Super God: Liang Bing: Please, stop going crazy!

As the four seasons in the mountains changed, Cheng Hao's swordsmanship also continued to improve. He gradually learned to merge his inner strength with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and to integrate his sword intent into wind, rain, thunder, and lightning. Every time he struck with his sword, he brought with him the pressure of nature and irresistible power. The beasts that once terrified him were now just ordinary prey in front of him. Every time he struck with his sword, it was accurate and deadly, leaving no flaws.

Once, Cheng Hao encountered a huge two-headed python in the mountains. The python was several feet long, its body was as tough as steel, and its sharp fangs were enough to tear rocks apart easily. Its appearance filled the entire valley with a depressing atmosphere. However, facing such a behemoth, Cheng Hao was not afraid at all. He calmly observed the actions of the python and analyzed its attack habits. After dodging several fatal attacks, he seized the flaw at that moment, swung his sword, and the sword light chopped down like lightning, directly cutting off the two heads of the python. The blood mist filled the air, and the giant snake fell to the ground with a bang. The roar before death echoed in the valley for a long time.

Cheng Hao slowly put away his sword, his eyes were calm. Over the past three years, his mind had become as tough as a rock, and any external interference could not shake his heart. He knew that only a strong heart could support him to go further in the future.

Qin Mu has been silently observing Cheng Hao's growth. He rarely interferes, and more often just gives appropriate guidance. Cheng Hao's comprehension is very high. Almost every time he is guided, he can quickly comprehend, integrate and transform it into his own strength. Qin Mu witnessed Cheng Hao's gradual growth from an ignorant boy to a kendo master, and he felt a little relieved.

Cheng Hao not only made breakthroughs in swordsmanship, but his inner strength also improved rapidly in the past three years. Through continuous integration with natural forces, his true energy flow became smoother and smoother, and every move was full of great power. The accumulation of inner strength made his sword intent more powerful, and every time he drew his sword, he could feel the heart-pounding pressure.

During these three years, Cheng Hao also learned how to stay calm and rational in complex situations. Qin Mu often deliberately created some difficulties to force Cheng Hao to make choices and decisions, training his judgment and adaptability. Whether facing the siege of powerful enemies or making decisions at the moment of life and death, Cheng Hao behaved very calmly. He is no longer the boy who relies on hatred for support, but a strong man who truly understands strategy and patience.

Once, Qin Mu deliberately set up a trap to trap Cheng Hao in an ambush. Cheng Hao analyzed the enemy's weaknesses and movements in a short period of time and quickly made the best strategy. He did not rush to attack, but led the opponent to reveal his flaws, and finally defeated the enemy that was several times larger than himself at a very small cost. This kind of calmness and wisdom is exactly what Qin Mu hopes he will master.

After three years of training, Cheng Hao has been completely transformed. His swordsmanship is no longer just a simple art of killing, but a state of integrating the power of heaven and earth. His swordsmanship has both the power of thunder and lightning and the smoothness of flowing water. His swordsmanship is full of natural charm, as if it has merged with heaven and earth.

Cheng Hao's state of mind has also become more mature and stable. The hatred from the past still burns in his heart, but he is no longer controlled by hatred. Three years of practice have made him understand that only by accumulating strength in calmness can he completely explode at the moment of revenge. He is no longer in a hurry to achieve success, but regards every experience as a whetstone, waiting for the moment in the future when the sword will cut off all the grudges.

One day three years later, Cheng Hao stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance. At this moment, he stood tall and straight, with a deep and sharp light in his eyes, like a sword ready to strike. He felt that his strength had reached a new level, his internal strength was as strong as the sea, and his sword intent was as sharp as the wind. He already had the strength to challenge the top masters in the world.

Qin Mu walked slowly to Cheng Hao's side, smiled slightly, and said with satisfaction: "In the past three years, your progress has surprised me. Now you are no longer the boy who needed my constant care, but a strong man who can truly stand on your own."

Cheng Hao nodded slightly, feeling grateful to Qin Mu. In the past three years, Qin Mu had never constrained him as a master and apprentice, but had given him countless teachings and help. He knew that without Qin Mu's guidance and training, he would not have been able to achieve such a huge breakthrough in just three years.

Qin Mu stopped smiling and his eyes became fierce. "However, being strong is not enough to dominate the martial arts world. What you are going to face next is not only a battle of swords, but also various complicated human hearts and conspiracies. A true strong man must have the strength to defeat the enemy with one sword, and the wisdom to see the direction in the undercurrent."

Cheng Hao agreed with this and said solemnly, "I will keep your teachings in mind. I will move forward cautiously and step by step, and will never be complacent because of a temporary victory."

Qin Mu looked at Cheng Hao, with a hint of relief and pride in his eyes. He knew that Cheng Hao already had the capital to deal with greater storms. Next, no matter what challenges Cheng Hao faced in the martial arts world, he would meet them in his own unique way. Qin Mu believed that this young man who once harbored hatred would eventually walk out of his own sword path.

