The Heavens begin by inheriting their grandfather's cheat ability

Chapter 32 Want to Empty Your Mind and Be Free

Bai Zizai stared at Shi Zhongyu.

"You really dare to let me test you, kid?"

Shi Zhongyu still turned his body to the side.

"Please, Grandmaster!"

"If this disciple deceives my master, I will accept any punishment from him!"

"Okay, okay!"

Bai Zizai nodded repeatedly.

"I love your arrogance!"

"If your martial arts talent is truly as you say, you are undoubtedly the future of the Snow Mountain Sect!"

"If I discover you've lied to me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After Bai Zizai finished speaking, he flew onto the martial arts stage.

Shi Zhongyu stepped down from the martial arts stage on his own.

On the martial arts stage, Bai Zizai stood with his hands behind his back in the center, his expression indifferent, yet exuding an air of arrogance that looked down upon the world.

He wanted to see for himself how much talent his grandson, Shi Zhongyu, truly possessed and whether he was worthy of the Snow Mountain Sect's future expectations.

"Sword, come!"

He stretched out his hand.

Feng Wanli, standing in the stands, instantly drew his longsword and tossed it to Bai Zizai.

Bai Zizai took the longsword.

"Watch closely, I will only perform this once. This is the Seventy-Two Styles of Snow Mountain Sword Technique of our sect."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Zizai's wrist trembled slightly, and his longsword was drawn, flashing with a cold light.

He moved unhurriedly, and his first move was the "Snowflakes Fluttering" technique, his sword movements light and agile, like fine snow falling from the sky.

After using the first move, the second move, "Plum Blossoms and Snow Compete for Spring," the third move, "Hidden Fragrance and Sparse Shadows," and the fourth move, "Old Branches Lying Crookedly," followed by another move. The moves were strictly disciplined, with a domineering force hidden within their lightness and a murderous intent within their elegance.

The sword light in Bai Zizai's hand was like a living thing, like a lone crane soaring through the sky, or like ice covering ten thousand miles.

Every move, from the initial strike to the sword movement, the finishing stance, the body movements, the footwork, and the breathing rhythm, is clearly displayed without any reservations.

Moreover, his rehearsal pace was not fast.

Soon, he slowly performed the tenth move.

After completing the tenth move, Bai Zizai abruptly sheathed his sword, lightly resting the blade on the ground, and looked up at Shi Zhongyu.

"Show me these ten moves!"

The surrounding disciples, Cheng Zixue, Feng Wanli, and others all held their breath.

The Snow Mountain Sword Technique is complex in its moves and cunning in its techniques. Even if an ordinary disciple watches it ten times, he might not be able to remember it completely, let alone watch it only once.

Feng Wanli and Hua Wanzi were worried for Shi Zhongyu.

Shi Zhongyu could learn the basic sword technique in one go, but this is a seventy-two-form sword technique, not a common beginner sword technique.

Everyone looked at Shi Zhongyu.

At this moment, Shi Zhongyu had his eyes closed, seemingly pondering sword techniques.

While everyone waited, Shi Zhongyu reached out, drew his sword, and returned to the martial arts stage.

"Grandmaster, please look!"

A scene that surprised everyone in the audience unfolded.

In an instant, Shi Zhongyu unleashed the first move, "Snowflakes Fluttering." The angle of his wrist, the rotation of his shoulders and hips, the landing point of his toes, and even the height of the blade were exactly the same as Bai Zizai's earlier move, without the slightest error.

After practicing the first move, Shi Zhongyu did not stop.

Then came the second move, the third move...

He used all the way up to the tenth move.

All the moves, rhythms, energy, and movements were completely replicated, as if Bai Zizai were performing them all again himself.

The disciples below the stage were shocked, and Feng Wanli and others in the stands were even more moved.

On the martial arts stage, a faint hint of surprise flashed deep in Bai Zizai's eyes, but his face remained cold and aloof.

"Kid, the first ten moves are a bit complicated, but anyone with a little talent can learn them."

"Since you claim to have the greatest martial arts talent in the world, you'll have to demonstrate the sword techniques I've practiced later!"

"Now, watch closely!"

After Bai Zizai finished speaking, he stretched out his figure and began to unleash all sixty-two sword techniques, starting from the eleventh move.

The Seventy-Two Styles of Swordplay are extensive, complex, and ever-changing.

It has fast and slow movements, hard and soft techniques, advances and retreats, feints and real attacks; before one move is finished, the next move has already followed, each move linked to the next, forming a seamless whole.

Bai Zi's performance of this piece revealed the complete Snow Mountain Sword Technique.

