This time, Lin Feier didn't think about anything else but focused wholeheartedly on watching Jiang Yun demonstrate the sword technique. The Jade Maiden Sword Technique, actually not considered powerful among the sword techniques Jiang Yun knew, was the most suitable one for Lin Feier's cultivation.
The Sword Drawing Technique was too fierce, with every move intending to draw blood. The Sunset Over the Long River Sword was too cunning, and that path didn't suit Lin Feier. Other sword techniques Jiang Yun knew were also not quite suitable for Lin Feier. Only the Jade Maiden Sword Technique, although slightly weaker in power, excelled in its continuous and graceful moves, which suited Lin Feier's delicate thoughts.
After Jiang Yun finished the demonstration, Lin Feier had already memorized about seventy to eighty percent of it. Jiang Yun asked her to practice it on her own and then explained the essence of the sword technique to her.
The Jade Maiden Sword Technique became even more beautiful and enchanting in Lin Feier's hands. The gleaming sword light reflected on her blushing face, which was truly captivating.
"I feel like I want to combine my swords with hers."
Jiang Yun cursed himself for being inadequate. Trying to combine swords with Lin Feier at this moment would reveal his true feelings too obviously. No, he needed to stay calm. Brother, you must remain calm.
Lin Feier's performance in practicing the technique was quite exemplary. It was evident that her talent in swordsmanship was not far behind her brother's talent in knife skills.
After explaining some key points of the Jade Maiden Sword Technique to Lin Feier, Jiang Yun looked up and realized it was already dark.
"Wow, it's already getting dark. Well then, go back and contemplate this set of sword techniques on your own. If you have any questions or don't understand something, come find me."
Lin Feier nodded, feeling that time had passed so quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was already nighttime, and it wouldn't be appropriate to disturb Jiang Yun any longer. She left with Lin Xiang'er.
Time passed swiftly, like a young girl being stared at by a handsome boy, and in no time, it was the day of the Yanjing Martial Arts Tournament.
During these days, Jiang Yun focused on practicing the Nine Li Divine Technique and the Yi Jin Jing. He also taught Lin Yiran the Mu Knife Technique, and occasionally Lin Feier would come to him with inquiries about the difficulties of the Jade Maiden Sword Technique. After Jiang Yun provided the answers, Lin Feier would leave without wasting a moment.
Jiang Yun's cultivation during these days had shown significant progress. He had consolidated the first layer of the Nine Li Divine Technique and the third level of the technique. His internal energy based on the Yi Jin Jing had also begun to take shape, equivalent to the true qi generated by a martial artist at the sixth level of Qi-Wu cultivation.
On the day of the Yanjing Martial Arts Tournament, Jiang Yun also met another representative from the Lin family, a man in his late twenties named Lin Sen. He was a talented martial artist from a collateral branch of the Lin family.
Lin Sen stood stoically on Jiang Yun's left side, while Lin Feier stood smiling on his right side, creating quite a contrast. At that moment, the three of them were participating in the Lin family's ceremonial send-off.
Although the main figure in the Lin family was Lin Shenhe, it was also because the elders of the Lin family were willing to delegate authority. Otherwise, Lin Shenhe would be nothing more than a figurehead.
For this tournament, an elder named Lin Haitian came along. Lin Haitian appeared to be in his sixties or seventies, walking with unsteady steps as if he could collapse at any moment. However, Jiang Yun didn't dare underestimate this old man because he could sense the immense strength emanating from Lin Haitian.
"Good luck. If you perform well representing the Lin family this time, Deep River will reward you generously when you return." Lin Haitian encouraged the three of them with a sentence and hurriedly left. He didn't pay much attention to the Yanjing Martial Arts Tournament and Jiang Yun wondered what he was concerned about with his frail body.
After Lin Haitian left, Lin Shenhe came over to cheer the three of them on, promising rewards if they could achieve a top-two result.
As noon approached, the Lin family's entourage marched grandly towards the martial arts arena inside Yanjing City. It was then that Jiang Yun realized that the area outside the arena was already packed with people.
