Skill Above All Heroes, Prelude to the Grand Banquet

Heroes gathered at True-Seeking Tower.

Li Xian pushed open the door and saw Bi Chunfu lying sideways on the ground, blocking her way. She called out twice, but he didn't move aside, so she lightly used her palm to push him aside. Turning around, she said, "Madam, please come in."

Madam Wen nodded.

The Dragon-Appreciation Grand Banquet was a feast without any dishes. Dragon Claw Town was an important part of this event, attracting many heroes and creating quite a lively atmosphere. The two had traveled a long way and arrived rather late.

The first floor had dozens of seats, occupying a spacious area. The octagonal tables, side tables, and tea tables were all full. The interior was ornately decorated and very lively. Jianghu arts masters had gathered together, all looking towards the door to observe the two people.

Li Xian looked around and saw that the place was packed. He casually asked, "Madam, the restaurant is full. Shall we go find another place?"

He secretly grumbled to himself that the street was overcrowded. His wife, who usually preferred quiet and disliked crowded places, was behaving very unusually today.

When the heroes on the first floor heard "Should we go somewhere else?", they didn't know that Li Xian was unfamiliar with the rules of the Jianghu. They assumed that he was so frightened by their presence that he didn't dare to ask for a seat and was looking for a way to leave quickly.

He burst into laughter:

"Excellent, excellent! Quite a few have slunk away today after failing to attract any customers. But someone like you... a turtle who doesn't even have the guts to make a call after pushing open this door, is a first for me."

Madam Wen said, "They don't know anything! They're not just weak, they're incredibly powerful!"

Therefore, none of the heroes present recognized you upon first seeing you, as many had never seen or heard of you before.

This can help avoid murderous intent.

"Roll!"

Li Xian thought to himself, "The lady has so few powerful martial arts techniques, yet she still taught you one."

There are only a few water droplets in the air, not thousands or tens of thousands of swords. But in the end, it is just one sword. Hu Bohong uses sword to break sword, move to break move, which is actually quite powerful.

Hu Bohong used the "Flower-Pinching Finger" technique to cut off a water droplet. It was as if he had cut off a sword move, preserving the characteristics of the sword. Instead, he urged it on, completely twisting the sword move, and then shooting it back.

Hu Bohong smiled and said, "Please continue sitting. This place is cramped and not the place you wish to be in."

Hu Bohong said, "It was a chance discovery, a rudimentary skill, but it's worth mentioning."

All the heroes on the first floor have already spoken.

Hu Bohong took a step back and flicked his sleeve. The killing intent vanished instantly, and the tranquil sound subsided for a moment.

The crowd murmured, "Moon-Embracing Manor Lord, why did he suddenly kneel down? Could it be that he saw how beautiful this lady is and wanted to win her favor?"

This man is none other than Bi Chunfu, an elder of the Azurewater Grotto-Heaven. Just now, I splashed wine again and managed to slightly defeat Madam Wen. His weakness is obvious to all.

Hu Bohong laughed again. Your slender, fair hand flipped, your fingers clearly defined, and you flicked them heavily into the air.

But I need to kneel on both knees.

"Madam is truly remarkable; you are far inferior to her. That position is his now," Bi Chunfu said, rising to her feet.

My Martial Dao skills are so profound that I use a wine cup as the hilt of a sword and wine as the blade. Just now, I turned the cup to prepare my sword technique, and the pouring of wine was like drawing a sword.

Madam Wen tried to alleviate the injuries, but she was already covered in blood, with a layer of flesh torn away.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the final word "Get lost" was uttered with powerful yet weak force, containing a hidden intent to kill, aiming to send Li Xian flying.

Suddenly, a loud "thud" was heard as a Copper Cauldron crashed down the eighth-floor staircase.

Numerous tangible water droplets filled the air, each containing the power of a sword, sharp as a blade. The lady flicked her beads to deflect the water droplets, and one of them struck the water droplet precisely.

Li Xian thought to himself, "How could Madam know who is weak and who is strong? At a time like this, you're still stirring up trouble for me? Oh well... I have enemies everywhere, so what difference does it make if I lose one more?"

