Three months had passed since Ye Feng had entered the "Book Pavilion." In those three months, Ye Feng continued cultivating and visiting the "Book Pavilion." When he was at "Book Pavilion," he read more about the Tian Yuan continent and cultivation, but he also visited the clan training ground and watched the clansmen and guards spar against each other.
Ye Feng watched the spars carefully. He watched the guards and his clansmen use all kinds of weapons, such as swords, war hammers, staffs, spears, sabres, heavy axes, and bows. As Ye Feng observed the sparring, he scrutinized each weapon in use. Additionally, Ye Feng was analyzing the fighting styles of those wielding the weapons. Ye Feng started figuring out the advantages and disadvantages each weapon possessed, and he was enjoying his time on the training ground a lot.
Ever since Ye Feng learned about Saint Weapons, he decided to watch the guards and the other clansmen spar with each other and learn from them by studying how they wield their weapons. However, when Ye Feng observes some of the guards or his clansmen sparring with swords, he always finds himself experiencing a familiar feeling as he watches them swinging, stabbing, or manoeuvring with their swords. He tried to figure out why he felt this familiar feeling, but he always came up with no answer, so he decided to put this question aside for now and keep watching the spars and studying their fighting styles.
One day, while Ye Feng was watching the spars, the guard commander of the Ye clan came towards him. "Fifth, young master, it's good to see you today. I see you're watching the spars as usual.". Ye Feng smiled at the guards' commander and said, "Uncle Mu.". Mu sat next to Ye Feng. Mu was bald; he has a bulky muscular physique; he looks like a middle-aged man; and he has a brown beard.
Mu asked Ye Feng, "You've been coming here and watching the spars every day, young master, for three months now. If there is any confusion in your mind, I might be able to assist you. Ye Feng thought for a second and shook his head. "The reason I come to watch the spars, Uncle Mu, is that I read in a book that in order to become a saint master, I will need to condense a saint weapon. Observing the other spars provides me with valuable insights into weapon usage and their respective benefits and drawbacks during combat.
Ye Feng's words surprised Mu, and he expressed his appreciation. "Young master, you are very wise, but you need to think about what kind of weapon you want to wield." Ye Feng thought about what Mu said and nodded at him. He then said to Mu, "I'm not sure why, but whenever I see someone wielding a sword, I get a familiar feeling when they swing the sword. I don't know why I feel like this. I am only 2 years old. I have never wielded a sword before." Mu eyes widened in shock, and Ye Feng thought, "Did I wield a sword in my past life? I can't remember my past life. There is a possibility that I was a sword practitioner, but there is no point in thinking of this. I am Ye Feng, now the fifth master of the Ye clan."
Mu began to consider what Ye Feng had just said, and then he smiled. "Well, young master, I can only think of one answer as to why you feel this familiar feeling when you see a sword wielder using a sword while fighting." Ye Feng looked at him expectantly and listened carefully. Mu saw that Ye Feng was paying attention to him and said, "I think it's because you are very compatible with the sword."
Ye Feng looked confused and asked, "Compatible?" Mu nodded. "Yes, each individual is unique; each has a unique personality, unique methods of handling situations, unique fighting preferences, and so on. As a result, certain cultivators possess exceptional talents in using specific weapons." They also prefer to use these weapons. If you give these cultivators different weapons, they will not perform as well as the ones they prefer to use. Given your high compatibility with the swordsmanship path, I'm sure that's why you're experiencing this familiar feeling. My suggestion is for you to start learning swordsmanship. In the future, you will understand why you feel so familiar with the sword. As long as you continue to walk in the way of the sword.
Mu stood up and extended his hand to Ye Feng, who smiled at Mu and grabbed Mu's hand, who helped him to stand up, and both walked to the "training weapons storage room" in the corner of the training ground.
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Inside the Training Weapons Storage Room
When Ye Feng and Mu entered the "training weapons storage room," Ye Feng saw many weapons: swords, blades, sabres, bows, and every kind of weapon there was. Mu then called Ye Feng, "Young Master, come here." Ye Feng walked to Mu. He saw many wooden weapons in front of him, and Mu said to Yu Feng, "We'll start using a wooden sword, young master, so you can start learning the basics and getting a good grasp on swordsmanship." You are still young. Don't be impatient, young master." Ye Feng nodded in understanding.
Ye Feng grabbed a wooden sword and started swinging it multiple times, like an actual sword. Mu's eyes widened in shock. "He is swinging the wooden sword in a smooth and graceful way. No one can become this proficient in swordsmanship without years of training. Mu swallowed his saliva and started sweating. "Hehe. I think I awoken a sword-cultivating monster."
Mu then calmed himself down, looked at Ye Feng, and said, "Young master, let's go." Ye Feng nodded and followed him to exit the "training weapons storage room."
