Chapter 18: The Silk-Wrapping Technique

Qingyuan took a deep breath and said nothing more.

He simply continued the lesson.

“Lift.”

“Point.”

“Snap.”

“Intercept.”

“Draw.”

One technique after another flowed from his sword.

Lin Yang’s learning speed remained astonishing.

Now that he thoroughly understood how the body generated force, he quickly mastered every movement Qingyuan demonstrated.

Before long…

He was already executing them even more smoothly than his senior brother.

After finishing the lesson, Qingyuan looked toward Yu Daiyan with a somewhat numb expression.

Yu Daiyan gave a slight nod.

“Teach him two more techniques.”

“One is a defensive counter.”

“The other is the Silk-Wrapping Technique.”

“Yes, Master.”

Qingyuan accepted the order before muttering quietly,

“Master… after these two, I really won’t have anything left to teach.”

“You’ll have to instruct him personally after that.”

“You needn’t worry.”

Yu Daiyan spoke without even opening his eyes.

“Just teach what you know.”

“I already have plans for the rest.”

“Yes, Master.”

Qingyuan turned back toward Lin Yang.

“Junior Brother.”

“The defensive counter is primarily used to block an opponent’s attack before launching an immediate counterattack.”

“It isn’t an entirely new technique.”

“It’s simply a combination of three movements from the Eight Basic Sword Forms.”

“Lift.”

“Snap.”

“And Intercept.”

He stepped backward twice before raising his sword vertically in front of himself.

“Now.”

“Attack me.”

Lin Yang didn’t waste any words.

With a light push of his foot, he thrust his sword straight toward Qingyuan’s chest.

Qingyuan immediately turned his blade.

Using the flat of his sword, he intercepted the incoming thrust.

At that instant…

Lin Yang felt a powerful vibrating force surge through the tip of his sword.

His blade was knocked violently off course.

Borrowing that momentum, Qingyuan’s sword immediately swept toward the middle of Lin Yang’s blade.

Clang!

Lin Yang’s sword was flung upward.

His expression changed.

This was the first time he had ever crossed swords with another person.

In that instant, Qingyuan’s earlier lesson flashed through his mind.

When your sword is knocked aside, the first thing you must do is locate its balance point.

Only by applying force through that balance can you maintain your grip and prevent the weapon from flying out of your hand.

Without hesitation…

Lin Yang sensed the sword’s center of balance.

He tightened his grip precisely at that point.

The sword remained firmly in his hand.

Immediately afterward…

The impact rushed straight into his wrist.

Activating his Inner Vision, Lin Yang watched the muscles and bones of his right arm tremble violently.

A sharp ache spread through his wrist.

He calmly adjusted his posture.

Instead of resisting the force directly, he guided the vibration backward.

It traveled from his wrist…

To his forearm.

Then his shoulder.

Across his back.

Down his waist.

Finally…

Into the ground beneath his feet.

Lin Yang lightly stepped backward several times, allowing the remaining force to disperse harmlessly into the earth.

He emerged completely uninjured.

Yu Daiyan’s eyes suddenly lit up.

“Qingyang.”

“Who taught you that method of dispersing force?”

Hearing their master’s question, Qingyuan and Lin Yang both stopped immediately.

Lin Yang blinked in surprise.

Then he shook his head.

“Master.”

“No one taught me.”

“I simply realized that my sword was about to fly out of my hand.”

“So I increased my grip at the sword’s balance point.”

“But after doing that…”

“My wrist began hurting.”

“So I remembered the methods we practiced while holding the sword.”

“I redirected the force through my body…”

“And finally into the ground.”

“Excellent.”

“Excellent!”

“Excellent!”

Yu Daiyan praised him three times in succession.

“I never imagined you’d apply what you’ve learned so quickly.”

“Many swordsmen train for years before they’re capable of dispersing force this naturally.”

“You’ve already achieved it.”

“You praise me too much, Master.”

