Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu waved his hand gently: "You were still Xiongba's subordinate just now. It will take time to change your stance and prove your loyalty. But if you can help me achieve a certain task, then you can become my loyal disciple."...

Qin Shuang nodded without hesitation: "Please tell me the content of the task. I will work hard to complete it no matter what."

Murong Fu took out an ancient book from his arms and handed it to Qin Shuang: "This is a long-lost martial arts secret book called 'Tianmo Shen Jue'. I need you to find this secret book and send it to bring back."

Qin Shuang took the ancient book and said with firmness in her eyes: "Mr. Murong, please rest assured, I will definitely find the 'Godly Demon Secret' for you!"

In the days that followed, Qin Shuang began his treasure hunting journey.

He shuttled between rivers and lakes, mountains and rivers, inquiring about news and visiting various martial arts masters.

After hard work, he finally got some clues about the 'Devil and God Art'.

In the process of searching, Qin Shuang gradually found that she had become stronger.

By constantly defeating powerful enemies and practicing his physical and martial arts skills, he gradually understood the true essence of martial arts.

Whenever he encountered difficulties and setbacks, he was able to overcome them and move on.

Finally, in a remote valley, Qin Shuang found the 'Godly Demon Secret'.

He held the secret book tightly, feeling proud and joyful in his heart.

Back at Murong's Mansion, Qin Shuang knelt on her knees and respectfully presented the 'Tianmo Shen Jue': "Mr. Murong, please accept this secret book."

Murong Fu smiled slightly and took the 'Tianma Shen Jue': "Well done, Qin Shuang."

He flipped through the secret book carefully, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"From now on, you are my subordinate." Murong Fu said solemnly, "We must change the pattern of this troubled world together."

Qin Shuang felt deep honor and responsibility. "Yes! I am willing to serve you forever!" He followed Murong Fu, preparing to devote himself to his big plan. One month later, Bu Jingyun's arm had completely recovered. He found a secluded martial arts training ground in the house and began to resume martial arts training. Bu Jingyun stood in the center of the field, closed his eyes, and felt the power surging within his body.

As his internal energy circulated, he felt as if there was a powerful and majestic momentum brewing in his body.

This kind of power made his heart surge, as if he could easily tear apart the void.

Bu Jingyun closed his eyes tightly, and the wind around him began to stir, and the whistling sound became more fierce.

He slowly stretched out his right hand, his fingers trembling slightly. With a "buzz" sound, a wisp of pure sword energy emitted from his fingertips.

This sword energy is different from any previous sword moves. The four words "Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords" are gradually revealed among the many sword energy.

This is the last sword skill Duan Lang passed on to Bu Jingyun - the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords!

The wind stopped and the sword energy returned to calm. Bu Jingyun slowly opened his eyes, a pair of clear eyes full of confidence and desire.

At this moment, Murong Fu appeared at the door of the martial arts training ground and looked at Bu Jingyun's performance.

He was satisfied with Bu Jingyun's progress and was grateful for his previous decision.

Bu Jingyun turned around and saw Murong Fu. A feeling of gratitude and admiration surged in his heart, "Sir, you gave me a second life and allowed me to find myself again."

Murong Fu smiled and approached Bu Jingyun, "You can dominate the martial arts world in the future. I just provided you with a platform. You are not where you are today just because of my help."

Bu Jingyun bowed and thanked: "No matter what, I will always be grateful to the young master for his cultivation and care for me."

Murong Fu patted him on the shoulder, "You don't have to be polite."

He took a deep look at Bu Jingyun and said, "You have a stronger heart and persistence than anyone else. This is the most important thing."

Bu Jingyun lowered his head, then raised his head after a moment of silence, "Sir, please rest assured. I will never let you down."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, "I believe you." He turned around and prepared to leave. Late at night, the moonlight shines on the courtyard of Murong Mansion, making it extremely quiet.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed across, and Dugu Ming appeared in front of the gate of Murong Mansion.

He looked at the tall door, his eyes flashing with angry fire.

"I am Dugu Ming! I want to avenge my father!" He pushed open the door hard, and his voice echoed in the silent night air.

As the housekeeper of Murong Mansion, Qian Tong immediately noticed something strange. And at the same time.

Dugu Ming hurried into the study and looked around for Murong Fu.

The study room is filled with ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, and is filled with the rich fragrance of ink. He clenched his fists, his eyes revealing hatred and determination towards Murong Fu.

Suddenly, a figure came out of the darkness.

He looked at Dugu Ming coldly and said, "You want to avenge your father? Unfortunately, you are just a weakling without strength."

Dugu Ming was stimulated by Murong Fu's tone and attitude, and immediately shouted angrily: "Although I have no strength, I will work hard to become a strong person! And whether you believe it or not, I will never let you be safe!"

Murong Fu smiled mockingly, "Really? Then let us verify it."

He walked forward slowly, an invisible sense of oppression exuding from his body.

Dugu Ming felt a chill coming from behind and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"It seems that you still need more practice." Murong Fu's voice became even colder, "However, since you dare to break into my mansion, I will not be lenient."

He easily waved the sword in his hand and stabbed Dugu Ming.

Dugu Ming managed to dodge and resisted Murong Fu's attack.

The figures of the two people intertwined in the study room, their swords flying freely.

Duguming was agile and tried to find opportunities to counterattack, but he was always on the defensive.

At this moment, a dim light emerged from Dugu Ming's body.

He felt a magical power injected into his body, causing his strength to increase rapidly.

Murong Fu looked at this scene with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Dugu Ming had such mysterious power.

Driven by this power, Dugu Ming performed an amazing trick.

The sword moves contained a destructive aura, setting off a powerful storm in the study.

Murong Fu no longer ridiculed and looked down upon, and he tried his best to confront Dugu Ming. Astonishing sword moves intertwined together, and the study room echoed with the sound of the clash of weapons.

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Fu suddenly withdrew his sword, with a look of surprise on his face.

Looking at Dugu Ming in front of him, he whispered: "You can break through your limits so quickly. I want to see how strong you are."

The two sides started a fierce battle again, and their figures kept moving back and forth in the study.

Dugu Ming was no longer the weakling who was passively beaten, but a warrior who fought back hard.