lcionline Chapter 193 Sword Skills Competition
Chapter 193 Sword Skills Competition
"Congratulations, Brother Wei Zhuang, for being promoted to the middle stage of Grandmaster!" Zhang Liang congratulated with a smile.
"This is all thanks to the pressure you brought." Wei Zhuang's tone was flat, but his eyes flashed with a fiery fighting spirit.
Zhang Liang was slightly surprised. Without his presence, Wei Zhuang would have to wait until two years later to return to Guigu, and then kill Ji Wuye in Han State, before he could barely reach the level of a mid-level Grandmaster. But now, thanks to the competitive pressure brought by Zhang Liang and the large number of elixirs purchased by Han Fei for Wei Zhuang's cultivation, Wei Zhuang was able to advance to the mid-level Grandmaster so quickly.
In contrast, Gai Nie was not so lucky. It was unlikely that King Ying Zheng of Qin would provide him with so many elixirs. So, perhaps in this life, Wei Zhuang's strength might surpass Gai Nie's.
"Brother Wei Zhuang, do you want to compete with me?" Zhang Liang asked jokingly.
Wei Zhuang was silent for a while, then said coldly, "That's right!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Zhuang slowly drew out the shark-tooth sword. The fighting spirit that permeated his body gradually condensed, his aura soared, and his sword intent became compelling.
Seeing this, Zhang Liang couldn't help but smile. Although Wei Zhuang had already advanced to the middle stage of Grandmaster, and he, Zhang Liang, was only in the early stage of Tongxuan and had not yet reached the peak, his fighting power could rival that of a peak Grandmaster.
Zhang Liang cultivated his body, true essence, and soul at the same time, and developed his strength in all three aspects in a balanced manner. In particular, the cultivation of the soul was extremely difficult, and it all depended on comprehension and in-depth understanding. Such opportunities for sudden enlightenment were rare. If he only focused on improving his body and true essence, he would have been able to break through to the peak of Tongxuan with the resources in his hands.
But he did not do so. He believed that the three small realms below the Xiantian realm, namely, the foundation-building realm, the profound realm, and the sea of gods, were all the process of laying the foundation. The more solid the foundation, the greater the possibility of advancing to the Xiantian realm, and the greater the future achievements. Therefore, for the long-term development of the future, Zhang Liang was unwilling to sacrifice his potential for a temporary increase in cultivation.
Even though Zhang Liang did not rely on a large amount of resources to accumulate his cultivation, his physical body and true energy have now reached the limit of the early stage of Tongxuan, and his power is enough to be comparable to the level of a late-stage grandmaster in this world.
Although Wei Zhuang had just broken through to the middle stage of Grandmaster, Zhang Liang did not think he had much of an advantage. So Zhang Liang smiled and drew out the Changsheng Sword from his waist, slashing it from bottom to top.
This seemingly random sword actually contained all his understanding of the Mountain-Opening Style and incorporated fifteen different Mountain-Opening Style techniques. In an instant, it mobilized the vast power of heaven and earth, as if even if Mount Tai blocked the way, it could be cut through with one sword.
Wei Zhuang's expression suddenly became serious. At the moment when Zhang Liang grasped the hilt of the sword, he felt a strong sense of crisis, his hair stood on end, as if he would die in the next second.
Wei Zhuang, who had originally planned to attack with all his strength, made a completely opposite choice at this moment. He had no time to attack and had to defend with all his strength.
Han Fei was watching all this from the sidelines, terrified. If Zhang Liang had taken action just now, he would have been able to rescue him in time, but now he found that he could not intervene in the fight between the two men.
Han Fei knew that Wei Zhuang's talent and hard work were rare in the world. However, he also found that the gap between Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang was widening.
With a crisp "ding" sound, the two swords collided with each other.
It was a close-range sword fight, and Wei Zhuang had no time to dodge. After the fight, the arm holding the sword was bleeding profusely, and half of his body was injured. Although he still held the shark-tooth sword tightly, he was unable to block Zhang Liang's sword.
A strange scene appeared on the scene. Zhang Liang held the sword high in his hand with the tip of the sword already against Wei Zhuang's throat, and Wei Zhuang's shark-tooth sword was still stuck on Zhang Liang's sword. However, any discerning person could see that Wei Zhuang did not block the sword. As long as Zhang Liang exerted a little force, Wei Zhuang's throat would be pierced.
"You lost. Don't come to compete with me in swordsmanship again. The gap between you will only get bigger and bigger. I'm worried that one day, you will completely give up swordsmanship because of frustration." Zhang Liang smiled lightly and sheathed his sword.
This sword was swung backhanded, and Wei Zhuang was defeated. For Wei Zhuang, who had just been promoted to the middle stage of the Grandmaster, it was undoubtedly a huge blow. If someone else suffered such a setback, I am afraid that their sword path in this life would be ruined.
However, Wei Zhuang's expression remained stern, not caring about his own injuries. He put away the shark-tooth sword, his eyes still full of firm fighting spirit, as if he had not suffered any blow.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Liang couldn't help but smile in his heart, and the figure of Shengqi appeared in his mind. Shengqi fought again and again after repeated failures, and countless setbacks made him stronger, just like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.
But Wei Zhuang's situation was different. He rarely lost, except in front of Zhang Liang and Gai Nie. He was also tough, but more proud. It was difficult for him to accept failure. Especially for such a proud person, every failure was a huge blow. In this case, Zhang Liang was really afraid that Wei Zhuang would lose confidence and abandon his swordsmanship.