Lin Yang smiled modestly.

Qingyuan glanced at his junior brother with a trace of envy.

Truthfully…

He himself couldn’t perform that level of force redirection.

But after witnessing Lin Yang’s astonishing progress over the past month…

Even that envy quickly faded.

There was simply no point comparing himself.

His little junior brother’s talent was far too monstrous.

“Junior Brother.”

“How much of that defensive counter did you understand?”

“Would you like me to demonstrate it again?”

Lin Yang thought for a moment before shaking his head.

“No need, Senior Brother.”

Inside his mind, he replayed Qingyuan’s earlier movement.

The defensive counter wasn’t actually a new technique.

It merely linked three of the Eight Basic Sword Forms together into a continuous sequence.

Even the body’s method of generating force remained the same.

The only difference was that each burst of strength flowed seamlessly into the next.

There was nothing difficult about it.

However…

That realization opened an entirely new door for him.

If the defensive counter was simply a combination of basic techniques…

Then more advanced sword arts were probably constructed the same way.

“So that’s why they’re called the Basic Sword Forms.”

“They’re the fundamental building blocks of every other sword technique.”

After understanding that principle, Lin Yang felt even more confident about learning higher-level swordsmanship in the future.

Qingyuan wasn’t surprised by his answer.

He simply nodded.

“Very well.”

“Then let’s move on.”

“The next technique is called the Silk-Wrapping Technique.”

“It is built from three basic movements.”

“Draw.”

“Lift.”

“And Point.”

“The purpose is to entangle and control your opponent’s weapon.”

He once again assumed the same defensive stance as before.

“Junior Brother.”

“Attack me.”

Lin Yang inhaled quietly.

Remembering the lesson from moments ago, he tightened his grip around the sword’s balance point.

Then he stepped forward.

Instead of aiming at Qingyuan’s center, his thrust targeted the left side of his body.

Qingyuan moved lightly.

Using the flat of his sword, he effortlessly blocked the incoming thrust.

The same explosive force immediately burst through Lin Yang’s blade.

His sword was knocked aside once more.

This time, however…

Lin Yang didn’t attempt to resist.

He already knew the difference in strength between himself and Qingyuan.

Trying to overpower the impact would accomplish nothing.

The instant his sword was deflected, his wrist flicked gently.

His fingers tightened around the sword’s balance point.

The trembling of the blade immediately disappeared.

As the vibration entered his wrist…

He calmly redirected it through his arm.

Before it even reached his shoulder…

His body had already absorbed nearly all of the impact.

At that exact moment…

Qingyuan’s sword traced a graceful arc.

It swept toward the middle of Lin Yang’s blade.

A sharp light flashed across Lin Yang’s eyes.

The instant his sword stabilized…

He pushed off the ground again.

His blade shot forward once more.

This time, it went straight toward Qingyuan’s shoulder.

Watching from nearby, Qingliang’s eyes widened slightly.

Even Yu Daiyan, who had been reclining lazily moments earlier, straightened his gaze.

Clearly…

Lin Yang’s response had exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Qingyuan’s expression changed as well.

He immediately rotated his wrist.

The flat of his sword pressed against the rear half of Lin Yang’s blade.

Then…

His wrist twisted.

His sword moved like a living serpent.

It wrapped around Lin Yang’s blade in a smooth spiral.

The two swords became tightly entwined.

A sudden shake followed.

An unimaginable wave of vibration exploded through Lin Yang’s sword.

Even though he desperately adjusted his wrist…

Trying to redirect the force through his arm…

The vibration was simply too powerful.

His fingers could no longer hold on.

The sword flew from his hand and spun high into the air.

Left with no other choice, Lin Yang retreated rapidly.

At the same time, he continuously redirected the remaining vibration through his arm…

Across his shoulders…

Down his back and waist…

Into both legs…

And finally into the ground beneath his feet.

Only then did he completely avoid injuring his wrist.

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