Villain: Starting with a Flawless Body, Born Invincible

145: Come and fight, and talk to me after I defeat you in the place you are most proud of.The next day, Jun Siyu was startled awake by a strange, unsettling feeling.

It was too quiet, eerily quiet.

The thought suddenly jolted her awake, making her wonder if everything that had happened before was just a dream.

But fortunately, when she opened her eyes, she was still in that dilapidated room.

Sunlight streamed in through a hole, but it was blocked by something unknown. She looked up to see Lord Dragon leaning by the door like a guardian, while outside, people moved about, yet it was terrifyingly silent.

Due to her unease yesterday, she hadn’t even taken off her outer clothes. She threw off the covers and got up, but just as she put on her shoes, she suddenly heard a commotion.

She took a strange step back, and the commotion disappeared again, replaced by an eerie silence.

“Awake? See, this is your brother.”

Lord Dragon glanced at her, then gestured with his chin towards the distance, a smile in his eyes.

Jun Siyu rubbed her eyes and stood at the doorway. The moment she looked outside, she froze.

The previously empty clearing was now filled with many people. Thousands? She didn’t know, couldn’t count them all.

She had never seen such a sight.

People stretched as far as the eye could see, standing in perfect formation, their movements synchronized without the slightest deviation. Jun Lingxiao stood at the very front, facing them, countless gazes fixed on him, yet his expression remained as calm as ever.

Looking up, countless swords hung in the air, moving in unison with the people below. They were perfectly aligned, like a massive Sword Array, their power reaching the heavens. Just looking at them sent shivers down her spine.

“This is the Imperial Sword Style, a practice technique that has been passed down in the Jun Family since ancient times,” Lord Dragon explained, watching her.

“It has no offensive power and is not meant for combat, but rather a Cultivation Technique specifically designed for training.”

“One envelops their sword with Dao power, then throws it into the sky. The swords must stick together, maintain the same height, the same movements, densely packed like a rain of swords. Because one cannot see the swords while looking forward, it requires more energy and Dao power to feel them, achieving a true unity of man and sword. Otherwise, if control is lost, the swords colliding will cause a chain reaction and constant noise.”

“Normally, it’s best practiced by two people, and can only be sustained for half an hour at most. In the past, I’ve seen a hundred people practice together at most, and it was already difficult for a hundred people’s intentions to be connected. But now, the people here… there are tens of thousands, and they have been practicing for two hours while you slept.”

“I’ve been watching them, Over and over again, and not a single person has made a mistake.”

Lord Dragon spoke with a hint of emotion. Although he had considered that Jun Lingxiao possessed a certain level of charisma, he had never imagined such an extent of influence.

He knew the Jun Family of the past all too well: everyone for themselves, the strong dominating, and internal competition among clansmen.

It wasn’t to say it was bad, but there had never been anyone with such strong unifying power.

But now, Jun Lingxiao said nothing, gave no instructions. He simply stood there, and aside from a few who were waiting from the start, more and more people joined. They joined seamlessly, and no one left early, so the number of people standing there grew, and the swords hanging above became denser. Sword tips pointed downwards, suspended in the air, like a magnificent Sword Array, another rain of swords, proclaiming the return of the Jun Family.

The scene before them was just as the saying went.

He only needed to walk forward, and those behind him would follow with all their might.

Lord Dragon finished speaking and looked around. Many members of the True Dragon Clan were also standing nearby, watching, either leaning or sitting. But even these proud individuals gradually revealed looks of shock in their eyes, astonished by this terrifying cohesion, and the fact that not a single person left. They all watched and waited, wondering when they would finish.