I Learned the Art of Swordsmanship in Prison

The cold iron shackles could not restrain the overwhelming hatred. When Wudang's abandoned disciple Li Changfeng touched the blood tank of the broken sword on death row, his master-level sword power suddenly awakened. He opened the prison cage with nineteen swords in his own prison, only to find that eight sects' wanted orders had been hung all over Jiuzhou. Jiang Qingshu, a knight-errant, brought strong wine to help him fight. Ji Wanrou, the daughter of the miracle doctor, sealed the poison in his meridians with silver needles. The three of them went to the master's sword test platform. After twenty years of being a third-rate martial artist and conquering the world with his sword, Li Changfeng used his prison clothes as a banner and used his three-foot green sword to break through the secrets of the eight sects. Only then did he realize that the massacre of the sect had actually started with the bloody Tai Chi pattern on the top of Wudang Mountain. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.