Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 188 Breaking the Sword Technique with Strength
"Uh, let's forget about the sparring." Song Changming just felt it was troublesome.

Guan Weijing is a disciple of Wangyue Pavilion and seems to have a high status. He has always been averse to this kind of competitions and contests which do not bring any benefits but may cause trouble.

If you beat someone and make him angry and hold a grudge against him, it will cause more trouble and be meaningless.

"Brother Song, are you just a name and afraid of being exposed?" Another disciple from Wangyue Pavilion, who was only afraid of chaos in the world and missing out on the fun, couldn't help but challenge him.

This sentence was quite aggressive. Not only did it make Song Changming look cold, but it also made Liu Yaner, Liu Dingsheng and others look unhappy.

However, Guan Weijing, the team leader, did not express any opinion, but just looked at Song Changming leisurely.

"In that case, we can compete, but I don't like wasting energy. If you want to compete, how about three hundred Han gold coins?" Song Changming said slowly.

Although his style of doing things has always been more conservative, it does not mean that he will swallow his anger when others humiliate him.

If you still need to endure this and that after practicing martial arts to this extent, then what is the point of practicing?

"Three hundred Han gold?!" All the fellow disciples' eyes widened.

Song Changming seemed to be low-key, but I didn't expect that his words would be so grand.

I'm afraid no one among them can come up with this amount of money except Guan Weijing.

Even considering Guan Weijing's background, this is not a small amount.

Guan Weijing narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of coldness.

The fact that Song Changming dared to raise a huge sum of three hundred Hanjin as a bet showed that the other party was not afraid of him and even felt that he was sure to win.

Thinking of this, Guan Weijing suddenly smiled and took out a heavy purse.

"What a coincidence! I happened to bring three hundred Han gold with me today. It seems that Brother Song and I are destined to have a competition today."

"Brother Guan, there are rules in the sect. You cannot fight with others casually when you go down the mountain. You..."

Liu Yan'er was halfway through her words when she was interrupted by the disciple who had caused trouble earlier: "Junior Sister Yan'er, this is just a small exchange between martial artists, just to verify each other's martial arts, what's the big deal."

"Don't worry, Junior Sister, I know my limits and will definitely not hurt Brother Song!" Guan Weijing said with a faint smile.

The situation had come to this point, and Liu Yan'er was unable to dissuade him for a while.

After all, Song Changming himself had already accepted the challenge and even took the initiative to add a huge bet.

"Yan'er, just watch." Shen Xueyu pulled Liu Yan'er and shook her head at her.

If Liu Yan'er continues to defend Song Changming, it will only add fuel to the fire, making Guan Weijing even more unhappy and causing him to attack more harshly.

"Senior, I wonder if I can borrow this yard." Guan Weijing then looked at Liu Dingsheng.

"Okay, just don't demolish my house by force." Liu Dingsheng glanced at Song Changming, frowned, and nodded in agreement.

To be honest, if it were someone else competing with Song Changming, he would not have any concerns.

After all, he knew how powerful Song Changming was.

The only difference was that the person in front of him came from the hidden sect Wangyue Pavilion, and was also listed on the Earth Ranking. This made him lose confidence and he wondered whether Song Changming could win.

"This kid, if you lose three hundred Han gold because of this impulse today, you will have to talk about this matter in the future. There are countless heroes in this world, and you can't get carried away just because your strength has improved by leaps and bounds now."

Liu Dingsheng thought to himself.

At this time, Song Changming and the other party had already stood in the yard, and the others had stepped aside.

Dabai brought the dragon-patterned knife to Song Changming, while Song Pingan took out the remaining three hundred Han gold coins after he purchased the secret body-refining technique.

The reason why he made a bet of this amount was because this was all the savings he had and he couldn't afford more.

Since he was going to compete, he was counting on the opponent to double his assets!
If he could really find the secret of meditation in the future, he would have enough funds to buy it.

"Please!" Guan Weijing drew his sword and looked up at Song Changming.

"Please." Song Changming looked calm and didn't want to waste time, so he took a step forward.

The next moment, he didn't see any effort from him, but only felt a gust of wind pushing him, and in an instant he came in front of Guan Weijing.

Guan Weijing's pupils suddenly shrank, and his sword intent soared into the sky, like a lonely and bright moon, cold and bright!

The next moment, he thrust out a sword, and a large amount of moonlight sprinkled from the sword tip. This was the manifestation of the sword intent of the martial arts formula, which was carried out by the internal energy.

The manifested sword intent is the essence of martial arts, and its power cannot be matched by the sword force of martial arts.

