After picking all the family heads, the younger generation shook their heads. With their talent, it would take at least ten to twenty years of cultivation to achieve it!
This was under the condition that the current batch of clan heads could live for another 40 to 20 years, and their magic power did not increase at all!
"Who else?"
Wang Quan Guang stared coldly at the dozens of clan heads present. These were all important figures who could shake the human world with a stomp of their feet, but at this moment, they were unable to say a single word.
Suddenly, a young man in a green and white robe flew out from behind the patriarch of the aristocratic family. He held an immortal sword in his hand and his voice was sonorous. He had an extraordinary aura!
"I'm not the patriarch of any of the great clans. May I have a battle with you?”
"And you are?"
Wang Quanguang had never seen this person in the fox demon matchmaker's world. However, the family head behind him was shocked and muttered," Perfected Zhang…This is a matter between us…It's not good for you to interfere!”
"Not good? This kid was too arrogant. If he didn't teach him a lesson, he really wouldn't know that there was always someone better than him!”
Perfected Zhang? As Wang Quan Guang pondered, his mind frantically searched for Perfected Zhang, who existed in this era.
"Don't think about it, kid. I'm Zhang Sanfeng, the sect master of Wudang Sect!”
Zhang Sanfeng? It was actually him. Wang Quanguang had heard his father mention this person before. He said that he was already over a hundred years old, but from the looks of it, wasn't he just a young boy in his twenties?
"My father once mentioned you, saying that you are the strongest cultivator today!”
"It's San Feng's fortune to be able to receive such an evaluation from the elderly head of the royal family!”
This Zhang Sanfeng was humble and tactful. He was indeed a shrewd person who had lived for more than a hundred years!
"Reverend San Feng, Little Light doesn't dare to fight you. My father will punish me!”
Only an idiot would find a cultivator who had lived for more than a hundred years to fight.
Moreover, he had already achieved the initial goal of coming here today. He only needed to unite the aristocratic families to complete the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao.
"It's fine, it's fine. As long as you compete with me, no matter who wins or loses, it won't affect the outcome between you and the family head!
"No!"
Wang Quanguang spoke directly. There was no real benefit to be gained, so what was the point of a thankless sword fight?
He still had to smash the inspections commissioner's office later? Did he really think that he would do nothing?
The Patriarchs of the aristocratic families could no longer sit still. They wanted to see how Wang Quan Guang would lose.
And the result? This kid actually didn't want to compete. He really wanted to spit out the word 'motherf * cker' from his mouth!
"Wang Quanguang, as long as you can defeat Perfected Zhang, you can make a reasonable request to the head of our aristocratic family!”
Yang Yifang looked at his old friends around him. None of them objected to his words.
Wang Quanguang understood that they all knew that it was impossible for him to defeat Zhang Sanfeng, so they did not care what the reward for his victory was.
Different from other aristocratic families, Zhang Sanfeng's strongest moves were Taiji and Taiji Sword.
His Taiji Swordsmanship was even more proficient. Even the Imperial Censor, who wielded the Royal Sword, could only withstand a hundred moves from him!
It's a pity that Perfected Zhang is going to encounter the most difficult person to deal with in his life, and also the most impossible person to defeat, me, who has the talent of divine-level sword techniques!
"Alright, uncles, don't go back on your promise!”
"Of course, if there is any violation, the aristocratic family will not be established!”
Yang Yifang and the other Patriarchs of the various aristocratic families had already made their bold declaration. All of them could already see Wang Quanguang's defeat.
"Father, don't you feel ashamed? Forcing a child to compete with a real person who was more than ten years older than him!”
Yang Yiyan mocked. Today, she had finally seen the faces of these aristocratic families. If they had lost, then so be it. Now, in order to save face, they actually resorted to such a despicable method. Even if Wang Quanguang lost, it would be a glorious defeat!
If they won, the heads of the aristocratic families present would probably lose face!
"It's fine, Sister Yan. You don't have to intercede for me!”
Wang Quan didn't care about these things. He only knew that if he won today, he would have achieved all his goals. In one fell swoop, these aristocratic families would become his bargaining chips against the Qi Alliance!
"Yan 'er, look, others don't need you to say anything!”
Yang Yifang mocked Wang Quanguang and tried to subtly tell his daughter that the person she married was also wrong!
Wang Quan Guang stared at Yang Yifang with his sharp eyes, causing him to not dare to continue speaking.
"Sister Yan, it's not that I don't appreciate your kindness, but I really want to compete with the current Perfected Zhang in swordsmanship. A year ago, in our family, when it came to swordsmanship, it was lonely to be invincible!”
The Patriarchs of the various aristocratic families shouted in their hearts,'F * ck, kid, is there a need to be so pretentious?'
You're only ten years old now! A year ago, when he was nine years old, he was already invincible. Do you think your father, Wang Quan, is trash?
Invincibility is very lonely. I'm afraid it's not because your father gave you a few moves that you could win!
The heads of the aristocratic families knew that Wang Quan's Light Sword Technique was extraordinary, but it was impossible for him to surpass his father, let alone surpass his father at the age of nine.
As the saying goes, it takes ten years to sharpen a sword. Could it be that you started practicing the sword when you were in your mother's womb?
If it weren't for the fact that these family heads were people of status and upbringing, they would have already started cursing. Only the family head of the Zhang family, the Second Sword in the World, looked at Wang Quanguang in shock.
"Then let's start! Reverend San Feng!"
Just as Wang Quan Guang was about to pull out his immortal sword, Zhang Sanfeng's footsteps were as swift as Taiji. He silently interrupted Wang Quan Guang's attempt to pull out his sword.
"Use the Sword of the King! Don't say that I'm bullying a child like you!”
"Perfected One, is this true?"
"Really!"
Wang Quanguang put away his divine sword and drew the Sword of the King with his right hand. His childlike appearance was gone, and he was now a swordsman who could kill anyone who stood in his way!
"What a fierce killing intent!"
"Not only that, I can also feel the Righteousness Qi in this killing intent. This kid is extraordinary!”
The clan heads of the aristocratic families looked nervous. When Wang Quanguang held the immortal sword earlier, his temperament had only improved. It was as if he had completely changed into a different person!
"Little kid, you go first!"
Zhang Sanfeng spoke in a seemingly humble manner. Wang Quanguang could only mutter in his heart that he was cunning. In this kind of match, whoever made the first move would be the weaker party!
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