Confucian Cultivator Under One Person

"Ding--"

The figure suddenly stepped back and jumped to the old man's side. It was a foreigner dressed in combat gear. He looked in surprise at Fu Yuan who suddenly appeared to block him.

Feng Baobao grabbed Fu Yuan and asked, "Have you seen Zhang Chulan?"

Fu Yuanle said, "Isn't Zhang Chulan with the old Heavenly Master?"

"where is it?"

Fu Yuan pointed in a direction.

Feng Baobao ran away without looking back.

The foreigner was about to make a move, but was frightened by Fu Yuan's look and stood still, allowing Feng Baobao to run away.

The old man said cheerfully, "Ghost man, don't even think about arresting anyone in front of this guy. Just face the current situation."

Fu Yuan looked at the old man, thought for a moment, and said, "Xia Liuqing?"

"It's me, the old man." Xia Liuqing chuckled and said, "Why? You want to get involved in this too?"

Fu Yuan shook his head and said, "The conflict between Quan Xing and the Tianshi Mansion is your own business. I just can't stand seeing a barbarian acting so presumptuously on our famous Taoist mountain!"

Xia Liuqing said happily: "You are really a Confucian scholar. You always have a legitimate reason for everything you do... Ghost man, it seems that this is your own business."

Having said that, Xia Liuqing stepped aside, pretending not to interfere.

"My name is Barron." The ghost Barron stepped forward and asked, "How did you block me just now?"

The tone is a bit stiff, but generally speaking it is fluent.

Fu Yuan smiled and said, "You are quite strange. You actually have the same scent as the heaven and earth... But a foreigner like you probably can't understand what it means to say 'Heaven and earth were born with me, and all things are one with me', right?"

Baron said, "I know. This is from Zhuangzi's Inner Chapters, on the Equality of All Things. It means that heaven and earth coexist with me, and all things are one with me."

Fu Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Pour a glass of water from the ocean. The seawater in the glass is the same as the ocean, but is this glass of seawater the ocean?"

Barron frowned and said, "What do you mean? I can't understand."

Fu Yuan shook his head and said, "Your own aura is the same as the heaven and earth. It does not mean that the aura on your body disappears. You cannot see the true face of Mount Lu because you are in this mountain.

It does not mean that you have merged into the world. You are you, and the world is the world. As long as you are not identified by your breath, you will naturally be discovered.

Wild horses, dust, living things blowing each other with their breath!"

Barron still couldn't understand.

Xia Liuqing, standing by, said with a smile, "Guizi is Guizi. He doesn't even understand this. Let's see for ourselves!"

Barron held the dagger, stared at Fu Yuan, then put it away and said, "I am a soldier, and I am best at judging hostility. You have no hostility towards me, so you are not my enemy."

Fu Yuan's eyes narrowed: "What about now?"

Barron felt his hair stand on end, his whole body shuddering, and in an instant he adopted a hostile stance: "Such strong hostility!"

After saying that, without waiting for Fu Yuan to speak, he took the initiative to attack and disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared, he was already in front of Fu Yuan. The dagger in his hand stabbed towards Fu Yuan's neck fiercely with fast and fierce speed, obviously without holding back.

Fu Yuan, who was well prepared, raised his sword to block, but felt a strong force coming at him, and his hand holding the sword went numb.

The power of this Barron, with the blessing of huge Qi, is simply too great!

Can't be hardwired!

Fu Yuan turned his wrist and spun the sword, thus removing the huge force carried by the dagger. He then raised the sword and stabbed the opponent's throat.

Barron slashed with his dagger. Although he didn't understand how the opponent's sword changed and dissipated the force, Barron was certain of one thing: the opponent's strength was far inferior to his own!

He was confident that as long as the weapons of both sides collided, due to the difference in strength, the opponent's sword would be blocked, leaving the goal wide open.

The idea was good, but when Barron's dagger was about to hit the longsword, the longsword seemed to suddenly become shorter.

It was this shorter part that avoided the horizontal dagger and suddenly recovered its length and continued to stab Barron.

The speed was so fast that it seemed as if the sword became illusory at that moment.

Barron took a step back and slashed back with the dagger again.

The long sword retracted and extended, once again avoiding the dagger.

Barron retreated again, and slashed with the dagger again...

He retreated seven or eight steps and swung the dagger in his hand seven or eight times, but he was unable to touch the long sword.

The long sword was pointing straight at Barron's throat, getting closer and closer.

Barron could almost feel the chill of the sword's tip, and goose bumps appeared on his throat.

"boom--"

Barron, who had nowhere to retreat, hit his back against a big tree. In an emergency, Barron barely turned his head to avoid the vital point of his throat.

The long sword, like a poisonous snake, penetrated Barron's neck and then stabbed into the tree.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Barron didn't care about the long sword piercing his neck. He just rolled sideways and jumped far away. He covered his neck which was almost one-third cut open and looked at Fu Yuan in surprise and doubt.

"Tick tock-"

Blood continued to drip from between his fingers, but the frequency became slower and slower, and after a while, the bleeding stopped.

Fu Yuan drew out his sword, looked at the bloodstain on the tip of the sword, and praised: "How powerful!"

