Jianghu (un mundo de artes marciales) - No te cortes

Capítulo 56

Xuan Yue smiled calmly, flicked the petals off her robe, and took a step forward: "You're still the same as when you were a child, always having a lot of questions."

Xuan Sheng was taken aback, and some images that had long been buried deep in his memories suddenly surfaced in his mind.

As a child, I sat on the shoulders of the man with slightly graying temples before me, wrapped my arms around his neck, pointed to the horizon, and asked innocently, "What's on the other side of the sky? How big is the sea? Does the sky have an end? If we leave Half-Moon City, will he still be able to find his way home?"

Back then, my father was tall, strong, and omnipotent. He patted his head and said that every child of the Xuan family would always find their way home.

However, the one who got lost was the father.

He never returned after we parted when he was three years old.

My mother always said that it was because of my father's achievements that the bad guys dared not set foot in Half Moon City.

When he was a child, he thought it was true, but later he realized that it was just a lie that Madam Ningfeng was deceiving herself.

If that's the case, if he really cares about the people in Half Moon City.

So, where was Father when Master was killed? Where was Mother when she was seriously ill? Where was Shaohua when she had an accident... And where was Father when I returned from the Tower of Triumph, battered and bruised after fighting my way across the world?

"Make your move." Xuan Sheng suddenly heard his own voice, as cold as frost in winter: "If I defeat you, I can go to the Invincible Heroine, right? In that case, make your move and I will defeat you."

The truth is no longer important.

He suddenly realized that he had been deceiving himself all these years.

I always thought that when I found my father, he would tell me that he had his reasons, that he was trapped in a certain place and could not get out, so he had never returned to Half Moon City. Sometimes I also hoped that someone would tell him that the city lord of Half Moon City had already passed away, so that all of my father's irresponsible reasons would have a perfect excuse. It would be like looking at the dashing man in front of me who was smiling calmly and acknowledging the truth of his decisive abandonment and sacrifice.

But none of that matters anymore.

He doesn't want him? He doesn't want his older brother, his mother, or Half Moon City?

Okay, that's fine too.

But he wanted to get out of the valley alive with Shuang Jing, Che Shui, Mei Hua, and the others. So, the most important thing right now was to defeat the man he called his father, get Shuang Jing the antidote for Che Shui, and then go back together as if none of this had ever happened.

"Shuangjing," he said softly, squeezing her hand back with gentle eyes. "You and Longye should catch up first. I'll come find you soon."

"Ah..." Shuangjing unconsciously let out a soft cry, gripping his sleeve even tighter and more anxiously, looking at him with some worry, only to be affectionately tapped on the tip of his nose by him.

"We'll all come back alive. And then..." He stroked her hair, smiled faintly, and saw his reflection in her eyes, filled with tenderness and lingering affection.

“Well…” Shuangjing wanted to say something, but her eyes darted around, and she glanced at Xuan Yue, who was also observing her from a distance. Finally, she smiled brightly: “Alright. I’m going to find Master. But…” She chuckled and suddenly rubbed against Xuan Sheng’s arm, half-coquettishly and half-pouting, saying, “You’re leaving me behind in such a crucial place, how are you going to make it up to me?”

"Compensation...?" Xuan Sheng smiled and thought for a moment, "Let's leave it at that."

He leaned down and kissed her lips deeply.

Shuangjing smelled of pear blossoms, mingled with the scent of grass and dew. He suddenly remembered waking up under this very pear tree; she had inexplicably jumped on him and forcefully silenced his kiss. But that kiss carried a taste of despair and pain, a resolute sorrow within it. Shuangjing, then oblivious to the future, only felt that kiss might be their last. But this one wasn't. He felt her lips were as soft as flower petals, her youthful scent surrounding him, her hair fluttering down, tickling him. He reached out and embraced her waist, feeling her hand on his chest, sensing his heartbeat and breath, and another arm around his neck, pulling him tightly towards her. He couldn't help but kiss her even more passionately.

In an instant, heaven and earth became eternal.

I really wish that our hair would turn white at the same time in an instant.

They finally managed to separate, barely able to breathe. He looked at her cheeks, flushed from the kisses, her disheveled hair, and her eyes, brighter than usual, shining like the brightest star in the summer night sky. He couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Shuangjing, I..." Before she could finish the last two words, her lips were covered by a finger.

"Tell me when we return to Seven Stone Gate," she said with a smile, her eyes like crescent moons.

"Alright." He nodded with a smile, finally letting go of her hand and letting her leave. But as her hand left his skin, he couldn't help but pull her back, drawing her close to his chest, and whispering something in her ear.

"..."

"?" Long Ye looked at Shuang Jing, whose face was flushed, with a puzzled expression, wondering what Xuan Sheng had said to her.

