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Chapter 273

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The martial arts of the True God Realm could be compared by themselves.

There was no need for a cultivation competition. As long as the two manuals were placed together and activated the power of heaven and earth, there would be a conflict. The stronger martial arts would have the advantage, and the losing manual would be turned into dust by the power of heaven and earth.

Therefore, it was very difficult to maintain high-level martial arts manuals in the Seven Wounds World. Basically, it was necessary to use a more powerful and unified manual to 'deify' it, just like the Azure Water Secret Vault. This was the best way to preserve it for a long time.

Shen Zhenyi proposed to compete with sword manuals because he was very confident in the Three Thousand Feet of White Hair Sword Art.

"Young Master Shen …"

Nu Qianfa didn't know what to say. He looked at Shen Zhenyi awkwardly, but the latter was unmoved.

"What an arrogant kid."

Wang Weixiao didn't get angry but laughed instead. He glanced at the sword manual in Teacher Xue's hand with disdain. "He's really full of himself. Even if this sword manual has divine sense and can integrate the power of heaven and earth, how can it be compared to the Qianqiu Sword Art?"

With a flick of his wrist, a ray of light shot out. It was as if a sword of light had appeared in his hand out of thin air. It was dazzling.

Nu Qianfa and Old Guo only saw a flash in front of their eyes. They screamed in their hearts and quickly closed their eyes, but it was too late. Their vision turned black, and they couldn't see anything for a while.

Shen Zhenyi was slightly surprised. He moved to the side and protected Lord Zi Ningjun and the others.

— — This was the brilliance of the Qianqiu Sword Art.

"A Thousand Years of Prosperity, A Dream of Brilliance!"

Back then, this sword technique had once dazzled the Seven Wounds World. Those who mastered it were all famous swordsmen and heroes, flourishing for thousands of years. These eight words, A Dream of Brilliance, were engraved in the history of the Seven Wounds World.

However, this sword manual had long been lost in the long river of history.

Others didn't know, but Shen Zhenyi was very clear about it.

— — Because the real Qianqiu Sword Art was stored in the Azure Water Secret Vault.

— — Speaking of which, now that the Moon Decapitation of the World of Eight Cultivators had returned to the Seven Wounds World, the original Chaos Secret Realm should have returned to the Seven Wounds World, but he didn't know where it was. Those who had been diligently searching for the Canglan Secret Vault finally had hope.

However, at this time, the Canglan Secret Vault had already fallen into the hands of Shen Zhenyi. Without his permission, even if someone else got there first, they would not have the opportunity to open the door again.

Of course, there was no need to explain these things to outsiders. However, Shen Zhenyi was able to confirm that even if the brilliance was still there, this sword manual was ultimately fake.

"What do you think? You brats are lucky to be able to witness this dazzling brilliance!"

Wang Weixiao proudly laughed, "How could the light of a firefly dare to compete with the brilliance of the sun and moon? You better guard that sword manual well. Wouldn't it be a pity to destroy it for nothing? "

Nu Qian Fa felt a sharp pain in his eyes. He almost couldn't hold back his tears. He quickly bowed and said, "Thank you senior for your guidance. Brother Shen was just joking. Please don't take it seriously …"

That instant of sword light had scared him out of his wits. How could he still care about Shen Zhenyi? He hurriedly apologized first.

Teacher Xue helplessly smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to say a few more words of advice, he heard Shen Zhenyi loudly say, "The Infusion Sword Technique is a fake brilliance. Every time you use it, it will be gone. If you continue like this, do you think you can hide it from Old Mister Xue?"

He turned around with a smile. His eyes were shining brightly. He was actually not the slightest bit affected by the sword light just now.

Apart from him, Lord Zi Ningjun, Cynanchum Chinense, and Princess Long were also protected by him. They were not injured.

"Good brat!"

Wang Weixiao's expression turned cold. "I underestimated you."

Although it was fake, that sword qi was injected by an expert. It was definitely not ordinary. If an ordinary person was hit by this light, they would have a headache for several days.

This person clearly did not reveal his divine light, but he was able to protect the safety of the people around him. Could it be that he was actually a hidden expert?

But no matter what, he was still a first level True God. Wang Weixiao glanced at the brand new jade tablet hanging on Shen Zhenyi's waist and let out a cold laugh.

"You're still so stubborn. Do you really want to compete with the sword manual?"

Wang Weixiao gently held the sword manual in his hand. He turned around and casually said to Teacher Xue, "Old Xue, do you want to teach this young man a lesson …"

"This?"

Teacher Xue hesitated. This sword manual was given to him by Nu Qian Fa. If it was destroyed, it would be a pity. After all, although this sword manual was only recorded for a short time, it was still a work of concentration. The effect of condensing the power of heaven and earth was also good. If it was kept for a few decades, it would be a treasure.

If it was destroyed, even if it was rerecorded, it might not be as good as the original.

Nu Qian Fa also panicked. He could not open his eyes now, so he could only turn around like a headless fly. He persuaded Shen Zhenyi, "Young Master Shen, although your Three Thousand Feet of White Hair sword manual is exquisite, it is still incomparable to the Qianqiu sword manual. Why do you have to be like this … Let's go first!"

He wanted to cry but had no tears. Today, not only did he not flatter Teacher Xue, he also did not mention a word of business. If this continued, he was afraid that he would offend Wang Weixiao.

"No hurry."

Shen Zhenyi calmly asked, "If the Qianqiu sword manual is not comparable to my newly recorded Three Thousand Feet of White Hair, then what?"

Wang Weixiao knew that he was not willing to back down. He looked back at the Three Thousand Feet of White Hair sword manual in Teacher Xue's hand and secretly sneered.

So what if the Qianqiu sword manual in his hand was fake? If he encountered the real Qianqiu sword manual, he might lose. But against this level of sword manual, what was there to be afraid of?

"What do you want?"

He retorted aggressively.

Shen Zhenyi shrugged his shoulders and didn't mind. He smiled and said, "You set up this trap just to swindle money. How about this, if you lose, you have to pay Teacher Xue ten thousand Xuan Gold. Teacher Xue will not pursue this matter. How about it? "

Wang Weixiao's face darkened, "You insist that I am cheating Old Xue. If you lose, what will you do?"

"If you lose, then it means that your sword manual is real. I am willing to pay double the price."

Shen Zhenyi said calmly, as if he did not care about ten thousand Xuan Gold.

"Good!"

Wang Weixiao saw that he was rich and did not dare to act rashly. He thought that as long as he won this sword manual battle, he would be satisfied with earning twenty thousand Xuan Gold. Moreover, Old Xue would definitely believe that the sword manual was real. When the time comes, he would take out the mandarin duck sword to exchange.

Thinking of this, Wang Weixiao nodded and agreed, "Since you want to humiliate yourself and give me money for free, why should I stop you? Come, let's compete in sword manuals! "

He threw out his hand and the Qianqiu sword manual in his hand drew an arc in the air, floating and sinking.

Shen Zhenyi then turned to Teacher Xue and cupped his hands, "Please let me borrow the sword manual for a while. I will return it later."

Before Teacher Xue could respond, he felt his palm shake. The Three Thousand Feet of White Hair sword manual flew out of his hand and flew to the side of the Qianqiu sword manual, quietly standing there.

He could not help but be shocked.

— — This young man's martial path was not that simple!

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