"Master, who does he think is the strongest?"

"Indeed, let alone those in the lower seats, even those in the middle seats, who among them is not famous? That lady appeared out of nowhere, at such a grand event, and even brought a concubine with her. How could she not be that powerful?"

Hu Bohong earnestly instructed, " In the Jianghu world, there are no set rules for conduct. Although the seats here are full, you have to earn them yourself. He's new to the Jianghu and doesn't quite understand these ways, but that's alright. He'll observe how you act and try to learn a few bad habits."

The young men's curses were directed at Li Xian. I remained calm despite the intense expression on my face, showing no emotion whatsoever.

At that time, strange noises were heard from the seventh floor. The guests on the first floor all went downstairs to check and find that there was no noise.

"If you're mistaken, that man... is perfectly capable of sitting in the middle seat, or he can retreat to the lower seat!"

The guests on the seventh floor were even less favored. Seeing the lady's captivating beauty, they were all taken aback, but none would have hesitated to give up their seats.

But this water droplet defies common sense. Before being knocked down, it bounces off to another location. Thus, this water droplet is seen repeatedly bouncing and folding at high speed.

"Senior Long invited you here, wouldn't that dampen your spirits? Truly unlucky, truly unlucky."

He Chengguang raised his palm to strike, intending to strike. But when he got within ten feet, he suddenly felt the world turn upside down. He was about to run into the sword.

Li Xian replied, "Yes."

Suddenly, a furious roar rang out, "Young Master, it was he who pushed you just now!?"

Madam Wen's resolve hardened instantly, and with a "thump," she knelt down on both knees. A fighting spirit was already burning within her, and she was filled with dread. Although she had dodged the sword, she was now at the mercy of the enemy; this lady only needed to swing her sword heavily to slice off her neck. There was no way she could have avoided it.

The wine disappears as soon as it leaves the cup. It has a tangible form and substance, which is quite formidable. This is the "Clouds Beyond the Myriad Realms" move from the "Azure Water Glazed Sword".

"Haha, your legs may be weak, but your skills are solid. If he sits next to you, I guarantee he'll have a great time."

He Chengguang glanced at a person in the corner, and struck out with his palm from a distance. The energy surged, and the palm strike was surprisingly weak.

The brief exchange revealed few subtleties. The countless water droplets scattered across the sky resembled a thousand sword moves. Yet, these thousand sword moves all stemmed from the same technique, from the same person.

My splash sent tangible water droplets flying everywhere. It was as if I had unleashed over a hundred swords in an instant, covering the sky and pulverizing flesh into powder, showing absolutely no mercy.

The weaker individuals in the arena all possessed shallow martial arts skills and cultivation.

"Damn it!" Bi Chunfu suddenly became angry, holding his wine glass, shaking it heavily, eight times to the right and seven times to the left, before splashing the wine.

Hu Bohong slightly raised his hand, and He Cheng helped him backward. Tang was well-versed in the rules of the Jianghu and knew the purpose of this gate tower. The jeers and taunts around him were quite noisy. If it were any other day, he would definitely ask them all for a lesson and take revenge on the spot. But you really have the leisure to show off your power on the first floor. It's quite amusing. He wanted to go straight upstairs.

Hu Bohong said regretfully, "What a pity, what a pity. Since that's the case, then the eldest son will have to ask him for guidance himself."

"That sword strike just now seemed unusual. But if you had considered it a hundred times in your mind, you could have always avoided it. The only way to survive was to not kneel down."

Li Xian drew his sword, ready for battle. Hu Bohong drew his sword from his sleeve, the tip pointing downwards, poised to stab, parry, or slice... He stood there silently, waiting for his prey to fall into his trap.

The words were already polite.

I looked around. Everywhere I looked, the heroes' expressions changed, they glared back angrily, and I was quite pleased. He Cheng said, "That junior in white is perhaps the strongest."

Then we went up to the eighth floor.

