Chapter 517: Passing on the Art

The competition among hundreds of people didn’t take much time, and the top ten were quickly determined!
Besides Kai Xin, He Shi Yi, Xiao Yu Luo, and Zhen Long, who was skilled in fast swordsmanship, as well as the twin-bladed duo Cang Qiong, five more people emerged victorious with high scores.
Kai Xin rightfully became the leader of the Murong family clan with the best performance, earning the right to lead the group to Yan Zi Wu…
Yan Zi Wu was property of the Murong family clan, located near Man Tu Villa. Due to its secluded environment and convenient water routes, it was recognized by Jue Qing Gu, Tao Hua Dao, and the Nan Gong family clan as the ideal venue for the final pre-competition before the martial arts conference.
Only after the top ten young heroes were selected would they go to Hero Villa accompanied by the elders from all four factions!
The ten chosen by the Murong family clan this time!
Led by Kai Xin, they left Gusu and headed toward Su He.
Along the way, they realized that out of the ten members in the group, seven were from the Murong family, and they all knew each other well and got along very well. He Shi Yi, Zhen Long, and Cang Qiong seemed to have close relationships as well.
As for the remaining three, although Kai Xin wasn’t part of the Murong family, everyone knew that he was the real mastermind behind them—a fact that was already a well-known secret in the martial world.
The other two were Xiao Yu Luo, who was petite and adorable, and loved by everyone… There was only one more man, named Zi Shan, who silently followed behind the group, saying nothing and seeming out of place.
“Xiao Yu Luo.”
Along the way, Kai Xin took the initiative to speak to her: “Although ‘Shen He Zi’ is a quick-firing finger technique with great power, your starting posture takes too long, making it easy to predict your attack trajectory. It seems you’ve practiced for too long without enough real combat experience. In the future, pay attention to concealing your starting posture, as this will further enhance its power. When you reach a proficient level and can control it at will, your attacks will be so sudden that even I would be terrified fighting against you.”
“That’s right,” He Shi Yi nodded in agreement, seemingly deeply understanding: “Indeed, this technique is incredibly powerful. Its instant damage is almost as great as my full-force arrow attacks. If used suddenly in battle, even immortals wouldn’t be able to withstand it.”
Xiao Yu Luo’s eyes lit up!
“Oh really.”
“Since junior sister Xiao Yu Luo is already so skilled, senior brother Kai Xin, please give us some guidance too,” the other disciples asked.
Zhen Long and Cang Qiong also understood, having seen Kai Xin in action.
Though simple, each move was swift and decisive, without any hesitation. Although it was a legendary technique, compared to what ordinary people used, it was like one being in the heavens and the other on earth.

“Yes, I’m also thinking now about how to further enhance the lethality and speed of my swordsmanship. I don’t know exactly how fast Xiao San and I are.” Zhen Long scratched the back of his head and asked earnestly. The latter pondered for a moment: “There’s only one difference between Xiao San’s speed and yours.” “Oh?” Zhen Long had originally asked out of curiosity, not expecting Kai Xin to respond immediately and seem to understand both Xiao San and himself very well, which greatly boosted his spirits. Everyone else was aware of the prowess of Xiao San, the Swift Swordmaster, and also knew that Zhen Long had already reached an extreme level of speed—thanks not only to his skilled swordsmanship but also to his weapon proficiency at level 3, placing him among the fastest among many renowned swordsmen. Hearing that Kai Xin seemed to have insights, even Zi Shan, who was standing outside the crowd, showed an attentive expression. “The spirit of the sword!” Kai Xin uttered a term unfamiliar to everyone, then began to explain in detail under their confused gazes: “Xiao San has practiced the Swift Sword for a long time and has always been known for his speed. He’s also smart—instead of exploring other paths, he focused solely on mastering the Swift Sword. In just half a year, he made significant progress. At Wan’an Temple, his swordsmanship had reached an astonishing level; his strikes were deadly. At that time, I realized that Xiao San must have grasped the essence of the Swift Sword.” “…” The crowd remained confused, except for Zi Shan, who showed surprise and stared thoughtfully at Kai Xin’s profile, a glint in his eyes. “Could you be more specific?” “You can only truly understand the spirit of the sword when you experience and comprehend it firsthand. It’s hard to explain… But I can tell you, Zhen Long… to make your swordsmanship faster, first, you must trust the sword in your hand and unleash the ‘sword’ in your heart—move forward without hesitation!” The others were still confused. This time, aside from Zi Shan, Zhen Long seemed to have some understanding. Touching his sword, he nodded slowly: “I think I understand a bit.” “You mean I should hesitate less when drawing my sword, relying on intuition…” “It makes sense.” Kai Xin smiled. Truly worthy of being a swordsmaster whose speed matched Xiao San’s, and indeed a disciple of the Murong family—he grasped the concept with just a little guidance. “Senior Kai Xin!” “I also want to ask…” Seeing that Zhen Long seemed to have understood and gained insights like Xiao Yu Luo, the others became eager and started asking questions, hoping to know the direction of their future efforts and how to improve their strength in a short time. Kai Xin, alone, found it hard to handle them all. With a wry smile, he let them ask one by one.

He also answered each question based on his experiences from past lives and his knowledge of various aspects, ensuring that everyone gained something valuable and was filled with surprise…
Along the way, the group became even more excited!
Even He Shiyi, who was highly skilled in archery, couldn’t help but ask tentatively, thinking that Happy, who had never used a bow or arrow before, probably wouldn’t have any constructive suggestions. But as soon as Happy spoke, his words shocked him: “I’m not very familiar with archery, but I know that a true archery master, facing an enemy head-on with integrity, can take a life with just one arrow—reaching the ultimate level of archery by integrating it with their will, making it impossible for even gods or demons to evade! Just like Little Li’s Flying Knife…”
“…”
Taking a deep breath, He Shiyi fell into deep thought.
At that moment, Zi Shan outside the crowd finally couldn’t hold back!
“Senior Happy, you always talk about will, but we’re not very clear about it. I just want to know if you’ve grasped the essence of swordsmanship. If so, why not demonstrate it right here?” This rather out-of-place person’s words immediately caught everyone’s attention.
However, it had to be said that his suggestion also suited everyone’s interests.
No one had personally experienced Happy’s strength; what could be described was that it was unfathomable and beyond confrontation, but no one knew exactly how!
“Okay!”
Happy glanced at Zi Shan and, under the latter’s surprised gaze, nodded without hesitation: “Sure, but I need an opponent.”
“I’ll do it!” Zi Shan volunteered.
“Very good.” Happy turned to the group and said, “Who can lend me a long sword? The more ordinary, the better.”
Xiao Yulu quickly removed his own sword, a rather ordinary but fine weapon. Happy was momentarily stunned, weighed it in his hand, and gave Xiao Yulu another look. With the latter’s slightly awkward expression, he nodded and smiled: “This one will do.”
As soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed!
“Chang!”
Amidst the clear sound of the sword’s hum, an astonishing aura surged upward, causing everyone to pale at once!
Then, to their disbelief, they saw that Happy hadn’t activated any special state nor made any moves—his sword had only been slightly drawn, just a minor action. Yet Zi Shan trembled and broke into cold sweat.
“Everyone, think carefully.” Happy decisively sheathed his sword and returned it to Xiao Yulu. “That’s enough. Let’s keep moving.”