CHAPTER 565: CHAPTER 529 FARTING

December 11, 2022, in the outskirts of Tokyo’s Hirakawa District, a Swordsman from Japan was defeated by Wu Li with a fatal slash to the throat during a Sword Dao duel.

This news spread across the entire Island Country Martial Arts World that same day and quickly expanded beyond.

For the Island Country Martial Arts World, the news came like a bolt from the blue.

As the last Sword Saint of the Island Country, Nakagiya Osamu’s position in the Island Country Martial Arts World needs no elaboration, and most crucially, he had trained several swordsmanship masters and had guided many juniors.

Among those he had guided, many started with swordsmanship and later took up fist and foot techniques, eventually becoming experts.

Thus, with Nakagiya Osamu’s death, many experts in the Island Country Martial Arts World sought to avenge him, as failing to do so would be unjustifiable.

However, the person who killed Nakagiya Osamu was named Wu Li, which made the majority of these avenging experts hesitate.

December 12, Tokyo.

At Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall, Wu Li was demonstrating Xingyi Fist to a group of students.

In the past two years, as Wu Li’s fame grew, the growth of Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall had accelerated significantly, even leading to a new branch being established in Tokyo.

After participating in the duel yesterday, Wu Li stayed in this Martial Arts Hall.

"Master, there are visitors," an instructor said to Wu Li.

As the chief master of Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall, Wu Li was addressed as "Master" by the instructors and students present.

Wu Li looked up towards the entrance and saw the vice leader of the Huaqing Gang leading several experts inside.

"Haha, Master Wu, sorry to disturb," the visitor greeted with a raised hand and a clasped fist as he entered.

Wu Li courteously welcomed the visitor inside, and this was just the beginning. After the Huaqing Gang, representatives from Hongmen, Green Gang, and several local Chinese organizations came to visit one after another.

Some had witnessed the duel firsthand yesterday, while others had rushed over after hearing the news.

Wu Li knew why these people were there and was unconcerned, merely arranging for seats in the hall for everyone to sit down and then dismissing all the students and instructors.

The upcoming matters were internal to the Martial Arts World, and since the students and instructors of Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall were not part of Jianghu, Wu Li had them leave first.

At 9 AM, another large group of people entered, all from the Island Country.

Leading them was a man with a white cloth tied around his head and a long sword at his waist, walking resolutely inside—it was Nakagiya Osamu’s closed-door disciple, Uehara Shusei.

Seeing this, everyone in the hall became alert as they had come here today knowing that Uehara Shusei would challenge Wu Li.

This fight naturally could not be compared with the one from yesterday, yet the potential aftermath compelled the Chinese organization leaders present to take it seriously, which is why they had all come today.

Following Uehara Shusei, besides disciples, juniors, and friends of Nakagiya Osamu, there were also many leaders from Extreme Organizations and numerous Master Level Martial Artists from the Martial Arts World—at first glance, at least a hundred people!

This hundred people entered the Martial Arts Hall in silence, each with solemn expressions and eyes filled with killing intent, creating a powerful atmosphere that made the instructors and students of the Martial Arts Hall visibly uneasy, instinctively retreating behind Wu Li as if only there could they find a trace of safety.

Thus, in the great hall of Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall, half were Chinese, half were from the Island Country, and Wu Li stood in the center.

"Wu Li!"

Uehara Shusei glared at Wu Li with hatred, speaking in Japanese, though someone behind him translated simultaneously.

"Yesterday I challenged you, and you postponed it to today. Now I am here; can we begin?"

"I gave you a whole night to rethink, yet you still came, what a pity."

Wu Li looked at Uehara Shusei and spoke, the sense of regret in his tone could be felt even by some Japanese who did not understand Chinese.

Wu Li’s gaze reminded Uehara Shusei of the gods he had seen in the temple, who also seemed to look at the world with pitying eyes.

Uehara Shusei’s expression changed, and although he knew he was no match for Wu Li, only when truly facing him did he realized how terrifying he was, a mere glance causing a shift in his mental state.

However, Uehara Shusei’s mind was made up, and although people had urged him otherwise yesterday, none could change his mind.

"From the very first day I studied swordsmanship under Master Nakagiya, I understood one principle, a swordsman cannot deceive his own heart," Uehara Shusei said resolutely.

"If I do not dare to draw my sword because you are stronger than me, then I might as well never draw it again."

As his words fell, a tragic and resolute aura rose from Uehara Shusei, touching the hearts of the Japanese present.

Wu Li nodded, "In that case, make your move."

At this time, Wu Li was unarmed, apparently choosing to fight Uehara Shusei with his bare hands.

To this, the audience did not find it strange, for Uehara Shusei was not his Sword Saint master, and Wu Li had previously defeated sword masters with his bare hands.

Uehara Shusei took a deep breath, drew the long sword from his waist, powered his feet, and charged at Wu Li with the agility of a swallow.

After closing in, his long sword came slashing down.

Wu Li extended his right hand, his innate Gang Qi surged, his muscles and bones resonated as he prepared to strike the sword with the Bagua Bull Tongue Palm.

Just as Wu Li’s palm was about to hit the sword, Uehara Shusei’s body suddenly spun like a returning swallow, and his long sword shifted direction, slicing towards Wu Li’s wrist.

Natural Reasoning Heart Flow, Flying Swallow Sword!

This sudden change was as abrupt as an antelope hanging its horns, filled with nimbleness.

However, Wu Li’s hand also changed direction, keeping up with Uehara Shusei’s sword.

Uehara Shusei moved again, his body twisting, his sword continuing to change direction.

Flying Swallow Sword, second spin.

Wu Li followed, spinning his body, his palm continuously shifting direction.

Uehara Shusei gritted his teeth and changed direction for the third time.

Yet Wu Li still kept up, effortlessly completing the three changes of direction, applying leg techniques to his hand movements.

After the third change of direction, Uehara Shusei lost his momentum, and Wu Li struck his sword with a palm, his innate Gang Qi causing the blade to tremble violently.

Having failed in his attack, Wu Li did not continue to press but allowed Uehara Shusei to continue.

And Uehara Shusei, unyielding, used various sword techniques from the Natural Reasoning Heart Flow like the Stone Fire Sword, Wheel Sword, No Mind, Wave Returning Sword, Wild Geese Sword... Each move was brilliantly unique and dazzled all who watched.

These variations were all Uehara Shusei’s own interpretation, showing the true talent of this Sword Saint’s closed-door disciple in swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, he encountered Wu Li, and no matter the technique, Wu Li simply struck with a casual palm, precisely hitting the sword and interrupting the move.

It felt as if someone had written countless magnificent poems only to have them all dismissed by Wu Li with a simple ’nonsense’.