Afterwards, Qin Mu and Cheng Hao stood side by side on the top of the mountain, overlooking the vast world, their hearts full of fighting spirit and expectation. They knew that the three years of experience was just the end of a stage, and the real road to the world of martial arts had just begun. Cheng Hao was ready, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were ahead, he would meet new challenges with a fearless attitude and pursue the eternal faith in his heart.

After three years of training, Cheng Hao is no longer the impulsive and reckless boy who was dominated by hatred. Now, his eyes are more calm and sophisticated. He knows that his swordsmanship has matured, and it is time to face the hatred of the past and end this grudge.

Qin Mu saw what Cheng Hao was thinking and said softly, "In three years, your swordsmanship and state of mind have reached their peak. Now you have enough strength to take revenge. This is not only the necessary path for your swordsmanship, but also the last step to untie your knot."

Cheng Hao nodded, his eyes firm and calm: "Senior, I have been waiting for this day. The hatred of the past burns me like a flame, but now I will not be swayed by emotions. I will use the sword to end it all cleanly and neatly."

Qin Mu looked at Cheng Hao with satisfaction, his tone a little more relieved: "Very good, go ahead. Remember, revenge is not only for revenge, but also for letting go of the past and truly embarking on your own future."

Cheng Hao bowed deeply, his heart filled with gratitude towards Qin Mu. He knew that Qin Mu never regarded himself as a master and a disciple, but pointed out the direction for him to move forward, allowing him to grow from immaturity to maturity. Now, he has to face his past enemies alone and use the sword in his hand to seek justice for his family.

Cheng Hao did not hesitate and set foot on the road to his enemy, the Zhou family. He had already investigated clearly that although the Zhou family's power had fluctuated in recent years, they were still entrenched in the steep mountains. The Zhou family mansion was surrounded by mountains, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack. In the past three years, they did not relax their search and vigilance for Cheng Hao, but Cheng Hao was no longer the young man who allowed himself to be slaughtered.

He came to the foot of the mountain, looking at the huge mansion hidden among the mountains, with a cold light in his eyes. This mansion was the source of his hatred, and it was also the place where he had rushed to fight countless times in his dreams. Now, he finally stood here, ready to put an end to it all with his own hands.

Cheng Hao quietly sneaked into the mountain, his figure shuttled through the dense forest like a ghost. Three years of experience made him familiar with the terrain of the mountains and fields, and he easily avoided the layers of checkpoints set up by the Zhou family. When he arrived in front of the Zhou family's gate, it was dark, and the night provided him with excellent cover.

He did not choose to attack head-on, but carefully went around to the side door of the mansion and sneaked in through a hidden path. This path was a secret entrance he learned three years ago. Obviously, the Zhou family did not expect that someone would use this almost forgotten path.

After passing through the side door, Cheng Hao quickly approached the inner courtyard of the Zhou family. He avoided the patrolling guards and quietly approached the main hall. Most of the core members of the Zhou family gathered in the main hall, and his target was Zhou Chi, the culprit who led the massacre of his entire family.

The main hall was brightly lit. Cheng Hao hid in the dark, staring through the window lattice at the familiar and long-hated figure. Zhou Chi was still fierce, surrounded by several family elders, who were discussing some recent family affairs. Cheng Hao knew that tonight was the best opportunity.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, slowly circulated his internal energy, and clenched the sword in his hand, with a cold light flashing. He knew that he couldn't rush to attack, and had to wait for the most appropriate time to deliver a fatal blow.

Suddenly, a warning came from the hall: "Who's there!" Cheng Hao was discovered! Without any hesitation, he rushed into the main hall like a gust of wind, and the sword light suddenly appeared. A sharp sword energy swept out and slashed directly at Zhou Chi.

"Cheng Hao!" Zhou Chi was horrified. He had not expected Cheng Hao to sneak in here quietly. He quickly drew his sword to block, but the sword energy was so powerful that it instantly shattered his defense. The long sword was like the sickle of the god of death, pointing directly at his throat.

The elders of the Zhou family attacked one after another, each of them displaying their family secrets, their true qi surging, trying to besiege Cheng Hao. However, Cheng Hao was no longer the same as before, and he remained calm in the face of several powerful enemies. He walked in strange steps, and his figure moved swiftly between the enemies, his sword flashed like a rainbow, avoiding fatal attacks again and again, and counterattacking cleanly and neatly.

One elder tried to attack from behind, but Cheng Hao chopped off his arm with a backhanded sword, and blood gushed out. Another elder had his chest torn apart by the sword energy, and fell to the ground. In just a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became extremely tense. The enemy's numerical advantage was gradually disintegrated by Cheng Hao. In the flash of the sword, Cheng Hao had killed several people.

Zhou Chi saw this and knew that the situation was not good today, so he planned to escape. He suddenly exerted force, intending to break through, but Cheng Hao had already seen through his intentions, sneered, and flashed to block his way.