Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 254: The Significance of Bright Sword Conference to Ye An

The next day, Ye An once again faced off against Ah Ying on the grassy field.

Ah Ying still wore a cheerful smile.

But this time, Ye An chose to take the initiative, throwing a punch. Ah Ying used one hand to block with his scabbard while the other swung his blade, aiming straight for Ye An's abdomen.

"I lose," Ye An murmured to himself, taking two steps back and saying, "Again."

In the second round, Ah Ying began by flinging his scabbard. Ye An swiftly dodged to the side, but Ah Ying's powerful strike came down from above!

Just as Ye An prepared to resist with all his might, Ah Ying leaped into the air and delivered a powerful kick to Ye An's face, simultaneously hurling his longsword.

Ultimately, Ye An ended up sitting on the ground with the blade's edge just a centimeter from his face.

"This isn't just about rhythm," Ye An said solemnly as he sat on the ground. "Your experience is overwhelming."

"Is it?" Ah Ying smiled and pointed to his own eyes. "It's about focus. Observation."

After a pause, Ye An nodded. "I see."

"But you really don't seem like a typical swordsman," Ye An continued. "What kind of swordsman fights with scabbards and feet, and casually throws their sword mid-battle? What if you can't retrieve it?"

Ah Ying replied calmly, "The sword is merely a vessel for a certain special power. It's not the power itself."

With that, he stood up and approached Ye An with a step forward.

At that moment, although Ah Ying still had his longsword by his side, he did not draw it. Instead, he extended his two fingers.

After losing his longsword, Ah Ying's attack range suddenly disappeared, reducing to short and swift strikes like Ye An's. However, in the end, his two fingers pierced just an inch from Ye An's throat.

"All things can be used as swords," Ah Ying said calmly.

Ye An stared at his fingers, his brows furrowed. "You can use your fingers and anything else as a sword?"

"Superficially," Ah Ying yawned casually. "It's not about being a swordsman; I am one with all things."

Ye An's pupils dilated. "So that's what you mean..."

Ah Ying grinned, revealing his white teeth. "Growth is a process of constantly breaking oneself. Likewise, cultivation is about continually shattering one's beliefs and rebuilding them."

"When I was young, I always thought my sword would accompany me for a lifetime," Ah Ying continued. "But in the end, that sword broke. Just like how people die. Everything will shatter, but it's also the beginning of something new."

Ye An fell into deep thought upon hearing this. "That makes sense. Does this mean that martial arts don't necessarily have to be limited to fists?"

Ye An struggled to understand or accept this idea, so he changed the subject. "Who shattered your sword?"

"The Bringer of Dawn," Ah Ying replied casually.

"Whoa..." Ye An took a deep breath. "From what I know, there have only been records of the Bringer of Dawn three or four times in history, and they were all a long time ago."

"You actually fought the Bringer of Dawn?"

"Three thousand years ago," Ah Ying looked up at the sky. "Back then, even our ancestral shrines were relocated when the Bringer of Dawn came."

"So, did you win?" Ye An asked eagerly.

"It wasn't a victory," Ah Ying shook his head. "But it wasn't a loss either. It was a defensive battle, not an offensive one."

"Oh..." Ye An nodded quickly. "So, you held your ground and repelled the Bringer of Dawn?"

"It wasn't about winning or losing," Ah Ying sighed. "It was about defending our position. Many died defending that line."

Ye An sensed Ah Ying's emotions and quickly corrected himself. "I mean, back then, many people died at the hands of the Bringer of Dawn."

"That's not dying," Ah Ying replied sternly. "They were martyrs!"

"You... Do you understand how to speak?"

Ye An nodded quickly.

The two fell silent under the moonlight.

Ye An didn't know what to say, so Ah Ying changed the subject without mentioning how many people died at the hands of the Bringer of Dawn.

But wasn't this an answer in itself?

After a long silence, Ye An suddenly trembled and touched his chest. "It seems like that overheating sensation is gone. Am I better?"

"Wait a few more days," Ah Ying said calmly. "If there are any lingering effects, it could lead to demonic possession."

Ye An nodded silently. "Earth is beautiful."

"Is this the old man's home?"

"No," Ah Ying shook his head. "This is the homeland of others. We are here to protect them."

"And wait for them to return."

"Them," Ye An murmured to himself, combining the words of the Great Marshal and himself at that time, he probably guessed whose home this was.

Suddenly, Ah Ying looked serious and stared straight ahead. "Ye An."

"Yes?" Ye An quickly came to his senses.

Ah Ying said seriously, "The heavens all say..."

"The human race's ascension to the throne was a mistake."

"So all the suffering the human race has endured is karma."

"They will find a way to correct this mistake and return us to the underground."

"Upon hearing such remarks, what do you think?"

Ye An's eyes narrowed.

But Ah Ying didn't give him a chance to answer, tapping his shoulder and saying, "Soon you will have the chance to stand before the heavens."

"By then, you can tell them the answer yourself."

"I was strong when I was young, but I was also hollow because the human race was weak, and I had to bow my head wherever I went."

"Now you are young and strong, but you don't have to be hollow."

Ah Ying put his hands around his chest and stood like a Qing Song, looking down at the sky and saying, "Bright swords and bright swords. This was the sword of the God race, the most powerful of them all."

"They are all about the threshold."

"But this is the idea of the gods, not ours."

"Go win them, and put their genius in your shoes."

"Be more arrogant and let the gods know that the era has changed!"

Upon hearing this, Ye An clenched his fists slightly!