Honn Shinsakura was already indignant. Upon hearing his teacher's evaluation, he was even more indignant. However, his teacher had already stood up. As a disciple, he had to abide by etiquette. Honn Shinsakura could only retreat to the side and sulk.
"I'm Sei Gasakai. May I know your name?" the middle-aged man asked Zhou Wen.
"I wouldn't dare. My name is Zhou Wen," Zhou Wen answered as he put down the phone in his hand.
As Zhou Wen had never heard of Sei Gasakai's name, he didn't think much of it. However, this name was considered famous in another region, or even in the entire Federation.
Speaking of Sword Hero Sei Gasakai, many people who practiced the way of the sword knew that he used to train in Niten Ichi. Ten years ago, he was already a master of the sword. Furthermore, he was a famous handsome man in the area.
However, Zhou Wen had no idea about this, nor had he heard of Sei Gasakai's name.
When Honn Shinsakura saw that his teacher, Sei Gasakai, had solemnly reported his name, he couldn't help but snort coldly. He felt that Zhou Wen didn't respect his teacher, Sei Gasakai.
However, Sei Gasakai didn't mind. He said with a smile, "Zhou Wen, are you familiar with Chancellor Leng Zongzheng while studying at Sunset College?"
"I rarely see Chancellor Leng. He stopped teaching a long time ago," Zhou Wen answered truthfully.
"Isn't your tutor Leng Zongzheng? Then, who's your tutor? "Sei Gasakai was somewhat surprised.
Zhou Wen was so young, yet he already had such a cultivation realm. He imagined that Zhou Wen was Leng Zongzheng's student. He had come to Luoyang with the intention of challenging Leng Zongzheng.
"Wang Fei," Zhou Wen answered subconsciously.
After Wang Fei left, many things had happened to Zhou Wen. He had little contact with his new tutor, and his impression of Wang Fei was still stuck at the time when she was a tutor. Furthermore, Wang Fei and Wang Mingyuan were both from Luoyang's Wang family. Zhou Wen was subconsciously more willing to acknowledge Wang Fei as his tutor.
Sei Gasakai thought for a moment, but he had never heard of this name. In fact, Sei Gasakai didn't think much of the other tutors of Sunset College. He felt that the only person in Sunset College who was worth fighting was Chancellor Leng Zongzheng. Therefore, he didn't know much about the other tutors of Sunset College. He only knew a few famous tutors.
Although those mentors were relatively famous in the Federation, Sei Gasakai really didn't treat them as opponents.
Although Zhou Wen wasn't a student taught by Leng Zongzheng, since he was a student of Sunset College and had such achievements at such a young age, Sei Gasakai wanted to know how far Zhou Wen had reached.
In the beginning, Sei Gasakai could tell that Zhou Wen's temperament and cultivation level were not bad. He was able to remain calm and composed in front of the master-disciple duo and was not affected by them. He felt that this young student was not bad.
Later, Honn Shinsakura tested Zhou Wen, hoping to force him to take action. Only then did Seiya realize that Zhou Wen was really extraordinary. His martial realm wasn't low, but he couldn't tell how high it was.
"If there's nothing else, I'd like to continue gaming." Zhou Wen lowered his head to continue gaming.
Sei Gasakai did not comment. He looked at the peony outside the stone pavilion. A gust of wind blew, and a withered petal fell into the stone pavilion. He stretched out his slender fingers and caught the petal between his fingers.
"My young friend, take a look at this petal. Is there anything different about it?" With that said, Sei Gasakai used his index and middle fingers to hold the petal in front of Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen immediately felt his body tremble slightly as he couldn't help but look up at Sei Gasakai.
Sei Gasakai's finger wasn't fast, but when it landed in Zhou Wen's eyes, the scene was completely different.
The vitality of the entire peony garden seemed to move with Sei Gasakai's finger. It was as though Sei Gasakai was the ruler of the peony garden. The peony garden that spanned four hundred kilometers moved with his strength.
Zhou Wen felt that he wasn't facing Sei Gasakai, but the billions of flowers in the entire peony garden. The power condensed on the petal was like the sea of flowers, making it impossible to see the end. He immediately felt immense pressure.
Zhou Wen's expression was solemn as he sat on the bench. His fingers were like swords as he extended them towards the petal that Sei Gasakai had sent over and clamped onto the other side of the petal.
In an instant, Zhou Wen felt a strange force surge at him.
Flowers bloomed and withered as the sun rose and set. From life to death, Zhou Wen felt as though his body was rapidly aging. Time was rapidly passing.
A strange glint flashed in Sei Gasakai's eyes. In the past, he had cultivated the Niten Ichi-ryū. The so-called Niten Ichi-ryū roughly meant that there was a sun and moon in the sky, and humans were split into Yin and Yang. The Niten Ichi-ryū saber technique was also about Yin and Yang complementing each other.
Niten Ichi-ryū warriors typically held a tachi in their right hand and a small tachi in their left. One Yang and one Yin gave rise to infinite changes.
Sei Gasakai was extremely talented. After experiencing the tempering and insights of many dimensional zones, not only had he mastered the Niten Ichi-ryū to its limits, but he had also created a style based on the basics of the Niten Ichi-ryū, allowing his strength to improve greatly.
Not only did this style pay attention to Yin and Yang, but it also had a lot to do with time and life and death. Sei Gasakai hadn't named this style. This time, he had come to Luoyang to challenge Leng Zongzheng. If he could defeat him, he planned on naming the style he had created.
As Zhou Wen was a student of Sunset College, Sei Gasakai originally planned on using his newly created technique to test his mental cultivation and realm. He didn't really plan on fighting him.
However, when he used the concept of Withering Glory in his saber technique, he realized that Zhou Wen wasn't moved at all. He wasn't affected at all. He couldn't help but gradually strengthen his Sword Dao.
Zhou Wen felt as though countless flowers had bloomed and withered. It was as though the entire peony garden had become a flower graveyard. He had also gone from young to old, as though he was about to die.
Sei Gasakai couldn't help but be alarmed when he saw that Zhou Wen remained unmoved. He had already thought highly of Zhou Wen, but he never expected the youth in front of him to be stronger than he had imagined. He couldn't help but strengthen his Sword Dao will, changing from the will of withering to the will of life and death.
Honn Shinsakura watched from the side, but he didn't feel anything. He only saw Zhou Wen and Sei Gasakai each holding a flower petal. One was standing while the other was sitting, motionless.
Honn Shinsakura was somewhat puzzled. He didn't know what his teacher, Sei Gasakai, was doing, but he didn't dare disturb him. All he could do was wait patiently by the side.
However, as he watched, Honn Shinsakura's eyes widened.
His teacher, Sei Gasakai's hair band had snapped and his long hair scattered. His long black hair gradually turned white. In just a moment, his raven-black hair turned snow-white.
"Teacher, what's wrong?" Honn Shinsakura was alarmed. He hurriedly stood up and wanted to rush over to push Zhou Wen away.
Bam!
However, just as Honn Shinsakura took a few steps towards Zhou Wen, he felt a terrifying force slam into him. His body involuntarily flew backward and landed outside the stone pavilion. Blood spewed out of his mouth as several of his bones were broken. He looked at Zhou Wen in horror and struggled several times, but he failed to get up.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
