Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

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"But why didn't the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect greet us when they came to Henan?" Before he arrived, his voice had already reached them. An Fengri's voice was like his golden sword, loud and dazzling, and he was a chivalrous man by nature.

Geng Wanzhong and his junior sister Hua Wanzi exchanged a glance, and Geng Wanzhong immediately spoke first: "Is this Chief An of the Golden Knife Clan? Geng Wanzhong of the Snow Mountain Sect greets you!"

An Fengri glanced at them and, without any formalities, asked in return, "Are you all here for the Xuan Tie Token as well?"

Geng Wanzhong didn't bother to hide it and nodded, saying, "Indeed, we heard that the Xuan Tie Token had appeared in the martial world, so we came here specifically to take a look, it's just a pity..."

He pointed to Wu Daotong's already rotting and decaying corpse: "We're too late. Wu Daotong has already been killed, and the Xuan Tie Token has probably been stolen."

An Fengri glanced at Wu Daotong's corpse, but didn't know whether he should say that Wu Daotong died at the hands of the Golden Knife Stronghold. The key point was that he hadn't managed to snatch the Xuan Tie Token either!

"The Shi Qing couple came again. I wonder if they found it?" An Fengri thought to himself.

For a moment, everyone was speechless. Geng Wanzhong and Hua Wanzi exchanged a strange glance.

Logically speaking, Jin Dao Village is a local landlord, and since it concerns the Xuan Tie Token, An Fengri should at least have asked about it. But now he looks hesitant and doesn't even ask.

"Could it be... that the Xuan Tie Token has already fallen into An Fengri's hands?" the two thought at the same time.

An Fengri was unaware that his hesitation had only made the Snow Mountain Sect suspicious of him, and he had no idea where to reason with them.

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Just as the atmosphere became delicate, the sound of hooves rang out again from outside the town. Two fine horses, one black and one white, galloped in from outside the town. It was Shi Qing and his wife who had returned.

"Strange, why are they only arriving now?" An Fengri didn't know that the couple had returned and thought they had just arrived.

But these two were riding fine BMWs, and they had set off before me, so they shouldn't have arrived so late.

At this moment, Shi Qing and Min Rou had dismounted. Min Rou stepped closer and cupped her hands, saying, "Senior Brother Geng, Junior Sister Hua, we heard people talking about it earlier, and we guessed that some disciples from the Snow Mountain Sect had entered the seclusion. We didn't expect it to be the two of you. How is Yu'er?"

The beginning was fine, but as soon as she said the next thing, the Snow Mountain Sect disciples glared at her angrily. Hua Wanzi was quick to speak and wanted to say a few sarcastic remarks on the spot, but Geng Wanzhong reached out and pulled her back.

Hua Wanzi glanced at An Fengri at the scene, snorted coldly, and did not answer.

Shi Qing and Min Rou were taken aback, wondering if their only son had gotten into some trouble, otherwise why would the Snow Mountain Sect disciples all look at their enemy like this?

Just then, Shi Qing exclaimed in surprise and looked behind the Snow Mountain Sect disciples.

Following his gaze, everyone saw the little beggar who had been sitting there holding a black piece of iron the size of a fingernail.

Xie Yanke arrived, discovered Wu Daotong was dead, and, filled with anger, prepared to leave.

You produced the Xuan Tie Token, and Xie Yanke stayed behind, but he remained hidden, watching the show from the shadows.

The system's voiceover made Su Yuchen a little anxious. Xie Yanke was the nanny he had booked, and he couldn't just leave like that.

Su Yuchen immediately took out the Xuan Tie Token, and, afraid that the group of people wouldn't see it, he deliberately tossed it around, thinking, "Now you won't leave, right?"

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"The Mysterious Iron Token?" Shi Qing asked in surprise.

Upon hearing this, the Snow Mountain Sect disciples immediately turned around and surrounded the beggar. Before Hua Wanzi could speak, An Fengri had already drawn his golden knife and stepped in front of the little beggar.

