Shen Baihe clenched his fists. Of course, he knew Shen Zhenyi's name and the pressure this person could bring. He had been with him all the time and confirmed many times that Shen Zhenyi was indeed unable to walk, but he still didn't dare to make a move himself, let alone these people.
He quietly walked to Zhou Wenzi's side, quietly picked up the long sword, and returned it to his hand. At the same time, he whispered in his ear, "Brother Zhou, my third brother is already a cripple."
Zhou Wenzi's whole body shook, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.
There was no martial artist in the world who didn't respect the Third Young Master Shen.
But there wasn't a genius in this era who didn't hate the Third Young Master Shen.
If there were other masters who were stronger than them, they could inspire them to move forward bravely. But the existence of the Third Young Master Shen only brought despair.
How lucky they were to be born in the same era as this person and to be able to see the wonderful realm of martial arts.
How unfortunate they were to be born in the same era as this person and to always have an insurmountable peak in front of them.
But now, he was already a cripple.
Zhou Wenzi stared blankly at the Third Young Master Shen in the wheelchair, as if a big stone had been removed from his chest. He suddenly looked up and laughed, "I thought Junior Sister Chu had some backing, so she overestimated herself and challenged me. It turns out that she followed The Third Prince."
"But you know, The Third Prince used to be invincible, but now The Third Prince is not like that! What can you learn from following a cripple? "
Everyone was in an uproar.
Zhou Wenzi actually called the Third Young Master Shen a cripple. Although everyone already knew this sad story from the day they entered the Abandoned Sword Villa, it was still hard to accept.
Until today, when they saw the Third Young Master Shen appear in the wheelchair.
Cynanchum Chinense was furious. "The Third Prince is a hundred times stronger than you even if he only uses a finger! Won't we be able to see the truth of my abilities in the arena? Why do we need to win a battle of words? "
Zhou Wenzi looked at her coldly. "You?"
"If you don't throw away your sword and admit defeat within three moves, it'll be my loss!"
Of course, he had the confidence to do so.
Cynanchum Chinense was only at the fifth level of martial arts, while he had already reached the peak of the sixth level. The difference of one level was like the difference between heaven and earth. When he said three moves, he had already left some leeway.
There was dead silence. If Shen Zhenyi was not present, there would probably be a chorus of agreement and ridicule Cynanchum Chinense for overestimating herself.
But now, Shen Zhenyi was here.
Although no one believed that Cynanchum Chinense could compete with Zhou Wenzi, no one dared to ridicule her.
At this time, Shen Zhenyi slowly opened his mouth.
"Three moves it is."
His tone was calm, but Shen Baihe's heart suddenly tightened. Did Third Brother abandon his past pride? If it was in the past, he would definitely not agree to such a humiliating condition, even if it could help her win.
Could it be that because he was no longer unparalleled in the world, he no longer had his pride and bottom line?
If that was the case … then this Third Young Master Shen was even more difficult to deal with than before!
But Shen Zhenyi's next sentence immediately reassured Shen Baihe.
"If she doesn't make you throw away your sword and admit defeat within three moves, then it'll be her loss!"
The Third Young Master Shen was still the Third Young Master Shen!
The audience finally couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief!
If it was the previous Third Young Master Shen, not to mention three moves, even if it was just one move, people would definitely believe it. Although Zhou Wenzi became famous earlier than the Third Young Master Shen and was older than the Third Young Master Shen, when the Third Prince was at his peak, he wasn't even qualified to carry his shoes.
But now, the one who made the move was not the Third Young Master Shen himself, but the little girl, Cynanchum Chinense.
Even if the Third Young Master Shen was in perfect condition, he wouldn't be able to teach his disciple so quickly within three months. Not to mention … he was already a cripple, how could he teach by example?
The gap of one realm couldn't be made up for by any exquisite swordsmanship.
Shen Baihe calmed down. At this time, Zhou Wenzi was laughing wildly. He couldn't be bothered to say anything else. He just held his sword horizontally and looked coldly at the sky, waiting in the middle of the arena.