Barron lowered his hand. His torn neck was slowly healing. "You're the real deal. You're clearly inferior to me in strength and speed, yet you leave me powerless to resist... What kind of skill is this? Unpredictable and erratic. Is this some kind of sword technique you use?"

Fu Yuan looked at Barron's gradually healing neck and did not answer.

Xia Liuqing spoke up, "It has some shadows of the Flowing Cloud Sword, but the transformations are even more unpredictable! The overall speed is moderate, the advances and retreats are orderly, the style is graceful, and the atmosphere is peaceful and tranquil... Is this the Confucian swordsmanship you created based on the Flowing Cloud Sword?"

In the previous confrontation, the tip of Fu Yuan's sword changed strangely and erratically, but Fu Yuan's posture and steps as he kept approaching were dignified, steady in speed, and upright in advance. It was obvious that he had a very Confucian style.

Fu Yuan swung his sword, clearing away the blood stains on the blade, and said, "Old Xia has extraordinary insight!"

Chapter 78 Breatharians

Some people feel at ease and as if they are assisted by God when doing certain things, which means they are extremely talented in this matter.

Fu Yuan's talent in refining Qi is not worth mentioning, or it can be said that he does not exist at all, but when it comes to practicing swordsmanship, Fu Yuan is very talented!

When Liu Zhangping taught Fu Yuan the introductory kung fu, it was a set of breathing techniques and a set of sword techniques. Fu Yuan practiced for seven days and got the hang of the sword techniques.

Don’t underestimate this “feeling”. Most people may not be able to find this “feeling” even if they spend most of their lives studying one thing.

Craftsmen with outstanding craftsmanship have mastered this "feeling", which can be summarized as practice makes perfect.

In the industrial age, eighth-level craftsmen relied on this "feeling" to produce parts more precise than machines, which was already an extraordinary level.

Fu Yuan, on the other hand, already possessed an excellent talent for swordsmanship, and after studying Confucianism, he also gained the virtue of "sincerity"!

Be honest with the sword!

When it comes to the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship, even Fu Yuan himself doesn't know how far he has reached.

Exquisite swordsmanship, coupled with the majestic sword intent, this is the confidence that Fu Yuan dares to become an immortal!

……

What Barron has always relied on is his strength and speed that surpasses that of ordinary people, but when faced with Fu Yuan's unpredictable swordsmanship, he is unable to fight back.

It is even incomprehensible that a sword can be so unpredictable and unstoppable.

Xia Liuqing glanced at Barron and said, "Should we retreat or not? We're clearly no match for them."

Barron exhaled heavily, one hand dripping with blood, the other hand gripping the dagger tightly, taking a stance, and said, "I'll try again!"

Since strength and speed are useless in the face of absolute skills, let's fight with physical strength!

As he said that, he rushed over again.

Fu Yuan looked calm, and pointed the sword in his hand forward slowly, pointing right at Barron, as if Barron himself wanted to collide with the sword.

At the critical moment, Barron suddenly stopped, turned around and came to Fu Yuan's left side.

However, at this time, Fu Yuan held the sword horizontally, with the tip of the sword pointing directly to the left, meeting the peak of wonder.

Baron dodged behind him again, and Fu Yuan turned his hand to his armpit, pressing the sword with his elbow, and the tip of the sword met Baron again...

All of a sudden, Barron's figure was as fast as lightning, twisting and turning around Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan just stood there, motionless, slowly moving his sword into various shapes, yet he was able to accurately force Barron back every time.

The two sides are deadlocked.

Fu Yuan was also surprised at this time. This Barron was simply a hexagonal warrior. Moving at such a high speed with all his strength, even a person with strong physical strength would have been exhausted long ago.

But Barron had been moving around for so long, and even his breathing remained the same.

Moreover, he possesses extraordinary strength and speed, and a far greater amount of Qi than other extraordinary people...

However, even though Barron had extremely strong physical strength, he could not withstand Fu Yuan's method of waiting and using static to control dynamic.

Barron himself realized that Fu Yuan had no physical strength left. If he continued to drag it on, the one who would be exhausted might be him, who thought he had unlimited physical strength.

As a warrior, his best skill is to use his strengths to attack the opponent's weaknesses, but when facing Fu Yuan, his strengths are almost useless.

The only advantage left is its super strong self-healing ability!

"Pfft-"

The scene came to an abrupt end!

Xia Liuqing's eyes widened as he looked at the scene in surprise.

Barron's chest was pierced directly, or rather, he took the initiative to collide with the sword, but this also shortened the distance between him and Fu Yuan.

Despite the sudden self-harm, Fu Yuan was not shocked or stunned. He remained calm and looked at Barron with an unchanged expression.

Barron grinned and said, "Sorry, you're just too strong, I can't help it!"

After saying that, he slapped Fu Yuan with his palm, which was covered in blood, Baron's own blood.

Fu Yuan tilted his head slightly and met the attack with a palm.

"Snapped--"

Barron did not use his powerful strength to repel Fu Yuan. It seemed that he just used a simple palm strike, palm to palm, and the situation was deadlocked.