Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

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As Dongfang Bubai's pipa playing grew more urgent, it was as if the battle had reached its most intense moment, with countless falling leaves resembling soldiers arrayed in battle formation, launching a do-or-die charge.

The falling leaves were like soldiers wielding long swords, shooting towards Yue Yuchen.

Yue Yuchen stretched out his right hand, and countless leaves swirled and danced in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, he raised and pushed the leaves forward, making them appear like sword-wielding warriors charging towards a vast army.

As Dongfang Bubai plucked the last note, the true energy and sword energy clash between the two, creating a thunderous sound.

Three feet in front of the two, it seemed as if a curtain of rain composed of fallen leaves and powder was falling.

As Dongfang Bubai stopped pointing, a crack silently appeared in the wooden pipa, and then with a crisp sound, the entire pipa split in two.

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At this moment, the two clashed for the first time, and neither could gain the upper hand.

Dongfang Bubai raised his head, revealing a face of unparalleled beauty, his voice magnetic yet not grating: "Ever since Lan Fenghuang mentioned you, I've wanted to meet you. I never expected that this trip to Hengshan would give me the opportunity to meet you."

Yue Yuchen looked at Dongfang Bubai's fingers, which were long, strong, and flawless, the hands that held a sword: "The sect leader's martial arts skills also make me eager to learn."

"Since mastering the Sunflower Manual, this is the first time I've encountered someone as interesting as you." Dongfang Bubai stood up with a flick of his sleeve, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

“I know about your past. You brought the Huashan Sect to its former glory under Yue Buqun’s guidance. I originally thought that someone like you would follow the path of compassion. But after meeting you today, I realize that I was wrong. You are also a heartless person.”

Yue Yuchen was silent for a moment, then said, "I thought that the sect leader was keeping Yang Lianting and Ren Yingying alive because he was following the ruthless path of cutting off all paths to see me, but I didn't expect that the sect leader is a sentimental person."

Dongfang Bubai stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the waterfall...

"You are the first person who has piqued my interest enough to talk about anything. The mundane things of this world are really boring to me."

"Those two old monsters hidden in the palace, and Feng Qingyang of your Huashan Sect, are nothing but withered bones in a tomb."

"The entire cult is nothing but a bunch of foolish and vulgar people. Even Ren Woxing is just a stupid little man. Which of these people is worth my sincere feelings?"

"In this world, everyone is born, grows old, gets sick, and dies; only the sun and moon are eternal. I love this world, but I love all the people who have passed away even more."

Yue Yuchen nodded and said, "Therefore, the leader loves this world and regards ordinary people as pigs and dogs, so people naturally regard the leader as a madman."

"And what about you?" Dongfang Bubai turned around and said, "I thought you relied on the Huashan Sect, but now I realize I was so wrong. There is no emotion in your eyes."

Yue Yuchen chuckled...

"From the very beginning, I knew that this world was like a floating boat to me. Whether it was Mount Hua or the Demonic Sect, it didn't matter where I landed."

"One day, I will jump ship and go on to experience different stories. So I am willing to work hard to change Huashan, but I will not leave my footprints behind."

"I am but a passerby in this world, what have the years done for me?"

"So it was the 'Sole Way'," Dongfang Bubai sighed.

Yue Yuchen smiled slightly: "Since I started cultivating, only the sect leader understands me."

Dongfang Bubai looked at Yue Yuchen and laughed, "How ridiculous it is. People in this world regard me, a person with feelings, as a demon, but regard you, a heartless person, as righteous."

"Hahahaha... You don't kill people, it's just that you see all things in this world as ants. Sweeping the floor won't harm the lives of ants! Hahahaha..." Dongfang Bubai laughed wildly, his voice like rolling thunder, booming across the land.

Yue Yuchen nodded: "Many people in the world are ignorant. Even the leader lamented how many foolish people there are. How could these people possibly understand the realm of me and the leader?"

Yue Yuchen spoke softly, his voice mingling with Dongfang Bubai's maniacal laughter, each word reaching the ears and lingering there.

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"please"

Dongfang Bubai flipped his right hand, revealing an embroidery needle at the tip of his finger.

Yue Yuchen made a sword incantation with his right hand, and a sliver of sword light flashed at his fingertips: "Please, Master."

The two of them moved in a flash and disappeared from their original spot. When they reappeared, they had already leaped onto the waterfall.

As the two fought, Dongfang Bubai wielded a single embroidery needle with the whistling sound of a thousand-pound mace, shattering and cracking the stone walls along the way.

A glint of sword light flashed in Yue Yuchen's hand, yet as he swung it, it moved like a fluttering butterfly, leaving only deep, bottomless pits on the cliff face.

