Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

Feng Wuya's gentle persuasion and teachings gradually calmed Liu Xinyue down. She bowed slightly to Feng Wuya and said, "Godfather, I understand!"

Then he turned to the Shushan seat and said slowly, "Xin Yue understands the good intentions of the young lady, but there is no personal relationship between Qiao Rui and me. I was originally a close friend of his wife. It was only because he was separated from his wife that I accompanied him to look for her for a while. That's all. I hope the young lady will not misunderstand."

After a pause, she looked back at Chu Tianfeng through the red silk before continuing, "That day, I met Brother Chu in the martial arts world. I respected his calmness and carefulness, and loved his heroic spirit, so I entrusted my life to him. I will pretend that I didn't hear what the lady said before, and there is no need to say it again in the future."

Liu Xinyue's statement quickly stabilized the situation. Feng Wuya and Leng Wanqiu were greatly relieved and quickly announced that the ceremony would continue.

Zhao Lingying curled her lips, but said nothing more. She just complained in her heart, "Liu Xinyue, do you believe this? Do you dare to lift the red veil and let me see your expression. Do you want to cry?"

The best man, who had been left out for a long time, saw Feng Wuya nodding at him, so he cleared his throat and sang loudly, "Baizi Tian..."

"Wait a minute!"

A clear shout was heard outside the door of Jianqi Chongxiao Hall, followed by a figure walking in quickly. This person was dressed in white, and even though his hair was disheveled and he was sweating profusely, he couldn't hide his aloof and elegant temperament.

"I object to this marriage!"

The young man was dressed in white, as white as snow, and had an outstanding character. He walked quickly to the center of the hall and reached out to pull the bride, "Xin Yue, I won't let you marry him!"

The arrival of this young man was like a huge rock hitting the lake, causing the just calm water to suddenly become turbulent.

What's going on? Huashan today is really a good show. People's reactions vary, but most of them are stunned with a bit of gloating.

"Ling Yun, you are so insolent!" Chu Tianfeng shouted when he saw this, and curled his right hand into a claw, grabbing the young man who appeared suddenly.

Shushan Lingyun, the only male disciple under the sword master Dugu Nian, is an outstanding martial arts master with an arrogant aura, and his momentum is like a sword drawn from its sheath, with its edge fully revealed. When he saw Chu Tianfeng trying to intercept him, he frowned, put two fingers together, and used his hand to represent a sword, which pointed at the center of Chu Tianfeng's claws.

"Boom!"

With a slight muffled sound, the two figures separated.

"Stop it, both of you!" The bride took a step forward and stood between the two men.

"How dare you, you bold lunatic, attack me in my Huashan Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall!" Even though Feng Wuya was very good at cultivating his qi, his face was gloomy at this moment. He stood up and angrily scolded Ling Yun in the hall.

Ling Yun's eyes were sharp and cold. He glanced at Feng Wuya sideways without saying anything. He turned his head and looked at the rosy bride in front of him. His eyes became soft, with some memories. "Xin Yue, you and I were close friends at the beginning. We watched the stars and the moon together and listened to the waves in the forest. It was so comfortable and beautiful. Since we met in Zhongnan Mountain, I fell in love with you at first sight, but I never dared to express my feelings, for fear of destroying this pure beauty. I never thought about him," Ling Yun pointed at Chu Tianfeng, his face suddenly changed and he said angrily: "This shameless guy actually proposed to you behind my back. Does he deserve it?"

"In this world, the only one who is worthy of you, Liu Xinyue, is me, Ling Yun!" These words were sonorous and powerful, and looked down upon the world.

"Ling Yun, stop messing around and come here quickly." Meng Cunyi, the head of Shushan Yangjian Peak, reprimanded him hastily. He couldn't stand it anymore. First it was Zhao Lingying, and now it's Ling Yun. Do they really think Shaolin and Huashan don't have temper?

The problem was that before leaving, the head sister did not tell him that she would ruin the wedding ceremony, and he was not aware of Zhao Lingying and Ling Yun's private actions in advance, which put him in a passive position.

Facing the scolding from his uncle Meng Cunyi, Ling Yun was not moved at all, and continued to look at the woman who intoxicated him with his burning eyes, "Xin Yue, when I heard that Shaolin proposed marriage to Huashan, I was so angry that I rushed back to Shushan at full speed, and finally got the approval of the master to bring the treasures of Shushan to propose marriage... I, I want to marry you!"