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In the Training Ground
Looking around, Mu noticed a young man with a tan complexion, wavy blue hair, and blue eyes. He had a slim, muscular physique and was wearing the Ye clan guard uniform.
Mu called to him, "De, come here.". De quickly walked to him. "Sir." Mu smiled at him. "Calm down, De. I called you because I wanted to ask if you wouldn't mind teaching the fifth young master the basics of swordsmanship."
De was surprised, pointed dumbly at himself, and asked, "Me? Teaching?" Mu couldn't contain his laughter and exclaimed, "HAHAHAHAHA, of course you, De." How many De are around the training ground?"
On the training ground, all the guards and Ye clansmen laughed at Mu's comment. De blushed at Mu's comment, and Mu replied seriously, "De, your swordsmanship is one of the best we have within the guards of the Ye clan. I believe you are the best person to train the fifth young master."
After hearing Mu's words, De became determined. He looked at Mu with determination and said, "I will do my best, commander, but I never really taught anyone before." Mu nodded. I believe in you; your brothers will help you if you fail. Isn't that right, men?". All the guards, even the Ye clansmen, yelled, "Yeahhhh." De sighed helplessly, smiled, and nodded.
De walked to Ye Feng. "Young master, let's train in the corner of the training ground." Ye Feng nodded and followed De. When they arrived at the corner of the training ground, Ye Feng looked at De, who looked at him at the same time, and said, "Young master, first I will show you a proper stance for wielding the sword. "After you get this down, I will show you the basic attacking patterns in swordsmanship, and we will move forward from there. Now stand next to me."
Ye Feng stood next to De, and after seeing his stance, Ye Feng copied De's stance, and De was surprised for a second, but it didn't bother him. After that, he began to demonstrate the basic swordsmanship attacking patterns to Ye Feng. However, this time, De was taken aback by Ye Feng's flawless execution of these patterns, and his sword swing was noticeably smoother and more graceful than De's. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Is this the difference in talent? Is the young master a true sword prodigy?"
Someone was hiding in the shadow of the "training weapons storage room," watching Ye Feng intently. His eyes glared at Ye Feng with killing intent. The man was Ye Qian, Ye Feng's uncle. Ye Qian cursed and thought, "Damn it, I am not ready yet. I will have to execute my plans ahead of time. I had no choice but to contact the underworld sect. That is all your fault, my nephew. I will have to kill you too." Ye Qian then vanished into the shadows.
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After Five Months
Five months had passed since Ye Feng started training his swordsmanship under De. Chong Ying brought Ye Feng to the hall, where all the clan elders and many clansmen were waiting for him now that he had turned 3 years old. Ye Guo smiled when he saw his son arrive and said, "Feng'er, I am sure your mother told you what will happen today, but let me remind you: today we will examine your saint force." Ye Feng nodded. Ye Guo turned to Elder Yun. "Elder Yun, would you mind examining Feng'er Saint Force?" Elder Yun smiled and said, "It will be my pleasure, patriarch."
Elder Yun stood up and walked to the middle of the hall. In the middle of the hall, he summoned a black stone from his space ring. The stone was 5 meters in height and 5 meters in width. Elder Yun smiled at Ye Feng. "Fifth, young master, please come here." Ye Feng walked towards Elder Yun, who kept smiling at him. "Young master must listen carefully. Touch the stone with your palm, and don't remove it until I tell you to. "Did you understand?" Ye Feng nodded.
Ye Feng touched the stone with his palm, then Elder Yun put his palm on the stone, and at the same time, Ye Feng felt a tingling sensation in his palm, and the tingling sensation spread throughout Ye Feng's body a second later.
The black stone first shined brightly, then turned bright red. After five seconds, the black stone transformed into a bright orange color.
All who witnessed the test were shocked, and their eyes widened when the black stone color changed to bright orange. Those who were witnessing the event started to murmur in disbelief at first: "T T The F Fifth Y Y Y Young M Master middle stage S S Saint F Force." The hall then erupted into an uproar after everyone confirmed what they were seeing, and Ye Qian clenched his fist hard. His nails started digging into his palm, and droplets of blood began to fall to the ground from his fist.
Ye Guo and Chong Ying looked at their son with pride. Ye Guo then said, "Feng'er, you did well, son. I am very proud of you." Then Ye Guo turned his head, looked at the rest of his clansmen, and said, "This is a joyous occasion for our clan." Let's celebrate.". Joyful shouts filled the hall, prompting the cooks to prepare a feast. The Ye clan spent all night eating and drinking. With the exception of Ye Qian, who was packing his belongings after writing a letter to Ye Guo, the Ye clan spent the entire night celebrating.