"Ah!" the Seven Stones Sect Master suddenly exclaimed, then immediately turned her head away: "Let's go, let's go, let's go..." It was rare for her to be so shy. She lowered her head involuntarily and hurried forward like a headless fly.

"Wait!" Xuan Yue suddenly said.

"I won't let you stop them!" Xuan Sheng sneered and immediately stood in front of the two of them.

"No...I..." The Lord of Half Moon City was about to say something when he heard a "bang!"

The two turned their heads and saw Shuang Jing grimacing and clutching her head, tears streaming down her face from the pain.

"..." Xuan Yue spread her hands speechlessly: "I just wanted to warn her to be careful of that tree in front of her."

"..."

"..."

"In short..." Before Xuan Sheng could turn around, Xuan Yue swiftly drew two longswords, one green and one blue. In the past, Chu Ye, who was also skilled with dual swords like Xuan Sheng, also had a pair of famous swords called 'Azure Sky'.

Xuan Yue held the Azure Sword, pointed it at Xuan Sheng's face and sneered: "Ten moves will be the standard. If you hurt me once, I will answer one question for you."

"Hmph!" Xuan Sheng also drew his sword, the Night Sky Sword, one black and one white, like night and day. He faced his father and gave a similar smile: "Don't underestimate people."

A strong wind swept through, swirling up all the pear petals in the valley.

The final showdown between father and son, separated for more than a decade, is finally about to begin.

Undefeated Battle - There Will Be Times When the Wind Rises and the Waves Break (Part 1)

The winding stone path leads far up the cold mountain.

There used to be eight people who went into the mountains together, but now only two are left.

“He won’t win.” On the road leading to the top of Qingshan Mountain, Long Ye recalled the scene of the Xuan family father and son facing off and suddenly said this.

“I know.” Shuang Jing’s eyes were calm as she smiled indifferently. “In this martial world, the only person whom the invincible heroine Fu Ping considers an opponent is the great hero Chu Ye—Xuan Yue, the city lord of Half Moon City.” She turned to look down the mountain. The green forest was deep and wide as the sea. The place where the father and son fought had long been covered by a lush forest.

Not seeing Xuan Sheng made her a little worried, but she just sighed: "And the only person in the world who can't be defeated is my master. He won't win, and neither will I."

A flicker of emotion crossed Long Ye's unfocused eyes. She looked up at the mountain path and murmured, "If that's the case, why did we come here?"

Shuang Jing remained silent for a while before chuckling and saying, "If we knew how things would turn out, we might not have done them."

The Seven Stones Sect Master couldn't help but look back. The wind was howling, and his robes were billowing like sails.

“If you’re certain of winning, you won’t have the will to live. But when you’re standing between life and death, some things become clearer. Unless you push someone to the brink, they won’t see how wonderful it is to live, or the path ahead.” Shuangjing said softly, as if answering Longye’s question, or as if telling herself.

Long remained silent, only raising her calm eyes to glance at her before lowering them again: "Death... is truly a beautiful thing." A hint of emotion finally surfaced in her tone.

Shuangjing did not answer, nor was she surprised by the envy in Longye's tone. She simply smiled, her usual naivety and mischievousness gone. It seemed that this composed woman, who had seen through the world and experienced the ways of the world, was more in line with the image of Ye Shuangjing, the number one legend of the martial arts world.

"When you enter the martial world, the first thing you have to learn is to understand death. Or..." She turned her head and smiled at Long Ye, "It's because you understand death that you feel how wonderful it is to live in the martial world. You can love when you want to love, hate when you want to hate, live a passionate life, as if every day is your last day, and live with all your might."

Longye looked at her and asked without thinking, "So, what are you thinking now, as you gradually approach death?"

Shuangjing was taken aback, then suddenly laughed: "Thinking...to live!" she replied, and seeing that the two had already approached the top of the mountain, she unconsciously turned and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

The sky was gray, with large swaths of clouds floating on the horizon, constantly shifting and foreshadowing the coming storm.

Below us are towering mountains and dense forests, with dark green trees covering the land like a vast ocean.

The air smelled fresh with the scent of rain.

Just then, a large cloud covered the woods, and a light drizzle began to fall gently.

Shuangjing took a deep breath.

Suddenly, memories flooded back like a spring.

Xuan Sheng's initial indifference and aloofness upon arriving at the Seven Stones Gate, Che Shui's unwavering devotion to following her across the world, Mei Hua's fiery temper and impulsiveness, the four's chaotic escape, the initial astonishment and bewilderment upon encountering Long Ye upon first entering Li Valley. In Jianrou Manor, Hua Wushuang and Jing Shan pointing out the swirling mist, the arrogance of Flying Eagle Fortress as they came to seize the Half-Moon Jade Pendant and the Heart-Locking Bronze Mirror…

All the images and memories enveloped her, sounds and light weaved back and forth, and then froze on the final figure of the invincible heroine, Fu Ping:

—You must come and prove me wrong. —

Shuangjing opened her eyes, and a dazzling light flashed in her pupils.

