Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

Chu Yu couldn't bear to watch this, so he said helplessly: "I'm just lending you my sword out of kindness, so stop teasing me."

As soon as Chu Yu opened her mouth, she attracted Wang Sheng's attention. He turned his head and looked at Chu Yu and said "tsk~".

I originally thought that Wang Sheng was going to start arguing with Chu Yu, but who knew that this drama queen suddenly started beating his chest and stamping his feet on the stage, looking extremely distressed.

He was heard crying, "This brother and I only met for the first time, and he was so kind as to lend me his life sword. He is a kind-hearted person who helped me out of a single encounter. What about you? You have been with your fellow disciple for six years, but you are still indifferent to him..."

Wang Sheng thought about this for a while, and finally uttered three words that Chu Yu had not expected:

"Uncle Chu-shi."

She never took the initiative to use her seniority to pressure others, and Wang Sheng always disdained to call her uncle-master. But when they were acting, he was willing to put her on a pedestal. He called these three words in an extremely mournful and corny way. Even if Chu Yu was mentally prepared, she didn't expect him to do this. She even got goose bumps.

Wang Sheng was still acting, with a pitiful look on his face: "Uncle Chu, my nephew has worked diligently to win honor for the sect, but now that our fellow disciples are in trouble, you don't say anything..."

"Ahem..." Chu Yu interrupted with a light cough. Except for the Xuanxia Mountain disciples who looked calm, the others all looked curious. Chu Yu lowered his head to look for something on his body while muttering in a low voice: "You're right. As a senior apprentice, I should show some appreciation..."

The next second, Chu Yu was seen raising the hammer in his hand to strike the gong.

Chu Yu held a crooked mallet and said tentatively: "I found it. This is perfect for your sword handle, or... you don't need it?"

Use this ordinary polished wood as a hilt?

Everyone thought that the two were about to start a formal quarrel, but when Wang Sheng heard this, his originally sad expression suddenly changed and he said to himself, "Damn it."

Wang Sheng said to Chu Yu in a voice that he thought no one could hear: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you figured it out?"

Chu Yu pretended not to hear anything and raised the gong in his hand: "How about I give you the gong as well and make a frying pan. Although holding a frying pan is not as cool as others, it is not unarmed."

Everyone was confused. They saw Wang Sheng pointing at Chu Yu and saying "You, you, you..." Then he stood up suddenly and turned to look at Zhang Liancheng.

When Zhang Liancheng saw Wang Sheng standing up, he quickly said, "It wouldn't be bad if you fight me with a frying pan. I don't mind."

Wang Sheng: "No, Liancheng~~"

Zhang Liancheng: "Please call me by my first name."

Wang Sheng: "Isn't this because I'm afraid you'll be disappointed by mentioning your full name?"

Zhang Liancheng clenched the sword in his hand: "...Hurry up and get a weapon, anything will do, I can't stand it anymore."

Wang Sheng pointed at Chu Yu behind him and asked Zhang Liancheng, "No, before we start fighting again, I want to ask you something. You said you won't fight the elderly, children, women, or children. Does my famous Uncle Chu count?"

Zhang Liancheng nodded and said, "Of course, Miss Chu is a woman, and I don't fight with women."

Wang Sheng nodded and said “hmm”, then asked: “What if she challenges you by name in the name of Xuanxia Mountain, and asks you to represent Xiaoyao Sword Sect?”

Zhang Liancheng thought for a moment, then said, "If this is the case, I will put the reputation of the sect above my own principles. I will accept the challenge, but I will let her hold my hand."

Wang Sheng shook his head and said, "She might want to have a normal match regardless of winning or losing. Your eyes show that you have never seen a female disciple from Xuanxia Mountain cut people. But no matter what, Brother Zhang, you are a principled person and a gentleman."

Zhang Liancheng: "What do you mean?"

Wang Sheng paused for a while without saying anything. The broken hilt in his hand instantly turned into snowflakes and scattered. Then a chilling force slowly formed in his hand and gathered into the shape of a sword again.

“I have been in Xuanxia Mountain for many years, and apart from my master, no one else has figured out that my sword is a form of profound energy.

Now that some people have seen it, there is no need for me to hide it from everyone anymore."

As soon as the words fell, everyone, including Zhang Liancheng, was stunned.

