My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 330 - 206 Pointing out a Grandmaster

Qujiang Garden.

Seven grandmasters exchanged gazes before finally turning their attention to Xu Jing of the Heavenly Mountain Sect.

Xu Jing was also at a loss.

He looked at the Imperial Guard captain and explained, "There might be a misunderstanding; we are merely exchanging swordsmanship, not brawling."

The Imperial Guard captain angrily retorted, "This is a Royal Garden, not a place for you to exchange swordsmanship. Entering here forbids carrying weapons, and violators receive one hundred lashes. Take them all away!"

The few grandmasters looked at these Imperial Guards.

Of this squad of ten, only the leader possessed the cultivation of the Fourth Realm.

The rest had but the cultivation of the Second or Third Realm.

Any one of them could easily deal with them without much effort, yet none of them acted rashly.

Although the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Heavenly Mountain Sect are both renowned powers in Jianghu,

in Daxia, the greatest power is the Da Xia Court.

Even the mighty Sanqing Sect had to bow their heads before the Da Xia Court.

As the situation became somewhat stalemate, a figure hurried over, and Li Nuo with some apology said, "My apologies to the seniors, it's my neglect. Rest assured, I will handle this matter..."

Li Nuo pulled the Imperial Guard captain aside and whispered a few words to him.

Moments later, the Imperial Guard captain approached the seven and said, "Since you are friends of the Prince Consort, we'll spare you the caning. However, we can't break the rules of the garden, so we'll detain you for a 'two-hour' as punishment..."

Li Nuo proactively said, "This incident is my fault; include me in the detention as well."

All were Martial Arts Grandmasters, respected and celebrated in the Martial Arts community.

Being thrown into the Imperial Guard Prison was a loss of face for them.

But the Prince Consort of Daxia, a man of extremely high status, was to be locked up with them, which diluted their dissatisfaction.

Besides, it was only for a 'two-hour,' not to mention Xu Jing said he had been detained for a day half a month ago, which comforted them somewhat.

Within the spacious and clean cell, Li Nuo saluted them with clasped hands and said again, "I'm really sorry, it's all my fault. Please don't blame Senior Xu, blame me instead..."

Xu Jing waved his hand and said, "There's no need for you to blame yourself; it's just for a 'two-hour,' no big deal. Come, let me introduce you. This is Senior Yue from the Hua Mountain Sect, this is Senior Liu from the Mount Heng Sect, this is Senior Han from the Tai Mountain Sect..., and this is Senior Zhou from Chu Country."

Li Nuo bowed again and said, "Greetings to Senior Yue, Senior Liu, Senior Han..., and Senior Zhou."

Xu Jing then introduced the grandmasters, "This young friend is someone I met in Chang'an, don't be fooled by his youth; he is an Imperial top scholar, and not just any top scholar, but a Sixth-Ranking Scholar... Ah, forget it, talking about this with you martial artists, you wouldn't understand."

Li Nuo took the initiative to introduce himself, "I am Li Nuo, ever since I was young, I have loved listening to tales of Jianghu, especially the Sword Dao. I greatly admire all the seniors here. Though I may not be very accomplished, I do have some connections in Chang'an. If the seniors ever need anything, feel free to ask..."

Because he felt he had behaved improperly, Li Nuo's demeanor was very humble.

The several grandmasters had no ill feelings towards this modest younger man.

Although their swordsmanship exchange was interrupted, they hadn't seen each other for a long time and took the opportunity to catch up.

The place was called a prison, but the space was not cramped at all. There were tables and chairs, and even tea and pastries, making for a pleasant conversation spot.

"Old Yue, the sword move you just used—was it that Nine Swords?"

"The Hua Mountain Nine Swords was a sublime swordsmanship conceived by a predecessor of the Hua Mountain Sect. Unfortunately, it was not passed down but carved onto a stone wall. If I hadn't stumbled upon it by chance, who knows when such exquisite swordsmanship would have seen the light of day again..."

"No wonder Xu Jing is no match for you; that swordsmanship seems far more refined than the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique."

"Nonsense! How am I no match for him? The subtlety of the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique is something you can't comprehend. If it weren't for those buzzkills interrupting, I would have won easily!"

"Talking now is pointless; you two should have another match later and let the facts speak for themselves."

...

As they chatted, Li Nuo silently poured tea and served water on the side.

This made the grandmasters' perception of the young man even more favorable.

No matter how high their status was in Martial Arts, the Daxia government paid no heed to who was a grandmaster or not. In past dealings with local authorities, even a mere County Magistrate could act high and mighty.

But this young man, despite his noble status, did not carry an ounce of loftiness about him; he was as respectful and considerate as a junior within a Sect, providing the seniors with great emotional value.

The 'two-hour' passed quickly, and as soon as they left the Imperial Guard Prison, they couldn't wait to find a place to spar.

Li Nuo found them a new venue.

Though not as vast as Qujiang Garden, it was also a beautiful spot featuring mountains and water, an ideal place for enjoying scenery and sparring.

There was also a stage, perfect for matches.

Not far away was a pavilion where the wife and Yiren were watching.

This private garden was borrowed from King Chun.

Initially, Li Nuo planned to borrow it just for a day, but upon asking, King Chun gifted it to him.

Saying it was a wedding gift for him and Anning.

Li Nuo couldn't refuse and had to accept.

Earlier, they hadn't determined a winner, but upon arriving here, the Hua Mountain Sect grandmaster continued to exchange sword techniques with Xu Jing of the Heavenly Mountain Sect.

On the platform, the two battled to an indecisive outcome.

