Chapter Seven, the passage of time through the ages

The world is a reverse journey, and time spans a hundred generations. This magical path of skills is quite intriguing. Hao Lingyun's face showed surprise, and his gaze became serious. The moment Yan Kaitiang displayed this technique, it immediately made him retract his earlier dismissive attitude.

Boom

Tu Yuyong, however, showed no signs of surprise. With a movement of his right hand, a flash of snow-white light emerged from its sheath, and the chilling aura of the blade invaded the surroundings, forcing the somewhat disordered crowd nearby to retreat repeatedly.

He and Yan have been old rivals who have fought many times in court. It is unclear what has gotten into the other party this time, as they have skipped even the process of a disagreement and went straight to fighting

In the next moment, the sound of the zither reemerged, with the rhythm and artistic conception remaining unchanged, culminating in a perfect conclusion

If the observer's eyesight is sufficient at this moment, they would see multiple afterimages of Yan Kaiting, each figure performing the same action: the right hand clenched into a fist, the elbow tightly pressed against the side of the ribs and drawn back slightly, then, with a brief pause, thrusting forward in a direct strike

In other words, if the evaluations spoken by the people are true, and Yan Kaiting's supernatural powers are merely external forces, then it is indeed more terrifying. To what extent must this person's talent be, to be able to seamlessly integrate supernatural powers and techniques without any effort?

Yan was in a more dire situation as he found himself suspended in mid-air, with no leverage to rely on. He was using his fists, lacking the force of a combat soldier, which was akin to colliding head-on. After the two sides clashed, he was sent flying, and while airborne, he could not find a place to land.

Linxi's skill in controlling the qin is indeed remarkable, as he was not thrown off by the disruptive sound of the flute in such a sudden situation, truly deserving of the title of a master. However, while rivalry among peers is inevitable, such blatant interference is quite rare.

This person is of a similar age to Yan Kaiting, possessing a strong physique and a pair of spirited eyes beneath thick, black eyebrows. He is dressed in a black warrior outfit, draped in a brocade robe, and stands out remarkably among a crowd of sycophants and flirtatious women. He is none other than Tu Yuyong, the second son of the Tu family, one of the "Four Young Masters of Yujing"

However, despite this slight resistance, Tu Yuyong successfully completed the buffer, spinning in place for several turns without touching the ground, before finally expending all remaining energy

At this moment, the two boats are dangerously close to each other, with the brown and gold-embellished hull of the "Xiao Jin Fang" nearly filling the view of the long window on the right side of the "Yi Lan Zhou". A group of people stands on the side of the "Xiao Jin Fang", with the most prominent being a young man surrounded by the crowd.

God knows how this person just adjusted to this tricky angle in mid-air, landing on the sail of the boat.

She stared at the Tai Chu Hammer, which lay quietly across the table in front of her, and finally couldn't help but point at it, saying: "Did that guy forget it? Who would casually throw away their own fated weapon?"

At this moment, when the force was sent out in reverse, the timing of "The Wild Goose Falls on the Flat Sand" was just right, and Yan Kaiting, along with both person and fist, had already charged in.

The two individuals suddenly halted their movements simultaneously and listened intently.

At this moment, the surrounding light around Yan has faded to almost nothing, yet the shadows have not dispersed. However, for some reason, although each punch is an identical striking motion, the landing point appears to be the same.

Tu Yuyong then realized, with a snort, he sheathed his sword but did not let up verbally, saying, "There is no need to bow so deeply."

Yan Kaiting! Come out!

This knife of his is also a spiritual weapon. The blade is one-third narrower than the usual size, yet one-third longer. During its forging, a fragment of spirit from the depths of the Jade Mountain range in the extreme north was infused into it, named "Ice Xuan". Therefore, it does not require any activation; simply drawing it from its sheath will cause the surrounding air to become extraordinarily cold.

Tu Yuyong finally stood firm on his feet, glancing at the others on the deck. The scene was somewhat chaotic, but there was no major issue; those who had fallen into the water had been rescued back onto the ship, and those who had fallen were helped up by one another.

Tu Yuyong let out a hiss from an angle unseen by others, secretly rotated his shoulder blade to alleviate the needle-like pain there, and inwardly cursed: that damn kid seems to have grown stronger again

Such a spiritual weapon, even when wielded carelessly, possesses considerable lethality. Yan Kaiting did not dare to let it come close. Seeing the snow-white blade slicing towards his nose, he immediately leaned back to evade it.

First and foremost, the crowd on the deck of the "Xiao Jin Fang" was like being caught in a storm, swaying unsteadily, unable to maintain their footing. Amidst the screams, there were also the sounds of splashing water, as two unfortunate individuals, having chosen a poor position, were directly swept over the railing and fell into the water

This is not something that can be achieved through ordinary light body techniques, but rather a manifestation of the divine ability "Time and Generations" within the art of land travel.

