There was a sect on Mount Wuliang in Dali called the Wuliang Sword Sect.
The reason why it was called the Sword Sect was naturally because it established a sect with swords.
However, the history of this sect was not long, only a few decades.
It was rumored that the founder of the Infinite Sword School had seen an immortal performing a sword dance on a jade wall above and below the Infinite. Thus, he created a first-class sword technique, the Infinite Sword.
Thus, it was named the Infinite Sword Sect.
At that time, it was considered a very good sect.
However, after a few decades, this sect began to fall.
The Boundless Sword Technique was divided into the Eastern and Western Sects.
A grand competition would be held every three years. The winner would be able to take charge of the Boundless Sword Sect for the next three years.
And now, it was the day of the competition.
However, it had nothing to do with Hua Wu Que and Huang Rong.
At this moment, they had just arrived at the small town at the foot of Wuliang Mountain.
"Rong 'er, it's getting late. We'll rest in this small town and go up the mountain tomorrow.”
"Sure,"
Boundless Town.
Hua Wu Que and Huang Rong found an inn and settled down.
In the middle of the night, Hua Wu Que was sitting cross-legged and cultivating his Primordial Chaos True Qi when suddenly, the sound of a flute came from outside.
Hua Wu Que opened his eyes, and a hint of surprise appeared in them.
The sound of the flute was like the waves of the sea, cloudless for thousands of miles, and like the rising tide, each wave higher than the last.
The sea breeze whistled, the fish flew, and the water flowed rapidly. It was extremely terrifying.
Hua Wu Que felt like he was hallucinating.
"Song of the Blue Sea Tide?"
Hua Wu Que quickly reacted.
In this world, only the Eastern Evil Medicine Master Huang could play such a tune.
This kind of song used sound as an attack and was very difficult to defend against.
There were only two ways to resist.
One relied on internal strength to resist, while the other relied on sound as an attack to fight against each other.
Hua Wu Que was quite familiar with music, but there were no musical instruments around him.
It was not easy to contend with them.
Hua Wu Que picked up the chopsticks on the table, one in each hand.
He poured different amounts of water into the seven teacups.
He turned his chopsticks, injected his internal strength, and knocked down.
The chopsticks knocked on the cup and produced different sounds.
A song immediately took shape.
Hua Wu Que didn't know how to use sound attacks, but he could use music to fight back.
The flute stopped playing. Clearly, he had not expected Hua Wu Que to use such a method to fight against him.
Medicine Master Huang's interest was piqued.
After traveling in Jianghu for many years, it was not uncommon for people to know music.
However, there were very few people who had reached Medicine Master Huang's level of musical attainments.
Now that he saw a young man who could compete with his own temperament, how could Huang Yaoshi not be interested?
The waves of the blue ocean grew longer and longer, moving forward like waves.
Hua Wu Que immediately circulated all the Primordial Chaos true qi in his body to resist, and the chopsticks in his hands struck even faster.
The two types of music clashed in midair.
One was like a crashing wave, while the other was like a white whale swimming in the waves.
The originally confrontational situation quickly turned into a trend of integration.
Huang Yaoshi was even more surprised.
"This young man's musical attainments aren't bad. He was actually able to seize the moment when I hesitated and guide the Song of the Emerald Sea Tide into a favorable situation for him.”
Medicine Master Huang praised Hua Wu Que in his heart.
"But this is not enough.”
Medicine Master Huang thought to himself. Then, he changed the style of the song, turning it into a dangerous one.
The pressure on Hua Wu Que instantly increased.
"This won't do. If this continues, I won't be able to resist the Blue Sea Tide. Pure internal strength was not as good as the sound wave that Medicine Master Huang had injected into it.”
Hua Wu Que thought to himself as the mysterious sword intent in his body began to circulate.
After a few days of consolidating, Hua Wu Que had already grasped the inexplicable sword intent.
At this moment, there was no awkwardness in using it.
The inexplicable sword intent immediately fused into Hua Wu Que's melody.
The sound wave that was originally as gentle as a white whale immediately became sharp and unstoppable.
However, the waves of the sea could not stop it.
The white whale turned into a shark!
Sensing the change in Hua Wu Que's melody, Medicine Master Huang was shocked.
"This young man has mastered sword intent?”
Mastering sword intent wasn't surprising.
In the pugilistic world, most swordsmen had comprehended sword essence.
After all, that was only the second realm of the Sword Dao.
What was shocking was Hua Wu Que's age.
To be able to comprehend sword essence at the age of eighteen, this talent had to be said to be the first in his life.
Even Xie Xiaofeng, the genius of the sword path of the younger generation, only comprehended sword intent when he was eighteen.
Could it be that Hua Wu Que's talent in swordsmanship was comparable to Xie Xiaofeng, the Emperor of Swords, whom the God of Cloth had called?
When Apothecary Huang thought of this, he couldn't help but praise Hua Wu Que greatly.
This youth was not simple.
The sword intent went straight into the melody, and the originally dangerous situation gradually turned around.
Hua Wu Que didn't dare to relax.
He knew that Huang Yaoshi hadn't used his full strength yet.
But at this moment, Huang Yaoshi stopped playing.
He had already lost the initiative. If he continued to play, unless he used his Profound Realm level inner strength to shatter Hua Wu Que's eardrums, the Song of the Emerald Sea Tide would be useless.
The Blue Ocean Tide Song stopped, and Hua Wu Que's chopsticks also stopped abruptly.
Under the immense force, the seven teacups shattered at the same time.
"What a powerful Blue Sea Tide Song. If it wasn't for the sword intent, I'm afraid I would have lost completely.”
Hua Wu Que heaved a sigh of relief, but his back was already drenched in cold sweat.
"Brother Wuque!"
Outside the door, Huang Rong knocked on the door anxiously. She was extremely worried.
"Rong 'er, I'm fine."
Pushing open the door, Huang Rong immediately ran in. Seeing that Hua Wu Que was fine, she hugged him.
"Brother Wuque, it's great that you're fine. My father is too much. He actually used the Blue Sea Tide Song the moment he arrived.”
As she spoke, the window opened with a bang.
Huang Yaoshi, who was dressed in green, was standing at the window.
He was tall and thin, as calm as a god, and extremely graceful.
"Rong 'er, are you blaming me?”
"Humph! Look at what you've done. If it wasn't for Brother Wuque being so powerful, he might have already died.”
When Apothecary Huang saw this, he could not help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.
This daughter of his had only left for a short period of time, and she was already contradicting him for another man.
How could Huang Yaoshi not be angry?
"Hmph, if he didn't have this ability, he deserved to die. Kidnapping my daughter is a capital offense!”
"Father, if you lay a hand on Brother Wuque, I will never talk to you again!”
"You really can't keep a grown woman. You actually spoke to your father like this because of an outsider?”
"Me!"
Huang Rong wanted to say something, but Hua Wu Que stopped her.
If they were to quarrel, it would be detrimental to their father-daughter relationship.
And Huang Yaoshi would definitely put the blame on himself.
That would be unjust.
"Rong 'er, Senior Huang has no ill intentions towards me. He's just testing my martial arts.”
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