When system cheat becomes rampant!

Student points are extremely important at the Martial Arts College of Liangzhou University. You can earn points in the fighting ring, or help with missions to accumulate points. You can also use points to offer bounties for others to help you complete the difficult system tasks.

"I can do that."

Xiang Beifei nodded. After all, running around in the wilds beyond the domain would be beneficial for him, and this kind of experience was always something to be learned.

"Alright, I'll find an easy mission for you next weekend. It will be in the wilderness outside the domain. You'll meet the other three advanced students, and I'll have them go with you. That way, you'll be safer," said Ye Changfeng.

After a moment, Ye Changfeng added, "It's really rare to see freshmen setting up a challenge in the ring. After all, it's too showy and it's easy for others to study and see through you."

Ye Changfeng touched his forehead, realizing that he had been underestimating Xiang Beifei. He knew that Xiang Beifei was powerful and that accumulating a hundred points wasn't difficult for him, but he had estimated it would take at least about a month.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Beifei had managed to do it by Friday after only deciding to on Monday.

"No problem, I'm just a fake sword cultivator after all. Let them study me as much as they want."

Xiang Beifei held the Ronin Sword given to him by Ye Changfeng and made some gestures with it.

The Ronin Sword gleamed, its edge sharp and clear.

If the sword wasn't working, he would just throw it away and use his fists instead.

"You still can't be careless. Right now, you're going up on the stage and chopping with a sword, but that's not real swordsmanship. If you want to hide your identity, pretending to be a sword cultivator when you're actually a body cultivator, you should try to make it as convincing as possible. I'll just teach you a couple of moves in swordsmanship so that when you're on stage performing the moves, it should help you disguise yourself better and not be seen through," Ye Changfeng said.

In the fighting ring, there are teachers on rotation as referees every day, and many of them are very observant. If they uncover the disguise, they will train their own club's students to target Xiang Beifei.

Since Xiang Beifei was disguising himself as a "Sword Cultivator" to earn points for the club, Ye Changfeng naturally wanted to give him a helping hand.

"Okay, then I'll learn a couple of moves."

Xiang Beifei's cultivation was high, and just chopping at the opponent with a sword could make the opponent crash down like falling flowers swept by a stream, but to a real swordsman familiar with swordsmanship, it would be easy to tell that he was not a true sword cultivator.

Learning a couple of moves to disguise himself would be fine.

"Alright, I'll teach you."

Ye Changfeng waved his hand, and the entire classroom suddenly changed into a different scene, simulating a blue sky with white clouds, and they stood atop a mountain peak. There was a banyan tree, and it was deep autumn, with dried leaves flying around, and a gentle breeze coming from all directions, causing their clothes to rustle.

"My Sword Dao is rarely passed on, because none of the students can comprehend it. No one has ever surpassed me in the Sword Dao."

Ye Changfeng was an SR-level Awakener, and among the sword cultivators of this level, he was the only one.

"The invincible lone swordsman?" Xiang Beifei asked in surprise.

"You could say that."

Ye Changfeng was very confident in his path of swordsmanship, and this was not self-flattery. Thus far, none of the students he had taught had impressed him as sword cultivators.

Sword cultivators were rare to begin with, and SR-level sword cultivators like him were even rarer.

Of course, Ye Changfeng wasn't very optimistic about Xiang Beifei's talent for the Sword Dao. Despite the young man's oddities, an Awakener not from the sword cultivator system probably couldn't grasp the essence of swordsmanship.

Being able to learn the basics would be good enough!

Ye Changfeng didn't expect Xiang Beifei to comprehend his profound and inscrutable Sword Intent.

After all, a true swordsman must nurture his sword as well as his spirit.

Especially for a swordsman, comprehending Sword Intent was something that insiders take years to understand, and for an outsider like Xiang Beifei, it was even less likely.

"My swordsmanship is called Heavenly Sword Nine Traces. I'll only teach you the first move. You're not a true sword cultivator and lack the talent for it, so I reckon even the first move will take you a long time to master. But that's okay, you only need it to conceal your identity."

Ye Changfeng held an ancient longsword in his hand, a peculiar sword radiating Sword Qi, revolving with a mysterious aura. The blade was worn and scarred as if it had witnessed eons, yet it seemed to behold the world's vicissitudes with an ethereal presence.

"Swordsmanship is about an artistic conception."

"A person moves, their heart is still. The sword moves, its momentum is still. Footwork relies on stillness to command motion, while swordsmanship seeks stillness in motion. This is the opening stance of Heavenly Sword Nine Traces, with leaves falling like rain, the sword light pierces the sky."

Ye Changfeng's sword followed his movements, and in the flowing silhouette, the shape of the sword flickered naturally, looking as if the sword was part of his body, scattering about freely, transcending the mundane.

In his openness, there was an unrestrained quality, and in his agility, a silent depth.

Xiang Beifei watched Ye Changfeng in amazement. When Ye Changfeng performed his swordsmanship, that immortal sword seemed to merge with him, transforming into a mysterious Sword Intent, an artful swordsmanship imbued with the unique ethos of an immortal.

He knew Ye Changfeng was proficient with a sword, but he had never seen Ye Changfeng's swordsmanship, as he didn't need to rely on a sword to contend with enemies.

He now understood that Ye Changfeng was more of a swordsman from legends of immortals, capable of breaking mountains with a single sword and knocking on the Heavenly Gate with ten thousand swords.

Such might in the use of the sword left Xiang Beifei in awe!

He focused on every motion made by Ye Changfeng, memorizing the movements and the method of circulating Spiritual Power, then pondered them.

In just the blink of an eye, the grand display of sword moves had ended.

Elegant and swift.

Ye Changfeng sheathed his sword and said to Xiang Beifei, "This is the first form. You can try it now. You don't need to grasp my Sword Intent. You just need to learn the basic sword moves. If you can bluff people, that's enough."