"Brother Ling, why are you doing this..." Liu Xinyue couldn't help but let out a low cry, feeling inexplicably moved.

"For you, anything is worth it!" Ling Yun said firmly. He took out a marriage proposal and a book, turned around and bowed to Feng Wuya, and said loudly: "I am Ling Yun, and I would like to ask Master Feng to marry Miss Liu Xinyue with the upper part of the Shushan Sword Canon as a betrothal gift!"

What, use the Shushan Sword Canon as a betrothal gift?

The whole room was in uproar and everyone was dumbfounded!

The Shushan Sword Classic is a peerless martial art comparable to the Yi Jin Jing, Xi Sui Jing, Nine Yin and Nine Yang. It is the coveted treasure book for sword practitioners. Even if only the upper part is available, it is extremely precious. This betrothal gift is really too heavy.

"Lingyun, let me see!" Meng Cunyi's face suddenly became solemn when he heard about the Shushan Sword Classic. He quickly walked to the center of the field, took the letter from Lingyun, opened it, and quickly read it. The characters were vigorous and majestic, and it was undoubtedly the handwriting of his senior sister. He took the Shushan Sword Classic and looked through it. Although it was a copy, it was also the authentic one.

Meng Cunyi was extremely excited. Senior Sister was willing to use half of the sword manual as bait. Was she going to attack Huashan? By doing so, she could annex Huashan and seize the martial arts heritage of Quanzhen Sect. By then, Shushan would surely become even more powerful and the best in the world.

Thinking of this, Meng Cunyi straightened his clothes and bowed slightly to Feng Wuya. Then his momentum suddenly rose, and with a strong sense of oppression, he said in a deep voice: "Shushan offers a valuable treasure as a betrothal gift to formally propose marriage to Huashan. I hope that the two sects will have a lasting friendship. I hope that Sect Leader Feng will agree!"

Meng Cunyi's importance is not comparable to Ling Yun. Ling Yun only proposed to marry Liu Xinyue in his personal name, but Meng Cunyi used the proposal as an excuse to make the two factions form an alliance. Sword Master Dugu Nian asked Ling Yun to bring half of the Shushan Sword Classic. Ling Yun did not think so much, but Meng Cunyi understood his senior sister's plan.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the scene was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Some people stared greedily at the sword in Meng Cunyi's hand, while others nervously waited for the decision of Huashan's leader Feng Wuya, not daring to breathe.

Faced with Shaolin and Shushan, no matter which one Huashan chooses at this time, he will definitely offend the other one completely. How should he choose?

Where will Huashan go?

Feng Wuya's face was livid. He glanced at Shaolin Master Wuchen casually. Seeing the old monk smiling like Maitreya Buddha, as if nothing had happened, he could not help but frowning slightly. Then he looked at the imposing Meng Cunyi of Shushan. He thought for a moment, gritted his teeth secretly, and said solemnly: "It is said that a woman cannot marry two husbands. Since Huashan has already agreed to Shaolin's proposal, he cannot go back on his word. Huashan is really not worthy of Shushan's kindness!"

After hearing this, Chu Tianfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his clenched fists loosened a little, but his eyes were still cold and he still glared at Meng Cunyi and Ling Yun fiercely.

"Oh?" Meng Cunyi's eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "Master Feng, have you thought it through? You should know that Ling Yun is a sword genius of our Shushan, and the direct disciple of the master sword master. His future achievements are limitless. On the other hand, Chu Tianfeng is just a lay disciple of Shaolin, not the direct descendant of the abbot. How can he compare to Ling Yun? You abandoned Ling Yun and chose him. Do you look down on our Shushan?"

After saying this, Meng Cunyi suddenly became full of energy, like a magic sword unsheathed, with murderous intent sharp and unparalleled.

"This..." Feng Wuya was forced by Meng Cunyi's aura and took a step back, speechless. Among the second-generation figures in the martial arts world, he was young after all, and his skills were not as good as Meng Cunyi's. In addition, the murderous aura of the Shushan sword practitioners was condensed, and he was truly unstoppable.

"This is too much!" Leng Wanqiu, who was standing by, was so angry when she saw Meng Cunyi using his power to bully others that she slammed the table and stood up, determined to fight the powerful enemy together with her husband.