[Host: Wang Quan Guang]
[Strength: 9-dan Mortal Realm]
[Innate talent: Divine level sword technique (For sword technique comprehension and cultivation, the same talent as Sword God)]
"Divine level sword arts talent…hehe!”
Wang Quanguang stared at the sword in his hand. Memories flowed through his mind like water.
When he was six years old, he held a sword for the first time and was gifted with a god-level sword technique.
At the age of seven, he was invincible in the family except for his eldest brother and the head of the family.
At the age of eight, he was only able to tie with the family head's sword.
When he was nine years old, no matter how many swords he gave up, the family head could not defeat him.
…………
In the pitch-black night, the young man stood upright in the arena with his sword in his arms.
"It's time to start the sword fight!"
Wang Quan's deep voice echoed throughout the entire stadium. The sword light of the old man opposite the young man was already showing its sharpness.
"Wait!"
"Little kid, are you regretting it?”
Dongfang Cuishan was puzzled. It was Wang Quanguang who suggested this time period, but now he wanted to stop. Did he think Dongfang Cuishan was a donkey that could be toyed with?
"Uncle Dongfang, you've misunderstood. This kid wants Uncle Dongfang to choose an honorable way to lose!”
As soon as he said this, the servants brought by Dongfang Cuishan started to discuss animatedly.
"Kid, don't you know the strength of our Master Dongfang?”
"Decent defeat? Old Master, teach this arrogant brat a lesson!”
"He thought that he was so arrogant just because he had some achievements in swordsmanship. Hehe, now it seems that he's just a layman!”
…………
Wang Quanguang stared at Dongfang Cuishan. The words below the arena were like farts, completely ignoring them.
Dongfang Cuishan looked at him and muttered in his heart. He was still unmoved. To have such a temperament at such a young age was really terrifying. Thinking about it again, could it be that what this kid said was true?
"Little fellow, there's no need to dampen this old man's spirit like this!”
"In front of me, all swordsmen are the same. There is no difference between old and young. I am just trying to persuade you nicely. You don't have to listen to this kid!”
Wang Quanguang's eyes shone brightly. With a slight movement of his hand, the sword was smoothly unsheathed. Under the moonlight, it shone with a silver-white light.
"Haha, little guy, well said. Come on! This old master is not afraid of you!"
Dongfang Cuishan laughed loudly. He gripped his sword and charged at Wang Quanguang.
"Clang!"
Dongfang Cuishan's sword was like a huge rock, suppressing Wang Quanguang's sword.
"See, I told you that kid was just trying to talk his way out of it!”
"That's right! The patriarch is still the strongest!"
Only Wang Quan and Hanlin patted Wang Quan Ba Ye's body." Ba Ye, watch your brother's performance. Master Dongfang lost too badly!"”
"En!“
Wang Quan Ba Ye watched attentively. Not snatching the sword was his second brother's way of showing respect to his opponent. However, he did not know how many swords he had to give up.
Dongfang Cuishan's second slash was met with Wang Quanguang's gentle block, and he was forced back four steps.
As he retreated, Dongfang Cuishan struck out four times with his sword, but they were all blocked by Wang Quanguang. Dongfang Cuishan's eyes flashed with disbelief.
Even if he didn't use his magic power, Dongfang Cuishan's body, which had been nourished by magic power for decades, was still much stronger than Wang Quanguang's tender body.
However, Wang Quanguang had actually used the dexterity of his sword to block it. This was something that only a god could do!
Dongfang Cuishan could only think this way. He was not even this shocked when he fought with Wang Quan and Hanlin.
This time, he felt like a child being played in the palm of his opponent!
"So fake!"
"Father, how did little brother do this?”
Wang Quan Ba Ye's eyes stared straight ahead. He didn't want to miss any of the swords. It was simply too exciting.
In the midst of the excitement, he felt that he was too weak and was angry that his younger brother did not usually use such a powerful sword technique in competitions.
"Do you remember last year?"
"I remember!"
"At the same time, at the same place, your brother gave me 999 strikes, but I still couldn't win!”
"What?"
Wang Quan Ba Ye was shocked. After all, Wang Quan Hanlin was a mighty figure at the peak of swordsmanship!
However, even he was unable to defeat his second brother. Just what level had his second brother's swordsmanship reached?
"Now you understand why I said that Master Dongfang would lose miserably!”
"Understood. I want to remember this battle deeply in my mind!”
Wang Quan Ba Ye clenched his hands tightly. As the eldest son of the family, he had to play the role of the pillar of the family and not let his younger brother bear the responsibility!
"Butler, how many strikes have you used?"
Dongfang Huaizhu asked anxiously. She had a pair of sharp eyes and knew that her father definitely did not have the upper hand in the current situation.
"Ten strikes, no, eleven strikes!”
As the butler replied, Dongfang Cuishan delivered another tricky blow, instantly changing the butler's words.
"What?"
Dongfang Huaizhu was shocked. He was well aware of her father's swordsmanship. However, to have his opponent receive eleven sword strikes head-on was undoubtedly the greatest blow to a swordsman.
"Miss, are you surprised that Old Master is so strong that he can suppress that brat?”
"I think so. The head of the royal family is really shameless. He actually praised his son like this. Hahaha, you see the joke now, right?”
"All of you shut up for this young lady!”
Dongfang Huaizhu scolded angrily. She was a sensible person. The words of the servant would only bring shame to her father.
Two hours later…
"Uncle Dongfang, do we still need to compete?”
Wang Quanguang looked ahead coldly. Once he was in the sword, he was no longer that amiable child.
"You brat! This old man is really too angry!"
"What's there to be angry about? This is very dignified!”
"Hahaha, little fellow, I've lost, but I suspect that you only know how to defend. If you have the ability, then defeat me. Otherwise, I won't admit defeat!”
Dongfang Cuishan pretended to be a scoundrel. Everyone who knew how to use the sword knew that he had lost.
"Uncle Dongfang, I'm sorry to offend you!”
Wang Quanguang's eyes flashed as he pointed his sword at Dongfang Cuishan's neck.
Dongfang Cuishan looked at the sword in front of him. His hands were trembling. He had no way to block this sword at all.
"How is it?"
Wang Quan Guang slowly spat out these two words.
"As expected of the successor of the Heaven and Earth Sword. This old man is convinced!”
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