In the next instant, a flash of sword light swept across, and everyone just saw a burst of light points explode before their eyes, followed by a howling gale.
Ye Miao only saw starlight before him, not knowing which was the real killing blow. He retreated again and again, a full five steps, and in the meantime, he had launched nine punches, each one fiercer and more powerful than the last.
The sword light subsided, and Zhu Zhusword’s longsword had already returned to its sheath.
Ye Miao had distanced himself by ten zhang and seeing Zhu Zhusword had sheathed his sword, asked in puzzlement, "Senior, this was just the first sword, why not strike again?"
Only to see Zhu Zhusword shake his head slightly, calmly saying, "No need, you’ve already lost!"
Everyone was bewildered, but Ye Miao’s eyes froze, slowly turning his gaze to his left chest.
His ru robe already had a small hole, but it hadn’t hurt his body.
Ye Miao’s expression was dazed, filled with intense shock.
He knew he might lose, but he didn’t expect to be defeated so thoroughly. If Zhu Zhusword had used a bit more force, it would have pierced straight through his heart.
Ye Miao’s tone was low, carrying a hint of dejection, and Ye Lei and Ye Shan were both indifferent, but could only sigh helplessly.
Wei Wuming and Han Qingqiu, among the younger generation, felt admiration in their hearts. Such swordsmanship truly deserved its reputation among the renowned experts of Huaxia, leaving everyone in awe.
At this moment, a hearty laugh suddenly came from the doorway.
"Good, excellent sword, the ’Gale’ swordsmanship truly lives up to its name!"
Everyone turned their heads, and there stood at the entrance a tall, upright middle-aged man in military uniform.
He walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and in an instant, he was at the podium. Aside from a few people, almost no one could see his movement technique clearly. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet
Even Zhu Zhusword, who had been calmly composed, slightly changed his expression this time.
"The ’Sword’, Yan Wudao?"
The man standing on the podium, hands behind his back, exuding an imposing aura, was none other than the strong general of Huaxia, known as the "Sword", Yan Wudao.
With his arrival, countless gazes instantly focused on him, full of amazement, respect, admiration, adoration, or fear.
Yan Wudao, also known by the upper echelons in Yanjing as "General Yan", was undeniably the first grand general in Huaxia’s military, unmatched by any.
"Elder Lu, long time no see!" Yan Wudao heartily greeted, first cupping his hands towards Zhu Zhusword, "I should call you senior."
Zhu Zhusword, who had been indifferent to anyone before, now wore a beaming smile, returning the salute with a bow.
"General Yan, you’re being humorous, in the path of martial arts, those who excel are the teachers, you are stronger than I, how could I be called senior?"
Though he was proud by nature, he knew well the level of his own strength compared to Yan Wudao, in which he still lagged far behind.
Yan Wudao smiled slightly, without refuting, then turned his gaze to Jian Jiaojiao, nodding slightly.
"Brother, you preside over the next part!"
Jian Jiaojiao beamed with smiles, and her manner of addressing Yan Wudao surprised Ye Qingfeng, who hadn’t expected this famed general of Huaxia to be Jian Jiaojiao’s cousin.
Wei Wuming also greeted respectfully.
"Very good, you are getting closer and closer to the realm of the War King!"
Yan Wudao looked at Wei Wuming and said with a smile, "In terms of talent, across Huaxia, you are already a first-class genius among the younger generation."
"Compared to cousin, I’m still far behind..."
Wei Wuming was overjoyed, receiving praise from Yan Wudao was more thrilling than winning the lottery.
Looking back over the young generation in Yanjing, few could catch Yan Wudao’s eye.
But, he was self-aware, knowing that Yan Bufan was the true prodigy.
Even he could not contend with him.
Yan Wudao cast his gaze on Han Qingqiu: "Han family girl, you are one of my key cultivation targets in this Yanjing Training Camp."
Han Qingqiu stood and bowed, exceedingly respectful, as this was the renowned Yan Wudao, the military’s sword, how could she dare to be negligent?
Yan Wudao then turned to Ye Miao, smiling: "’Mad Scholar’, your two nephews are outstanding as well, they are also on my list for key cultivation."
"Thank you, General Yan!"
Ye Miao cupped his fists, Ye Lei and Ye Shan were filled with excitement, being chosen by Yan Wudao for special cultivation was a tremendously great opportunity.
Yan Wudao’s gaze finally settled on Jiang Qianjue, with a hint of appreciation: "Jiang Qianjue, you’re not bad either. Originally, this selection was only among the Six Great Families, but your talent, I admire, you have a place in the Yanjing Training Camp."
Jiang Qianjue almost couldn’t believe this auspicious opportunity had fallen from the sky, his face full of joy, and his father, Jiang Haowen, stood up and quickly saluted Yan Wudao in thanks.
Yan Wudao’s gaze swept over the other three major families, and among the younger generation, Qiu Yin, Fu Yunhai, and Murong Duan were also selected by him.
"You will be personally trained by me, with the intent of allowing you to achieve the War King status in the shortest possible time. The new blood of Huaxia should boil even more!"
With Yan Wudao’s words, the hearts of Han Qingqiu and others surged.
"With uncle’s personal guidance, I, Wei Wuming, will surely take a seat in the Martial Arts Supreme, overlooking the younger generation of Huaxia!"
Wei Wuming, filled with boldness and pride, spoke aloud.
Though others were greatly dissatisfied, they remained silent, for Wei Wuming indeed had the potential and confidence.
Yet, in the next instant, Yan Wudao suddenly said in a deep voice, "Wuming, do not become overly arrogant, there is always someone better, the foremost among Huaxia’s young generation probably isn’t among any of you!"
"Even Bufan, Yu Yaosheng, Yang Linmie cannot reach it."
The crowd was puzzled, as this gathering included almost all of the most elite young generation of Huaxia, yet Yan Wudao claimed none of them could be the strongest of their peers?
Only to hear Yan Wudao continue: "The foremost among Huaxia’s young generation should be none other than the Invincible War God, Ye Jiujie!"
As the name ’Ye Jiujie’ was spoken, the entire hall fell silent instantly.
Even the proud Wei Wuming was completely stunned, unable to utter a word in rebuttal.
This name, like a divine presence, lay across everyone’s heart, even those who had never stepped into the martial arts world knew this legendary name.
"Indeed, compared to Ye Jiujie, we aren’t even fit to carry his shoes!"
Ye Lei murmured softly.
Ye Jiujie stood atop the Hua Xia Hidden Dragon List, and even the prodigious son of Yan Wudao, Yan Bufan, fell two heads short.
Even the formerly acknowledged number one, the Demon God "Yu Yaosheng", could only take the second place.
Such a character, how could these young ones compare?
Ouyang Liluo felt a slight shock in his heart, the Invincible War God Ye Jiujie was also a name he’d heard often.
Zhu Zhusword’s expression was extremely solemn, his hand subtly trembling.
Among everyone present, only Ye Qingfeng remained seated, continuing to tease Ouyang Liluo.
"Ye Jiujie is undoubtedly the first of the young generation in Huaxia, I believe many of the older generation here must have heard of the Six Brothers?"
Some of the older family members were quite surprised, as the Six Brothers were renowned even decades ago, preceding the fame of Yang Linmie.
The next sentence, however, left everyone present even more deeply shocked.