As the two fought faster and faster, their movements became so swift that the naked eye could no longer keep up.

All that remained was the rumbling sound of breaking rocks. Dust flew everywhere, water splashed in all directions, and explosions and ear-piercing sounds could be heard from time to time in the rising mist.

Linghu Chong smiled bitterly, unable to see where the two were at all, let alone see their fight.

The two figures flashed and clashed with swords in the waterfall, bursting forth with sword light and energy.

As the two men's palms collided, they staggered backward, causing the entire waterfall to explode into a cloud of mist, like a torrential downpour, cascading over a radius of ten feet.

The next moment, the two figures disappeared again. When they reappeared, they were ten feet away from Linghu Chong. A deep red figure and a dark blue figure flashed by.

All that remained were shattered trees scattered on the ground and broken branches and leaves flying everywhere.

A voice drifted from left to right, saying leisurely, "Junior brother, you should leave the woods. I will no longer hold back."

Linghu Chong looked around but couldn't see anyone, only the ancient trees around him that were constantly exploding.

Suddenly, a bright red figure appeared three zhang in front of him. With a slap of his right hand, an ancient tree was snapped in half. With another slap, the entire ancient tree shot into the air like a sharp arrow.

A figure flashed in the air, revealing a dark blue figure—Yue Yuchen. His right arm was like a sword; without dodging or evading, he swung his hand as if a sharp sword were cutting through the ancient tree in two.

When they looked again, the two figures had already disappeared, leaving only their afterimages.

The deafening explosions, like muffled thunder, echoed far into Hengyang City.

Countless people thought it was a thunderstorm, but they only heard the thunder and saw no dark clouds.

At the Hengyang Inn, Yue Buqun stood up in surprise and looked towards the east of Hengyang City: "It's Yu Chen and Dongfang Bubai!"

Ning Zhongze looked at her husband, and the two smiled at each other. They then used their lightness skills to head out of the city.

"Dongfang Bubai!" Master Dingyi and Daoist Tianmen exchanged a glance, then immediately got up and followed.

Chapter 44 Yue Yuchen and Dongfang Bubai 3

It is located east of Hengyang City, near Mount Heng.

Outside the dense forest, Linghu Chong had completely retreated from the woods, fearing that he might become a factor affecting Yue Yuchen.

A moment later, six figures ran over one after another. At the front were Yue Buqun and his wife, and Yue Lingshan.

Following closely behind were Abbess Dingyi, Daoist Tianmen, and Master Mo Da.

"Where is your senior brother?" Yue Buqun asked Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong smiled helplessly and pointed to the treetops of the dense forest, where trees fell in droves with a rumbling sound.

As the trees fell from east to west in the dense forest, Linghu Chong pointed to the constantly shifting direction and said, "Senior Brother and Dongfang Bubai are over there."

When Yue Buqun and his wife, along with Abbess Dingyi, Taoist Tianmen, Master Mo, and others looked over, they saw that the forest was like an earth dragon turning over, with explosions and the sound of weapons clashing everywhere.

The sounds were as dense as rain and as fast as lightning, rising in clouds of dust as trees fell. Occasionally, two figures in red and blue robes could be seen flashing by.

As the two figures passed by, it was as if the gods were clearing a path, forcefully carving out a clearing in the forest, leaving only a tree stump as tall as a person standing alone in the same spot.

The ground was littered with flying twigs and leaves, and riddled with craters. It was a scene of utter devastation: only ruins and not a soul in sight.

Yue Lingshan, standing to the side, was stunned and asked, "Was this caused by Senior Brother and Dongfang Bubai?"

Linghu Chong nodded and said...

"It's impossible to get close. They're too fast and too lethal. If you step into the woods, you could be injured by the aftershocks of their fight at any moment."

"Fortunately, they fought in the wild. If it had happened in Hengyang City, there would probably have been countless deaths and injuries."

Abbess Dingyi asked urgently, "Senior Brother Yue, what's going on?"

Yue Buqun gave a wry smile and said, "Last night, Dongfang Bubai sent a letter inviting my disciple to a gathering here. I never expected... it would turn out like this!"

Abbess Dingyi asked in surprise, "Is it your disciple Yue Yuchen?"

Seeing Yue Buqun nod, Master Dingyi and Daoist Tianmen couldn't help but gasp. They then looked at the relentless battle raging in the distant woods.

Everyone instinctively thought, "Could this really be caused by a human being?"

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"Isn't your swordsmanship based on the Huashan swordsmanship?" In the dense forest, a voice that was neither male nor female seemed to come from all directions.

