Chapter 201: Devilish Training

The four of them stood frozen in place, recalling the feelings they each had when they first killed someone.

"Let's go, let's go check on Long Er.

Back then, at least the four of us had each other to huddle together for warmth, but now that Long Er is all alone, it must be hard for him."

Duan Fengyun said.

Nie Feng and the others nodded, and the four of them walked quickly down the mountain.

After some inquiries, the four of them learned that Long Er had already returned to his room.

The four of them arrived outside Long Er's door and knocked.

Qin Shuang said:

"Long Er, are you inside?

If you don't say anything, we're going to open the door and come in ourselves!"

There was still no sound from inside, and fearing that something had happened to Long Er, the four of them hurriedly pushed the door open.

The four of them walked into the room, which was empty, and Duan Fengyun pointed toward the bed.

The four of them came to the bedside and saw Long Er covered by his quilt, shivering there.

Duan Fengyun sat on the edge of the bed and comforted Long Er, saying:

"Long Er, don't be afraid, it's already over.

Haven't you always wanted to travel the jianghu and act with chivalry and justice?

Dad promises you that from now on, Dad and your Uncle Feng and the others will spar with you every day to give you real combat experience.

Once you meet our requirements, I will let you go out and travel the jianghu on your own."

As his voice fell, a small head poked out from under the quilt, and Long Er wiped his moist eyes and asked:

"Dad, is what you said true?"

Duan Fengyun nodded and smiled:

"Tell me, when has Dad ever lied to you?"

In the end, his dream overcame his fear, and Long Er cried tears of joy:

"Okay, then I will definitely practice martial arts diligently and finish my training early."

"You little guy, you must be hungry.

Come on, Dad will take you to eat."

Before coming to Long Er's room, Duan Fengyun had already ordered someone to get some food for Long Er from the kitchen.

Long Er had just vomited up everything he had eaten, and since he was still growing, he couldn't afford to go without food.

Looking at the roasted chicken and roast duck in front of him, Long Er wiped his mouth and began to feast.

With a roasted chicken leg in his left hand and a roast duck leg in his right, he ate with great relish.

Duan Fengyun and his three fellow disciples began to drink wine.

"Three senior brothers, I plan to start comprehensive instruction for Long Er from tomorrow.

Feng, you are responsible for teaching Long Er the Wind God Leg; to travel the jianghu, Long Er must have a skill to save his life.

Yun, you are responsible for teaching Long Er the Cloud-Seeping Palm.

Shuang, you are responsible for teaching Long Er the Heaven Frost Fist.

And I will be responsible for guiding Long Er's sword techniques and actual combat.

This might affect your time; I wonder if the three of you are willing?"

Duan Fengyun explained his plan for Long Er to the three of them, wanting to hear their thoughts.

Long Er also stopped eating and listened silently to their replies.

"You brat, what are you looking at? Do you think only your dad loves you, and we uncles don't?"

Qin Shuang said, feigning anger.

Duan Fengyun and Long Er smiled; this meant that Qin Shuang and the others had agreed to Duan Fengyun's arrangement.

"Long Er, once you're full, go to sleep and rest.

I'll give you a Reassurance Pill first; the training we have in store for you will be devilish training.

If we are even slightly lax in our teaching, you will be one degree more in danger when you travel the jianghu in the future.

Therefore, we will definitely be strict and even harsher with you; you must be prepared. Once we start, we won't let you turn back."

Duan Fengyun put away his smile and said sternly to Long Er.

Long Er also replied with a serious face:

"Dad, Uncle Shuang, Uncle Yun, Uncle Feng, please rest assured.

Whatever harsh methods you have, bring them on; I will definitely not be cowardly."

Looking at the determined Long Er, the four of them beamed; he truly wouldn't shed tears until he saw the coffin. Tomorrow, they would show Long Er what cruelty really was.

After Long Er was full, he was sent back to his room to sleep by Duan Fengyun.

The four fellow disciples continued to discuss how to divide their time.

The four of them had only one goal for Long Er's training:

"As long as it doesn't kill him, train him to death."

They didn't want to see Long Er pay the price later because of their own soft-heartedness.

Having agreed on the plan, the four of them returned to their rooms to sleep.

The next morning, Long Er, still in his dreams, was roared awake by Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun, who was always straightforward, never pampered Long Er when it came to martial arts, so everyone unanimously decided that Bu Jingyun would be responsible for Long Er's morning exercises.

"Long Er, hurry up and get dressed, and come with me."

Bu Jingyun finished speaking and walked toward the door; before long, the sleepy-eyed Long Er walked out of his room, still getting dressed.

Looking at the sky, which had only just begun to brighten, Long Er yawned and said:

"Uncle Yun, it isn't even light out yet, why did you wake me up?"

Bu Jingyun said with a stern face:

"The day's planning lies in the morning. Since you want to master these skills, you must be prepared to endure hardship.

Stop talking nonsense and come here quickly!"

Bu Jingyun pulled the sleepy-eyed Long Er to the Back Mountain.

After some warm-ups, Long Er finally became alert.

Bu Jingyun began to explain the Cloud-Rending Palm to Long Er.

"The Cloud-Rending Palm is erratic and unpredictable, yet its power is extraordinary.

The Cloud-Rending Palm is divided into twelve forms; Long Er, watch closely.