As soon as An Fengri made a move, the Snow Mountain Sect disciples around him immediately followed suit, thrusting out their long swords.

Before An Fengri could even touch the Xuan Tie Token, he was forced to turn around and save himself. He brandished his golden sword and unleashed the "Eight Directions of Night Battle," slashing in eight directions.

The blade moved swiftly and nimbly, dancing in a golden light, blocking the seven or eight longswords of the Snow Mountain Sect disciples from its reach.

The disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, having come from the same school, naturally had excellent teamwork. Together, they formed a sword net with seven longswords, trapping An Fengri within it.

An Fengri's Golden Saber technique is based on the Taoist Bagua (Eight Trigrams) and involves wielding a saber along the way. It combines the Bagua saber technique with battlefield combat skills and is naturally adept at fighting against superior numbers.

For a time, the two sides went back and forth, and ended up fighting to a standstill.

Chapter 62 Everyone Arrives 3

Everyone had come for the Xuan Tie Token, and now that the token appeared, Shi Qing and Min Rou, a married couple, didn't hold back. They were of one mind and drew their swords at the same time.

Two sword lights, one black and one white, like two agile dragons, suddenly entered the sword net. Shi Qing and his wife did not want to hurt anyone, so the long swords in their hands had a touch of skill.

With a gentle slash and a sweep, Shi Qing's longsword moved from left to right, and the internal energy attached to the sword simultaneously bound the four swords together, instantly creating a gap in the sword net.

At the same time, Min Rou's longsword flashed, its tip pointing directly at the Snow Mountain Sect disciple's wrist. In a flash of cold light, four longswords fell to the ground with a clang.

However, Min Rou did not harm anyone. She used the blade of her sword to knock the longswords out of the four people's hands: "Excuse me!"

Hua Wanzi's face was filled with rage, and she slashed her sword directly at Min Rou's right hand. Seeing this, Geng Wanzhong and his junior sister attacked at the same time.

Min Rou smiled slightly, and her longsword suddenly became faster and faster, unleashing more than ten strikes in the blink of an eye. The sword's momentum seemed fierce, but it possessed a soft and gentle power, trapping the two of them within the longsword.

Shi Qing clearly had great confidence in his wife. He rushed into the sword net without even looking, and with a flick of his sword, he caught An Fengri's sword move.

As soon as their swords clashed, An Fengri was taken aback. He felt his golden saber being pulled to the side, and in that instant, Shi Qing's sword was already grazing the golden saber, slashing towards his right hand.

Seeing that his right hand was about to be lost, An Fengri was about to let go and discard the knife, but Shi Qing flipped his longsword and caught the golden knife, then stuffed the golden knife back into his own hand.

Shi Qing smiled slightly and reached out to grab the little beggar's hand. An Fengri blushed, knowing that the other party had already yielded and saved his face.

They immediately let Shi Qing do as he pleased. Seeing the Xuan Tie Token about to fall into their hands, Shi Qing and Min Rou were overjoyed. Just then, a bluish-gray figure flashed and snatched the iron piece from Su Yuchen's hand.

"Put it down!" Shi Qing and Min Rou were both startled. They simultaneously attacked the two sides of the newcomer with their longswords, one to the left and one to the right. Shi Qing's sword tip pointed towards the newcomer's Chize and Shenmen points; Min Rou's sword tip thrust towards the newcomer's Yunmen and Zhongfu points.

The man chuckled coldly, "The Black and White Twin Swords are nothing special!"

As they spoke, their hands reached into the sword net. A series of clanging sounds were heard, and Shi Qing and his wife felt a numbness in their hands, almost causing the longsword to slip from their grasp.

The two were startled and leaped backward at the same time. The man did not chase after them. With a flick of his sleeve, his wide sleeve simultaneously wrapped around the longsword of the Snow Mountain Sect disciple and An Fengri's golden knife.