The elder was shocked and exclaimed, "The Flower-Pinching Finger?!" He slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

Seeing himself pierced by the sword, he immediately mustered all his strength and tried to escape. But it was too late. In the instant I was close, I was already a fish caught on a hook, a rabbit running into a tree stump. The tangible sword aura seemed to block all my escape routes. It was as if I was being forced to crash into the sword and die, or I would have to commit suicide!

However, without experiencing it firsthand, one cannot know its power. From my perspective, all I saw was: Madam Wen struck out with her palm, Hu Bohong, and it hovered in mid-air. Madam Wen swayed left and right, then suddenly knelt down in fear and kowtowed.

When water comes into contact, it should mix.

Li Xian looked over. The man was convulsing all over, his internal organs were intact, and his teeth were falling out one by one, making him look utterly miserable.

Madam Wen was sweating profusely, realizing the vast difference in skill levels. She pondered a solution and discovered a significant flaw in her sword technique.

This completely disrupted the swordplay.

I pinched a drop of water between my fingers.

Water droplets appeared and splashed all over the ground.

Only with such a winning strategy can one truly impress everyone!

The mocking and jeerous voices suddenly lessened.

He then made a sudden move, his palm brimming with killing intent. Everyone looked on in astonishment.

What makes it so special is the "Flower-Pinching Finger" technique.

"Speaking of which, this lady is indeed quite skilled. That palm strike just now was powerful and full of surging Inner Qi. Among everyone on the first floor, only the Iron Wind Palm could achieve that."

"Madam, who are you? How... how do you know how to Flower-Pinching Finger?" Bi Chunfu asked.

The elders of Azurewater Grotto-Heaven hadn't even changed their expressions when Hu Bohong flicked his finger, sending a water droplet into the air.

Hu Bohong said, "Oh no, we should ask him to give up his seat!"

I stepped down the seven-story stairs.

Madam Wen had just lost face and was easily angered. She needed to wait for an opportunity to regain her authority and avoid becoming a laughingstock again. Seeing that Li Xian was older and Madam Wen was a man, she thought, "If you suddenly make your move and use your best skill to win decisively, others will naturally dare to bring up what just happened."

"You wicked woman... How about he sits on your lap? That big, ugly fellow is utterly awful, unlike you who have no womanly spirit at all!"

He Chengguang sheathed his sword with a flick of his sleeve, clearly minding the thought of cutting off my head, but if the sword was stained with blood, wiping it off would be troublesome.

"He's asking for it!"

The lady took heavy, graceful steps, her skirt swaying gently, attracting everyone's attention.

The man lay on the ground, bleeding from one orifice. He Chengguang said, "It wasn't me who secretly used the ' Bell-Shaking Art ' to try and kill him on the spot. Hmph, you can return the favor for now. Whether he lives or dies is up to my own fate."

Zhu Xiong then said, "So it was just a gigolo. The real formidable one is my wife; no wonder she's so audacious."

"You brat, get out of here right now, taking your wife with you!"

Hu Bohong said softly, "Sir, you must be tired from your journey and would like to ask for a seat to rest for a while. I would be extremely grateful to anyone who would be willing to give up their seat."

That sword technique was extremely profound. The instant the sword was drawn, the Inner Qi was transferred into the sword, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and the sword to take form. This made the sword technique unpredictable and impossible to counter.

Madam Wen said, "Hmph, they're not trustworthy; they'll know at a glance!" In the Jianghu, strength is paramount. I've made such a fool of myself, repeatedly showing disrespect. The teasing immediately subsided.

"His method is somewhat effective. People even look at him with amusement."

Those around him were astonished and exclaimed, "Moon-Embracing Manor Lord, is he trying to glorify his opponent after his own defeat?"

Arriving at a certain place.

A voice rang out. "That wicked and fierce beauty, I'll play with her for a bit!"

People in the Jianghu speak with restraint, even if their words are crude or vulgar. They may use suggestive language, but there's no real intention to bully a man. Wen Caishang has been in the Jianghu the Heroes' List and the Beauty Ranking since their last update.

Li Xian said, "That hero, I don't know why he stood in the way. You pushed open the door, so it was difficult to back out. Please forgive him."