Li Nuo watched for a moment, then withdrew his gaze.

Within twenty moves, Senior Xu would surely lose.

There was no particular reason, but that was just his feeling.

He glanced again at the Law Code.

Portraits of the grandmasters were all on it, but not yet fused together.

He wondered whether it was due to an insufficient number or some other reason.

Li Nuo felt that when their portraits lit up at the same time, it wasn't as simple as a mere addition.

Their sword dao insights seemed to be automatically organized and optimized by the Law Code.

Li Nuo looked towards the two people who were sparring, his eyes saw no people, only swords.

At this moment, the situation on the field also underwent a transformation.

The two participants went from being evenly matched at the start to the Hua Mountain Sect's grandmaster gradually gaining the upper hand. After a mere few moves, Xu Jing was pressed into a purely defensive position, retreating step by step, until he was forced outside of the stage, settling in regretful defeat.

The Hua Mountain Sect grandmaster held his sword and smiled, saying, "I thank you for going easy on me."

Several grandmasters remarked upon seeing this.

"Hua Mountain Sect's swordsmanship is indeed impressive."

"Though the number of sword moves are few, the variations are numerous. Xu Jing's loss is not undeserved."

"Although Yue Yang broke through to the next level several years later, with such exquisite swordsmanship, it's uncertain if he would really lose in a proper fight."

...

Listening to everyone's opinions, the Hua Mountain Sect's grandmaster showed a proud smile, brimming with spirit.

Xu Jing, however, wore a look of dejection. He had lost himself, a clear sign of his inferiority, but to have his Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique deemed inferior to Hua Mountain swordsmanship made him feel bitter inside.

At this time, Li Nuo stepped forward and said to Xu Jing, "Senior Xu, may I have a word with you?"

Xu Jing and Li Nuo walked to a small pavilion not too far away, where he asked, "Young friend, what is it?"

Li Nuo looked at him and said, "Actually, the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique is infinitely variable and might not be inferior to that senior from the Hua Mountain Sect. It's just that Senior Xu was too impatient and didn't fully exhibit the true profundity of the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique."

Hearing this consolation cheered Xu Jing a bit, but he still said, "A loss is a loss, a clear sign of lesser skill. The only one to blame is myself for not practicing the art deeply enough."

Li Nuo glanced in the direction of the platform and whispered a few sentences.

Xu Jing was slightly stunned, "You understand the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique?"

Li Nuo responded, "Somewhat."

As he continued to speak, Xu Jing listened more and more astonished. Although Li Nuo seemed to have no cultivation at all, he was extremely familiar with the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique. A few casual pointers had given Xu Jing an epiphany.

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This was no mere understanding.

Even the sect master might not do as well as this.

He has no foundation in the martial path, yet such profound insight into the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique — what kind of perception was this?

In that moment, Xu Jing gained a clearer understanding of the Sixth-Ranking Scholar.

After Li Nuo's guidance, his face alternated between joy and astonishment, and then doubt crept in again.

Moments later, he took a deep look at Li Nuo and walked back to the base of the stage.

The others were engrossed in the duel on the stage, hardly noticing him.

A few moments later.

The sword path master from Chu Country flew out of the ring and admitted while bowing, "Brother Yue's swordsmanship is exquisite. I, Zhou, willingly acknowledge my defeat."

With this bout, the Hua Mountain Sect master won against two challengers in succession.

After that, four other people took turns entering the stage, but all were defeated in a move or half.

The several grandmasters were all convincingly defeated.

In the last six months, Yue Yang's swordsmanship had indeed significantly improved.

At this moment, Xu Jing jumped back onto the stage and said, "Old Yue, let's spar once more."

The elder from the Hua Mountain Sect smiled and said, "Please."

The sword technique he had chance upon recently was originally created by an ancestor of the Hua Mountain Sect and could seamlessly integrate with the Hua Mountain swordsmanship.

Moreover, having known Xu Jing for many years and having sparred countless times, he was exceedingly familiar with Xu Jing's swordplay, while Xu Jing's knowledge of his own was somewhat lacking. No matter how many times they compared skills, the result would be the same.

With a sword in one hand and the other behind his back, he stood with a smile, the epitome of a grandmaster.

However, as Xu Jing attacked once more, the smile on his face quickly vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

Soon after, the hand that had been resting at his back was also brought forward.

What's going on? In just a short while, Xu Jing seemed like a different person. It was still the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique he executed, but his every move was now effectively countered.

He seized an opportunity to execute a clever sword move.

But it was as if Xu Jing had anticipated it; with a change in his technique, not only did he dodge the attack, but he also struck with his own sword, placing it right on his opponent's chest.

Xu Jing slowly withdrew his sword, his face showing surprise.

He hadn't expected to win.

Especially with the Heavenly Mountain Sword Technique.

He even forgot to utter polite formalities, slowly turning his head, his gaze landing on a tower not far away.

Inside the tower, Song Yiren was cracking melon seeds and asked Li Nuo, "What did you say to Senior Xu just now?"

Li Nuo replied, "I told him how he could defeat the grandmaster from the Hua Mountain Sect."

Song Yiren glanced at him, not bothering to continue the conversation.

Giving pointers to them was one thing, but to a grandmaster, did he think he was of the Sixth Realm?

The grandmasters' sparring was certainly fascinating, and she had some minor insights after watching several matches.

However, she didn't feel much excitement.

Instead, there was an inexplicable tension, as if something bad was about to happen...

At this very moment, at a certain city gate of Chang'an.

A figure stood under the imposing city walls, gazing up at the characters for "Chang'an," took a deep breath, and slowly entered the gate...