With a mere flick of his wrist, a series of clanging sounds echoed on the ground. An Fengri and the Snow Mountain Sect disciples turned pale as their weapons were snatched away.

The man stood proudly, ignoring everyone around him, his gaze fixed on the piece of iron in his hand, clearly overjoyed. Shi Qing's eyes flickered, and he clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "Are you Xie Yanke?"

The man glanced at Shi Qing, then chuckled strangely, "The couple from Xuan Su Manor in Jiangnan have always been renowned for their swordsmanship. Seeing them today, I can confirm their reputation is well-deserved. Even my finger-flicking technique failed to disarm you two."

Then the man chuckled and tossed the iron piece in his hand: "I didn't expect to retrieve this last Xuan Tie Token so easily. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't bother with you."

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After saying that, Xie Yanke turned to leave, but Su Yuchen, while stuffing the silver from the bowl into his pocket, called out, "Wait."

Xie Yanke turned his head and saw that it was the little beggar. Just as he was about to ignore him, the little beggar spoke up: "You stole my things and just left like that, what kind of business is that?"

"Yours?" Xie Yanke asked with a strange look, confirming in disbelief.

Su Yuchen nodded, then looked up and asked, "Did you steal it from me? Taking something without asking is theft, don't you admit it?"

Everyone looked at Xie Yanke with strange expressions upon hearing this, turning to see how he would respond.

"Hey," Xie Yanke's face turned pale and then flushed, his expression unpredictable.

Although he was sometimes righteous and sometimes evil, and acted entirely according to his own likes and dislikes, countless people from both the legitimate and criminal worlds died at his hands, he was always the most trustworthy person.

Snatching the Xuan Tie Token from a beggar now would be a breach of his promise. If he left now and these people found out, wouldn't he be seen as a faithless and untrustworthy person?

He glanced at the little beggar, his eyes darting around, and a money bag appeared in his hand. He spread his fingers open, revealing a golden interior...

"Little beggar, how about I trade this bag of gold leaves for this piece of iron?"

Su Yuchen scoffed, "If you gave me a piece of silver, I might have traded it."

Seeing the curious looks on everyone's faces, Su Yuchen continued, "But you insisted on exchanging it for a bag of gold leaves, which means the iron piece is obviously much more valuable than that bag of gold leaves."

"Do you think I look like a fool?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Wanzi couldn't help but burst out laughing. Then, remembering the rumors about Xie Yanke, she immediately covered her mouth to stop laughing.

Although the others were not as bold as Hua Wanzi, their faces also turned red, clearly showing they were struggling to hold back.

Xie Yanke's face darkened. He hadn't expected the little beggar to be so clever. He raised his arm, a flash of green energy in his palm, and was about to strike when he suddenly remembered that he had sworn not to harm the person holding the Xuan Tie Token.

Shi Qing and his wife, disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, and An Fengri, seeing Xie Yanke's anger, were both worried for the little beggar. Then they saw Xie Yanke suddenly lower his hand.

Then he pointed to the longswords in Shi Qing and his wife's hands and said to Su Yuchen, "These two have longswords that are rare and powerful weapons. How about I take them from you and give them to you?"

Shi Qing and Min Rou tightened their grip on their longswords, clearly wary of Xie Yanke's sudden attack.

Su Yuchen shook his head: "I don't want to!"

Before Xie Yanke could ask a question, Su Yuchen turned to Shi Qing and his wife and said, "Uncle, may I ask what this piece of iron is for? Why are so many of you trying to take it?"

Shi Qing glanced at Xie Yanke and saw that although his expression was unpleasant, he did not stop him. He immediately explained to him, "This Xuan Tie token is a keepsake that Senior Xie gave to a friend. It is said that as long as someone presents this Xuan Tie token to him, he can ask him to do something!"

Su Yuchen nodded and looked at Xie Yanke, saying, "Alright, I have something I need you to do."

"Huh?" Everyone was startled upon hearing this. Many people thought to themselves, "Could this little beggar be sent by someone else?" Even Xie Yanke's face darkened, thinking that he had been tricked by someone.

