The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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Of all the people present, besides Yue Buqun, he cared the most about Jiang Ning. Although he was a year or two older than Jiang Ning, he was deeply moved by Jiang Ning's care and guidance and truly regarded Jiang Ning as his senior brother.

Although he couldn't say a word when he saw Jiang Ning and Cong Buqi fighting, his concern for Jiang Ning was no less than that for Yue Buqun. Yue Buqun was prepared to save Jiang Ning at any time, but he was also prepared to rush forward and die in Jiang Ning's place if Jiang Ning was really in danger.

Seeing Jiang Ning finally kill Cong Buqi, Lin Pingzhi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed, and he couldn't help but cheer loudly.

His voice was so loud that it hurt the ears of the Huashan disciples next to him, and they all covered their ears.

But they weren't angry; they were actually excited.

They had always known that Jiang Ning was powerful, but they didn't know he was this powerful, capable of killing Cong Buqi, a master of the previous generation, entirely through sheer strength. This excited them greatly.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze smiled.

Zheng~

Jiang Ning sheathed his longsword and returned to Yue Buqun's side.

"well done."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly to Jiang Ning, and then he also stepped forward and stood in the training ground.

"Brother Feng, please."

Yue Buqun gestured to Feng Buping, inviting him to join in.

Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou both looked grim.

They never expected that Cong Buqi would die by the sword of a junior. In a one-on-one fight, it was all about raw strength, and they had no words to say about his death.

With Cong Buqi's death, Yue Buqun's side won the first round. Even if Cheng Buyou defeats Ning Zhongze, it won't change the outcome.

Judging from the imposing aura Yue Buqun displayed in the main hall earlier, his strength was terrifying, and Feng Buping could not possibly be his match.

To be honest, they could already see the outcome before the game even started.

But if we just don't fight, they came in all high spirits, and now they're leaving in a sorry state. How will they ever have the face to live in this world again? How will they face their master and the others after they die?

Faced with this inevitable defeat, Feng Buping gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and pointed his long sword at the ground.

"Feng Buping of the Sword Sect, please enlighten me."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly, indicating that Feng Buping could make his move.

Yue Buqun stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed.

Upon seeing him like this, Feng Buping's expression turned angry.

"You don't use a sword?"

Yue Buqun chuckled and shook his head: "No need."

The Qi Sect focuses on cultivating internal energy. At its highest level, even plucking flowers or flying leaves can injure people, so whether or not a sword is used doesn't really make a big difference.

Feng Buping was furious.

Even though the outcome was predictable and Feng Buping was prepared to die, he absolutely could not tolerate Yue Buqun's disdain for him.

call out!

Feng Buping thrust his sword forward with incredible speed; all others could see was the shadow he left behind.

Among everyone present, he was the strongest besides Yue Buqun. Even Ding Mian and Lu Bai, the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan, admitted that their internal strength was superior. It was precisely because of this that Ding Mian and the others were confident enough to lead Feng Buping and the others to Mount Hua to force Yue Buqun to submit.

Feng Buping moved with incredible speed, his longsword flashing with each strike faster than the last, creating a series of sword shadows that enveloped Yue Buqun, making it impossible for him to dodge.

The wind howled, but there was no wind on Mount Hua at this moment; the sound of the wind was coming from Feng Buping's sword.

This is the Gale Sword Technique he created after fifteen years of dedicated research, all for this moment.

When the Sword Sect lost the battle of sword energy, the disciples were arrogant and most of them committed suicide. Only he, Cheng Buyou, and Cong Buqi endured it, hoping to revitalize the Sword Sect in the future.

He had waited too long for this day, but the blows of reality were unbearable.

He was no longer willing to endure it. Even if he died at the hands of Yue Buqun, he would be able to face his master, uncles, and fellow disciples from back then.

Feng Buping's expression was fierce, and he showed no mercy in his every move.

Faced with this attack, Yue Buqun's expression did not change much, still with that faint smile, and he did not even move his body, but none of the attacks that were as dense as a rain of swords landed on him.

Feng Buping thrust his sword towards Yue Buqun's left shoulder.

Yue Buqun remained calm, and just as the sword was about to strike him, he reached out and grabbed the tip of the sword, preventing it from advancing any further.

The longsword was sharp, but Yue Buqun's hand was not cut at all. A thin layer of internal energy covered his hand, protecting his palm.

Feng Buping clenched his teeth, his inner strength surging and flowing into his sword.

Yue Buqun raised an eyebrow, casually pulled his hand, and the internal force that Feng Buping had transferred to the sword was guided out, shooting into the open ground behind Yue Buqun and blasting a large hole.

Seeing this, Feng Buping's expression turned solemn. He wanted to continue transmitting his internal energy, but Yue Buqun had already released his hand and gently pushed him forward.

Feng Buping immediately felt a powerful force coming from the sword, and his body was pushed back four or five steps by this force. He finally had to use the sword to brace himself against the ground to stop himself.

Feng Buping was slightly out of breath as he looked solemnly at Yue Buqun opposite him.

Yue Buqun remained standing in the same spot, motionless.

Feng Buping's expression hardened, and he swung his longsword continuously, unleashing bursts of sword energy that rushed straight towards Yue Buqun.

At the same time, Feng Buping charged forward with his sword, aiming directly at Yue Buqun's face with incredible speed.

Faced with the dense, rain-like sword energy, Yue Buqun simply waved his hand, and a pale purple internal force emanated from his sleeve, forming a thin barrier in front of him.

As the rain of swords arrived, it struck the barrier in dense, relentless blows, creating the sound of raindrops falling.

The rain of swords was dense, but it melted away when it hit the barrier. The purple film also gradually faded, and the purple barrier completely disappeared after the sword energy completely vanished.

