Chapter 97

The sword moves like a mountain, the sword moves like water.

In the distance, the evening glow illuminated the sky, and a beauty began to dance. Some people were immersed in it, for the sword dance was too profound, too contradictory, and indescribable.

It contained so much.

At times it galloped like thunder, at times it was slow like a spring breeze, at times it was swift like lightning, and at times it overlapped like an illusion. When fierce, it was like a full moon piercing the sky; when continuous, it was like a babbling stream. When quiet, it was like a towering mountain; when hurried, it was like a river breaking its banks.

This sword dance encompassed myriad elements, as if it were the essence of myriad sword techniques.

Yang Yu was entranced, and the image of the Tai Chi sword technique in his mind began to play unconsciously. The Tai Chi sword technique, which he had never understood before, seemed to be instantly infused into his mind.

One-tenth, two-tenths, three-tenths!

It happened quickly.

Yang Yu actually mastered the basics of the Tai Chi sword technique, which was an incredible feat. However, the situation outside was different, as fifteen minutes had passed without anyone noticing, and the entire sword dance would last no more than half an hour.

The sunset shone on everyone's face.

Gongsun Yunshang was still dancing, but some people had closed their eyes, having sensed something and now began to meditate.

Of the four Earth-level martial artists beside Yang Yu, two had already entered a state of concentration. The middle-aged man practicing the Sunny Day Sword Technique had his eyes become increasingly sharp, and a fiery aura spread from his body.

Gongsun Yunshang had already noticed the situation. When she saw that most people had closed their eyes, she knew her sword dance was quite successful, at least making many people gain some insight.

However.

When Gongsun Yunshang saw Yang Yu, she was taken aback. She saw that Yang Yu's fingers were moving in a very clumsy manner.

Gongsun Yunshang was not foolish; a quick glance told her this was a sword technique.

"What a slow sword technique."

This was Gongsun Yunshang's most direct feeling. Such a sword technique was useless, incapable of even killing a chicken, let alone a person.

"This Yang Yu is nothing special."

Gongsun Yunshang gave Yang Yu a poor evaluation.

Yang Yu was still immersed in his own world.

Four-tenths!

He had actually comprehended four-tenths of the Tai Chi sword technique, not far from the minor mastery. If he could fully master such a top-tier martial art, Yang Yu could hardly imagine his combat power.

Twenty minutes had passed.

Gongsun Yunshang looked at everyone again. At this point, everyone had closed their eyes, and her sword dance could be considered over.

No, there was still one person.

"What kind of sword technique is this guy learning? He can't even be a sword technique novice!" Gongsun Yunshang looked at Yang Yu, who still had his eyes open.

In fact, she didn't know that Yang Yu was using his mind in two ways.

Others were comprehending the sword dance in the air, but Yang Yu was combining it with the image of the Tai Chi sword technique in his mind, comparing and contrasting, which allowed him to comprehend it so quickly. If he closed his eyes, it would be like going back to the dark times of the past.

In other words.

Gongsun Yunshang's sword dance was the key, and the image in Yang Yu's mind was the treasure it unlocked. Yang Yu had already opened the treasure and was now stealing its contents.

"Such a good position, wasted. I won't invite Tang Wei again in the future." Gongsun Yunshang had already made up her mind. Dancing for a sword technique novice made her feel very disappointed.

"Huh, is it over?" A flash of insight crossed Yang Yu's eyes. He noticed that the sword dance in front of him no longer had that profound flavor.

His movements naturally stopped.

"Hmph, the sword dance is over." Gongsun Yunshang glared at Yang Yu.

Yang Yu was taken aback. Seeing that everyone else was meditating, he entered his mind and found that no matter how he looked at the images, he no longer had that feeling.

"Comprehended five-tenths." Yang Yu muttered to himself, feeling a bit disappointed. If he could have persisted for a few more minutes, he was confident he could have advanced the Tai Chi sword technique to six-tenths, at which point it would be considered minor mastery.

Unfortunately!

Yang Yu sighed helplessly. The difference between entry and minor mastery was still significant, and a one-tenth difference could mean a world of difference.

Yang Yu slowly got up.

"Leaving?" Gongsun Yunshang looked at Yang Yu.

