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Xunuo's face flushed at the words. Turning around, he recognized Taishi Beichuan from the Divine Mechanism Hall. He quickly clasped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Taishi, please don't tease me. I'm quite nervous with so many people watching."
Taishi Beichuan chuckled and replied, "It's normal to feel a bit anxious with so many eyes on you, but the procedures remain the same; there won't be any changes."
He then explained the rules of apprenticeship to Xunuo in detail. Xunuo hurriedly thanked Taishi Beichuan.
After a while, the Hall Masters surrounded the Sect Leader, Ximen Tower, as they entered the main hall.
Once the elders settled into their seats, Zhang Shoufeng stepped forward. He first expressed gratitude on behalf of the Seven Star Sword Hall to all the elders and fellow disciples who had come to witness the ceremony. Then he called Xunuo out from the ranks and recited the sect rules of the Wuhua Sect once more. After Xunuo acknowledged and accepted the rules, he was instructed to perform the apprenticeship ceremony. Fortunately, with Taishi Beichuan's guidance, Xunuo was able to carry out the formalities properly.
If this ceremony were attended only by members of their own hall, it would simply involve the master giving a few words of instruction and some encouragement from a few senior brothers before concluding. However, today there were many attendees, and the elders chatted for quite some time. Finally, only Zhang Shoufeng spoke a few words on behalf of the senior brothers. By the time the ceremony concluded, two or three hours had already passed.
After the ceremony ended, the elders showed no sign of leaving, so Xunuo could only stay below and accompany them.
At that moment, Gao Weiji suggested, "Since Liu Shizhi has joined the Seven Star Sword Hall today, why not let him demonstrate some sword techniques for everyone?"
Several elders agreed.
Xunuo thought for a moment and clasped his hands again, saying, "As a newcomer to the Seven Star Sword Hall, I am still somewhat inexperienced with sword techniques. If I make a fool of myself, I fear it would embarrass my master. However, I have spent half a year at Broken Heart Cliff and have developed some insights into a Fist Technique that might be interesting. If my seniors do not mind, I would like to demonstrate it."
Gao Weiji replied, "It's just for fun; both Fist Technique and sword techniques are welcome."
Xunuo responded respectfully, "Understood."
He tucked the Long Robe into his waist and raised his hand to strike. As everyone looked on, they recognized it as a move from the Eight Extremes Fist called: Eight Horses Crossing the Plains, a Leg Sweep.
This technique consisted of three parts: two punches and one kick. After completing the move, he immediately retracted his leg and unleashed another right punch. The spectators noticed it was still the same Eight Horses Crossing the Plains, their expressions turning strange, some even revealing a look of amusement. Meanwhile, the disciples of the Seven Star Sword Hall wore solemn faces.
Even Tian Feiyu felt a mix of anxiety and hope in his heart, thinking: This disciple is indeed a bit unconventional; I hope he doesn't embarrass me here.
However, when Xunuo executed the Eight Horses Crossing the Plains over ten times, everyone was taken aback. It turned out that with each repetition, Xunuo's execution of the move incorporated subtle variations.
He wasn't merely repeating the technique rigidly; instead, he considered all possible counters from his opponent and adapted accordingly.
By the time Xunuo had performed it over fifty times, his Fist Technique had become as swift as lightning. The variations had reached an astonishing level of complexity.
Azure Wind had long since left his seat. With both hands resting on the Altar, he stretched his neck out long and stared wide-eyed, completely losing any semblance of dignity expected from an elder.
Although Azure Wind hailed from the Seven Star Sword Hall, he was far inferior in swordsmanship compared to Tian Feiyu or Gao Weiji. However, he was obsessed with Fist Techniques. Today, witnessing Xunuo's execution of this move with such transformations exceeded all his expectations. It could be said that he had pioneered a new path in martial arts. No matter how the opponent responded, Xunuo's singular move transcended the constraints of traditional Fist Techniques, simplifying complexity while also complicating simplicity. As for how to categorize it, Azure Wind couldn't even begin to articulate it; this line of thought had gone far beyond his own understanding.
At this moment, both Azure Wind's eyes and mind were focused solely on Xunuo, completely oblivious to his own indecorous behavior. The elders present and fellow disciples were all fixated on Xunuo; no one paid attention to Azure Wind's lack of propriety.
