Chapter 661: Oscar Night

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Jian Lai took a slight look. The man had a tall and sturdy figure, a pair of long eyebrows like drawn sharp swords, a high nose bridge, and cold and deep eyes. His silver hair moved without wind. Just standing there gave people a sense of oppression like a mountain rain coming.

Jian Lai was sizing up Wei Zhuang. Wei Zhuang was also sizing up him.

Unlike the information Jian Lai got, he only had one impression of Jian Lai: This is a peerless sharp sword!

Wei Zhuang had walked the Jianghu for more than ten years and had seen countless swordsmen, including top experts. However, he had never seen a swordsman whose momentum could be as sharp as the person in front of him. It was as if what was standing in front of him was not a person, but a sword, an invincible divine sword!

"You... are very strong, perhaps you will be an interesting opponent." Jian Lai raised his sword blade slightly, somewhat eager to try. Besides taking back Xueji, he had another goal in coming down the mountain, which was to polish himself, use other people's swords as his own whetstone, constantly fight with people, and reach a higher level in the battle.

And Wei Zhuang was the first swordsman he met since coming down the mountain who was qualified to be his whetstone. He must have a good fight with him.

"I don't want to be your opponent." Wei Zhuang's cold sentence rejected Jian Lai's invitation to fight, "All actions must have matching benefits to arouse my interest. Fighting you has no benefits, so I refuse."

"Benefits? What benefits do you want to fight me?" Jian Lai obviously didn't want to miss this opportunity to improve himself, so he continued to ask.

"A promise, one of your promises, as long as you give me one of your promises." Wei Zhuang proposed a condition to Jian Lai. Being able to be proposed a condition by him showed that he had already recognized Jian Lai's strength.

"What promise?" Jian Lai asked immediately.

"In the future, when I need it, promise to help me complete one thing within your ability." Wei Zhuang said, drawing the Shark Tooth from his waist, "As long as you agree, this battle can start immediately. But you'd better not be too weak, otherwise your promise is worthless, and only death will await you then!"

"I can agree to your request, but you have to help me find someone. This is my additional condition." Jian Lai did not show weakness and raised his sword, the two sword edges facing each other across the air.

"I don't like bargaining." Wei Zhuang frowned, his tone somewhat displeased.

"This is the chip your subordinate used to buy his life from me. He said that Quicksand would help me find the person I want to find." Jian Lai looked at the Canglang King beside Wei Zhuang, who lowered his head guiltily.

Wei Zhuang was silent for a long time, and finally said: "You'd better prove that you have the strength to bargain with me, otherwise this will be your last words."

Wei Zhuang and Jian Lai looked at each other, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.

The air stagnated in an instant. This was the first wave of confrontation between the two people's sword energy. To avoid accidental injury, the four heavenly kings of Quicksand retreated dozens of steps at the same time, watching the two top swordsmen who were about to duel without blinking.

Invisible air waves began to converge between the two, and sharp sword energy occasionally cut gullies on the ground and trees. Before the two even drew their swords, their momentum had already reached a height that ordinary swordsmen could hardly reach in a lifetime—purely using their own sword energy to duel with the enemy.

Jian Lai's sword energy was sharp and peerless, moving forward without hesitation. No matter what obstacles were in front, they couldn't stop his steps. Wherever the sword light passed, everything was cut!

And Wei Zhuang's sword energy was domineering, carrying a momentum of "I am the only one in the world." As long as he drew his sword, everything had to submit under his feet, otherwise, only destruction would follow.

The confrontation between the two people's sword energy and sword intent lasted for ten breaths, and finally ended in a draw. Neither could do anything to the other.

Next was the real sword-to-sword, life-and-death struggle.

"This is the first time in so many years that I've seen Lord Wei Zhuang so serious. I don't know who will win later." Perhaps seeing that the atmosphere was too solemn, the Canglang King gave a dry laugh.

"Needless to say, of course Lord Wei Zhuang will win. In my impression, Lord Wei Zhuang has never been defeated." Chi Lian's words undisguisedly revealed her worship of Wei Zhuang. In her heart, Wei Zhuang was the number one swordsman in the world and could not be defeated!

"Don't jump to conclusions so quickly, and from the scene, it seems that Lord Wei Zhuang is slightly at a disadvantage." Bai Feng pointed to Wei Zhuang's feet. With his amazing eyesight, he saw a shallow scratch. That was half a footprint left on the ground after Wei Zhuang took half a step back! In contrast, there were no traces under Jian Lai's feet.

The onlookers at the scene were not low in martial arts, so they naturally understood what this phenomenon represented. Chi Lian didn't answer, staring at Wei Zhuang solemnly, with faint worry in her eyes.

