Chapter 64

The wind from the north howled over the verdant Qingsong Mountain, bringing the chill of winter.

But in the Qingyuan Cottage of the upper courtyard of Jingyun Martial Academy, the trees remained green and the flowers bloomed, as if completely unaffected by the changing seasons, like a hidden paradise.

Ding!

In the small courtyard, Wei Changfeng leaped high onto a wooden stake, extending his arms like an ape, and the green sword in his hand drew a dazzling arc, accurately sweeping a copper coin that had just fallen from the air.

Pa!

The golden Qin Tongbao was instantly sliced in half by the sword, landing neatly on the ground.

Wei Changfeng turned in mid-air and landed steadily on another wooden stake with his right foot.

Around him, dozens of thick wooden stakes were scattered at various heights.

Hu!

At this moment, another dozen copper coins were suddenly scattered toward him.

All the coins flew swiftly and swiftly, forming a sparse net in the air, reflecting countless bright rays of light under the sunlight.

Wei Changfeng was well-prepared. He quickly thrust his sword again, striking the flying coins with lightning speed.

Ding, ding, dang! The sound of coins being struck was continuous, and in a moment, the coins were knocked to the ground, clattering on the hard tiles.

However, despite his swift interception, the number of coins was too great, and five of them slipped through, two hitting his arm and chest, and the other three landing on the ground.

Wei Changfeng sheathed his green sword and shook his head in dissatisfaction.

"Junior Brother, you've made great progress!" Yu Qinghong walked out from behind a row of wooden stakes, smiling. "You managed to hit twelve out of seventeen coins. You've grasped the essence of the Dian Chunyu sword technique!"

Beside her was a cute little girl with two buns, Tie Xinlan.

Dian Chunyu is one of the twelve sword techniques of the Wanzong Sword Method, emphasizing the "point" in swordsmanship, requiring the practitioner to strike raindrops as they fall from the sky.

Spring rain is fine and continuous, making this task extremely difficult. Without keen eyesight and control over the sword, it is nearly impossible to achieve the required accuracy.

Additionally, Dian Chunyu emphasizes speed. The faster the strike, the better, with the goal of striking the sword as many times as possible in an instant.

Speed and accuracy are the essence of the Dian Chunyu technique!

Wei Changfeng's ability to hit twelve coins in a single breath demonstrated his mastery of the technique, with no flaws in his technique, only a lack of the proficiency that comes from long-term practice.

And he had only been learning the Wanzong Sword Method for half a month!

"Senior Brother is so amazing!" Tie Xinlan clapped her hands. "Do it again!"

Wei Changfeng laughed. "All the copper coins I exchanged in the city have been thrown away by my Senior Sister..."

He jumped down from the wooden stake and affectionately patted Tie Xinlan's head. "Can you help me pick up the ones that fell?"

Tie Xinlan smiled up at him. "Sure, I love picking up copper coins!"

Half a month ago, Tie Xinlan was introduced to Dongfang Caibai by Wei Changfeng and became her disciple, awaiting the formal ceremony when they returned to the mountain.

When she first arrived at Qingyuan Cottage, Tie Xinlan was very timid and shy, barely speaking.

But both Dongfang Caibai and Yu Qinghong were very kind to her, and over time, she became more outgoing and lively, often filling the cottage with her laughter.

Interestingly, compared to Yu Qinghong, who treated her like a younger sister, Tie Xinlan was more drawn to Wei Changfeng, who was immersed in his sword practice, visiting the courtyard every day to watch him train.

"That's just a little money, I'll give it all back to you tomorrow..."

Yu Qinghong glared at him. "Stop practicing for now, the master wants to see you!"

Hearing her unusual tone, Wei Changfeng asked, "What's wrong?"

"What could be wrong with the master?"

Yu Qinghong said resentfully, "Your sweetheart has returned!"

"Sweetheart?"

Confused, Wei Changfeng didn't react immediately. "Who?"

But he soon realized and laughed bitterly. "Do you mean Ye Qingxuan? She's not my sweetheart."

Yu Qinghong pouted. "You're lying, go on, the master is waiting!"

Wei Changfeng, unable to help but laugh, bid farewell to Tie Xinlan and hurried to the cottage.

Inside the cottage, Dongfang Caibai and a young girl were sitting opposite each other, sipping tea and chatting.

The moment Wei Changfeng stepped into the cottage, the young girl turned her head, her gaze meeting his.

Ye Qingxuan!

After nearly a month, the beauty who had once captivated Wei Changfeng's predecessor appeared thinner, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Her gaze was clear, but soon filled with curiosity and surprise.