Tu Yuyong became even angrier, forgetting that he was still holding the unsheathed knife in his hand. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Will I kill fewer than you when the time comes? Do I need you to give me a bonus?"

One's own ship is dear to one's heart. Tu Yuyong exerted all his skills to barely adjust his position just before landing, but his back crashed against a section of railing. No matter how hard and fine the wood was, it could not withstand his impact, and it instantly shattered into pieces, with the entire section falling into the water

Yan cleared his throat with a "che" sound, straightened up, and seemed about to say something

When the jade veins were exhausted and most sects and families withdrew, the Tu family did not leave but instead struggled to transform, fighting for survival alongside the city, ultimately growing from an obscure small family into the colossal entity it is today

But it was too late, as a shadow descended from the sky like a meteor, crashing onto the sail of the "Xiao Jin Fang" with a "thud," tearing a human-shaped rip in the several-story-high brocade sail. After the shadow stuck to the sail, it slid down several feet before finally stabilizing.

The sound of cracking beneath my feet grew louder and more frequent, the sound of countless pieces of wood breaking together

The swallow lightly fluttered down in front of him and casually said, "I am in a good mood now, so I will compensate you. In a couple of days, it will be the 'Witching Hour'; slay a few more monsters, and the rewards will be credited to your account."

The guest sitting by the window, with keen eyes, remarked: "The Tu family? That is the Tu family's luxury boat!"

The speed at which Yan opened the court was astonishing, almost as if it had vanished in a flash. Yet, as he moved through the not-so-sparse seats and crowd, he remained utterly undisturbed. Meanwhile, Hao Lingyun, sitting several zhang away from him, could not perceive even the slightest flow of energy.

If this is not merely an illusion, then a single punch would indeed transform into several punches landing simultaneously

The fist struck the energy shield, and countless streams of vital energy surged and dispersed in all directions

Since Ke Yan did not resort to weapons during the court session, Tu Yuyong also disdainfully refrained from taking advantage of him, demonstrating restraint in his actions. The two engaged purely in a clash of strength, without employing any destructive techniques.

Tu Yuyong's position at the lower wind was somewhat disadvantaged, as he was directly knocked off the deck. However, how could such tremendous pressure be easily resolved? If he were to fall down like this, it would not matter much for him personally, but it would certainly create a large hole in the deck, and it might even continue to penetrate through the multiple layers of the ship's hold below.

The "Xiao Jin Fang," as it is called, is more than twice the size of the "Yi Lan Zhou" overall, and it also features a three-tiered deck layout, yet it is even more grand and magnificent. From the deck of the "Xiao Jin Fang," one can view everything from a completely elevated perspective

He leaped up, drawing a flower-like pattern with his knife in the air. Although it appeared to be an ordinary move, the surrounding space flickered with a greenish glow, and the trajectory resembled a curved shield.

If it is not Yan who is holding the court session, then who is it

Without waiting for Tu Yuyong to speak a second time, nor for the anxious-faced Lu Zhu to reach Yan Kaiti's side, the place where Yan Kaiti had been standing was already devoid of any presence. Only a faint purple light could be seen passing through the front hall of the "Yilan Boat," swirling on the deck at the bow of the ship before soaring into the sky.

Beside her, Xiao Minghua appeared somewhat perplexed, her small face wrinkled as if she were deep in thought, her delicate brows nearly knitting together.

Thinking of this, Tu Yuyong raised his head to look for Yan Kaiting's figure, and suddenly widened his eyes, exclaiming: "Yan Da, do you dare..."

Time flies, and the stars shift; countless families and factions have risen and fallen in Yujing. Whether it is the current Four Great Families or the Five Major Sects from many years ago, only the Tu family remains steadfast. In the past century, they have continuously held the position of city lord for five generations.

That beam of light shot up into the air to a certain height, then suddenly veered, striking the "Xiaojin Fang" like an arrow!

Most people did not expect Yan Kaiting's reaction to be both swift and violent, as he immediately resorted to physical confrontation without uttering a single pleasantry. The deck of the "Xiao Jin Fang" was instantly thrown into chaos

Tu Yuyong was so furious that smoke seemed to emanate from his seven orifices. He could not believe that Yan Kaiting did not intentionally damage the unique sail of the "Xiao Jin Fang." It should be noted that such a large piece of brocade can only be custom-made, requiring at least twenty skilled female workers to work day and night, and it would take a minimum of three months to complete.

Yet neither of the two instigators has gained any advantage

After the shimmering light on the deck completely vanished, the people in the hall finally reacted. Some looked bewildered, whispering to each other, while others seemed to be sharing some secret in hushed tones. There were also those who quickly walked up to the deck, looking up.

The Tu family is also known as "Tu Bancheng" in Yujing, and is one of the oldest families in the city, having established roots here long before the city reached its peak and began to decline