"Very sharp sword energy. Except for my senior brother, you are the second swordsman who can force me back with just sword energy." The Shark Tooth in Wei Zhuang's hand was trembling slightly. This strong opponent in front of him made it and its master somewhat excited.

"Just half a step, it doesn't mean anything. But your senior brother makes me very interested. If there is a chance, I must also spar with him." Jian Lai's body bowed slightly, which was a sign that he was about to make a move.

"You'd better get through this hurdle first before talking about the future. My sword never shows mercy!" Wei Zhuang's low voice was still floating in the air, but he had already arrived in front of Jian Lai. The Shark Tooth in his hand flashed with bloodthirsty light and whistled toward Jian Lai. This speed had exceeded the limit that the naked eye could capture!

However, Jian Lai never used his naked eyes when fighting with others. He used perception, perceiving the changes of every wisp of airflow in the space to judge the enemy's movement trajectory and position, and then made a response.

If it was about speed, Xiaomeng's "He Guang Tong Chen" was a few points faster than this, but Jian Lai could still respond freely by perceiving the airflow, so Wei Zhuang's fast sword didn't make him flustered. On the contrary, he was already prepared before Wei Zhuang's sword arrived.

"Upward lift!" Jian Lai held the sword backhand and lifted it up, blocking the fatal blade of the Shark Tooth at the critical moment. However, this was just the beginning of Jian Lai's sword style. After lifting and blocking Wei Zhuang's Shark Tooth, Jian Lai twisted his body, turned around in place, and borrowed the momentum to slash down at Wei Zhuang.

"Downward slash!" With Jian Lai's angry shout, the long sword drew a half-moon cold light in the air with heavy force.

Wei Zhuang's previous attack was broken by Jian Lai in one move, and his own momentum was frustrated. It was an awkward period when the old force was exhausted and the new force was not yet connected. Facing this heavy slash, he couldn't even dodge, only having time to raise the Shark Tooth horizontally above his head.

With a "Clang!", the Shark Tooth was swung away by Jian Lai's slash. Even with Wei Zhuang's amazing wrist strength, he almost didn't hold it. If it were someone else, the sword in his hand would probably have been out of his hand long ago.

However, everything was not over yet. "Upward lift" and "Downward slash" were just gradually dismantling the opponent's defense to pave the way for Jian Lai's final fatal blow. At this time, Wei Zhuang's defense was wide open!

"Hidden Edge!" Jian Lai shook his right arm, and the tip of the sharp sword in his hand pierced toward Wei Zhuang's chest like a fairy pointing the way. If this hit, Wei Zhuang would definitely die!

At this moment, Wei Zhuang faced two choices. The first choice was to turn and dodge. This was the safest method, but even if he dodged, he would continue to face Jian Lai's pursuit, and there would be no change in the current situation.

The second choice was to resist with the sword. If he could resist, he could take the opportunity to launch a counterattack and turn the situation around in one fell swoop! However, if Wei Zhuang couldn't resist, there would only be one path of defeat.

In the end, the extraordinary Wei Zhuang chose the second one, ignoring the injury on his right wrist and forcibly holding the sword horizontally across his chest. His hands pressed against the tip and hilt of the Shark Tooth respectively, just waiting to support this blow and then use the sword teeth on the Shark Tooth to "bite" Jian Lai's sword, and then launch a counterattack.

With a "Ding", the body of the Shark Tooth made a crisp sound, and Wei Zhuang retreated several steps, his face extremely solemn. And Jian Lai still maintained his previous posture, the sword tip pointing at Wei Zhuang from afar. From beginning to end, he never intended to use the sword tip to complete this final blow. What really pushed Wei Zhuang back was the sword energy shot from the sword tip!

This is the most powerful part of "Hidden Edge," using the sword as a cover to let the sword energy with stronger lethality and persistence achieve an unexpected fatal effect.

However, judging from the current situation, the surprise was there, but it was still far from enough to kill Wei Zhuang in one blow.

"Good 'Hidden Edge', hiding the edge, hitting in one blow, making people unable to defend." A wisp of blood dripped from Wei Zhuang's hand. His shoulder was injured by Jian Lai's sword energy in the move just now.

"This is just one link in the three links of my sword-drawing style. Upward lift, downward slash, and hidden edge are done in one go, and none can be missing." Jian Lai's tone was somewhat boastful. He had sparred with Xiaomeng for so many years and created many sword techniques, and the sword-drawing style was just one of them.