Xunuo was now fully immersed in his performance, unleashing this complex variation of Fist Technique with fervor. This technique was something Xunuo had refined while pondering at Broken Heart Cliff. He could practice either Eight Extremes Fist or sword techniques for two days without repeating himself; there would always be some variation. Among these techniques, Eight Horses Crossing the Plains was where Xunuo had discovered the most intricate transformations. It could be said that regardless of how an opponent attacked or which Fist Technique they employed, Xunuo's Eight Horses Crossing the Plains contained methods to counter and secure victory against them.
Xunuo executed the Eight Horses Across the Plain kick a hundred and eight times before finally settling his stance, exhaling and retracting his fists. At this moment, the great hall was enveloped in silence; some were so immersed in this Fist Technique that they couldn't pull themselves away.
More people, however, were stunned by Xunuo's intent, left speechless. This had completely overturned their understanding of martial arts, transcending the routines of Fist Technique and embarking on an entirely new path. Although they were unsure if this path could lead directly to the Way of Heaven, they recognized it as a more enlightened route than the one they currently followed, bringing them closer to the essence of martial arts.
Xunuo's demonstration of this Fist Technique felt like a window had been opened for everyone, leading them to a sudden realization: there was indeed another way to pursue martial arts.
The first to awaken from this shock was Ximen Tower. His eyes immediately fell upon Azure Wind, who was sitting with an exaggerated posture. Seeing his junior brother behaving so disgracefully in front of the disciples in front of, he quickly cleared his throat twice, but Azure Wind remained oblivious.
Ximen Tower hurriedly signaled to Tian Feiyu beside him. Tian Feiyu stood up and pulled Azure Wind back into his seat. Startled, Azure Wind exclaimed, "If I had known Liu Shizhi had such profound skills in Fist Technique, I would have invited a few disciples practicing Fist Technique to come and observe. What a pity!"
Xunuo smiled slightly and replied, "It's no trouble at all. If Master Lan is interested, I can come to Divine Mechanism Hall another day and demonstrate this Fist Technique again."
Azure Wind was overjoyed at these words. "Is that true? Wonderful! I'll go back and have my disciples prepare." He then turned to Tian Feiyu and added, "Brother, please don't interfere."
Tian Feiyu chuckled wryly. "What do you take me for? Am I not as open-minded as this disciple? Do you want me to personally escort him there for your peace of mind?"
Only then did Azure Wind relax, patting the armrest of his chair and nodding repeatedly. Occasionally he sighed deeply, leaving others unsure whether he was happy or troubled.
Gao Weiji and Gu Tianxiao also intended to invite Xunuo to their respective halls to demonstrate the Fist Technique for their disciples' enlightenment. However, since the Outer Hall primarily focused on sword techniques with supplementary weaponry and did not specialize in Fist Technique, they found it difficult to make a proposal. Divine Blade Hall solely practiced sword techniques as well; without a good reason to invite him, they could only sigh inwardly and suppress their thoughts.
The apprenticeship ceremony continued until the sun began to set. The most pleased among them was naturally Tian Feiyu. Years ago, he had misjudged Liu Yunfei; now he finally found vindication in Xunuo. Moreover, judging by Xunuo's performance over the past year, it was clear that his future achievements would far surpass those of Liu Yunfei. The mistake with Liu Yunfei had always weighed on Tian Feiyu's mind and had become a topic of jest among his fellow disciples; now he could finally hold his head high. Today's display by Xunuo also astonished Tian Feiyu, who felt as if he had struck gold.
On that day, the one with the most complicated feelings was Azure Wind. Just less than a year ago, this young man had come to his Divine Mechanism Hall to learn martial arts. Now, he found himself learning from him, sighing at the whims of fate.
Xunuo, however, did not share such sentiments. The master-disciple ceremony had been quite exhausting, and it finally came to an end. After receiving numerous congratulations from fellow disciples, he returned to his own courtyard and shut himself in.
The disciples of Tian Feiyu only visited their master once a month to discuss sword techniques and questions regarding the Cultivation Method, and to practice the Seven Star Sword Formation together. Most of the time, they focused on their own cultivation.
Xunuo had been in seclusion for four or five days. Only two visits from a disciple bringing meals broke the silence. By the sixth day, someone from the Divine Mechanism Hall came to summon Xunuo.
The two who arrived were familiar to Xunuo—one was Taishi Beichuan, the senior disciple of the Divine Mechanism Hall, and the other was Jiang Tiesuo. It seemed Azure Wind had heard about the connection between Jiang Tiesuo and Xunuo and sent him over, clearly worried that something might change with Xunuo.
Xunuo noticed that the area was surrounded by layers of people. He thought to himself: no wonder it took five days for them to call on me; they were preparing for this.
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