Compared to a month ago, Wei Changfeng had changed significantly.

Through diligent practice, his cultivation and realm had greatly improved, and his entire demeanor had transformed. He no longer showed any signs of inferiority or timidity, but rather confidence and composure.

Moreover, the frequent use of the Dragon Tiger Soup had made him taller and more robust, shedding his former naivety and weakness, and exuding a more masculine presence.

Yu Qinghong, who didn't know Wei Changfeng's predecessor and practiced with him daily, might not have noticed the change, but for Ye Qingxuan, the transformation was quite striking.

However, she was well-bred and composed, and though surprised, she didn't lose her composure, merely nodding and smiling faintly at Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng smiled and stepped forward to bow to Dongfang Caibai. "Disciple greets Master!"

"Sit down and talk," Dongfang Caibai nodded slightly, picking up the teapot and pouring him a cup of tea.

Without hesitation, Wei Changfeng sat down to the right of Ye Qingxuan, maintaining a polite distance.

"This is your Senior Sister Ye Qingxuan. She was away due to family matters for a while..."

Dongfang Caibai said, "You can get to know each other again. Qingxuan's talent is no less than your Senior Sister's, and she has been practicing swordsmanship with me for a long time. You can ask her for guidance if you have any questions."

Wei Changfeng looked at Ye Qingxuan, who blushed and said, "Master is too kind. I am unworthy of such praise and dare not guide Junior Brother Wei."

Dongfang Caibai shook her head, not lingering on the topic. "Wei Changfeng, the academy's small competition is the day after tomorrow. How is your Wanzong Sword Method coming along?"

Since Dongfang Caibai had taught Wei Changfeng the Wanzong Sword Method half a month ago, she hadn't inquired about his progress. Today's question was undoubtedly related to his upcoming life-or-death duel with Hao Xiong.

Wei Changfeng thought for a moment and said, "Twelve sword techniques, seven are partially mastered!"

"Seven partially mastered in half a month!"

Dongfang Caibai sighed. "Even my master wouldn't dare to claim such a feat. Let me test you to see if you're exaggerating!"

She suddenly extended her delicate hand, pressing it lightly on the table, and immediately floated up.

Before Wei Changfeng could react, Dongfang Caibai had landed in the center of the cottage, her movements as smooth as flowing water, devoid of any earthly烟火气 (worldly烟火气).

Barefoot on the cold floor, she said solemnly, "Draw your sword and attack me with all your strength!"

"Disciple obeys!"

Without hesitation, Wei Changfeng stood up and approached Dongfang Caibai.

His steps were not fast, allowing him to control his breathing and gather his true qi, quickly adjusting to his optimal state.

This combat technique came from the memory of a master-level martial artist in Wei Changfeng's soul, not a world-class technique, but very practical and effective.

In just three steps, Wei Changfeng's momentum and fighting spirit reached their peak!

Clang!

The cottage was not large, and in three steps, he was already in front of Dongfang Caibai, his green sword drawn!

In the next moment, a silver sword light swept upward from below, aiming at her vital points.

Side-draw technique, Liao Luoxin!

This was a combination of the side-draw technique and the Wanzong Sword Method. While the side-draw technique could attack directly, it lacked variation, making it difficult to succeed if the opponent was prepared.

The Liao Luoxin technique of the Wanzong Sword Method, however, contained three variations. Under Wei Changfeng's wrist control, the sword's trajectory became unpredictable, but its speed did not slow down at all!

This strike was extremely fast, and Wei Changfeng used nine-tenths of his strength!

He was not worried about accidentally injuring Dongfang Caibai, as her cultivation was far superior to his, and holding back would only be humiliating and laughable.

As the Liao Luoxin strike was about to hit Dongfang Caibai, she suddenly moved back two feet, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Wei Changfeng was not surprised. He swung his sword to a high point, stepped forward, and struck downward.

Duan Jinliang!

Among the twelve techniques of the Wanzong Sword Method, the Duan Jinliang technique was the most fierce and dominant. The sword fell straight down, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and the blade glowed with a faint red light.

This was a sign of Wei Changfeng's Dry Yang True Qi infusing the sword, making it even more sharp and terrifying with full strength, and the blade whistled as it cut through the air!

If this second strike hit, it would not only split a living person but even a solid rock!

Facing such a powerful strike, Dongfang Caibai did not dodge. She suddenly raised her crystal-clear, delicate hand and met the descending sword!

"Ah!"

Ye Qingxuan, watching from the side, couldn't help but gasp.

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