Chapter 521
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Chapter 521: Guidance
Due to Su Yi and Situ Muyang, they missed the opportunity. How could they not feel suffocated?
However, at this very moment, if we were to pinpoint the person who was the happiest in the Divine Sword School, it would undoubtedly be Dharma Protector Hou Changming.
Hou Changming’s newly accepted disciple, Zhang Qing, not only secured a spot in the top sixty-eight but even rose to within the top twenty. This unbelievable feat has indeed occurred.
“Hahaha…”
In the courtyard, Dharma Protector Hou Changming couldn’t suppress his laughter. He was greatly entertained by the thought of Dharma Protectors like Zhu Changgao and Wang Tianbao when they found out about the outcome.
Hou Changming, this time, aside from the considerable amount of high-grade celestial pills he had won, was sure to experience a significant increase in his value.
Even more so, the fact that he had managed to leave those Dharma Protectors speechless further delighted him.
“Master, what is it that makes you laugh so?”
Some disciples, observing the situation, found it rather odd. Their usually serious master was acting unusually jovial today.
“Oh, it’s nothing. By the way, go ahead and clean up a room. Your junior disciple will be coming in a few days, and it must be spotless.”
Dharma Protector Hou Changming spoke with a smile. His newly recruited disciple’s unexpected rise to the top twenty brought him tremendous recognition, filling him with excitement just thinking about it.
“Understood, I’ll go right away.”
The disciple nodded, feeling proud. His junior disciple’s achievement of making it into the top sixty-eight had gained significant attention and filled him with pride, even though they had never met.
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“Wang Tianbao, don’t think this is over!”
“Zhu Changgao, did you all collude to deceive us with our pills?”
Late at night, Wang Tianbao and Zhu Changgao, the two Dharma Protectors, found themselves surrounded by an angry group of Dharma Protectors.
The others were seething with indignation. Everyone had lost, and though losing ten high-level elixirs wouldn’t bankrupt these Dharma Protectors, they began to suspect that it was all part of a scheme orchestrated by Dharma Protectors Zhu Changgao, Wang Tianbao, and Hou Changming. It appeared to be a deliberate plot to deceive and manipulate them.
“We honestly had no idea. Who would have thought that an outer disciple could actually make it into the top sixty-eight?”
At that moment, Wang Tianbao and Zhu Changgao wore despondent expressions.
Who would have believed that Hou Changming, of all people, would have such incredible luck? For an outer disciple to make it into the top sixty-eight was truly a miraculous achievement.
When they confirmed the news, they were left speechless.
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As dawn broke, Su Yi stood bathed in the morning light, swinging his precious sword with repeated strikes. His movements, though simple, persisted without pause until he was drenched in sweat.
After resting for two hours and regulating his breathing through meditation, Su Yi resumed practicing the Foundations of Swordsmanship.
After enduring until dusk, once again drenched in sweat, Su Yi paused for a brief rest, focusing on deep breaths to restore his energy.
With simple movements, he repeated his practice again and again.
Although the exercises were monotonous, Su Yi understood how vital these foundational movements were for his development.
As night fell, with the crescent moon hanging high, Su Yi continued.
“Hoo hoo…”
Su Yi continued his practice, repeating the simple movements tens of thousands of times.
“The foundation is crucial. Never underestimate the power of a single sword.”
From a nearby spot, a gentle voice broke the stillness, and a small figure emerged, strolling leisurely. It was none other than Elder Su.
“Elder Su…”
Su Yi halted his practice, gripping his precious sword, surprised to see Elder Su.
Elder Su paid little attention to Su Yi and walked directly up to him. He reached out and took the precious sword from his hand. With a single flick of his wrist, the sword trembled, cutting, thrusting, and cleaving with incredible precision. At the same time, Elder Su spoke:
“A sword involves stabbing, chopping, lifting, hanging, striking, pointing, collapsing, hacking, stirring, and cleansing. ‘Stabbing’ must be swift, ‘pointing’ must be decisive, ‘sweeping’ must be sharp, ‘wiping’ must be smooth, ‘drawing’ must be steady, ‘hanging’ must be close, ‘striking’ must be grand, ‘lifting’ must be taut, and ‘intercepting’ requires wrist control.”
Once the final word echoed, Elder Su returned the precious sword to Su Yi.
“Thank you for your guidance, Elder Su.”
Su Yi received the sword with excitement, grateful for Elder Su’s teaching.
“I have no intention to guide you; it’s merely a moment of boredom. Continue with your practice.”
Elder Su glanced at Su Yi before moving to a nearby spot, sitting down in silence, and adding, “I have nothing else to do, so you may carry on.”
“Yes!”
Su Yi chuckled and continued.
With the sword in his hand, Su Yi executed a series of swings, thrusts, and feints. Though the routine felt repetitive and dull, Su Yi remained fully engaged, not slacking in the least.
Elder Su’s gaze shifted momentarily before returning to calm.
“As the saying goes, a knife is like a fierce tiger, while a sword resembles the swift wind. You may be skilled with a knife, but you must understand that a sword is not a knife.”
“To master swordsmanship, one must train their eyes. Sword techniques rely entirely on the eyes, which must be as sharp as lightning.”
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At some point, Elder Su spoke occasionally.
Su Yi, focused on his practice, became more diligent under Elder Su’s occasional guidance.
After another night of practice, Su Yi stopped, drenched in sweat, preparing for a brief rest before resuming.
“Thank you, Elder Su.”
Su Yi approached Elder Su and respectfully bowed.
“From what I can tell, your basic skills seem rather ordinary. You say you’re from Man City, but is it the same one beyond the Forest of Demons?” Elder Su’s gaze remained composed as he looked at Su Yi, speaking casually.
However, in his heart, Elder Su was shaken. The young man’s comprehension was extraordinary, almost abnormal. Even a slight hint from Elder Su would be grasped and integrated into practice.
Though Elder Su had observed him for a day and night, he didn’t know why he felt compelled to speak.
Elder Su’s sharp insight couldn’t miss the fact that Su Yi didn’t possess the bearing of someone from a prestigious lineage. His basic skills were average, but his cultivation level and age were quietly astonishing.
Su Yi, with his remarkable talent, had already achieved a level beyond many of the Divine Sword School’s direct disciples, yet he lacked any sign of arrogance and persisted in the face of tedious basic practices. This struck a chord with Elder Su.
Such a young man, if properly guided, would have limitless potential.
“It is indeed so, I came from Man City,” Su Yi nodded, not hiding it.
“That distant place… For someone your age to come from there, it’s no small feat. Your talent is average, but you possess rare innate gifts. Remember to take things step by step as you move forward,” Elder Su said calmly.
Su Yi nodded, listening intently.
“I sense your other basic skills are rather mediocre. Did you not practice them when you were young?”
Elder Su asked curiously. Based on Su Yi’s performance, although Man City was remote, Su Yi’s talent suggested he came from a family of martial arts practitioners, so his basic skills shouldn’t have been lacking.