The instant the sword energy disappeared, Feng Buping's killing move arrived in the blink of an eye.

Without making any other moves, Yue Buqun just chuckled lightly, but the instant Feng Buping thrust forward, Yue Buqun stretched out two fingers to pinch the tip of the sword, stopping the longsword steadily in front of him, without advancing an inch further.

Yue Buqun held the sword between two fingers, then gently flicked the blade with the back of his fingers.

The longsword trembled, and Feng Buping's internal energy was thrown into disarray. He was forced to retreat again, this time unable to even stop himself.

when!

The shockwave from the longsword caused Feng Buping to lose his grip, and the sword slipped from his hand, falling to the ground with a clanging sound before shattering into countless fragments, leaving only the hilt.

Feng Buping stared blankly at the sword hilt on the ground, his gaze unfocused.

"We lost, we still lost..."

Feng Buping murmured to himself.

Then, Feng Buping turned to look at Yue Buqun and slowly closed his eyes: "I lost, make your move."

The rule is that if you lose, you die.

Cheng Buyou stood on the sidelines watching this scene, gritted his teeth, and ultimately said nothing.

"hehe."

Faced with Feng Buping's surrender, Yue Buqun simply chuckled and shook his head.

After waiting for a long time without any action, Feng Buping opened his eyes and looked at Yue Buqun: "Why don't you make a move?"

Yue Buqun stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, just as before.

"The outcome is already decided; there's no need to kill you anymore."

Upon hearing this, Feng Buping's gaze wavered, his thoughts seemingly drifting back to decades ago.

That's what the Qi Sect people told them back then.

The Qi Sect did not exterminate them, but only made them swear never to return to Mount Hua and they were spared their lives. However, many disciples of the Sword Sect were proud and arrogant and could not accept this outcome, let alone leave the Mount Hua Sect. They would rather die than live a wretched life.

They were born members of the Huashan Sect, and they will die as ghosts of the Huashan Sect.

Chapter 113: Wrong, all wrong

"Hehe, hehe."

Feng Buping couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He survived back then in the hope of one day reviving the Sword Sect. However, now that the Sword Sect's restoration is hopeless, and the Qi Sect has lost interest in killing him, what's the point of his life?

"Senior brother, senior brother."

Cheng Buyou rushed out from the crowd at this moment, and when he saw Feng Buping like this, his eyes showed worry.

Feng Buping glanced at Cheng Buyou and shook his head slightly.

"Senior Brother Ding, the outcome is now decided. Do you have anything else to say?"

Ning Zhongze snorted coldly and looked at Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and the others.

Ding Mian and the others have remained silent ever since Jiang Ning and Cong Buqi began their battle.

Their expressions were extremely ugly. After hearing Ning Zhongze's words, Ding Mian composed himself and said with a smile, "Since the result between your sect and Brother Feng and the others has been announced, we naturally have nothing to say. Brother Yue's martial arts are unfathomable. Perhaps Brother Feng and the others misunderstood the result back then."

They wouldn't turn their backs on someone just because their goal failed; they still have a sense of shame.

"Humph!"

Ning Zhongze snorted coldly, her face expressionless and her words sharp, but then her eyes gleamed as she looked at Yue Buqun.

So handsome!

Perhaps to others, Yue Buqun's every move was the style of a grandmaster, but to Ning Zhongze, it was truly handsome to her heart.

Yue Buqun, who was calmly accepting the admiring or shocked gazes from all around him, was about to return to his disciples when he noticed Ning Zhongze's gaze, and his expression stiffened slightly.

Oh no, I overdid it.

The thought crossed Yue Buqun's mind, but he didn't stop and went to his disciples.

The location was the same as before, but perhaps it was just my imagination, Yue Buqun seemed to be a little further away from Ning Zhongze.

"It has been many years since I last saw Senior Brother Yue make a move. I never expected that Senior Brother Yue's martial arts have reached an unfathomable level. It is truly gratifying. Our Five Mountains Sword Sect has gained more confidence in fighting against the Demonic Sect."

Master Dingyi sincerely congratulated Yue Buqun.

"You flatter me, Master."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly, still wearing the same faint smile as before.

However, for some reason, Abbess Dingyi felt that Yue Buqun's smile seemed somewhat forced, as if he wasn't very happy.

"Brother Yue's martial arts are unfathomable. He has already proven that the Qi Sect did not use any shady methods during the sword qi dispute back then. I admire him."

Ding Mian cupped his hands to Yue Buqun and said, "Our Songshan Sect was misled by others and wrongly accused your sect. I hope Brother Yue will not take offense."

Yue Buqun simply smiled faintly and said nothing.

Seeing his reaction, Ding Mian said nothing more, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Yue, since that's the case, we won't stay any longer. Farewell."

After saying that, he planned to leave with Lu Bai and Fei Bin.

When Cheng Buyou saw that these people had also left, he and Feng Buping would only suffer humiliation if they stayed here. They had always dreamed of returning, but now that they were standing on the land of Mount Hua again, they felt extremely tormented.

"Brother, let's go too."

Cheng Buyou whispered to Feng Buping.

But Feng Buping just nodded absentmindedly.

Cheng Buyou sighed inwardly and prepared to help Feng Buping leave Mount Hua.

"Brother Feng, please wait."

Just then, Yue Buqun called out to them.

Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou were shocked.

Are you still going to die?

Feng Buping slowly turned his head to look at Yue Buqun, waiting for his words. If Yue Buqun really wanted to kill him, then he would wait to die.

Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun did not change his mind and order them to die as they had anticipated, but instead said...

"Brother Feng, please come with me."

After saying this, Yue Buqun walked towards the back hall.