Chapter 930: Flaws in the Blade Technique

Chen Yu smiled slightly and said, "The blade technique is indeed a bit overbearing, but Senior Zhou, if I may speak frankly, there are flaws in this blade technique."

"What did you say? You say there are flaws in my blade technique?" Zhou Tong was furious again: "Our Netherworld Blade has been passed down for hundreds of years, and our successive ancestors have constantly refined it. Where could there be flaws?"

"If there were no flaws, why was your stance unstable when you attacked me just now? And after being repelled by me, I saw your footsteps were unsteady and stiff; these are signs of ruptured meridians in your legs. Explain to me, why is that?"

Chen Yu's words left Zhou Tong speechless. His expression changed repeatedly, but he did not know how to refute them.

It was true that his footsteps were unsteady just now; this was a problem with his blade technique, caused by poor blood circulation in his legs after exerting his full strength.

But he could not figure out how Chen Yu had seen it. Was this guy's insight really that good?

"Mr. Chen truly has eyes like torches to be able to see such subtle problems," Zhou Zhangsheng's expression also changed slightly.

"Actually, the most fatal flaws in the method are not these, but the fact that after the blade technique is cultivated to a profound realm, the meridians in the legs become blocked, eventually leading to paralysis."

"The reason Senior Zhou is sitting in this wheelchair has to do with you forcibly cultivating the sixth level of the blade technique, right?"

"How did you know?" Zhou Zhangsheng's expression turned stern, and he finally began to re-examine Chen Yu.

"When Liang Lao contacted you, did he not tell you that my primary profession is actually Yisheng?" Chen Yu smiled slightly and said, "This is a flaw in the blade technique. When the highest realm is achieved, it causes the leg meridians to become blocked, thus requiring a wheelchair for life."

"How did you know?" Zhou Zhangsheng was startled.

"One Dao breaks ten thousand methods. In fact, once one reaches the level of a Dharma Cultivator, the flaws in ordinary martial arts can be seen at a glance. This is the difference between a Dharma Cultivator and a Martial Artist," Chen Yu said calmly.

"That is correct. Our Netherworld Blade is wide open and highly aggressive, but the biggest flaw in this set of blade techniques is that it damages the meridians when cultivated to the highest realm."

"Moreover, it injures a thousand enemies while damaging oneself by eight hundred. That is why, although our Netherworld Blade is powerful, reaching the Martial Ancestor Realm is the end of the road."

Zhou Zhangsheng sighed slightly and said, "My ancestors of the Zhou Clan Group have always wanted to carry forward our blade technique, but due to the problems within the technique, the Zhou Family is now full of mediocre people."

"Actually, it is not impossible to resolve the reasons for this," Chen Yu smiled: "It just depends on whether Senior Zhou is willing to change."

"Mr. Chen has a way to resolve the flaws in our blade technique?" Zhou Zhangsheng was startled. He gripped his wheelchair tightly and said with excitement: "If Mr. Chen can do it, the Zhou Family will be eternally grateful."

"This is a cultivation method." Chen Yu took out a manual: "This is a method of Internal Breath that can adjust the meridians and balance the yin and yang Qi. By using this method as an aid, the Zhou Family's blade technique will no longer result in injuring a thousand enemies while damaging oneself by eight hundred."

"Furthermore, Senior Zhou's paralyzed condition can also be reversed."

"What did you say? My legs can still recover?" Zhou Zhangsheng was both shocked and overjoyed.

"At most a year, at least half a year, it will definitely recover. It depends on one's personal comprehension." Chen Yu placed the manual on the table.

"Many thanks to Mr. Chen for your great kindness and virtue. The Zhou Family will be eternally grateful." Zhou Zhangsheng sat upright and bowed to Chen Yu with cupped hands.

Zhou Tong, standing to the side, had an expression that changed repeatedly. Although he was unwilling to accept being defeated, the gap in strength was undeniably there, and he had no choice but to be convinced.

Finally, he helplessly cupped his hands toward Chen Yu and said, "Alliance Leader Chen's strength far exceeds mine. This old man is impressed. I hope you will not mind the offense from earlier."

"Zhou Lao, there is no need to be so formal," Chen Yu smiled slightly: "Martial Artists naturally have a competitive spirit. Besides, in the eyes of others, I do indeed appear a bit young."

Zhou Tong nodded. Chen Yu's words made him feel ashamed. It seemed he would have to put away his arrogance in the future; one should not judge a book by its cover.

"Mr. Chen, Father, news just came from the hotel that someone wants to harm Mr. Chen's two friends." Just then, Zhou An hurried over.

"What is the identity of the other party? Are they from the Lu Family?" Chen Yu asked.

"They are indeed from the Lu Family. But Mr. Chen, please rest assured, we have arranged for our Zhou Family people at the hotel. Even if the Lu Family is strong, they must give our Zhou Family some face," Zhou An said.

"Thanks." Chen Yu picked up his phone and dialed Yu Sichen's number: "Si Chen, that guy from the day is looking for revenge on you. Someone will step in to resolve it there, so just stay in your room with peace of mind."

"Brother Chen, is it Lu Jin?" Yu Sichen asked.

"It is him. You must remember, the things in your body are currently in a sealed state. Do not act rashly with your abilities; I will handle everything," Chen Yu instructed.

"Okay, I understand," Yu Sichen said.

"Senior Zhou, I will take my leave now," Chen Yu said.

"Does Alliance Leader Chen have a grudge against the Lu Family?" Zhou Zhangsheng's expression was somewhat surprised.

"A small grievance, but it is not a big problem," Chen Yu smiled: "But that kid from the Lu Family cannot let it go."

"Mr. Chen, the Lu Family are not people of the Martial Dao, but the Lu Family's ancestral hall enshrines Great Immortals. You must be careful. This old man will set off for the Lu Family now to mediate," Zhou Zhangsheng said.

"Great Immortals?" Chen Yu's brows locked: "What kind of Great Immortals are you referring to?"

"We are not clear about that. It is rumored to be the Great Immortals widely circulated among the common people, mostly in the Northeast region. These Great Immortals truly exist; I have seen them with my own eyes. So Mr. Chen, please be careful, they are very sinister," Zhou Zhangsheng said.

"I understand." Chen Yu suddenly realized, and he smiled: "These so-called Great Immortals are nothing more than the legendary Spirit Monsters who have cultivated into human form."

"Because these things need people to offer incense and worship, they interact with people. The other party offers them worship, and in return, they resolve some troubles for them. Fine, I know now, they are nothing to worry about."

Chen Yu left the Zhou Family and hurried toward the hotel.

A group of people surrounded the entrance of the hotel, led by Lu Jin. Several men in suits at the entrance blocked him and his subordinates outside.

"Are you blind? Do you not recognize who I am?" Lu Jin roared hysterically at the entrance: "Do you believe I will tear down your building?"

"Apologies, Young Master Lu. We are acting under the orders of the Head of Family Zhou to guard this place. No one is allowed in or out," a security guard said apologetically.

"Young Master Lu, this hotel is an industry of the Xianyang Netherworld Blade, the Zhou Family. We cannot act recklessly today," a subordinate reminded him cautiously.

"Netherworld Blade, the Zhou Family?" Lu Jin was not a person without a brain. Upon hearing this news, his expression changed slightly.