Chapter 358: When the Young Master defeated Me, he only used half a move!

Ying Ziyu looked at Black and White Xuan Jian and said to him in a provocative tone:

"Only if you can defeat Wei Zhuang will you barely have the qualifications to make Me act."

The reason Ying Ziyu told Black and White Xuan Jian that he could challenge him if he could defeat Wei Zhuang.

Was because Ying Ziyu was now full of confidence in Wei Zhuang's strength.

Ever since Wei Zhuang became Ying Ziyu's subordinate and started learning swordsmanship from him, every once in a while, Ying Ziyu would personally instruct Wei Zhuang.

Through constant sparring with Ying Ziyu, Wei Zhuang's understanding and perception of the Dao of the Sword had far surpassed the past, and his strength had also risen significantly.

If he could fight his former self, the current Wei Zhuang could completely defeat his former self within ten moves!

Black and White Xuan Jian had heard of Wei Zhuang before, but didn't think Wei Zhuang was his opponent.

Just now, seeing Wei Zhuang become Ying Ziyu's guard, he looked down on him even more.

Now, seeing Wei Zhuang dare to contradict him, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he immediately drew the sword in his hand and shouted angrily:

"Then I won't be polite!"

As he spoke, he drew his long sword and charged at Wei Zhuang.

Seeing this, Wei Zhuang also drew the Shark Tooth hanging at his waist and met Black and White Xuan Jian.

Just at the moment the two swords crossed, countless uncontrollable sword qi erupted from their sides.

The surrounding walls and the ground beneath their feet were ravaged by the violent sword qi, and the decorative vegetation was ground into fragments by the aura erupted from their clash.

However, once the sword qi emitted by the two reached a distance of one zhang from Ying Ziyu, it was as if it had sunk into a quagmire, magically disappearing into the air.

As they fought, Black and White Xuan Jian became more and more shocked; he had investigated Wei Zhuang, and his strength hadn't been that formidable.

But how did he become so powerful now?

Is all this because he became the Ninth Young Master's guard?

In the process of fighting, he felt a kind of extremely scorching sword qi from Wei Zhuang.

This sword qi gave him a feeling of violence, relentlessness, and destruction; if it were an ordinary person, they would never comprehend, let alone cultivate, such terrifying sword intent.

Knowing Wei Zhuang's strength, Black and White Xuan Jian put away his contempt and looked at Wei Zhuang with twelve points of spirit.

The current Wei Zhuang was worth Black and White Xuan Jian giving his all.

Wei Zhuang felt that Black and White Xuan Jian was not an ordinary person, and intense fighting intent also appeared in his eyes.

Looking at Black and White Xuan Jian before him, who had started using his full strength, Wei Zhuang also erupted with all his strength.

Wei Zhuang looked at Black and White Xuan Jian and smiled.

Being able to meet an opponent of similar strength was a happy thing for Wei Zhuang.

Ever since he followed Ying Ziyu, he could only spar with Ying Ziyu every time.

Although Wei Zhuang's own strength was constantly improving in his spars with Ying Ziyu.

But in the end, the gap between his strength and Ying Ziyu's was still too large, and the two were not even on the same magnitude.

Every time Wei Zhuang went to challenge Ying Ziyu in swordsmanship, he couldn't even last a single move in his hands.

This lost the fun of fighting; now Wei Zhuang looked at Black and White Xuan Jian and said:

"You are indeed not weak, but you are not strong enough."

This was the feeling Black and White Xuan Jian brought to Wei Zhuang after their fight; if it were before he came to find Ying Ziyu, it would have been almost impossible for Wei Zhuang to defeat Black and White Xuan Jian.

But now, if Wei Zhuang wanted to defeat Black and White Xuan Jian, it wouldn't be too difficult; Wei Zhuang even had the confidence to defeat the Black and White Xuan Jian before him within twenty moves.

The reason Wei Zhuang and Black and White Xuan Jian were constantly fighting now was because he wanted to experience the joy that fighting brought him!

Hearing Wei Zhuang's words, Black and White Xuan Jian frowned slightly; he didn't expect that not only was he looked down upon by Ying Ziyu, but he was also looked down upon by Wei Zhuang.

Thus, Black and White Xuan Jian, as if to prove himself, gathered all his cultivation into the long sword in his hand, and terrifying sword qi erupted on his long sword.

"This is the most terrifying sword I can use."

"If you can take it, then I have naturally lost!"

Black and White Xuan Jian said, staring at Wei Zhuang before him.

Hearing Black and White Xuan Jian's words, Wei Zhuang revealed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and said arrogantly:

"Come."

As he spoke, Wei Zhuang set up the starting stance of their Guigu Sect's unique skill—Hundred-Step Flying Sword.

As Wei Zhuang used the Hundred-Step Flying Sword, the aura around him also rose layer by layer, and the sword intent around him leaked out even more terrifyingly.

However, unlike Black and White Xuan Jian, Wei Zhuang's sword not only had powerful sword intent and sword qi, but also strands of "Dao" and "Reason" intertwined at the tip of the Shark Tooth sword.

Don't look at how Wei Zhuang had to use all his strength to touch "Dao" and "Reason" now; even among ten thousand sword geniuses, there might not be one person who could touch these things in the Dao of the Sword.

If it weren't for Wei Zhuang often staying by Ying Ziyu's side, he might never have comprehended this deep level, or even approached the source of the Dao of the Sword, in his entire life.

As the two strongest swords collided, the entire Net courtyard erupted with light like a small sun exploding.

This power was enough to level the entire Net base to flat ground!

Seeing this, Ying Ziyu waved his hand along the place where Wei Zhuang and Black and White Xuan Jian were fighting, and a black and white light suddenly flowed from Ying Ziyu's hand.

This peculiar black and white light, following the direction Ying Ziyu pointed, circled the area where Wei Zhuang and Black and White Xuan Jian were fighting like drawing a prison on the ground.

What was shocking was that the seemingly weak black and white light completely limited all the terrifying fluctuations erupted by Wei Zhuang and Black and White Xuan Jian within the circle; not a single bit of sword qi could rush out of the restriction of the black and white light circle; at this moment, the black and white light was like an insurmountable chasm.

With a loud bang, the fighting Wei Zhuang and Black and White Xuan Jian finally separated.

Black and White Xuan Jian looked at Wei Zhuang in disbelief; he seemed unable to believe the result that had just appeared.

He lay on the ground and couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of blood; not only that, Black and White Xuan Jian knew that the aura in his body was completely chaotic; it could be said that he didn't even have the ability to hold a sword now.

Looking at Wei Zhuang on the side, he was still standing not far from Black and White Xuan Jian, and the aura on his body was not in the slightest disorder; if one had to say that some accident occurred in the battle just now, it was that his clothes had been cut into several holes by the sword qi just now.

Wei Zhuang looked at Black and White Xuan Jian lying on the ground not far away and said without a trace of emotion:

"If you want to challenge the Young Master with this kind of strength."

"Then I advise you not to waste your effort."

Wei Zhuang took a deep breath and stared seriously at Black and White Xuan Jian, continuing:

"When the Young Master defeated Me, he only used half a move."

"Even though My strength has improved quite a bit now, I still don't have the confidence to last a single move in the Young Master's hands!"

Black and White Xuan Jian, lying on the side, was deeply shocked by Wei Zhuang's words and was stunned on the spot, unable to react from the shock for a long time.