At the same time, a clear, cold voice seemed to be everywhere: "I am a direct descendant of the Quanzhen School, so of course I take the Quanzhen Sword Technique as my foundation and the Five Mountains Sword Technique as my application."

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, I am inferior to you," the androgynous voice sighed.

“The sect leader’s lightness skill and speed are not my strengths,” Yue Yuchen said.

During their conversation, two figures flashed and stood at the edge of the woods. Yue Lingshan opened her mouth to shout, but Ning Zhongze immediately covered her mouth.

The two figures paused for only a moment before colliding again. Their casual clap of hands seemed to create ripples in the air.

Yue Yuchen thrust out his sword, which was originally the simplest of strikes, but as he approached Dongfang Bubai, his finger flicked, as if he had unleashed a thousand swords.

"What a fine move, Hengshan Clouds and Mist Ever-Changing! Mo Da is far inferior to you." As Dongfang Bubai spoke, his figure swayed, leaving countless afterimages in his place.

The next moment, an embroidery needle was pointed directly at Yue Yuchen's right eye from an unbelievable angle.

Yue Yuchen flicked his sword finger upwards, as if the Milky Way were flowing backwards. His two fingers unleashed a force of a thousand pounds, like a pillar supporting the sky, smashing down on the embroidery needle.

"The Master's Sunflower Manual lives up to its name. What is this move called?" Yue Yuchen asked, looking at the omnipresent figures around him.

"Phantom Cloud Trail." Dongfang Bubai's voice was like a ghost, omnipresent.

The two fought with lightning speed, their figures blurring and leaving afterimages everywhere. Their hands clashed, and Yue Yuchen suddenly let out a cold snort and retreated into the depths of the woods.

Dongfang Bubai chuckled softly and vanished like a shadow, leaving only a constantly moving afterimage.

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"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Yue Lingshan asked anxiously.

Ning Zhongze shook his head, his face turning grim.

The next moment, several screams suddenly came from deep in the woods, and it was unclear who was behind them.

"So it's just a little monk from Shaolin Temple," Dongfang Bubai's voice rang out. "Oh, and there are two useless Wudang monks too. Aren't you going to chase after them?"

“What’s the point of talking about a clown?” Yue Yuchen said.

With a deafening roar, all other sounds ceased in the woods.

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After waiting a moment, there was no sound from the woods. Yue Buqun and his wife used their lightness skills to head towards the last scream.

The group followed closely behind and arrived there in a short while. Only a figure in a dark blue Taoist robe remained in the original spot; it was Yue Yuchen.

Yue Buqun and his wife hurried over and saw a circle of monks lying around them; judging from their attire, they were Shaolin monks.

Yue Yuchen's face was pale. He covered his mouth and coughed a few times, then smiled and called out "Master and Mistress".

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You defeated Dongfang Bubai in a direct confrontation.

You've realized that Dongfang Bubai and you have taken different paths, and you can't help but sigh that the road ahead is long, but you have a kindred spirit.

[As the system has notified you, you have unknowingly reached the pinnacle of this world, and unknowingly, a lonely inner demon has appeared within you.]

You were hurt, but you've become more at peace with yourself. Anyone who thinks they can take advantage of you is just trying to pull a tooth from a tiger's mouth—they're asking for trouble.

As the system's narration began, Yue Yuchen paid no attention, feeling only an extraordinary sense of exhilaration. After being alone for so long, he had finally found a companion.

Ning Zhongze had already reached him and asked anxiously, "How are you? Are you injured?"

Yue Yuchen shook his head: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious. Dongfang Bubai isn't having an easy time either; it won't be able to recover for at least a year or two."

As he spoke, Yue Yuchen coughed up a mouthful of black blood, which splattered onto the tree trunk as if it had been pierced by a sharp sword.

After spitting out the stagnant blood, Yue Yuchen's face turned from white to red, and his blood and energy seemed to have improved a lot.

Yue Buqun frowned as he looked at the group of monks on the ground: "What's going on with these Shaolin monks?"

Yue Yuchen said dismissively, "They're just a few clowns, clueless and trying to ambush us."

Yue Buqun's face was grim, and he said resentfully, "Shaolin, it's Shaolin again, they really are like a persistent ghost."

Yue Yuchen waved his hand and said, "Master, don't worry. Shaolin has no masters of the same level and will never provoke us. They will also pretend they don't know anything about this."

At this point, Yue Yuchen sighed, "Master and Mistress, I must go ahead and return to Mount Hua for seclusion. Please take care on your journey."

After saying that, Yue Yuchen's figure flickered and appeared seven or eight zhang away. With another flicker, he completely disappeared into the depths of the forest.