Suddenly, I understood.

I must survive, and I must go back with everyone no matter what.

One day, we will look back on this bittersweet experience with a smile.

In that instant, she leaped high into the air!

With a soft "clink," a small pebble struck the spot where she had just been standing, creating a crack. Shuang Jing landed smoothly, but as soon as she regained her footing, she suddenly felt dizzy. She took her pulse with two fingers of her right hand and, sure enough, felt several restless streams of internal energy surging chaotically within her body. She smiled bitterly; her martial arts hadn't fully recovered. The medicine from Qianxia Tower was too potent. If she were to completely eliminate the illness of the past five years within a single day, she'd probably be on her deathbed herself.

After the dizziness subsided a little, she supported herself to stand up, turned around, clasped her hands in a fist and bowed respectfully: "Master."

The invincible heroine, Fu Ping, stood on a protruding rock, her eyes calm and slightly gentle: "I didn't expect you to come after all."

"This disciple dares not disobey Master's words." Shuangjing smiled faintly and looked up at the other person.

The two were positioned one above the other.

A gust of wind blew by, and in the blink of an eye, it felt like my childhood, still young and vibrant.

Shuangjing looked at the person before her, whom she knew all too well, and smiled calmly: "Master, are you going to use 'Wind Chaser'?"

Floating Duckweed slightly raised her chin: "Yes, let's use 'Chasing the Wind'."

"Chasing the Wind" was a game Fu Ping taught her when she was young; she had to disarm the invincible female warrior within ten moves. In the martial world, Fu Ping had no relatives, friends, or enemies; the only person she cared about was Ye Shuangjing, whose martial arts were now crippled. Therefore, even as a test, she couldn't bear to harm her disciple, so she used this method: Shuangjing would definitely go all out, and if she didn't win, she would die halfway through trying to defeat her.

"Ten moves?"

"Ten moves."

"Okay!" Shuangjing agreed, but she was in no hurry to take action.

Long also quietly stepped aside and stood with his hands at his sides.

The air around us seemed to freeze.

Suddenly, Shuang Jing rose into the air, her figure as light as a swallow, yet her strength like a fierce wind. She instantly transformed into a streak of cyan and rushed towards Fu Ping! Her toes touched the stones, causing the grass and flowers on the ground to bend. A strong wind raged, and the Seven Stones Sect Master had already thrown a punch. Fu Ping smiled slightly and flew into the depths of the forest.

Ye Family Boxing has a total of sixteen sets of boxing techniques. The first set is called "Silent Falling Flowers".

Shuangjing had already caught up to her not far away. With a strike of her left palm, a thick tree branch snapped in two and flew straight towards the Invincible Heroine. Fuping dodged to the side, but the Seven Stones Sect Master had already moved behind her. He threw a right punch, but Fuping dodged again, her arm flashing in the air as if she had invisiblely controlled the branch flying towards her, guiding it towards her disciple. Shuangjing frowned, thrusting out her right palm, as solid as a sword, and cleaved the tree in half. Using the force of her palm, the branches and leaves transformed into iron darts and throwing knives, all piercing towards the Invincible Heroine.

"Hmph!" Fu Ping chuckled, took the bow off her back, and waved it with one hand. The wood chips and leaves fell helplessly as if they had hit an invisible shield. Seeing this, Shuang Jing touched the tree with her toes, rose up against the current, and rushed down from above Fu Ping's head with a delicate shout.

“The second set of Ye Family Boxing Techniques, ‘Nine Dragons Descending from Heaven’,” Long Ye, who was watching from the side, murmured unconsciously.

In the blink of an eye, Shuang Jing had already launched several attacks. The essence of this fist technique lay in speed, as if nine heavenly dragons were surrounding the opponent from all directions, forming an impenetrable wall that trapped the enemy in the center, unable to move and leaving no opening. Shuang Jing had used this fist technique to defeat Du Cheshui at the age of sixteen, thus shocking the world. However, she no longer possessed the speed and formidable strength of that time, and Fu Ping was clearly no longer the master of Chongchonglou.

Shuangjing used both palms, her attacks surging towards her master like a tidal wave. Because she was focused and used all her inner strength, a vortex gradually formed around her, causing leaves and flowers to break and fly away. However, Fuping remained calm, using her bow in one hand to defend herself. Seeing an opening, she twisted her wrist, and the bow gently tapped Shuangjing's left shoulder.

"Whoosh!" The blow seemed easy, but Shuang Jing immediately felt a sharp pain. Looking up, she saw a warning look from Fu Ping. She was startled and realized that she had been too excited. She quickly took a few steps back.

Standing and panting, the Seven Stones Sect Master steadied himself slightly, only to find his internal energy in disarray, which was indeed due to his haste.