Chapter 188: Breaking the Sword Technique with Strength
“Well, let’s just skip the sparring.” Song Changming only felt it was troublesome.
Guan Weijing is a disciple of Wangyue Pavilion, and his status seems to be quite high. He has always been opposed to this kind of sparring and competition that is not beneficial and may cause trouble.
If you beat someone to the point of defeat and hold a grudge against him, there will be one more thing to do, which is meaningless.
"Brother Song, does he have a false reputation and is afraid that his secret will be exposed?" Another disciple of Wangyue Pavilion, fearing that the world would not be in chaos and not see the good show, could not help but speak provocatively.
This sentence was quite offensive. Not only did Song Changming's expression turn cold, but Liu Yan'er, Liu Dingsheng and others also looked unhappy.
On the other hand, Guan Weijing, the senior brother who led the team, didn't say anything, he just looked at Song Changming calmly.
"In that case, we can compete, but I don't like to waste my efforts. How about we compete with each other for three hundred gold?" Song Changming said slowly.
Although his style of dealing with things has always been more moderate, it does not mean that he will swallow his anger when others humiliate him.
After practicing martial arts to this point, if you still need to endure this and that, then why bother practicing?
"Three hundred gold?!" The eyes of all the brothers could not help but widen.
Seeing that Song Changming was not showing off, he didn't expect that this exit would be such a big deal.
Apart from Guan Weijing, probably no one among them could afford this money.
And even with Guan Weijing's identity and background, this is not a small amount.
Guan Weijing's eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of coldness.
Song Changming dared to raise a huge sum of three hundred gold as a bonus, which showed that the other party was not afraid of him, and even thought that he would win for sure.
Thinking of this, Guan Weijing suddenly smiled softly and took out a substantial money bag.
"I just said it was a coincidence that I happened to bring three hundred gold with me today. It seems that Brother Song and I are destined to compete today."
"Senior Brother Guan, the sect has rules. You cannot attack others at will when you go down the mountain. You..."
In the middle of Liu Yan'er's words, he was interrupted by the disciple who had stirred up trouble earlier: "Junior sister Yan'er, this is just a small discussion among warriors to prove each other's martial arts, nothing more."
"Don't worry, Junior Sister, I am sensible and will not hurt Brother Song!" Guan Weijing said with a smile.
Once the situation reached this point, Liu Yaner could not dissuade him for a while.
After all, Song Changming himself had already faced the challenge, and even took the initiative to place a huge bet.
"Yan'er, just watch." Shen Xueyu pulled Liu Yan'er and shook her head.
If Liu Yaner continues to defend Song Changming, he is afraid that it will add fuel to the fire, which will only make Guan Weijing more unhappy and take more serious actions.
"Senior, I wonder if I can borrow the courtyard here." Guan Weijing then looked at Liu Dingsheng.
"Okay, as long as you don't demolish my house." Liu Dingsheng glanced at Song Changming, frowned, and nodded in agreement.
To be honest, he wouldn't have any concerns if it were anyone else competing against Song Changming.
After all, he knew how powerful Song Changming was.
Only the person in front of him came from Wangyue Pavilion, a large hidden sect, and was also on the earth rankings. He was not sure whether Song Changming could win.
"This kid, if you lose 300 gold for this impulse today, you have to talk about it in the future. There are so many heroes in this world, but you can't let yourself get carried away just because your strength is so fast now."
Liu Dingsheng thought to himself.
At this time, Song Changming and the other party had already stood in the courtyard, and the others had retreated to the side.
Dabai took the Dragon Pattern Sword for Song Changming, and Song Ping'an took the remaining 300 gold from his purchase of the body refining secret.
The reason why he proposed this amount of bet was because he only had so much savings on hand, and he couldn't afford any more.
Now that he was going to compete this time, he pointed at the opponent who came to his door and doubled his assets!
If he can really find the meditation secret in the future, he will have enough funds to buy it.
"Please!" Guan Weijing drew his sword and looked up at Song Changming.
"Please." Song Changming looked as usual, not wanting to waste time and took a step forward.
The next moment he didn't exert any force, he just felt a gust of wind pushing him, and he was in front of Guan Weijing in an instant.
Guan Weijing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his sword intent rose into the sky, like a lonely bright moon, cold and bright!
The next moment, he stabbed out with his sword, and a large amount of moonlight spilled out from the sword's edge. This was the manifestation of the martial art's sword intention, which was carried out by the inner energy.
The manifested sword intention is the essence of martial arts, and its power is far beyond the comparison of the sword power of martial arts.
