

Wang Quan Shouzhuo repeated softly, his pale face revealing genuine, undisguised emotion for the first time! His eyes, as deep as an ancient well, suddenly burst forth with astonishing light!

Qin Chuan said no more. He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, as if he were holding an invisible knife.

His entire demeanor changed instantly!

If he was like a calm, deep pool before, he has now transformed into a volcano about to erupt!

An indescribable, violent, domineering, and terrifying "intention" that could cut through everything suddenly surged from his body into the sky!

This "intention" is formless and intangible, yet it seems to have condensed into a tangible sharpness!

The entire square seemed to tremble!

Countless people felt a stinging sensation on their skin, as if an invisible blade was hanging over their heads!

Those with weaker cultivation levels let out a muffled groan, their minds jolted, and they instinctively retreated!

That's not sword energy!

That was completely different, more ruthless, more unstoppable, with a resolute will to cleave through chaos and sever cause and effect! It was pure, ultimate sword intent!

When this pure and domineering sword intent swept across the entire field like an invisible tsunami, Li Muchen was the first to be hit!

She felt a chilling, piercing light instantly pierce through her cloak and plunge deep into her soul!

She groaned, her body swaying violently as if struck by a heavy hammer. Had she not grabbed a nearby pillar in time, she would have fallen to the ground in a disheveled state.

A fear from the depths of her soul gripped her instantly, chilling her to the bone, but what followed was an even more insane, twisted thought:

"This...this is true power?! Ignoring the rules, crushing everything! Power that even heaven and earth tremble?!"

She bit her lower lip hard, the strong taste of blood filling her mouth. Her eyes, hidden in the shadow of her cloak, flickered with a morbid and fanatical flame, fixed on Qin Chuan's loosely clenched right hand.

Inside the sedan chair, a layer of pale golden protective light, swirling with mysterious runes, instantly illuminated Dongfang Huaizhu's body, barely managing to withstand the terrifying, all-pervasive sword intent that seemed to tear one's soul apart.

For the first time, an undisguised look of horror appeared on her exquisite face. Her red lips parted slightly: "No blade...using intent as a blade! This person's realm... has actually reached such an unbelievable and unheard-of level?!"

Dongfang Qinlan, who was standing next to her, was so startled by this sudden mental shock that she let out a "whoosh" and spat out the other pastry she had just put in her mouth.

Her little face turned deathly pale instantly. Terrified by the sheer pressure of that pure willpower, she lunged forward like a frightened rabbit and clung tightly to her sister's arm, her voice trembling with tears as she said:

"Waaaaah... Sister! This is terrifying! It's a hundred times scarier than... a hundred times scarier than when Daddy got angry last time! I... I feel like I'm going to be sliced ​​open!"

Her small body trembled in her sister's arms.

The feeling of Wang Quanba was particularly intense. The terrifying will, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, made his small body tremble violently, as if he had been hit by an invisible giant hammer.

His proud sword energy crumbled instantly before this pure will, his face drained of all color, and for the first time, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable horror and a trace of bewilderment.

He staggered back half a step, almost losing his balance if not for the pride of his family and his precocious mind.

Yang Yitan and the other young geniuses turned pale instantly, their eyes filled with extreme horror!

Mr. Fei's hand holding the spirit stone trembled violently, and his face lost all its usual naivety, replaced by extreme solemnity and disbelief!

Wang Quan Shouzhuo's pupils shrank to pinpoints at that moment!

His hunched body suddenly straightened up, and the vast sword intent around him, as if stimulated, instantly became extremely active and sharp, colliding with the domineering and unparalleled knife intent from a distance!

A silent explosion resounded in the air! An invisible shockwave spread outwards from the two of them!

Wang Quan Shouzhuo looked at Qin Chuan, at his loosely clenched right hand, at his eyes burning with pure sword intent. The sickly pallor on his face seemed to fade slightly, replaced by a burning fighting spirit of meeting a worthy opponent and a worthy general!

He was absolutely certain! The young man before him, who called himself Qin Chuan, was definitely not an arrogant and ignorant person!

He is a true master of the sword who has reached the pinnacle of "intention"!

He is a qualified and capable opponent who can challenge the "Number One Swordsman in the World"!

"Excellent! Excellent 'No knife'! Excellent 'A blade within the heart'!"

Wang Quan Shouzhuo's voice was no longer weary, but instead carried a clear and stirring quality, like the clanging of metal, and his eyes shone brightly.

"I never imagined that I would encounter a master of the sword who has reached such a level in my lifetime!"

His gray robes fluttered without wind, and his vast sword intent, no longer restrained, soared into the sky like a dragon awakening, rivaling Qin Chuan's domineering saber intent, as if dividing the sky above the entire square into two worlds of sword and saber!

"Since you wish to prove the way of the sword," Wang Quan Shouzhuo's voice resounded through the heavens, carrying unparalleled sharpness, "then accept my—Heaven and Earth Sword!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right index finger again and drew a line in the air towards Qin Chuan! The movement was still simple, yet it contained the ultimate truth of the universe!

A torrent of pure golden sword intent appeared!

It is over a hundred feet wide and its length is unknown, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens onto earth!

In the torrent, terrifying phenomena such as mountains collapsing, rivers drying up, and stars falling reappeared. With an unparalleled will to sever everything and destroy all laws, it surged toward Qin Chuan with unstoppable force!

Facing this earth-shattering sword strike, Qin Chuan's eyes burned with an unprecedented fighting spirit!

"Well done! This blade will sever your sword intent!"

Qin Chuan roared and swung his right hand down suddenly!

There was no sword light, no sword energy, only the sword intent that had been condensed to the extreme and was domineering and unparalleled, which exploded with a bang as he waved his hand!

An invisible and intangible, yet seemingly capable of severing cause and effect and splitting chaos, boundless will transformed into an invisible, colossal blade that cleaved the heavens and earth, fiercely slashing towards the torrent of golden sword intent!

The intent of the blade clashes with the intent of the sword! Without a blade, one faces heaven and earth!