Immortality begins with the Swordsman.

Chapter 14 The Younger Generation

Su Qingxue left quietly.

Just as she came quietly, waving her sleeves without taking away a single cloud, leaving everyone with only a sense of loss.

Chu Buxiu and the others had often been "punished" by Gu Changfeng, and had long harbored resentment in their hearts.

He had been fully expecting that Su Qingxue's arrival would give Gu Changfeng a hard time and dampen his arrogance.

After all, the reputation of "Flying Snow Fairy" does not come from her beauty, but from the sword in her hand - Snow is Blood.

But the result?

She obediently learned some Huashan numerals, then turned and gracefully left, which was truly disappointing.

but--

Chu Buxiu and the others soon had new expectations.

Rather than watching Gu Changfeng being reprimanded by his martial uncle Su Qingxue, they were more looking forward to the "main event" to come.

then.

All eyes turned to Feng Buping.

For the disciples of the Sword and Qi sects, there were not many distractions; their endless struggle was solely based on the ideology of prioritizing the sword or the qi.

But overall, the resentment of the Qi Sect disciples was much stronger.

In the ensuing fight, the Qi Sect disciples were almost completely overwhelmed by the Sword Sect disciples, utterly powerless to retaliate and utterly humiliated.

It wasn't until Gu Changfeng appeared out of nowhere that they were able to vent their anger.

now.

The two young prodigies from the Sword and Qi sects finally faced each other on the arena, and a great battle was about to break out.

It's something to look forward to.

Feng Buping, his expression grave, slowly stepped forward: "Junior Brother Gu, please enlighten me!"

Gu Changfeng, however, wore a half-smile, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Senior Brother Feng, how old are you this year?"

Feng Buping was taken aback, then replied, "Twenty-seven."

"I am seventeen years old this year."

What do you mean by that?

A hint of doubt flashed in Feng Buping's eyes as he thought to himself, "Is he implying that I'm bullying the weak?"

Gu Changfeng chuckled, "Has Senior Brother Feng considered that my loss in this battle was due to my youth, while your loss proves that the Sword Sect is inferior to the Qi Sect?"

Feng Buping was slightly taken aback, then a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Junior Brother Gu, you have quite the sharp tongue... I lost, which only proves that my skills are inferior. Further words are useless, please draw your sword."

Gu Changfeng turned to the side, drew a long sword from Chu Buxiu's waist, and said to Feng Buping, "Be careful."

After saying that, a flash of sword light appeared, like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying the force of wind and thunder as it pierced straight at Feng Buping!

It was just one sword strike.

Feng Buping immediately sensed the opponent's sharp sword wind and immense power, and was taken aback: "How old is he, yet his internal strength is so formidable?"

He moved swiftly, his swordsmanship light and agile as the wind, a style that relied on techniques rather than force, yet each strike was cunning and ruthless, faster and faster than the last, leaving the audience breathless.

Gu Changfeng, on the other hand, moved with steady steps, his swordsmanship concise and skillful, responding to every move with ease.

Whenever he couldn't defend against the opponent's moves, he would use his longsword to slash and chop, forcing Feng Buping to avoid his attacks.

This way, they can get out of their predicament.

Seeing this from the crowd, Chu Buxiu shouted, "Senior Brother Feng, although your swordsmanship is exquisite, you don't even dare to take a single blow from my Junior Brother Gu. What's the point of fighting? Just admit defeat already!"

Feng Buping blushed, feeling both ashamed and annoyed.

The longsword suddenly accelerated, like a sudden downpour, with the wind howling as if it would devour everything around it.

The people of northern Shaanxi are known for their fierce and complex social structure. He was sent there by his master to control various factions for several years, so he was no ordinary person.

He even comprehended the power of the wind amidst the loess and sandstorms, incorporating it into his sword to create a stunning and unparalleled sword technique.

Although only eighteen moves have been created so far, their brilliance is already evident, and their power is astonishing.

If it weren't for this battle, which concerns the honor and disgrace of the Sword Sect, we couldn't afford to lose.

He would never use it.

For a moment, Gu Changfeng felt a chill run through him, and his face and hands stung slightly from the fierce wind. He frowned and thought, "He's already created the 'Whirlwind Swift Sword' at this time?"

Lin Qingxuan stood at the back of the crowd, glanced at the crowd, and exclaimed in surprise, "The Sword Sect has indeed produced a genius."

The Qi Sect disciples watching were dazzled, and although they didn't say anything, they all secretly cheered.

however--

Gu Changfeng remained as calm as a mountain, executing a set of the most basic Huashan beginner sword techniques with fluid grace and flawless execution.

He remained steadfast and unwavering, adapting to any situation regardless of how Feng Buping's moves changed.

Upon seeing this, Lin Qingxuan stroked his beard with satisfaction and smiled, "It seems that this one from our Qi Sect is a genius among geniuses."

Finally, Feng Buping finished using all eighteen moves, and there was a momentary pause between the sword moves.

Gu Changfeng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he abruptly spun his longsword, thrusting it out with a whoosh.

This sword strike was fierce and powerful, like the sudden burst of sunlight, lightning flashing and thunder roaring!

"It was that sword."

Cai Ling Shuang was suddenly startled, recognizing it as the sword technique that Gu Changfeng's father had taught him when Gu Changfeng came to apologize that day.

when--!

The long sword in Feng Buping's hand flew out of his grasp.

His face turned pale instantly, and he involuntarily took a step back, his throat trembling slightly: "I lost!"

His voice was filled with a sense of desolation and dejection.

Whether he is willing to admit it or not,

This defeat

It was not only his personal failure, but also a symbol that the Sword Sect was inferior to the Qi Sect.

It primarily uses swords and is powerful in the early game.

This is a well-known fact, and even disciples of the Qi Sect never deny it.

The real debate between the two cases actually took place later on, trying to determine who had the upper hand.

now.

They even lost in the "early game".

His beliefs began to crumble little by little.

Gu Changfeng pointed his longsword and said calmly, "Feng Buping, you practice your sword day and night. What kind of person do you want to become?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Buping immediately thought of his master, Cai Qingyan, and murmured, "Naturally, it's a peerless swordsman like my master."

Gu Changfeng circled around, then pointed his sword at everyone: "And what about you? What kind of person have you been striving to become after all this hard training?"

Before anyone could answer, he looked at Feng Buping again and suddenly said sternly, "Then what are you questioning? Uncle-Master Cai is a grandmaster of our time, a swordsman of unparalleled skill. Since you take him as your role model, how dare you question his path?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Qi Sect members immediately changed.

A disciple of the Qi Sect asked in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Gu, do you really think that 'focusing on the sword' is the right approach?"

Gu Changfeng sneered, "Who do you think you are? My master, Uncle Cai, Uncle Feng... they are all such people. Even they couldn't reach a conclusion on this matter. What right do you have to question who is right and who is wrong?"

"You should think about how you can become someone like your master! Even a genius like me wouldn't dare to be distracted or doubtful if I wanted to become like my master. You bunch of fools, how dare you harbor such thoughts!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shaken.

"Yes, I'm not as talented as Junior Brother Gu. If I want to become a renowned figure like Master, I have to be completely focused and dedicated to my work to even have a sliver of a chance..."

Feng Buping took a deep breath, cupped his hands to Gu Changfeng and said, "I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Junior Brother Gu. I have benefited greatly from today's battle. I will come to ask for your guidance again another day."

After saying that, he turned and left with Cheng Buyou, Cong Buqi, and Cai Lingshuang.