It is not surprising that weapons that are transformed by mysterious energy can play a greater role by assisting physical weapons.

But it is impossible to imagine that he could rely solely on his mysterious energy to transform into a form and fight with Zhang Liancheng for several rounds, until the last hint of sword intent was swung to cut off Wang Sheng's sword.

But a brand new ice sword has appeared in Wang Sheng's hand. The skill of transforming the mysterious energy is extremely tricky and profound.

Zhang Liancheng instantly entered a fighting stance. In order to get closer to the approaching meaning of the sword, he slowly closed his eyes.

Wang Sheng held the sword and waited patiently, persuading Zhang Liancheng earnestly, as if helping him to unleash his strongest sword power: "Ever since I came into contact with the sword power, I have been thinking about how to break this almost unstoppable power."

"I could only think of one solution at the time, and that was to find someone who was more unstoppable than the Sword and the Sword. Unfortunately, that person was not me."

Wang Sheng glanced back at Chu Yu helplessly when he said this. Chu Yu shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened, raised the gong but did not strike it, indicating "Keep it up."

Wang Sheng turned around and continued to speak to Zhang Liancheng who had his eyes closed:

"So I thought of many ways, but in the end I realized that I could only rely on myself."

After hearing so many words, Zhang Liancheng still concentrated and closed his eyes, as if he was gathering strength to strike a stunning sword.

Wang Sheng continued, "I worked hard to improve my physical strength, searched for various techniques, and spent a long time in seclusion just to gain a higher level of understanding..."

"I have to be faster than you, stronger, more powerful, more flexible, more focused, and even use more brains for every move and every form..."

At this point, Zhang Liancheng didn't open his eyes, but he still spoke: "Are you telling me how to counter you?"

As soon as these words fell, everyone present held their breath.

Wang Sheng was surprisingly calm and serious at this moment, because he felt that Zhang Liancheng's aura had changed significantly, so he also took a posture and said in a deep voice: "I hope that you can find my flaws while exerting your strongest power."

“Hahaha…” Zhang Liancheng laughed heartily and responded calmly: “Okay, Wang Sheng, this is the first time I get to know you. The outcome will be decided by this sword. No matter what the result is, let’s be friends.”

Wang Sheng: “I couldn’t ask for more.”

The vendor in the distance saw that the betting was almost over, looked at Wang Sheng's high odds, and decided to bet that Wang Sheng would win.

Then he immediately banned everyone from betting.

Although according to the rules of this game, betting should be placed before the game and stopped before the start, but he opened the betting market temporarily just to avoid losing money. When he opened the betting market, Wang and Zhang had already started the game, and there were people who had been paying attention to the situation on the field. He wanted to take advantage of this betting market that was open all the time, and no one pointed out anything wrong, so he kept it open.

The peddler was extremely thankful that the two players on the field were equally strong and the outcome could not be predicted until the very last moment. If it was a game with such a huge disparity in strength, he would have suffered heavy losses if he had done this.

On the ring, Zhang Liancheng suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, black pupils filled his eye sockets, and he saw things that others could not see, as if there were stars shining in his eyes.

In just a moment, his eyes recovered, and at the same moment he swung his sword, Wang Sheng also rushed forward.

Zhang Liancheng's sword needed no explanation. It was as if it carried the drizzle of a spring night, the scorching sun of a summer, the fallen leaves of an autumn wind, and the ice and frost of a winter, and contained the power of the four seasons.

The majestic force of nature, without a trace of Zhang Liancheng's original power.

Was this an outburst of Zhang Liancheng's understanding?

Or is this potential forced out by Wang Sheng's frost?

Wait, could it be...

Did Wang Sheng do that on purpose just now?

He deliberately pretended to be a chatterbox and dragged on for so long, just to let the frost completely erode Zhang Liancheng's dantian?

So, he wanted to force Zhang Liancheng into a desperate situation and completely stimulate his sword intent?

Is there really someone who... intentionally helps his opponent unleash his potential in the ring?

(Sorry everyone, I had a second positive some time ago, and I felt much worse than the first positive. I didn’t take it seriously at first because of the sore throat. It took a long time to find out that there was another wave recently and I was infected. When I had a fever, my brain hurt so much that I couldn’t think straight, so I didn’t update for two weeks. I’ve almost recovered in the past few days. I apologize to everyone and I’m resuming the update now.)