Of course, he has sword intent, and Song Changming also has sword intent.
The martial arts whirlpool in the body surged out a large amount of internal energy, pouring into the blade.
Then, the wind dragon appeared!
Clang!
The wind dragon entangled around Song Changming's dragon-patterned knife, and wasted away after breaking through the moonlight. However, Song Changming's dragon-patterned knife continued its momentum and cut through Guan Weijing's piece of moonlight.
The swords struck each other, and tens of thousands of kilograms of force exploded with unmatched power at this moment.
Guan Weijing was shocked, feeling the terrifying power coming like a tide. His thoughts of resisting were only forgotten for a moment, and his body retreated in the air with the help of this huge impact.
He turned over and landed on the wall of the courtyard, and looked at Song Changming again with eyes full of surprise. What happened to that huge force just now? Never seen it? !
"You come down, so as not to destroy the courtyard wall." Song Changming glanced at the cracked courtyard wall at the opponent's feet and did not pursue him. He just frowned and said.
These words made Guan Weijing look even more ugly.
In his opinion, he should be the one who is comfortable in this competition.
Now the situation is reversed.
Without saying a word, Guan Weijing fell down from the courtyard wall, his inner energy surged wildly, and he activated his martial arts sword style to attack Song Changming again.
This time, he obviously did not retain his strength.
Song Changming only felt that a river of stars appeared in front of his eyes, floating in the sky.
While it is extremely shocking, it also contains unlimited murderous intent.
Song Changming's eyes condensed, and his mental power escaped, improving his perception.
The wind dragon on the sword rose again, but was easily swallowed by the stars in the sky.
"As expected of a disciple of Wangyue Pavilion, he has something."
Song Changming secretly thought that this was the first time he had seen such an exquisite sword move, and he was filled with emotion.
“What a pity”
No matter how exquisite and profound this sword technique is, it is still limited by the strength level of the person who performs it!
Song Changming’s eyes focused and he slashed into the wind!
This time, two wind dragons attached themselves to his sword and crashed down with infinite force.
Two completely different energies collided with each other, and the galaxy on the other side was impacted by this wave and distorted.
The sword intent collapsed!
The wind stops!
Everyone looked again.
In the field, Guan Weijing stood motionless with his long sword hanging on the ground, his eyes a little dull.
In front of his forehead, Song Changming's blade was touching it.
Dots of blood seeped out from his forehead and hung on his handsome face. They were injured by Song Changming's last sword energy.
"This, Senior Brother Guan actually lost!!"
Several fellow apprentices were slightly shocked.
They thought that Song Changming might be able to support Guan Weijing with a few more moves. After all, he was also a strong man on the ground ranking.
But he didn't expect that the two poles would reverse. Guan Weijing couldn't even hold on for too long in Song Changming's hands.
"I see that senior brother's sword intention is obviously stronger than the opponent's sword intention. Why was it that senior brother was the first to be unable to resist in the end?"
"It's really strange. If I read it correctly, the opponent's sword technique was at most the ninth grade, and Senior Brother Guan's Yuezhou Sword Technique is recognized as the seventh grade! How could he lose?"
"The opponent used his strength to break through senior brother's sword technique!"
"Eli?"
"How can brute force break it?"
Several senior brothers were discussing among themselves.
Liu Yan'er and Shen Xueyu, who were standing next to Liu Dingsheng, also looked shocked.
Song Changming's performance definitely exceeded the expectations and even imagination of anyone present.
Even Liu Dingsheng was no exception. He imagined that even if Song Changming could defeat the opponent, it would be a small victory after a fierce battle.
How could it be such an easy victory after three or two swords? It looked like a unilateral crushing due to the huge disparity in strength.
"Is it possible that the other party is a parallel importer in name only?" Liu Dingsheng blinked and looked at his granddaughter beside him.
In Liu Dingsheng's heart, the strength of Wangyue Pavilion was somewhat beaten down by Song Changming's.
"How?" Song Changming turned his head and looked at Guan Weijing in front of him.
The corners of Guan Weijing's mouth twitched unconsciously twice, and although his heart was filled with turmoil, frustration, anger, and unwillingness, all kinds of feelings lingered in his heart.
But in the end, he still managed to maintain some grace and could not lose both the battle and the opponent.
"My skills are inferior to others, and I underestimated the people in the world. I will write down Brother Song's name, and I will definitely come back for advice in the future!"
"Okay, next time you come, remember to bring more Hanjin." Song Changming put away his knife, but he agreed readily this time.
After all, who would have trouble with money? These days, it’s hard to find someone of this caliber.
(End of chapter)