"The Lin family has arrived. Why are there so many unfamiliar faces this year? Where is Zhao Minghai, the young master?"
"You don't know? A friend of my wife's cousin's son is a laborer in the Lin family. According to him, Zhao Minghai was heavily injured a few days ago and is now crippled."
"How is that possible? Zhao Minghai is a martial artist at the eighth level of Qi-Wu cultivation. Who in the Lin family, other than Lin Shenhe, could have injured him so severely?"
Jiang Yun sensed the fervent atmosphere of the whole arena. In the Lingwu Continent, where martial arts were highly esteemed, the Yanjing Martial Arts Tournament was equivalent to the World Cup in Jiang Yun's previous world. The quadrennial event was eagerly anticipated by the residents of Yanjing City.
When the Lin family arrived at the martial arts arena, the other three families had already gathered. Jiang Yun recognized everyone except for the Ye family's patriarch.
Xiao Wanshan, the patriarch of the Xiao family, and Jiang He, the patriarch of the Jiang family, were standing together, engaged in a conversation. However, it was evident to onlookers that Jiang He maintained a lower profile, even standing half a step behind. This indicated that the current situation of the Jiang family was precarious.
Lin Shenhe led his group over, and Xiao Wanshan, the previous champion who carried himself with some dignity, stepped forward to greet them.
"Brother Lin, it's been a while." Xiao Wanshan looked at the three people behind Lin Shenhe. Apart from Lin Feier, he didn't recognize the others and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Lin, you must be quite confident this time, to have your niece personally participate."
Lin Shenhe courteously clasped his fists and replied, "No, Feier insisted on coming herself. She said she wanted to gain some experience, probably because she learned some skills at the Purple Forest Sword Sect and became a bit arrogant."
Lin Feier bowed to Xiao Wanshan and then fell silent. Jiang Yun and Lin Sen nodded to Xiao Wanshan as a form of greeting. Although the Lin and Xiao families didn't get along, they still had to maintain a facade. Lin Shenhe had instructed them on this matter beforehand.
"Brother Xiao, why haven't I seen any participants from the Xiao family?" Lin Shenhe surveyed the surroundings and inquired.
Xiao Wanshan smiled proudly and replied, "It's all because of my reckless son, Xiao Dong. At a time like this, he actually took a few people and went drinking."
Lin Shenhe's brow furrowed upon hearing that Xiao Dong had returned. Xiao Dong was the youth idol of Yanjing City. He was recruited by the Qingmu Sect when he was ten years old and broke through to the Elemental Martial Realm at the age of sixteen. Now he was a formidable expert at the seventh level of the Elemental Martial Realm, on par with his uncle, Xiao Wanshui.
In Yanjing City, there had never been a martial artist who reached the Earth Martial Realm. Xiao Dong was the person the residents of Yanjing City anticipated the most, as he had the potential to become the city's first Earth Martial Realm expert. With him present, it was likely that the Xiao family would secure the championship.
However, Lin Shenhe couldn't stand Xiao Wanshan's smugness. He spoke with a heavy tone, saying, "Speaking of Young Master Xiao, I remember something. I heard that Young Master Xiao was killed by Jiang Yun's treacherous hand. I wonder if you have found Jiang Yun, Brother Xiao."
Xiao Wanshan's face darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly. The thought of Jiang Yun filled Xiao Wanshan with uncontrollable anger.
Jiang Yun had somehow acquired cultivation and martial skills and managed to escape from under the noses of Xiao Wanshui and the numerous assassins from the Xiao family. Currently, there was no news about his whereabouts.
If it weren't for the significant events of the Yanjing Martial Arts Tournament and the Qingyang Cave, Xiao Wanshan would have personally gone to find Jiang Yun.
Xiao Wanshan, being a cunning strategist, quickly composed himself and replied, "Brother Lin, you need not worry about this matter. The one who killed my son will not be let off easily by me."
Lin Shenhe saw that Xiao Wanshan had regained his composure and stopped mentioning the matter. He instructed Jiang Yun and the other two to find a place to prepare before their turn, and then he walked towards the podium with Xiao Wanshan.