"Yes, I can only comprehend to this extent. I wonder if I will have another chance to see Miss Gongsun dance?" Yang Yu thought for a moment and asked.

Gongsun Yunshang, hearing this, looked at Yang Yu with displeasure: "You watched my sword dance and comprehended almost nothing. Coming here is a waste. You don't need to come again in the future."

Yang Yu felt a bit strange.

"Looking at your hand movements, they don't resemble any sword technique. They are slow and clumsy, not even capable of killing a chicken, let alone a person. Don't waste a position." Gongsun Yunshang explained.

Yang Yu was stunned. Was there something wrong with his hand movements? That was authentic Tai Chi sword technique, after all. Although he had only comprehended five-tenths, he had still managed to express some of its profound principles, which were far superior to ordinary sword techniques.

"Alright, stop moving your hands. If you want to learn the sword, start from the beginning." Gongsun Yunshang shook her head and ignored Yang Yu. In her view, Yang Yu had extremely low comprehension and was a sword technique novice.

Yang Yu did not explain and was too lazy to do so.

He slowly turned around, and peach blossoms fell, creating a beautiful scene.

His two fingers made a slight turn, pulling and guiding, and a peach blossom that was falling began to slowly move, then started to revolve between his two fingers.

It was an incredible sight.

"Not bad."

Yang Yu smiled and continued to guide his fingers. The peach blossom seemed to be trapped in a cage, moving up and down, dancing like a butterfly, beautiful and profound. With the final rotation, the peach blossom landed in his palm.

Holding a peach blossom, Yang Yu stepped away.

At this moment.

The maid checking the invitation letters a short distance in front of Yang Yu covered her mouth. Only she had seen the incredible sight between Yang Yu's two fingers. And she was not an ordinary maid; everyone who had seen Gongsun's sword dance knew she was a sword maid, Gongsun Yunshang's personal attendant.

"Shh!"

Yang Yu signaled the sword maid not to speak, then smiled and left. Although he had not comprehended the Tai Chi sword technique to minor mastery today, the gains were still significant.

As soon as Yang Yu left.

The sword maid hurriedly ran into the pavilion.

"Miss, what I said is true. He used his two fingers to make the peach blossom dance, definitely comprehending some supreme sword technique." The sword maid said excitedly.

"I saw his two fingers too. They were very slow, with no power. It doesn't look like a high-level sword technique." Gongsun Yunshang still didn't believe it.

The sword maid became anxious, picked up a fallen peach blossom from the ground, and threw it into the air. She then moved her hands, but within three seconds, the peach blossom fell to the ground.

"Miss, did you see?" The sword maid pointed to the peach blossom on the ground. "I couldn't make it stay in the air with both hands, but Yang Yu did it with just two fingers. Can you do that?"

Gongsun Yunshang was stunned.

"Miss, to further your sword dance, you need to watch a more profound sword technique. I think Yang Yu is your opportunity." The sword maid said finally.

Gongsun Yunshang's expression changed. "Two fingers making a peach blossom stay in the air, could it be that I didn't understand his sword technique?"

Gongsun Yunshang thought of a possibility: Yang Yu's comprehended sword technique was so profound that she couldn't understand it.

"Miss, he has already left. Why don't we go find him now?" The sword maid said.

"No rush." Gongsun Yunshang shook her head. "I know Yang Yu. He has a close relationship with my confidante Tang Wei, so it's easy to find him."

"Great, Miss." The sword maid said excitedly.

"A sword technique that I can't understand, could he have comprehended sword intent?" Gongsun Yunshang muttered to herself.

At that moment, a person behind her suddenly stood up, looked at Yang Yu's mat, and a killing intent surged out.

"Leaving first, damn it!" Huang Yunhui said and quickly ran out.

"Miss, that person just now?" The sword maid saw Huang Yunhui and felt his naked killing intent.

"There will be a show." Gongsun Yunshang smiled. "This person is likely to kill Yang Yu. Let's go, Xiaorong, and see the supreme sword technique you mentioned."

Xiaorong, the sword maid, immediately nodded, and the two quickly disappeared, leaving behind dozens of martial artists still struggling to comprehend the sword technique.

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