The sword light on the training platform filled the sky, and the cold shadows crisscrossed, dazzling the eyes of the audience.

Some disciples tried a few times, only to find that they couldn't even remember three or five moves.

Soon, as Bai Zizai finished his last move, the wind stopped and the snow fell still.

Bai Zizai sheathed his sword and glanced indifferently at Shi Zhongyu.

"Perform the entire set of seventy-two moves, from beginning to end, once more."

Everyone then looked at Shi Zhongyu.

At this moment, Shi Zhongyu, just like before, closed his eyes slightly, as if he were thinking about his moves.

Bai Zizai smiled.

"Kid, it doesn't matter if you can't remember them. Being able to remember the first ten moves of the Snow Mountain Sect is already considered to be a sign of outstanding talent."

"You deserve to be called Brother Snow Mountain..."

Before Bai Zizai could finish speaking, Shi Zhongyu suddenly opened his eyes.

"Grandmaster, watch closely!"

Shi Zhongyu took a deep breath, and his longsword trembled slightly.

Then, starting with the first move, he was exactly the same as Bai Zizai.

His every move was as fluid and graceful as Bai Zizai's.

From the first move to the seventy-second move, the order is not disordered, the variations are not sluggish, the body movements are good, and the power is equally unbiased.

When Bai Zizai wields his sword quickly, he wields it just as quickly; when Bai Zizai moves slowly, he moves slowly.

It also possesses both strength and gentleness, and both emptiness and fullness.

Like Bai Zizai's shadow, Shi Zhongyu danced the sword once again.

The only drawback is that Shi Zhongyu's internal strength is insufficient, always lacking a bit of domineering charm.

Soon, Shi Zhongyu finished using all seventy-two sword techniques.

He immediately sheathed his sword and stood still, his breathing steady, his clothes fluttering slightly, his whole demeanor calm and composed.

After Shi Zhongyu finished his rehearsal, the entire venue fell silent.

On the martial arts stage, Feng Wanli, Bai Wanjian, and the others were shocked. They could see that Shi Zhongyu's swordsmanship was flawless.

They could even tell that Shi Zhongyu wasn't learning quickly, but rather that he could grasp the essence of a move at a glance and never forget it.

Even Du Wanchuan, who was hostile to Shi Zhongyu, was unable to utter a single word at this moment.

His face turned pale. How could the sect leader possibly punish a young man with such martial arts talent?

No, there will be no punishment!

even……

He dared not even imagine how much the sect leader would value Shi Zhongyu next.

On the training ground, Bai Zizai watched Shi Zhongyu finish practicing the Seventy-Two Sword Techniques, but remained silent for a long time.

Then, a hint of undisguised approval finally crossed his previously icy face.

"Great, excellent!"

"I will demonstrate my seventy-two Snow Mountain Sword Techniques only once, and you will be able to replicate them all perfectly, without missing a single move or missing a single essence."

"Speaking solely of this talent for martial arts—the ability to remember everything at a glance and comprehend everything at a glance—not only is no one of your peers in Lingxiao City able to match you, but even when I was young, I was far inferior to you."

Everyone in and around the training ground was deeply moved.

To be able to make the arrogant Mr. Wade admit his inferiority is truly the highest praise.

This time, Shi Zhongyu was not arrogant, but respectfully said, "Thank you for the praise, Grandmaster!"

Bai Zizai's gaze darkened, and his tone suddenly turned stern.

"Young Shi, you have good talent, but you must remember that talent is only the starting point for martial arts training, not the end."

"You have exceptional talent; you can master a sword technique in a single stroke and understand it instantly. But knowing the sword technique doesn't mean you've mastered the sword. Understanding the moves doesn't mean you've achieved mastery."

Bai Zizai spoke with a heavy tone.

"Martial arts training depends on three aspects: talent, foundation, and mindset."

"Talent gives you a head start, a solid foundation allows you to go far, and your character determines how high you can reach."

"Young Shi, if you rely on your talent to become arrogant, undisciplined, impatient, and unwilling to diligently hone your skills, then even the greatest talent will only be a fleeting moment, a waste of your genius!"

"In the end, he was nothing more than a spoiled brat with flashy martial arts skills but no real talent."

Bai Zizai paused as he spoke, his gaze piercing through Shi Zhongyu's mind.

"True masters are not those who learn quickly, but those who practice diligently, persevere, remain calm, and endure."

When Feng Wanli and the others heard Bai Zizai give such pointers to Shi Zhongyu, they all looked surprised.

It's been a long time since Master has calmly guided someone like this.

He would just slap someone away and then say, "Useless trash, go back to your training!"