Purple Mist Dao Master
Chapter 247 - 202: Huashan Foundation Sword! Utmost Peril: 108 Forms of Gale Swift Sword! [6000 Word Mega - !]_3

Chapter 247: Chapter 202: Huashan Foundation Sword! Utmost Peril: 108 Forms of Gale Swift Sword! [6000 Word Mega Chapter!]_3

The stands were sparse, appearing desolate.

"The crowd is a bit thin."

Yan Chuan felt a bit disappointed, but with over ten thousand people, it was enough for him to perform. In fact, those ordinary spectators were simply there to make up the numbers, having almost no impact on his "Mutual Teaching and Learning."

Most people did not practice martial arts, listening to his explanations was like listening to a complex scripture, what feedback could they provide?

Whether present or not, it mattered little.

Yan Chuan remained dedicated, regardless of main or side matches, regardless of the number of people, he would be in the observation seat at Taikang Academy, holding a "White Horn Trumpet," earnestly explaining.

The day came to an end.

After more than ten matches, Yan Chuan had also explained more than ten times, gaining some small insights——

[Task One: Inspiration +3]

...

"Yijinjing!"

"94 Inspiration!"

"Getting closer and closer!"

Yan Chuan watched as the inspiration progress for "Yijinjing" inched towards the significant milestone of 100, his emotions inevitably fluctuating.

It wasn’t that his mental fortitude was lacking, it was just that ’Yijinjing’ had taken too much time.

Since he awakened at "Purple Mist Palace" last July and established this research and development task, it took a full eight months, more than half a year, to finally become ready to unveil!

Now it’s just a matter of the last-minute goal, how could Yan Chuan not be excited?

"Tomorrow, I have a round!"

"After this round, ’Yijinjing’ is likely to be completed!"

At most one or two days!

Yijinjing will be complete!

Yan Chuan felt parched, eagerly anticipating!

...

Watching matches and explaining during the day.

Reading and researching at night.

Yan Chuan’s schedule was packed, and his martial arts cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds.

Sixth day of the tournament.

Yan Chuan took the stage again.

This time, his opponent was actually an acquaintance——

...

"Everyone, it’s good to see you again."

Yan Chuan greeted Meng Nan and others with a smile, then pointed to Yu Jinpeng, Jin Yutang, Su Ye, and Zhong Hui, arranging them——

"Zhong Hui, you will use ’Xingyi Boxing’. "

"Su Ye, you will use ’Eight Diagram Palm’. "

"Yutang, you will use ’Baji Fist’. "

"Jinpeng, you will use ’Tai Chi Boxing’. "

"Remember my repeated reminders before the start, don’t focus on winning, focus on experiencing the nuances of the boxing techniques in real combat."

Yan Chuan assigned the four, limiting them to using only the four styles of boxing he created and taught.

"Yes!"

The four responded in unison, charging into action.

Xingyi!

Eight Diagram!

Baji!

Tai Chi!

Yan Chuan stood alone in the field, starting from these four peak boxing skills, he commented on Zhong Hui’s ’Fu Family Boxing’, Su Ye’s ’Four Gates Fist’, and what Yu Jinpeng and Jin Yutang practiced, ’Cheng Family Boxing’, and further commented on the opposing team from Guangling Academy’s ’Taixu Fist’, ’Yellow Dragon Fist’, ’Drunken Immortal Fist’, and ’Floral Fist’.

He further expanded the discussion, talking about more boxing styles from Guangling, Taikang, Liyang, and Yingze.

Referencing broadly!

All-knowing!

Yan Chuan guided four people—

No!

Not only Zhong Hui and the others!

Also including the opponents Tang Huaiyu, He Junjie, and others, even though they were opponents, Yan Chuan was also guiding them.

One person!

Guiding eight people!

Explaining complex concepts in simple terms, thoroughly insightful!

Everyone on the field and the spectators in the stands, whether participating, watching, or listening, were completely absorbed.

As for Yan Chuan, besides talking, he himself wasn’t idle either——

"Come!"

"Let’s compare swords."

Yan Chuan called to the solitary Meng Nan, holding a sword, smiling: "I recently created a sword technique, called ’First Base Sword’. "

First?

What a bold claim!

Just as Meng Nan was forming thoughts, Yan Chuan explained: "Don’t misunderstand, ’First’ doesn’t mean ’Number One Under Heaven’, but signifies the first basic sword technique I created. Starting from ’First Base Sword’, there will be a ’Second Base Sword’, ’Third Base Sword’, and even more, a whole series of ’Base Swords’, meant to encompass all styles and variations of ’basic swordsmanship’ under heaven!"

So that’s what this ’First’ means!

Meng Nan’s eyes twitched, feeling that this explanation was even more audacious than ’Number One Under Heaven’, as the idea of ’a whole series of base swords’ sounded downright crazy!

A series of base swords!

Encompassing the world?

This was too crazy!

Seeing Yan Chuan again, Meng Nan had prepared a lot of pleasantries, but Yan Chuan’s unconventional, successive actions threw off his rhythm, leaving him momentarily unsure of where to start.

Yan Chuan got straight to the point: "First Base Sword, please critique."

...

"First Base Sword" is indeed "Huashan Base Sword"!

Great Yan didn’t have Huashan, or maybe it did have a mountain of the same name, but it must have been a different mountain sharing a name with the one from his previous life, so Yan Chuan naturally couldn’t use the words ’Huashan’ again.

He intended to name the basic sword techniques of the Five Mountains Sword Sects as ’First’, ’Second’, ’Third’, ’Fourth’, ’Fifth’, thus encompassing most sword techniques under heaven.

During yesterday’s observation, "First Huashan Base Sword" was completed, and today he intended to test its edge——

"Be careful!"

Clang!

Yan Chuan initiated with a move ’White Rainbow Through the Sun’, both strange and perilous, fully displaying the essence of Huashan swordsmanship.

...

"’White Rainbow Through the Sun’, ’White Clouds Emerging’, ’Phoenix Coming’, ’Heavenly Bell Inverted’, ’Ancient Pine Welcoming Guest’, ’Golden Wild Goose Flying’, ’Endless Falling Wood’, ’Green Mountain Obscure’, ’Ancient Pine Forest’, ’Bells and Drums Sound Together’, ’Xiao Shisheng Long’, ’Cooling Breeze’, ’Poetry Sword Gathering’, ..."

"First Base Sword!"

"Basic Swordsmanship?"

"Yan Chuan calls this basic swordsmanship?"

Ni Mengtong sat high, looking focused, observing Yan Chuan as he guided Zhong Hui and others through a melee of boxing techniques while simultaneously wielding his newly-created "First Base Sword", expounding on the mysteries of swordsmanship beginning from "First Base Sword".

Boxing!

Swordsmanship!

Yan Chuan spoke eloquently, his rapid speech was astonishingly fluent.

In his previous life, there was a male host who set a record with a speech rate of 350 words in 47 seconds, approximately 7.4 words per second. The world record for Chinese speech rate in his previous life was 10 words per second.

In this life, Yan Chuan was faster.

By breaking the limit of Qi and Blood, his sinew, bone, skin, and membrane surpassed ordinary humans; his speech was also far beyond ordinary, capable of spitting out thirty to fifty words per second fluently with clear enunciation.