Chapter 89

Indeed! That's right! As long as I'm willing, I can use any sword technique in the world at will! Whether it's the Phantom Shadow Sword Technique or the Ghostly Shadow Sword Technique, the Complete Truth Sword Technique or the Complete Falsehood Sword Technique, as long as my mind is clear, I can still defeat the enemies in front of me!

...

Realizing this, Su Yi felt a great sense of relief. The style of his sword techniques suddenly changed. He no longer deliberately avoided using his old techniques but instead used various seemingly similar moves one after another. Not only did he occasionally use moves from the Phantom Shadow Sword Technique and the Complete Truth Sword Technique, but even the moves he had seen when challenging the leaders of various sects... and even the moves that Sha Tongtian or Peng Lianhu had just used, he would occasionally borrow and use.

Moreover, these moves, when used by him, were even more powerful!

Earlier, Sha Tongtian and the others had barely maintained a stalemate, trapping Su Yi in a circle, making it difficult for him to escape... But now that Su Yi had realized his misconception in the Nine Swords of Dugu, his long sword's sword qi surged, and its power increased even more. This time, Su Yi was fighting four opponents and had a significant advantage!

"Damn, why does this kid seem even stronger than before?"

Sha Tongtian was in great distress. He was the strongest among the four and had the heaviest weapon, so most of Su Yi's attacks were directed at him. His arms were already sore and weak, but the opponent's sword momentum was too fierce. Sha Tongtian felt that if he dared to surrender, the other side would mercilessly cut off his head! He had no choice but to endure!

Huang Rong suddenly exerted her power and took the lead. Su Yi, who was already in the lead, said to Guo Jing, "Jing Gege, you see, I told you I didn't need help. This guy is really strong!"

Guo Jing had already widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at the confident Su Yi. These four people were all top-notch experts. Facing any one of them would be a challenge for him, and this young man, who was about his age, could fight four at once...

That means... Guo Jing did a quick calculation... he could at least fight five of himself!!!

"Really impressive!"

After the calculation, Guo Jing sighed with admiration.

...

"Ha ha ha~ You guys are having a great fight! How about letting this old Taoist join in the fun?"

Just as Su Yi was displaying the power of the Nine Swords of Dugu, a long laugh echoed from a distance. When the voice started, the person was still a hundred meters away, but by the time the sentence was finished, he had already reached behind Guo Jing. In just one sentence, he had covered nearly a hundred meters, and this level of lightness skill was so remarkable that even the current Su Yi had to admire it!

Suddenly, a person with such remarkable lightness skill joined in, and everyone, including Su Yi, turned to look. It turned out that the person with such remarkable lightness skill was not alone; two Taoists had arrived. One had a long, flowing beard and a radiant appearance, clearly Su Yi's old acquaintance, Qiu Chuji, whom he hadn't seen for over a year. The other had white beard and eyebrows, a kind and benevolent look, and was none other than the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, Ma Yu.

Not having seen them for a long time, Su Yi was about to greet them but suddenly remembered that he was still wearing a mask. If he took it off now, wouldn't the carefully arranged plot of Yang Kang and his mother being kidnapped be exposed?

However, it seemed that Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu still knew his identity...

Su Yi's mind raced through several thoughts. Since Qiu Chuji and the others had arrived, the fight naturally couldn't continue. He then retracted his moves and stepped aside.

Sha Tongtian, Lingzhi Shangren, and the other four were naturally more than happy to stop. Seeing Su Yi retreat, they also put away their weapons and stood on the other side.

At this moment, all four were exhausted, especially Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu, who had weapons in their hands. They had taken on nearly eighty percent of Su Yi's attacks. Their arms were already trembling, and they could hardly hold their weapons!

"Greetings, Daoist Ma!"

Guo Jing, seeing the kind old Taoist who had taught him internal cultivation techniques and given him a secret manual years ago, was so excited that he didn't know what to do. He quickly ran to Ma Yu, knelt down, and kowtowed three times.

Really, I had to kowtow nearly a thousand times at Shaolin Temple to get the *Nine Yang True Scripture*, and then kowtowed several more times to be played with by a big bird to get the Nine Swords of Dugu... You, on the other hand, got the *先天功* (Xiantian Gong) over a year ago and have only kowtowed three times...

Su Yi suddenly felt extremely unbalanced...

Seeing Guo Jing, Ma Yu immediately smiled, his eyes squinting shut. He quickly helped him up, looked him over carefully, and said, "Oh, it's been years since I last saw you. You've grown taller, and you're stronger... Brother, look, this is the child surnamed Guo you've been thinking about all the time..."

After introducing Guo Jing to Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu said to Guo Jing, "Jing'er, this is Daoist Qiu, my junior brother. He was a close friend of your father, Guo Xiaotian. It's thanks to him that you were able to become a disciple of the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan!"

Hearing this, Guo Jing obediently kowtowed three more times to Qiu Chuji, "Junior pays respects to Daoist Qiu!"

"Alright, get up!"

Before the third kowtow was completed, Qiu Chuji reached out and held Guo Jing's shoulder, using his internal strength to block his descent, trying to lift him up early. However, Guo Jing's internal cultivation was profound, and he ignored Qiu Chuji's obstruction. His true qi circulated, countering it, and the kowtow still went down.

"Huh?"

Qiu Chuji couldn't help but be surprised. He increased his internal strength, using eighty percent of his power, and only then managed to lift Guo Jing just before his forehead touched the ground.

Lifting Guo Jing up, Qiu Chuji looked at him in disbelief and exclaimed, "Good lad, I didn't expect... in just over a year, your internal cultivation has become so profound. You're not as foolish as your senior brother said..."

After saying this, he glared at Ma Yu, who had not concealed the fact that Guo Jing had obtained the *先天功* (Xiantian Gong) from Yinzhiping. Qiu Chuji had known that the odds of this competition were not in their favor. With several months still to go before the competition on March 24th, he had rushed to the Prince's Mansion to see how Su Yi's martial arts had progressed.

Unfortunately, despite his mental preparation, when he saw how profound Guo Jing's internal cultivation was, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but sigh. He had a pig-like teammate who not only gave equipment to the enemy but also spouted a lot of high-minded principles, making it impossible to argue back. Even if he was angry, he couldn't vent it!

Now, Qiu Chuji's only hope was the few supreme martial arts techniques that Su Yi had shown him! If Su Yi could thoroughly master these techniques, there might still be a slim chance of victory. Otherwise, with just the basic internal cultivation techniques and sword techniques of the Quanzhen Sect, it would be extremely difficult to defeat Guo Jing, who had cultivated the *先天功* (Xiantian Gong).

Faced with Qiu Chuji's praise, Guo Jing scratched his head and smiled foolishly, humbly saying, "Junior is not that impressive. My six masters have always complained that I learn martial arts too slowly and have poor aptitude. If it weren't for Daoist Ma's kindness in giving me an internal cultivation technique, I would have made no progress at all compared to two years ago!"

"Moreover... those people over there, any one of them, have far superior martial arts skills. Daoist Qiu's praise of my internal cultivation makes me feel extremely ashamed."

Guo Jing pointed in the direction of Su Yi, Sha Tongtian, and the others, looking extremely embarrassed.