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Li Yun had been in seclusion for training since the last battle. After months of practice, Li Yun decided to return to his village. He was filled with anticipation, eager to share the martial arts he had learned from elder Guigu. However, as he stepped into the outskirts of the village, a sense of unease crept over him; the atmosphere was unusually heavy, and there were few people around, as if something was amiss.
Walking along the path, Li Yun felt increasingly tense. When he reached the center of the village, he was shocked by the scene before him: houses were destroyed, the ground was in disarray, and several villagers were surrounded by a group of men in black, looking at them in panic. One burly man in black was shouting menacingly at an elderly man, "Hand over your food and gold, or you'll see what I can do!"
Fury surged within Li Yun, and without hesitation, he rushed forward, shouting loudly, "Who are you? Why are you bullying the villagers?" His voice boomed like thunder, echoing across the village and instantly capturing everyone's attention.
The men surrounding the old man turned around, revealing a disdainful smile. "Oh, where did this kid come from? How dare he meddle in our affairs?" One of them waved his hand dismissively, signaling his subordinates to surround Li Yun.
"Don't hurt them!" Li Yun said firmly, his inner energy surging as he prepared for the impending conflict. These men in black were clearly minions of some dark force; they would not back down easily. The village was his spiritual home, and he could not allow these villains to trample it!
Seeing Li Yun so resolute, the men in black began to calm down. One bold fool stepped forward, brandishing a dagger with a sinister grin. "Kid, today you’ll get a taste of our power!"
Enraged, Li Yun flicked his wrist slightly; his inner energy flowed rapidly through his body and concentrated in his right hand. He decided to take action to protect the village and its people. Gripping his sword tightly, its light flashed briefly before he struck! Before the black-clad men could react, Li Yun had already made his move; his sword surged like a rainbow towards the dagger-wielding man.
"Ah!" The man barely had time to scream before being overwhelmed by Li Yun's sword force. He hurriedly retreated in an attempt to dodge but found no escape from Li Yun's agile swordplay. In an instant, he was struck down hard on the ground, his dagger falling from his hand.
The remaining men in black changed their expressions; they hadn’t expected this seemingly young swordsman to be so formidable. The leader among them shouted angrily, "Attack! Get him!" He realized that if they didn’t take down Li Yun now, they would never escape easily.
Several men charged at Li Yun, who knew he could not afford to be careless. He channeled his inner energy and focused entirely on the fight; his swordsmanship flowed like water—fluid and dynamic—constantly shifting and maneuvering. He could feel every detail of the battle; the combination of inner energy and swordplay was already at an extraordinary level. His sword sliced through the air with a crisp sound that filled the black-clad men with immense fear.
After several exchanges, Li Yun had taken down multiple men in black; they struggled under such pressure and began to retreat. They hadn’t anticipated that this young swordsman would be so strong; doubt began to creep into their hearts. Seizing the opportunity, Li Yun pursued them relentlessly without giving them a chance to breathe; amidst flashing sword light, he took down each remaining man one by one.
Finally, the last man in black fled in panic. Li Yun did not pursue him but took a deep breath and gradually sheathed his gleaming sword before turning to face the onlooking villagers.
The villagers stared blankly at the scene before them, a mix of shock and gratitude washing over them. An elder from the village approached with tears in his eyes, his voice choked with emotion, "Yun'er, you have returned! You truly saved us!"
Li Yun smiled faintly, warmth flooding his heart. "I will always protect this village and will never allow any dark forces to harm everyone."
The villagers rushed forward, surrounding Li Yun and expressing their respect and gratitude. Li Yun felt a sense of warmth; although he had just experienced the bloodshed and brutality of battle for the first time, he realized more deeply that protecting the village and the people he loved was an unshakable responsibility on his shoulders.
As night fell, Li Yun worked alongside the villagers to repair the damaged houses and rebuild their home. During this time, he taught the young people in the village the martial arts he had learned, hoping they would be able to protect their home in the future. Day by day, Li Yun gradually became a hero in the eyes of the villagers, their admiration for him growing stronger.
However, Li Yun knew that relying solely on his own strength was far from enough; the dark forces would not easily give up this land. Thus, he decided to begin searching for the source of these dark forces, seeking greater power to stand once again on this land that belonged to his heart, vowing never to let any evil disturb the village again.
The initial conflict made Li Yun acutely aware that while his journey of cultivation had begun, the challenges ahead would be even more severe. In the face of darkness, he would continuously hone himself, explore higher realms of martial arts, and seek true strength to protect the village and its people. Stepping onto a new journey, Li Yun's sword would march alongside his convictions as he continued forward!
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