Although the sword-drawing style was not his most lethal sword move, it was his most proficient one. The three links of the sword-drawing style were three movements he started practicing hard when he first entered the sword path. Over the years, he had practiced countless times, and its essence had been completely integrated into Jian Lai's blood. It looked ordinary, but it was actually powerful.

"The next move is called 'Dripping Water Piercing Stone'. I hope your sword is sharp enough, otherwise, you might have to find another one after this move is performed." Jian Lai said and had already raised his sword and rushed up. His movement was not slower than Wei Zhuang's just now.

"Heng Guan Si Fang!" Wei Zhuang didn't dare to underestimate Jian Lai anymore. As soon as he made a move, it was a killing move. The place where the two fought was instantly covered by the overwhelming sword light.

Wei Zhuang's "Heng Guan Si Fang" was a move in the Lian Heng sword technique. It looked like only one move, but it contained four changes. Each change was as fast as lightning, and each individual change could be combined with another change to give birth to another completely different change, circulating and cycling endlessly, creating a majestic momentum comparable to thousands of sword moves with the power of one sword!

And Jian Lai's "Dripping Water Piercing Stone" was the exact opposite.

If you look at Jian Lai's "Dripping Water Piercing Stone" from the perspective of Taoism, it is that the Tao has thousands of methods but all changes are inseparable from its origin. Jian Lai's sword strikes looked endless, but every one of his attacks landed on the same position without any difference! This move requires extremely amazing eyesight and meticulous and precise control. It is difficult for ordinary people to achieve any point, but Jian Lai perfectly integrated the two and applied them to the extreme!

After fighting dozens of swords, Wei Zhuang finally understood what Jian Lai meant by those words just now. No matter how he swung his sword, Jian Lai's sword blade would attack the same part of the Shark Tooth. Such dense attacks, even the hardest weapon, could not support it for too long. If he continued to entangle with him like this, the Shark Tooth would definitely break!

Thinking of this, Wei Zhuang couldn't help but feel a bit suffocated. His Shark Tooth had always been called the "Famous Sword Killer" by Jianghu people, and countless famous swords had broken in its hands. Unexpectedly, it would face the risk of being cut off today.

Wei Zhuang didn't continue to fight hard with Jian Lai. After stopping the offensive of "Heng Guan Si Fang," he immediately turned the Shark Tooth in a direction, and the dense sword teeth met Jian Lai's sharp blade.

"Click." This time Jian Lai could no longer continue to launch a continuous offensive like before. His long sword had been tightly "bitten" in the mouth by the Shark Tooth and couldn't move.

In the next instant, Wei Zhuang pressed the hilt of the sword with both hands and shifted it upward. The long sword in Jian Lai's hand shattered to the root with a "creak," and only a hilt remained in his hand.

"Your sword is very interesting. What is it called?" Losing his weapon, Jian Lai immediately stepped back a few steps, dodging Wei Zhuang's next attack.

"Shark Tooth." Wei Zhuang's face was as heavy as water, saying: "Your sword is broken, you can admit defeat."

"Who said my sword is broken." Jian Lai raised the bare hilt in his hand. This hilt was carved by Xiaomeng himself, named "Ming Meng," meaning to let Jian Lai remember the name Xiaomeng for a lifetime.

As Jian Lai mobilized his sword energy again, the gray sword blade grew out like bamboo shoots after rain.

"What a big deal, actually using energy as a blade, but... it's time for this battle to end." Wei Zhuang held the Shark Tooth in front of his eyes, the sharp sword blade facing inward on one side and outward on the other. Next, he was about to perform the ultimate killing move in the Lian Heng sword technique—"Heng Guan Ba Fang!"

"It is indeed time to end." Jian Lai concentrated his mind and began to prepare his strongest blow.

"Heng Guan Ba Fang!" Wei Zhuang swung his sword and sprinkled an incomparably domineering sword energy. This sword energy went from left to right, including everything in its attack range. Wherever the sword energy passed, broken stones and fallen trees were cut, and not a blade of grass grew!

Facing this shocking blow like Mount Tai pressing down, Jian Lai greeted it without any fear. His "Ming Meng" lit up with dazzling light in an instant. At this moment, the sword light replaced the sun.

After the light, it was a sword energy that rushed into the sky. After this sword energy violently collided with Wei Zhuang's "Heng Guan Ba Fang," it released a huge shock wave. Jian Lai and Wei Zhuang were both covered by this shock wave. The strong wind brought by the shock wave rolled up endless dust at the same time, completely covering the figures of the two.

I don't know how long it took, everything finally settled down, and two figures kneeling on one knee were revealed. The four heavenly kings of Quicksand, who were not too affected, immediately ran over. ===== CHAPTER 662 =====