With the sword in hand, Hua Wu Que continued to brandish it.
Sword Form, Sword Form!
There was only a sword shape.
Hua Wu Que could only feel the sword form after each strike.
"Inexplicable grief!"
The fourth move of the Inexplicable Sword Art!
When he used this move, Hua Wu Que suddenly felt a surge of grief in his heart.
"What's going on?"
Hua Wu Que was shocked and immediately stopped his sword.
The grief was inexplicable. Rumor had it that it was because Nameless's wife had been injured by someone. Nameless felt grief and bafflement, and he created this sword move out of his feelings.
The sword move was filled with inexplicable grief.
"Could it be that the inexplicable sorrow in this sword move is sword intent?”
As Hua Wu Que thought about it, he felt that this was the case.
"To be able to contain two sword essences in one move, Nameless is indeed not simple. As expected of someone who broke through to the Heavenly Sword long ago. I seemed to have understood something when I used it just now.”
Hua Wu Que thought to himself as he used this move again.
One move after another, but it was always the same move.
Inexplicable grief!
Gradually, the inexplicable sense of familiarity with grief became stronger and stronger.
His mastery of the technique quickly became perfect.
Hua Wu Que didn't stop there. Instead, he continued to use it.
Two hours passed.
He had reached perfection!
Hua Wu Que had already grasped the sword form to its limits with just this move.
Hua Wu Que's heart was gradually filled with grief and inexplicable feelings.
The embryonic form of sword intent!
And two!
At this moment, Hua Wu Que suddenly stopped.
"No, I'm stuck at the threshold of sword intent.”
Hua Wu Que shook his head slightly. He felt as if there was a thin layer of paper blocking his path to breaking through to sword intent.
"Is your cultivation still not enough?"
Hua Wu Que muttered to himself. He wasn't in a hurry and directly sheathed his sword.
It was already a great harvest to master the skill of inexplicable grief to the acme of perfection in just one night.
If he were to forcefully break through the sword essence, it would be as bad as going too far.
Even someone as talented as Dugu Qiubai had only grasped the sword form at the age of twenty, and only grasped the sword intent at the age of thirty.
Hua Wu Que was only 18 years old, but he had already reached the peak of the sword form. It was already extremely rare for him to have seen the threshold of sword intent.
This kind of thing could not be rushed and could only be done gradually.
Four hours of sword practice had exhausted Hua Wu Que, so it was more important for him to sleep.
Early the next morning.
Someone knocked on the door.
"Brother Wuque, Brother Wuque!"
He knew it was Huang Rong, the clever girl.
Hua Wu Que stood up, put on his robe, and opened the door.
"What's wrong, Rong 'er? Why are you knocking on the door so early in the morning?”
"Something big has happened."
"Something big? What is it?"
Hua Wu Que asked, puzzled.
"Someone is finding a spouse through a martial arts competition."
"Joust For A Spouse? This isn't a rare thing."
"Of course, because there are two Joust For A Spouse competitions taking place at the same time, just opposite the inn.”
"Oh? This is interesting."
Hua Wu Que was rather surprised, and his interest was piqued.
At this time, Yang Tiexin should be using the alias of Mu Yi to bring his adopted daughter Mu Nianci to the Joust For A Spouse.
Who was this other group of people participating in the Joust For A Spouse?
"Let's go and take a look."
Hua Wu Que said with interest.
Huang Rong stopped moving.
"What's wrong? Rong 'er?"
Seeing this, Hua Wu Que asked curiously.
"Brother Wuque, don't tell me you want to go up and have a competition?”
"I'm not in the mood for that. I'm just going to watch the show."”
"That's more like it."
Huang Rong grunted and pulled Hua Wu Que's hand as they walked towards the entrance of the inn.
Hua Wu Que was stunned for a moment, but he did not resist.
This girl was quite bold.
There were indeed two platforms set up outside the inn, one on the left and one on the right. It looked quite strange.
Even the concoction was about the same.
They were both father and daughter.
"This old man and my daughter have just arrived at your esteemed land. Seeing that your esteemed land is filled with outstanding people, they wanted to do something here. My daughter's name is Yang Huilan, and she's twenty-three years old, the age to get married. Unfortunately, he did not meet any suitable candidates in his hometown, so he went around to find a spouse through martial arts competitions.
As long as a man is interested in my daughter, he can go on stage and try. As long as he can defeat my daughter, he can become my daughter's husband. Of course, this wasn't a random attempt. In order to prevent anyone from causing trouble, the person who went on stage had to pay a registration fee of two hundred wen.
There was also a restriction. She couldn't be older than 35 years old, and she didn't want to marry an old man.
Lastly, my daughter is not skilled in martial arts and can still control it freely. If there is any damage, I will not be responsible.”
The father and daughter on the left were the first to speak. The one who spoke was a small old man. He looked like an ordinary person and did not have any internal energy.
However, the woman over there was different.
She was dressed in purple and had a pretty face, but the most shocking thing about her was her martial arts skills.
He was definitely a Xiantian expert.
"Yang Huilan? Is it her?"
Hua Wu Que was surprised to see this.
He didn't expect to see Yang Huilan's Joust For A Spouse here.
However, on second thought, she did seem to be making money by fighting for a spouse.
Of course, her main goal was to find a handsome and rich husband and marry him as soon as possible.
Huang Rong looked at Hua Wu Que in confusion.
"Brother Wuque, do you know that sister?”
Hua Wu Que shook his head.
"I don't know her, but I've heard of her name.”
"What? Is she famous?"
"Not really. I just happened to hear some rumors about her. It was said that she hired someone to pretend to be her father and then held a martial arts competition for a spouse. Her goal was to earn money for the registration fee.”
"There's such a thing? Was she really going to get married just because she wasn't afraid of being defeated? In the pugilistic world, such things could not be said casually.”
In the martial world, words were like water that had been poured out and could not be taken back.
Especially when it came to matters like the Joust For A Spouse.
Once he went back on his word, no one would help him even if he was hunted down.
"Didn't you hear her conditions?" Hua Wu Que laughed. Only those under the age of 35 could defeat her. Her talent was not bad. She was already at the peak of the Xiantian realm at this age. There were not many who could defeat her at the age of 35. Moreover, most of those people were from prestigious families. If such a person really appeared, she wouldn't lose out even if she married him.”
"You're right."
Huang Rong suddenly understood. She didn't expect there to be so many tricks.
While the two of them were talking, someone had already gone up.
"I'm known as the Black Blade Tiger in Jianghu. I'm thirty this year, so I'm here to experience the little lady's skills.”
Yang Huilan looked at the man in disdain. Without any nonsense, she swung both her blades!
Widow Blade!
Top-notch martial arts!
The saber light flashed, and the black saber tiger was injured before it could react.
"What a powerful little girl."
Everyone exclaimed.
"Brother Wuque, why hasn't the other arena started yet?" Huang Rong asked doubtfully.”
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