After arranging Chen Zhibao's errands, Xu Xiao did not return to his study with Xu Fengnian. Instead, he walked out.
The Rainbow Sword in Fabian's hand was already a rare treasure sword, but he said that the one in Huang's hand was even more magical.
Xu Xiao was still very concerned about the news of the ten thousand feet multicolored light in Lingnan. This kind of treasure that could cause the phenomenon of heaven and earth was usually a divine weapon that could be counted on one's fingers.
He limped to the stable and saw Old Yellow.
After returning to the Prince of Beiliang's Mansion, Old Yellow did not change much. He still did his best to take care of Little Yellow, the horse he regarded as his companion.
Seeing that Xu Xiao had arrived, Old Huang hurriedly bowed.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
Xu Xiao waved his hand and cut through the red tape.
"Old Huang, are you going to Wudi City this time?”
Compared to Xu Fengnian, Xu Xiao, the Prince of Beiliang, knew Old Huang better and knew the changes in his battle with Wang Xianzhi.
The swordsman lost his indomitable will and became Lao Huang, a horsekeeper.
The sword that Old Huang had lost at the top of Wudi City, the Huanglu Sword, was both a sword and his faith.
The Cheng Ying Sword that Old Yellow had obtained from Chen Mu had given him a new lease on life.
There was a huge difference between a swordsman with a sword and a swordsman without a sword.
"How confident are you?"
Xu Xiao didn't stop Old Huang and only asked him.
Old Huang smiled and said with some embarrassment.
"Originally, it wasn't even ten percent, but now that I have this divine weapon, I feel like I have fifty percent confidence.”
Looking at Old Yellow's front teeth, Xu Xiao also smiled.
Fifty percent? 50% was not low. When he fought, he would fight with all his might if he had a 30% chance of winning, and he would give it his all if he had a 50% chance of winning.
Since Old Huang could say that, it meant that he and Wang Xianzhi were now evenly matched.
Thinking of this, Xu Xiao patted Old Yellow's shoulder.
"Come, let me see what kind of treasure can make an old coachman like you hot-blooded again.”
Hearing Xu Xiao's words, Old Huang handed over the Cheng Ying sword on his back without hesitation.
Xu Xiao received it with both hands and carefully examined it.
The unadorned scabbard was dull gray in color, and one couldn't see any patterns at a glance.
However, with the help of light and shadow, one could see that it was decorated with auspicious clouds and dragons. This kind of inscribing technique was extremely rare.
It gave people the feeling that it was very low-key, but there was a hidden meaning behind it.
The hilt was even more inconspicuous, no different from an ordinary longsword.
However, just by holding it in his hand and looking at it, Xu Xiao felt a sharp force rushing through the hilt and scabbard into his eyes.
It was as if he would be stabbed if he looked at it for too long.
Seeing was believing. Fabian's description was indeed true.
After Xu Xiao personally obtained the Cheng Ying sword, he no longer doubted that it was a divine weapon.
Just like Old Yellow, when Xu Xiao slowly pulled out his sword, he also saw the floating and blurry word "Ying".
However, he did not suspect that it was the fault of the person who forged it. He believed that there could not be any flaws in this kind of divine weapon.
Sure enough, when he was halfway through pulling out the sword, Xu Xiao discovered the reason why the inscription was blurred.
There was also a short sword on the Cheng Ying sword! It was the Companion Sword, Hanguang.
As the number one person in the Northern Liang and the King of the Liyang Dynasty, Xu Xiao had seen a lot of things. However, he had never seen the structure of a companion sword like the Cheng Ying Hanguang.
However, he was used to seeing big scenes after all. He was only shocked but did not express any doubts.
After sensing the mystery of this sword, he became even more curious about the Cheng Ying sword's appearance.
As the Cheng Ying Sword and the Sword of Concealing Light continued to be drawn out, Xu Xiao saw the complete form of this divine weapon.
In the dark room, there was a shadow, but in the dark room, there was a shadow. In his opinion, it was simply a divine work.
He felt that it was not serious enough for him to arrange for his adopted son, Chen Zhibao, to invite Chen Mu over. He had to personally invite this blacksmith, Chen Mu!
Xu Xiao sighed in shock.
"Good sword! Good sword!"
This was a rare display of Xu Xiao's true feelings. At this moment, he was just a sword spectator and not the Prince of Beiliang.
Old Huang's old face twisted into a ball when he saw his highness praise him so much, like a child being praised.
As a sword forger and swordsman, he would not be moved even if others praised him for his swordsmanship and skills.
However, praising the sword in his hand was simply speaking to his heart.
Old Huang was also very happy that he could obtain the Cheng Ying sword's recognition.
The Divine Weapons that Chen Mu had forged were never meant for people to find swords, but for swords to find people.?
The fact that the divine sword recognized him as its master meant that he had great potential and a limitless future!
Xu Xiao put away the Cheng Ying sword and carefully handed it back to Old Huang as he asked with a smile.
"With this treasured sword, do you still think that you only have a 50% chance of success?”
The two divine weapons, Cheng Ying Han Guang, coupled with Old Huang's Finger Profound realm, made Xu Xiao feel that he was invincible in this world.
Even Wang Xianzhi had the ability to fight!
Swordsmen were the ultimate offense. They used offense instead of defense. They were not inferior to anyone in the same realm.
Xu Xiao felt that Old Huang was being too humble when he said he was only 50% confident.
Old Huang scratched his head in embarrassment at his master's teasing. He pushed his messy white hair to the side and said with a bitter smile.
"The battle in Wudi City became my inner demon. I'm still a little afraid of Wang Xianzhi.”
"If I didn't have this fear, I would still have a 70% chance of winning.”
The Cheng Ying sword had brought great changes to Old Huang. The old coachman who had been muddling along in the past had long disappeared, and an unparalleled sharpness was brewing on his body.
Today, he had spoken of his fear of Wang Xianzhi, so the 70% was the real 70%.
Hearing his old friend's confident words, Xu Xiao raised his head and laughed loudly.
"Good! Very good! However, in this king's opinion, Old Yellow, you're still too humble. With this divine weapon, you have a 100% chance of winning!”
Xu Xiao's words encouraged Old Yellow. He didn't retort and just smiled.
However, Fabian, who was standing at the side, understood that Huang, who was at the peak of his confidence, had the ability to do so. He suggested.
"Since Old Huang is going to Wudi City to fight Wang Xianzhi, let me give you a farewell dinner today.”
Hearing Xu Fengnian's words, Huang was so happy that his eyes narrowed into a line. He quickly nodded and replied.
"Good, good, good. Thank you, Your Highness. I, Old Huang, will not let down your prestige this time.”
The two of them had been on the run for three years and were already familiar with each other. They spoke like old friends.
On the other hand, Xu Xiao stood at the side and did not dare to interrupt. He really could not bring out the spirit of the Prince of Beiliang towards his son, Xu Fengnian, so he could only plead in a low voice.
"Fengnian, I'm coming too. It's my business to bid farewell to Old Huang.”
The three of them laughed.
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