Wielding A Sword

When Jae Lee woo finished speaking, the whole field had quietened down.  Jae Lee woo took the initiative to issue a challenge to Jae Yung?  Even Jae Wunshun was stunned and looked at his son in surprise. The elders on top of the platform who were preparing to leave, sat back down and looked at Jae Lee woo with great interest.  Jae Shang gave a cold smile yet his heart at this moment was suppressing his anger. He did not expect that the trash would take the initiative to fight his son.  "Jae Yung, accept the challenge." Jae Shang's gaze held an intense look as his eyes fell upon Jae Yung.  Jae Yung looked at Jae Lee woo and felt insulted. In the family, his talent could only be considered ordinary. It was only in front of Jae Lee woo could find his pride and raise his head high up. Thus, every time he saw Jae Lee woo, he was more than happy to taunt him a few times. But right now, it was exactly this trash of the young generation that actually dared to challenge him, causing his face to darken.  "I will stop if you can receive three of my moves." Jae Yung said while walking out. He plans to defeat Jae Lee woo with the most brutal methods so as to let him understand how much of a trash he is.  "If you can receive one of my punches, it will be considered as my defeat." Jae Lee woo shook his head and said indifferently. The indifferent tone sounded as if Jae Yung would not be able to receive even one of Jae Lee woo's punches and this caused his complexion to turn gloomy instantly.  The crowd was stunned and could only look at Jae Lee woo speechlessly. This fellow must have gone mad. To think he would actually say something so boastful.  "No matter how beautiful the words said by the trash are, he is still a trash. Using the advantage of the words, is something only a trash like you would do." Jae Yung sneered.  Jae Lee woo laughed. He's using the advantages of words? He had only said a few words.  "Receive my punch" Jae Lee woo is unwilling to waste any more time with idle talk. After his voice faded, he moved his body forward, raised his fist and immediately brandished it towards Jae Yung.  "One punch?" Jae Yung eyes flashed cruelly and he did not evade that punch. Instead, he raised his own fist. He wanted to let Jae Lee woo know the huge disparity between their skill levels.  The air started vibrating and a tyrannical wave appeared on Jae Lee woo's fist, produced a fluttering sound. However, the crowd could only see heavy waves moving towards Jae Yung before passing through him tyrannically.  Martial Technique, Nine Heavy Waves!  Jae Yung's complexion changed suddenly as he felt how strong the force of oppression is. But it was too late to withdraw now. Both fists clashed and Jae Yung felt the aggressive waves travel through his fist and past his body forcefully. Each wave was stronger than the previous one and it was never-ending.  "Pu!"  With a groan, Jae Yung's body flew out. Everyone was dumbfounded. This scene was exactly the same as the fight between Jae Wunshun and Jae Haoshung previously. Jae Yung, without the slightest resistance was sent flying with only a single punch.  Jae Shang stood up and stared dumbly at Jae Yung who was lying on the ground.  "How could, how could this be possible…" Jae Yung was as shocked as Jae Shang and was unable to accept the cruel reality.  When the crowd heard Jae Yung's words, they remembered what Jae Lee woo had said previously. "You keep blabbering that I am a trash. I would like to ask you, if one day you find out that you're worse than me, how humiliated would you be?" The present scene had without doubt proved the proud words said by the youth.  "This is the trash young master of the Jae family?" Looking at Jae Lee woo, everyone in the audience knew that to be able to send Jae Yung flying with one punch, the punch must have at least 6000jin in strength.  "You keep blabbering that I am a trash. Now that you can't even receive one of my punches, where does that leave you?" Jae Lee woo said ironically and looked at Jae Yung with a vicious look in his eyes.  "And you. You're a senior yet you keep saying the word trash all the time. Now, your son has been defeated by me with just one punch. You're always saying that I am a piece of trash, now won't you have to say that your son is a piece of trash as well."  Raising his head, Jae Lee woo looked over to Jae Shang and said.  "You're only at the sixth Qi layer. Does this insignificant strength allow you to be so arrogant here?" Jae Shang's face turned very ugly and rebuked him.  "I'm not being arrogant here. I am just returning what your son and you have been giving to me." Jae Lee woo is unwilling to say anything more. He turned to leave and said: "If you shame others, other people will also shame you!"  "If you shame others, other people will also shame you!" Jae Wunshun whispered softly and lights flashed past his smiling eyes. His own son had really changed. To think he is actually able to say such philosophical words.  Jae Lee woo returned to his room in the courtyard and began practicing again. Although he had conquered and passed the fifth Qi layer, it was not enough for him to stand up tall. Jae Khan, who had beaten him up and threw him out of the sect doors, is naturally more talented as compared to Jae Yung. And he was currently in the eighth Qi layer.  In addition, there are also Jae Haoshung's children. Their talent can be said to be several times higher as compared to Jae Yung. Especially Jae Haoshung's daughter, Lin Qian. It has been said that she had already reached the ninth Qi layer.  In three more months, the annual meeting would be held. At that time, everyone in the Jae family, even those who are training in the sects would come back. If he does not increase his cultivation rapidly, it would be him that would be shamed the next time.  Cultivation is endless. Time passes the fastest when a warrior is practicing. To a warrior who is able to absorb the heaven and earth essences, not eating or drinking for ten days is not a problem. The world's vitality is no doubt the purest essence.  Ten days had passed and Jae Lee woo finally stepped out of his room. He slowly exhaled a long breath. In this ten days period, he had reached the boundaries of the sixth Qi layer and would be able to reach the seventh Qi layer very soon.  Quickening his pace, Jae Lee woo walked toward his father's, Jae Wunshun's room.  "Jae Lee, isn't it ok to practice at home. Why must you return back to the sect?" Jae Wunshun was worried when he heard Jae Lee woo said that he wanted to return to the sect. Jae Wunshun still bears a grudge in regards to the previous incident and is unable to let it go.  "Father, some things are inevitable. If I hide at home to practice, father will always be sheltering me. How would I be able to grow and become a strong martial arts warrior?" Jae Lee woo's eyes showed a strong determination. The sect's strength is much greater compared to the Jae family's. There are strong martial techniques as well as intense competition in the sect. It is only in there would he be able to grow even faster.  Seeing the stubbornness in Jae Lee woo's eyes, Jae Wunshun sighed in his heart. His son has really grown up. It is true that staying at home to practice and staying under his shelter is a cowardly behaviour. It would be impossible to become a strong martial arts warrior that way. However, standing from his point of view, he is unwilling due to his parental love towards Jae Lee woo.  "Since you insist on returning back to the sect, as your father, I will not stop you. However, you have to pay attention to your own safety." said Jae Wunshun as he nodded his head.  "Do not worry, father. I will practice hard and have them all under my foot." Jae Lee woo's speech held a strong sense of self-confidence. With his dark spirit, his cultivation speed is many times faster as compared to the average person. His comprehension ability had also become stronger. In addition, with a determined heart, he had reasons to believe that he would not be worse off as compared to those so-called "geniuses".  Jae Lee woo did not bring anything much, only a horse, a bag of dry food as well as some silver.  "Father, I'm off." Outside of Qingyan fang city, Jae Lee woo looked at his father as he said his farewells.  "Ah. Be careful." Jae Wunshun nodded.  Riding the horse, thousand snows, they disappeared from Qingyan fang city.  In the endless vast land, Jae Lee woo was riding on horseback. Galloping between heaven and earth, a surge of pride and ambitions bloomed in his heart.  In his previous life, Jae Lee woo had loved martial warriors shows. A lone knight riding a horse while singing and travelling around the world with a sword. He did not expect that in this life, he would have the chance to ride on a horse and travel through the world freely.  A pot of liquor, a song of broken love, and a wild life!  One hero wielding a sword and travel the world; for pride, the world will bleed and dye the green sky!  In this life, he was fated to be extraordinary. In this life, he was destined to live imposingly!