Vol V Chapter 45
In the sky, the Heaven's Declaration was still playing.
This year, Dugu Qiubai was fifteen years old. He cut off all ties with his family and traveled the Jianghu alone with a long sword on his back.
He had cultivated at home since he was young and had never met a match.
The first time they went out, they encountered a robbery. Dugu Qiubai had not even drawn his sword before he beat them down.
At this moment.
He suddenly had the thought of challenging others.
Starting from the nearby sects, Dugu Qiubai would go and ask for advice with a sword in his hand, regardless of whether the other party practiced the sword or not.
When he encountered a sword art sect, he would have to stay for a few days. Not only did he have to defeat them, but he also had to borrow other people's sword manuals.
This year, there was a new figure in the martial world. He had a cold expression and a long sword on his back. He kept coming to challenge others. As long as it was a martial arts sect or an aristocratic family, they could not escape his challenge.
No one knew what his name was, how many sects he had visited, and where he came from.
They only knew that he had walked from the north to the south. Along the way, all the sects, especially those that used swords, were not spared. All of them had been challenged, and no one had defeated him.
He didn't use the sword on his back anymore, because these people weren't worth it for him to take out his sword.
Later on, when some sects heard that he was coming, they directly closed their doors and did not leave. No matter what, they would not open their doors.
Later on, people were surprised to find that he actually gradually became stronger with each challenge.
At this point, a few words appeared on the golden scroll of the Heaven's Declaration.
This year, Dugu Qiubai was twenty-one years old. Through repeated challenges, he had cultivated to the Grandmaster Realm.
In the entire martial arts world, his fame rose with each passing day. He was a 21-year-old grandmaster. There was no one like him before or after him.
On this day.
Dugu Qiubai agreed and came to a mountain forest.
Immediately after.
A black-robed man descended from the sky, holding a heavy sword in his hand. This heavy sword was very unrefined, and the tip and blade of the sword did not open.
At this moment, Dugu Qiubai had forged a flexible sword and wrapped it around his waist for convenience after entering the Grandmaster Realm.
The black-robed man brandished his heavy sword and swung it down. A gust of wind blew at Dugu's face and instantly lifted his long hair, directly cutting a hole in the mountain behind him.
With just one move.
Dugu Qiubai was already clear about this person's sword art attainments.
"You're a good opponent. You're worthy of me pulling out my sword!" He smiled in satisfaction.”
Just like that, the two of them shuttled through the forest for three days and three nights without stopping.
The two of them fought from strangers to acquaintances.
Even to the extent of confidantes.
To each other.
A short life.
I've never met my match.
I seek defeat.
At this moment.
They had all found it.
In the blink of an eye.
Another half a day passed.
Dugu Qiubai said," You are holding such a heavy sword, but mine is a soft sword. It is not good for your stamina. Why don't you admit defeat earlier? It will be helpful for your cultivation!"”
Dugu Qiubai felt sorry for him, so he said this.
Who knew that this person hated people talking about him like this, so he exerted even more strength with the heavy sword in his hand.
But this time.
His state of mind was in a mess, and his heavy sword only lasted for a few breaths before he panted heavily.
Dugu Qiubai wanted to stop.
However, that person said," If you stop, if you give in, it will be disrespecting me. I treat you as my confidant and hope that you will be like me! Dugu, please draw your sword!"
Hearing this.
Dugu Qiubai knew.
This time.
He couldn't give in.
Otherwise…
It was the greatest mockery for a swordsman.
The two of them fought for another day and night.
Until…
Dugu Qiubai's Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword stabbed into his opponent's body.
The black-robed man spat out blood and smiled at him.""I've lost, I've finally lost. Dugu, I wish you a taste of failure one day.”
After the man died.
Dugu Qiubai buried him with his own hands.
He cried bitterly in the heavy rain.
He was unwilling to leave.
A few days later.
Until the clouds and rain dissipated.
Only then did Dugu Qiubai stand up again. He picked up his friend's heavy sword and once again roamed the martial world!
No one knew why he had changed his sword. They only knew that from this moment on, he had never hurt anyone.
……
Seeing this, the people of the Summer State sighed.
"I didn't expect Senior Dugu to encounter such a strange person. However, it's a pity that that person could fight with Dugu Qiubai for three days and three nights when he was young!”
"Sigh, in the end, I can't avoid loneliness. It wasn't easy for me to have a friend, but he died under my own sword.”
"Senior Dugu is a man who values friendship and righteousness. To be able to use his heavy sword to challenge those sects without hurting anyone is really admirable. In this day and age, people who can have this kind of sword spirit are probably very rare!”
……
Qixia Town, at the entrance of Tongfu Inn.
Xu Qingyun had not expected Dugu Qiubai to be so terrifying. If not for the appearance of the black-robed senior, Dugu Qiubai's challenge would have become more and more terrifying in the later stages.
"Senior Dugu's swordsmanship was already at the grandmaster level at that time. The man in black who could fight with him for three days and three nights, I'm afraid…tsk tsk…" Bai Zhantang sighed.
At this point, Bai Zhantang was so afraid that he did not dare to think about it anymore.
Guo Furong also nodded." Senior Dugu values friendship and loyalty. In the end, he really abandoned his flexible sword. I'm afraid that he still regrets this matter until now, right?"”
Li Da Zui, however, was chewing on melon seeds as he laughed." Hey, Old White, why don't we go to the place where Senior Dugu abandoned his sword? What if…the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword is still there?" He would definitely be able to buy it for a good price!”
"Big mouth, have you really been itching for a beating these past two days?" Tong Xiangyu asked. Tonight's dinner wasn't even ready yet, and she was just thinking about this. Hurry up and prepare dinner!”
Li Dazui snickered and left. Before he left, he did not forget to discuss with Bai Zhantang.
……
Within the Great Song Dynasty.
Dugu Qiubai sat in front of the bamboo house with a cup of wine in his hand.
When he saw the black-robed man's dying gaze, he slowly stood up and poured the wine in his glass on the ground.
"If you were still alive, we might still be able to drink and talk about the duel that lasted for three days and three nights. Unfortunately…I didn't stop. In the end, I didn't even know your name…"
At this point, it was obvious that his hand was trembling slightly.
Indeed, after so many years, no matter how many grudges he could put down, this was the only thing that remained in Dugu Qiubai's heart.
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