Of course, he has the sword intention, and Song Changming also has the knife intention.

The martial arts cyclone in the body gushed out a large amount of internal energy, which infused the blade.

Then, the wind dragon appeared!
clang!
The wind dragon was wrapped around Song Changming's dragon-patterned knife, and was completely consumed after breaking through the moonlight. However, Song Changming's dragon-patterned knife continued to maintain its momentum and cut through Guan Weijing's moonlight.

The swords collided, and the force of tens of thousands of pounds burst out with unmatched power at this moment.

Guan Weijing was shocked, feeling the terrifying force coming like a tide. The idea of ​​resisting only appeared in an instant and then was thrown out of his mind. His body retreated in the air with the help of this huge impact force.

He rolled over and landed on the wall of the courtyard, and then looked at Song Changming with a look of surprise and doubt. What kind of huge force was that just now? Have you never seen it before? !
"Come down, to prevent the courtyard wall from being destroyed." Song Changming glanced at the courtyard wall with cracks under the other person's feet, and did not chase after him. He just frowned and said.

These words made Guan Weijing look even uglier.

In his opinion, he should be the one who is at ease in this competition.

Now the situation is reversed.

Guan Weijing fell from the courtyard wall without saying a word. His internal energy surged, and he activated his martial arts and sword techniques to attack Song Changming again.

This time, he obviously did not hold back his strength.

Song Changming only felt a starry sky and fleeting shadows appearing before his eyes.

While it is wonderful and shocking, it also contains infinite murderous intent.

Song Changming's eyes focused, and his mental power dissipated, enhancing his perception.

The wind dragon on the sword rose again, but was easily swallowed by the starry sky.

"As expected of a disciple of Moon Watching Pavilion, you have something."

Song Changming thought to himself that this was the first time he had seen such exquisite sword moves, and he was amazed.

"Unfortunately"

No matter how exquisite and profound this sword technique is, it is still limited by the strength level of the person who uses it!
Song Changming's eyes focused, and he slashed with his sword against the wind!
This time, two wind dragons attached to his sword and crushed down with infinite force.

Two completely different energies collided with each other, and the other side's starry sky was affected by the impact and distorted.

The sword intent collapsed!

The wind stops!

Everyone looked again.

In the field, Guan Weijing stood motionless with his sword hanging to the ground, his eyes a little dull.

Song Changming's blade was right in front of his forehead.

A few drops of blood oozed from his forehead and hung on his handsome face. They were the injuries caused by Song Changming's final sword energy.

"This, Senior Brother Guan actually lost!!"

Several fellow disciples were slightly shocked.

They thought that Song Changming might be able to hold out for a few more moves against Guan Weijing, after all, the other party was also a strong man on the Earth List.

But he did not expect the situation to be reversed, and Guan Weijing could not even hold on for long in Song Changming's hands.

"I saw that Senior Brother's sword intent was clearly stronger than the opponent's saber intent, so why was it Senior Brother who was the first to be unable to resist in the end?"

"It's really strange. If I'm not mistaken, the opponent's sword technique was at most the ninth-grade sword technique, while Senior Brother Guan's Yuezhou Sword Technique is recognized as the seventh-grade! How could he lose?"

"The opponent broke my sword technique with force!"

"By force?"

"How can brute force break it?"

Several fellow disciples were discussing with each other.

Liu Yan'er and Shen Xueyu, who were standing next to Liu Dingsheng, also had expressions of surprise on their faces.

Song Changming's performance was definitely beyond 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 only be a small victory after a fierce battle.

It was not an easy victory after just a few strikes like the one in front of him. It looked like a one-sided crushing caused by the huge disparity in strength.

"Could it be that the other party is a fake in name only?" Liu Dingsheng blinked and looked at his granddaughter beside him.

In Liu Dingsheng's opinion, the status of Wangyue Pavilion was greatly reduced by Song Changming.

"How is it?" Song Changming turned his head and looked at Guan Weijing in front of him.

Guan Weijing's mouth twitched unconsciously twice. Although his heart was in turmoil, he felt aggrieved, angry, and unwilling, and all kinds of feelings lingered in his heart.

But in the end, he still forced himself to maintain some composure, not wanting to lose both the battle and his dignity.

"I am not as skilled as others and I underestimated everyone in the world. I will remember your name, Brother Song, and I will definitely come to learn from you in the future!"

"Okay, next time you come, remember to bring more Han gold." Song Changming put away his knife and agreed readily this time.

After all, who can resist money? These days, it’s hard to find a sucker of this level.

(End of this chapter)