The first form, Flowing Water Moving Clouds: this palm technique is rounded and continuous, flowing as smoothly as water, leaving the opponent with no power to counterattack.

The second form, Draping Clouds Wearing Moon: this form uses a cloak as cover to change one's stance extremely quickly, attacking the enemy where they are unprepared.

The third form, Turning Clouds Overturning Rain: this form relies on extremely fast palm strikes to launch a wild assault on the enemy, like turning clouds and overturning rain.

The fourth form, Overturning Seas and Mountains: the momentum of this palm is as fierce as overturning seas and mountains, crushing the enemy as easily as breaking dry wood.

The fifth form, Dark Clouds Obscuring Sun: this form can draw upon the power of heaven and earth, merging with one's own black Qi, like dark clouds descending directly.

The sixth form, Heavy Clouds Deeply Locked: this form generates layers of cloud Qi to surround the opponent, making them unable to launch an attack.

The seventh form, Tearing Heaven Rending Clouds: this move possesses the force of a thousand jun, enough to tear open the heavens.

The eighth form, Cloud Sea Waves: this form is firm within the soft and soft within the firm, like waves in the sea, combining firmness and softness.

The ninth form, Shifting Clouds Without Fixity: the yin and yang Qi of this form are ethereal and unfixed, delivering a massive blow to the enemy.

The tenth form, Disastrous Clouds Descending from Heaven: the cloak carries invincible energy, descending from a high position to transform into a giant palm, trapping the opponent to death.

The eleventh form, Cloud Fairyland: this form places the enemy within cloud Qi, making them unable to find their bearings; the mist can cause the opponent to hallucinate, seeing the scenes they fear most. This is also the moment when the enemy cannot defend themselves, and one delivers a fatal palm strike while they are confused.

The twelfth form, Sorrowful Clouds Miserable Pale: the essence of this move lies in the word 'pale'. The preceding sorrowful clouds and miserable mist are merely plain and unadorned foreshadowing; this move requires one to experience the feeling of sorrow and misery in their heart, with no desires or cravings, only then can one unleash the move's most powerful force."

After Bu Jingyun finished introducing these to Long Er, he slowly explained the internal cultivation method and demonstrated the moves in front of Long Er.

After confirming that Long Er had memorized them all, Bu Jingyun stood to the side and watched Long Er practice them there.

After Long Er had practiced for an hour, the sky had already brightened.

Seeing this, Bu Jingyun stood up and said:

"Let's go, Long Er, we are changing locations."

Long Er stopped his hand movements and followed Bu Jingyun to the next place.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The sound of a waterfall came from ahead, and Bu Jingyun brought Long Er to the front of a waterfall.

Bu Jingyun pointed at the surging, torrential waterfall and said:

"Long Er, if you want to master the Cloud-Rending Palm, you must have a strong physique.

Furthermore, practicing the Cloud-Rending Palm in water will increase your speed by leaps and bounds, so I want you to go under this waterfall, circulate the Cloud-Rending Palm internal method, and strike!"

Long Er looked at the surging, torrential waterfall before him and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Uncle Yun, this waterfall is so rapid, I'm scared!"

After Bu Jingyun gave a cold laugh, he picked Long Er up and threw him directly into the pool beneath the waterfall.

Caught off guard, Long Er swallowed several mouthfuls of water in the pool before surfacing.

Bu Jingyun then flew onto a giant rock in front of the pool and said to Long Er:

"Long Er, back in the day, your father and the others all went through this.

If you want to catch up to us in the future, or even surpass us, then you must persevere.

If you feel you cannot persevere, then I will take you to find your father immediately, and we will give up on you learning martial arts.

Long Er, think clearly and tell me, what is your answer!"

Bu Jingyun's reverse psychology worked, and Long Er swam directly back under the waterfall.

Just as Long Er stood up under the waterfall, with a 'clatter', he was knocked back into the water by the surging waterfall.

But Long Er did not give up; every time he was knocked back, he stood up again.

Watching Long Er's performance, Bu Jingyun nodded with satisfaction and thought to himself:

"Good boy, Long Er, that's it, keep going."

After being battered for half an hour, Bu Jingyun saw that Long Er was beginning to tire, and there was no practical point in continuing.

"Alright, Long Er, today's training ends here.

Go, head back to eat breakfast and rest for a while; after you rest, someone new will come to find you.

Our training continues tomorrow!"

Hearing that it was over, Long Er swam out of the pool as if granted an amnesty.

But when he heard that he had to continue after resting for a while, and that he didn't know how long such devilish training would last, he lay limply on the rock.

"Long Er, we've barely started!

Get up quickly; if you don't get up now, then don't bother resting later, I'll have the next person training you come directly to drill you."

Bu Jingyun shouted.

Under Bu Jingyun's constant intimidation and urging, Long Er dragged his exhausted body to his room.

During this time, many disciples saw the exhausted and dying-looking Long Er and felt puzzled; why was Young Master Long Er in such a state so early in the morning?

But upon seeing Bu Jingyun behind Long Er, everyone instantly thought they understood.

They guessed that it must be Young Master Long Er who had been mischievous, and then he was punished by Bu Jingyun.

Long Er returned to his room, didn't even look at the breakfast on the table, and flopped straight onto the bed with a thud.

He was truly too tired; he was so tired that he didn't even want to eat, wanting only to lie on the bed.

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