"Is three moves enough?" Cynanchum Chinense whispered to Shen Zhenyi.
Shen Zhenyi ignored her and just pointed at the arena. Cynanchum Chinense was helpless. She could only let go of the wheelchair and step forward. She slowly walked to the arena and frowned at Zhou Wenzi. "You can look down on me, but you definitely can't say anything bad about The Third Prince just now. If you don't apologize, don't blame me for not going easy on you. "
Zhou Wenzi sneered. "Then we'll see what you're capable of. Draw your sword!"
He waved his hand. In his opinion, a fifth realm martial artist didn't need him to take it seriously.
Cynanchum Chinense bit her lip and glanced at her senior sister, Cynanchum Chinense, who was gloating below the arena. She stomped her feet and suddenly moved her sword like the wind. It turned into a stream of light and directly attacked Zhou Wenzi's vital points!
"So fast!"
Shen Baihe's pupils suddenly contracted. How could this fourteen-year-old girl have such a fast sword?
Below the arena, there were also cries of surprise. Zhou Wenzi was caught off guard. His vision blurred, and he felt as if he was in a sky full of sword rain. He was shocked and wanted to retreat, but he didn't know where to dodge. He could only shrink his head in the midst of the chaos.
Chi!
The sword flashed like lightning.
Cynanchum Chinense's sword cut off Zhou Wenzi's high crown. His long hair was no longer bound and fluttered in the wind.
"How is this possible?"
"She really defeated Brother Zhou with one sword?"
"How can this junior sister's sword technique be so powerful?"
"Could this be the sword technique taught by The Third Prince?"
Everyone's eyes turned red, and they couldn't help but shout.
Although it was only Cynanchum Chinense's sword, they could see the unparalleled brilliance of the Third Young Master Shen in it!
Everyone would want to learn such a sword technique. Everyone would be proud of such a sword technique.
Shen Baihe's palm was cold. He stared blankly at Shen Zhenyi's back. He only felt something surge up in his chest, as if a poisonous snake was about to come out of his mouth and nose.
"I won't admit defeat!"
"I was just careless. Your sword technique can't beat mine!"
"I'm at the peak of the Sixth Realm of Martial Arts. I can completely suppress you!"
Zhou Wenzi roared and threw himself at Cynanchum Chinense recklessly. With his status, this kind of behavior was very inappropriate. On the competition stage, even if he only lost by half a move, he should calmly admit defeat and show his poise.
Especially when the opponent was such a young girl.
In this battle, even if Zhou Wenzi didn't lose, she had already lost.
Shen Baihe lowered his hand, feeling angry and ashamed that he had recruited such a stupid person. Of course, this shame was mostly brought by his third brother in a wheelchair. His expression was stiff, and he forced himself to control the fear and the urge to vomit in his heart.
"It's too ugly."
Shen Zhenyi lowered his head. He originally thought that Zhou Wenzi was one of the Four Young Masters of the previous generation, so he should have some skills. But looking at this person's martial arts and temperament, there was nothing to be proud of. If this kind of person could be promoted to a first-class master in this world, it could only be said that the Nine Serenities was really a remote place.
"Let's end this quickly and meet force with force."
He gave instructions to Cynanchum Chinense.
"Yes!"
Cynanchum Chinense stood on the competition stage and looked at Zhou Wenzi's thunder-like attack. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there was a bit of contempt and confidence on her face. This kind of person? Can he be considered the first on the Xuan List?
Then … under the guidance of The Third Prince, I can do it even more!
She shouted. She didn't have to give in. Her long sword flew across the air, and she was going to meet Zhou Wenzi's move head-on.
"Not good!" A knowledgeable person exclaimed, "This move is the Sacrifice of Life, one of the unique skills of Zhou Wenzi's Shangqing Palace. It's a shameless way of fighting. He completely gives up defense and gathers all the Genuine Qi in his body to make the strongest move. How can Junior Sister Chu resist the total amount of Genuine Qi of the Sixth Realm of Martial Arts? "
"She's not The Third Prince after all!"
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