Chapter 1174

Hearing Gai Nie asked with a face full of bewilderment.

"A sword is a sword, a person is a person. If a person is controlled by the sword, what kind of person is that?

Even if you are invincible under heaven, that is only the sword, not me, Wei Zhuang, myself!"

Wei Zhuang did not speak of any grand righteousness under heaven, but instead brought up the matter of person and sword.

Hearing Gai Nie listened, and the light gradually returned to his eyes.

He chewed over Wei Zhuang's words for a moment, then suddenly let out a hearty laugh.

This was the true Wei Zhuang — wanting to raise his strength had always been Wei Zhuang's pursuit.

But compared to the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang, he was unwilling to be controlled by an external thing.

This Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang looked like his strength was already above Wei Zhuang's.

Judging purely by state of mind, however, he was actually below Wei Zhuang.

"Good…"

Hearing Gai Nie agreed with a smile.

He firmly believed that Wei Zhuang would not, like the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang, walk down this evil path of letting the sword control the person.

"Enough. It's your turn to die now."

After finishing his counsel to Hearing Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang raised his Shark Teeth Sword and began taunting the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang.

"You defeated dog! Just now, using the very same sword art, you suffered a crushing defeat at my hands.

If it weren't for Hearing Gai Nie, would you still be alive?

And now you still dare challenge me?"

The Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang sneered contemptuously.

"You just said you wanted to become a reincarnated Chi You?"

Wei Zhuang, however, did not pick up his thread, and instead suddenly asked.

"That's right!"

The Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang was immensely proud — clearly, this reincarnated Chi You was what he wanted most.

"Haha!"

Wei Zhuang laughed long and loud at the sky, and only after a good while said to the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang,

"You are the worst Wei Zhuang I have ever seen…"

"…………"

Whether it was Hearing Gai Nie, the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang, or even Miss Xiao Li, all of them were instantly at a loss for words.

What did he mean, the worst Wei Zhuang?

And these words were coming from a Wei Zhuang's own mouth — however you thought about it, it felt strange.

"What do you mean?"

The Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang mulled it over, but ultimately couldn't sort it out, and could only furrow his brows and ask Wei Zhuang.

951 Should we call you Wei Zhuang? Or Chi You?

"The Way of the Vertical and Horizontal lies in opening and closing, and even more in oneself wandering carefree through heaven and earth, unbridled by external things."

Wei Zhuang declared in a clear, ringing voice,

"Wanton slaughter, in itself, is nothing much.

But when you raised your strength to the very end, you actually abandoned the name Wei Zhuang to achieve some reincarnated Chi You.

Then I ask you — when the time comes, are you still you? Are you still Wei Zhuang?

When that day comes, should we call you Wei Zhuang? Or Chi You?"

"…"

Hearing Gai Nie, the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang, and Miss Xiao Li were once again at a loss for words.

Especially the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang, whose very heart was pierced by Wei Zhuang's words.

For a moment, he too was bewildered.

Indeed, raising his strength through the demon sword — according to the rumors — would make him a reincarnated Chi You.

But when that time came, would he be Chi You?

Or Wei Zhuang?

If he were Chi You, then all his bitter struggle would have been for naught, making a wedding dress for another?

Why bother?

And if he were Wei Zhuang, where would this talk of a reincarnated Chi You come from?

Moreover, Chi You founded the Jiuli tribe and possessed supreme demonic arts.

This talk of a reincarnated Chi You was likely not without basis.

Thinking of this, the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang felt a chill in his heart.

Why had he been so foolish?

"Little Zhuang, well done."

Hearing Gai Nie secretly gave Wei Zhuang a hand gesture.

The Guigu Sect, also known as the School of the Vertical and Horizontal, was not only no slouch when it came to swordsmanship.

What was even more formidable was the art of verbal debate passed down among the heirs of Guigu.

This time, Wei Zhuang had seized upon the most core issue of the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang and struck straight at his heart.

Without expending any effort, he had plunged the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang into self-reproach.

This mastery of Vertical and Horizontal argumentation even made Hearing Gai Nie feel a measure of admiration.

"Since you are no longer Wei Zhuang, then die!"

Wei Zhuang saw that a few words had truly thrown the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang's mind into chaos, and so he held back no longer.

He charged straight in once more, attacking fiercely with his wildly ferocious Horizontal Sword Art.

"Hehehe! Wei Zhuang, you've already lost once — could you really want to lose again?"

Though the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang's mind had been shaken, he was, after all, already among the ranks of the strong.

Sensing Wei Zhuang's attack, he did not panic, but unhurriedly raised his demon blade to strike back.

Only this time, it was a little different from the one before.

Every sword Wei Zhuang thrust at the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang seemed to be anticipated by the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang.

Each time a sword strike was about to land, the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang could, with perfect timing, seal off Wei Zhuang's next variation.

After more than ten exchanges, every one of Wei Zhuang's moves had fallen into a disadvantage.

"Hahaha! Wei Zhuang, you still dare to talk big?

What does it matter if you've fallen into the demonic path — right now you can't even touch the hem of my garment!"

The Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang was immensely pleased with himself.

Originally, because of Wei Zhuang's few words, his mind had been thrown into chaos, worrying that he had truly been controlled by Chi You and become Chi You's puppet.

But now, after a brief surge in power, he found his strength had clearly advanced.

When Wei Zhuang had first arrived, he could still use his wildly domineering Horizontal Sword Art to trade blows evenly with him.

Only at the final move, Horizon-Sweeping Eight Directions, was the victor decided.

But now, Wei Zhuang had fallen into a complete disadvantage — how could he be his match?

Seeing this, the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang's heart naturally settled, and he even felt this path had not been wrong.

"Your own strength is the only real strength — what you have is nothing but a wedding dress for another!"

Wei Zhuang, firm in his conviction, suddenly shifted the momentum of his sword art dramatically.

One moment it was the wildly domineering Horizontal Sword Art, the next it was the well-ordered, benevolent Vertical Sword Art that saved the world.

The two sword arts he wielded were also vastly different from how Gusu Murong Fu had used them before.

When Gusu Murong Fu used the Vertical and Horizontal sword systems, he blended the principles of both schools together.

Each strike, though its force was not weak, was ultimately a muddled imitation.

But Wei Zhuang, by contrast — the two sword arts he now displayed were not only exquisite in every move, but their principles and intent were not muddled in the slightest.

In an instant, his sword momentum was like a rainbow.

Under the flashing sword-light, strike after strike seemed to layer upon layer, pressing down upon the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang.

The Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang was no longer as composed as before, and could no longer seal off Wei Zhuang's variations in advance.