Then Su Yuchen asked, "Old man, where do you live?"

Xie Yanke was stunned for a moment before realizing that the old man was referring to him. He pointed at himself, still not believing it.

Seeing Su Yuchen nod, meaning "You, stop pointing," Xie's face immediately darkened, and he turned away without answering. It was Shi Qing who explained for him, "This Senior Xie lives on Motian Ridge and is known as the Motian Hermit."

Chapter 63 Xie Yanke and Su Yuchen

Su Yuchen nodded and looked at Xie Yanke...

"Old man, let's go back to Motianling."

"Old man, I want you to support me for ten years."

"Within these ten years, you must obtain for me any medicinal herbs, especially rare and precious ones."

"What did you say?" Xie Yanke asked incredulously.

Su Yuchen nodded firmly, saying with absolute certainty, "Old man, you heard me right. Didn't you say you could do something for me? What? You want to back out?"

“Heh…” Xie Yanke stroked the black iron token and said, “I, Xie Yanke, always keep my word and grant every request. How could I possibly go back on my word?”

Su Yuchen said, "That's fine then, let's go!"

Xie Yanke's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said...

“Little beggar, if you want to find a place to live out the rest of your life in peace, you don’t need to go to my Motianling. I can set up a farm for you in the water towns of Jiangnan, how about that?”

"What kind of medicinal herbs do you need? Rare and precious herbs are readily available in Jiangnan, a prosperous place."

Su Yuchen shook his head and said, "A child carrying gold in the marketplace? Are you stupid or am I? You're such a grown man, don't you even think before you speak!"

After saying that, he gave Xie Yanke a look that made his hands itch with anger, and even the others were so angry that they wanted to laugh but dared not.

It's truly a strange tale in the martial arts world that the dignified hermit Xie Yanke could be taught a lesson by a little beggar.

"you……"

Xie Yanke was furious. His face darkened, but then he suddenly remembered something. A glint of anger flashed across his face, and he shouted, "Do you want to learn my martial arts? Who sent you here?"

Upon hearing Xie Yanke's words, everyone was immediately surprised, clearly not having considered this possibility. They couldn't help but wonder if there was someone behind this little beggar, whose target was Xie Yanke.

Xie Yanke has killed countless people over the years, making numerous enemies in the martial arts world; he was also betrayed by his disciple years ago, which makes him both righteous and evil, causing him to be in a state of turmoil.

One moment he suspected that the little beggar was sent by his enemy to find a weakness in his martial arts; the next moment he suspected that he might be sent by the descendant of his wicked disciple to test him.

"Is your martial arts skill that great?" Su Yuchen asked with disdain.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yanke's expression first relaxed, then darkened like a storm cloud: "You little beggar, you look down on my martial arts?"

Min Rou, being kind-hearted, couldn't help but say, "Young brother, this Senior Xie's martial arts are incredibly high. If you could learn even a little bit from him..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xie Yanke waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind swept in, whistling through the air; a dozen feet away, Shi Qing and Min Rou struck out with their palms, one on each side.

With a dull thud, Xie Yanke remained motionless, while Shi Qing and Min Rou took three steps back.

Everyone was astonished. Xie Yanke's internal strength was so profound that even the combined efforts of Shi Qing and his wife were no match for his casual strike.

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"Hey……"

Su Yuchen sneered and, before anyone could react, picked up a shard of wooden window from the ground.

With a flick of his right hand, he slashed downwards with the wooden piece, leaving several afterimages in a flash; then he thrust, blocked, chopped, and parried with the wooden piece; finally, he threw the wooden piece away and flicked it repeatedly with his right index finger.

"A cloaked sword? The Azure Dragon Blade?"

"Snow Mountain Sword Technique?"

"The Xuan Su Twin Swords?"

"The Finger Flicking Divine Skill?"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, recognizing that the little beggar was using the exact same martial arts move they had just used, without missing a beat.