Lee Xian, Cultivator of Guyon

Preparation Towards the Regional Tournament

That morning, at Guyon's Bond School, the sun rose gently in the clear blue sky. Xian and his students gathered in the schoolyard, gathered under the shade of bamboo trees. They all wear school uniforms, ready for a special day.

"My disciples," Xian said with a big smile on his face, "today is a very important day. We're going to a regional martial arts tournament, an opportunity to prove our philosophy to the martial world."

All the students nodded excitedly. They know that these tournaments are a rare opportunity to measure their abilities and also to inspire others with their unique philosophies.

Teacher Bun bun, join them. His handsome face smiled excitedly. "Young people, I have followed your journey with pride. Today, let's prepare ourselves well, both physically and mentally."

The disciples who had long known Master Bun bun knew that he had deep wisdom about cultivation. They listened carefully as he spoke of the importance of soul balance in battle.

After a short meeting, the students began to get ready. They do warm-ups and physical exercises to ensure that their bodies are in the best condition possible. Xian walked among them, giving direction and encouragement.

There were laughter and jokes among the students, although the tension was still felt. They know that good preparation is the key to success, but they also remember Xian's message about the importance of laughter and happiness in everything.

The surrounding natural atmosphere is very supportive. The bamboo trees produced a calming shadow, and the fresh air of the mountains filled their lungs. They feel connected to nature and the energy that flows within them.

Meanwhile, Master Bun bun sat under the bamboo tree, looking at his students attentively. He knows that they are the generation that will carry on Guyon's legacy, and he is proud to be part of their journey.

After hours of practice, students feel more prepared and confident. They regrouped under the bamboo tree, and Xian said his last words before they departed.

"Remember, my disciples, this match is not just about victory or defeat. It is an opportunity to share our happiness, laughter and philosophy with the world. Give your best, and let our laughter be a powerful weapon."

With a burning spirit, they set out for a regional martial tournament, ready to take on the challenge and prove that their philosophy is a true force. The sound of laughter and high spirits followed them as they explored the journey towards the tournament.

As the sun was at the top of the sky, Xian and his disciples gathered in a vast hall, waiting patiently for the arrival of Master Bun bun. The hall was decorated with colorful lanterns, creating a cheerful atmosphere. They knew that special training with Master Bun bun was an important part of their preparations for the regional martial arts tournament.

Suddenly, the door of the hall opened, and Master Bun bun entered the room with slow steps. With his waving crimson robe and his little stick that he always carried, he looked like a figure full of wisdom.

"Teacher Bun bun!" exclaimed the disciples respectfully as they stood up.

Teacher Bun bun smiled and nodded. "Young people, it's time we start our special training. Today, we will talk about the power of laughter in battle."

They all sat around a large round table, waiting enthusiastically for what Master Bun bun would teach.

Teacher Bun bun started with a funny story, and laughter broke out among the students. He then explained, "Laughter is a powerful weapon, not only to entertain, but also to mess with the concentration of the opponent. In battle, when you make your opponent smile or laugh, you've made an advantage."

He took a small bottle of water from his desk and gave it to one of the disciples. "Try drinking this water, and as you speak next, try to convey a funny joke or comment."

"You saw it, didn't you?" said Teacher Bun bun. "When you have laughter in your heart, your voice will sound more positive and influential."

They all tried to follow Teacher Bun bun's directions, and the atmosphere in the room turned into full of laughter and happiness. They talk about past matches and share funny stories.

After a while, Master Bun bun gave a practical exercise. He asked one student to stand in front of the class and pretend to be an opponent in the fight. Other students should try to make him smile or laugh with funny jokes or tricks.

During the practice, Xian also participated, showing his students how to use laughter as a weapon in battle. He made a strange silat move while inserting jokes that made everyone laugh.

The atmosphere inside the hall was so cheerful, it was as if they were in a comedy show. However, they also feel that this lesson is invaluable and will be an important asset in the upcoming tournament.

Teacher Bun bun ended the training with a deep message, "Remember, young people, laughter is an expression of happiness. Use this happiness as your weapon, and you will achieve victory with a light heart."

The long-awaited day has finally arrived. Guyon's martial arts school, led by Xian and Master Bun bun, arrives at the site of a regional martial tournament. They were on a vast plain surrounded by majestic green mountains. Bright skies and warm sunlight highlighted the place.

Warm tension and anticipation felt among the students. They got out of the train of travel and felt the sharp eyes of the audience and the competitive gazes of the other teams that had already gathered there.

Xian approached his students, trying to reduce the tension. "We've prepared well, and we know what to do. Remember, our job is not only to win the game, but also to share our happiness and laughter with others."

The disciples nodded, trying to gain confidence from Xian's words. They wore their distinctive school uniforms, revealing the identity of the Guyon School of Personality.

The atmosphere around them was very different from the atmosphere in their school. There were practicing soldiers, skilled cultivators who meditated quietly, and other teams who warmed up seriously.

A tournament guard approached them. "Guyon's Private School, right? You will be playing in arena number two. Please follow the sign."

They followed the directional sign and arrived at arena number two. The arena was a vast field with a stage in the center. People from various schools and backgrounds gathered around the arena, waiting for the match to begin.

As they stood beside the stage, the disciples started to feel nervous. Shen, one of the disciples, took a deep breath and said, "We can do it. Remember what Guru Bun Bun taught. Let our laughter be our weapon."

Xian smiled proudly at his students. "You guys are amazing. We'll do it together."

They looked around and saw many curious eyes of the audience. They know that they will perform in front of a lot of people who may not understand their philosophy. But they also know that this is an opportunity to inspire others.

A publicist called them to the stage. This is the time. They walked towards the stage with steady steps, ready to face their first opponent.

The atmosphere in the arena was getting tense. All eyes are on them. They know that this is the beginning of an adventure that will test their skills, but also allow them to prove their philosophy of laughter and joy before the whole martial world. With a passionate heart, they are ready to start their first game.