In the vast void, the clouds flowed like water, and the sky was as blue as the sea.
A huge figure flew across the sky like the wind and light. It was extremely fast.
It was a huge gourd made of ancient green jade. It was nearly ten meters long, and there was a figure sitting in front and behind it.
Wine Master!
Chen Zong!
After being assassinated by the Black Fiend, Chen Zong took the valuable items from the assassin's Storage Ring and reported it to the higher-ups, causing a great commotion.
After all, it was a big deal to assassinate a prodigy on the Dark Nether List in the Dark Nether District. The Dark Nether City Governor's Mansion was mobilized to investigate the whole city.
The guards in the Dark Nether District became even stricter. Even birds could not pass through, and there were even powerhouses in charge. The Black Fiend could not sneak in again.
In the following time, Chen Zong cultivated well. He took elixirs to refine and improve his Qi Cultivation and Body Refining Cultivation.
After he finished taking all the elixirs, he went to the Ancient Profound Building to buy more and continued to cultivate. His Qi Cultivation and Body Refining Cultivation gradually improved and approached the Intermediate Half-Saint Realm.
Now, it was time to meet Wine Master. He left the Dark Nether City with Wine Master.
Wine Master was a powerful powerhouse at the peak of the Saint Rudiment Realm. The Universal Sun Moon Pot was not only a secret treasure for brewing wine, but it could also be used to fly at an amazing speed.
Sitting on the Universal Sun Moon Pot, Chen Zong was leisurely. The Gilded Mountain Sword was placed on his knees, and he held the wine gourd in his left hand. It was a gift from Wine Master.
Originally, Chen Zong thought that the ten-year-old Universal Sun Moon Wine was only one or two catties. He did not expect that the wine gourd, which did not look big from the outside, had a unique mystery inside. It was more than a hundred catties.
A hundred catties of ten-year-old Universal Sun Moon Wine was enough for Chen Zong to drink for a long time.
This wine was also quite beneficial to his cultivation.
After drinking a mouthful, Chen Zong refined it, causing his cultivation base to rise bit by bit.
"My name is Wine Master. My old opponent is Saber Master," Wine Master said to Chen Zong as he took a sip of the wine.
"Saber Master," Chen Zong repeated the name to remember it.
"Although he's not on the Profound Board, his strength is much stronger than an ordinary Peak Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse," Wine Venerable continued.
Wine Master's strength was very profound. Although he was not as powerful as Division Profound, he was still very powerful. After all, there were only 108 places on the Profound Board.
Saber Master's ability must be extraordinary to be able to become Wine Master's old rival.
"Venerable Lord Saber has been practicing saber all his life. He has amazing attainments in saber skills. He forged and sharpened his own saber. He can be called a saber maniac."
Chen Zong could not help but feel a sense of awe.
Those who practiced the sword might not necessarily forge their own swords. After all, forging swords was an industry and a profession. One needed to study it diligently. In addition, one also needed to practice cultivation techniques, sword techniques, and so on. It was difficult to allocate time and energy.
Venerable Lord Saber had forged, sharpened, and practiced his saber by himself. Everything had gone through his hands, and he was incomparably focused. It was unknown what level of attainment he had reached in the saber path.
Chen Zong couldn't imagine it.
"As a disciple of Venerable Lord Saber, he will also inherit Venerable Lord Saber's set of techniques. Therefore, his attainment in saber techniques is definitely not low, and his strength is definitely not weak." Wine Master said seriously, "I don't expect you to win this battle, but at least you can't lose in an ugly way."
This was a battle between their old rivals. Chen Zong was now pretending to be Wine Master's disciple. If he lost in an ugly way, Wine Master would also lose face.
"Senior, don't worry. I'll do my best." Chen Zong said seriously. However, he did not guarantee that he would win. That was not confidence, but blind arrogance.
Chen Zong had no idea how strong Venerable Lord Saber's disciple was. Perhaps he was a nobody now, but who could be sure that he did not have great strength?
For example, Chen Zong himself was a nobody. However, he defeated Lin Heming and Li Xilang and was now ranked 93rd on the Dark List. Perhaps Venerable Lord Saber's disciple also had the strength to be ranked on the Dark List. Perhaps his ranking would be higher than Chen Zong's.
If Chen Zong said that he would definitely win, Wine Master would not believe him. On the contrary, he would think that Chen Zong was being too frivolous.
The wine gourd flew at an extremely fast speed. It had reached the peak of the Saint Rudiment Stage. It carried Wine Master and Chen Zong across the sky and away from Dark Underworld City.
According to Wine Master, the saber hut where Venerable Lord Saber lived was among green mountains and clear waters.
About a day later, the wine gourd flew into the mountains and passed through the forest. It slowed down and began to land. Below it was a valley.
The stream was clear and flowed endlessly, as if the sun and the moon had never stopped, and it flowed endlessly.
There were pieces of cobblestones of different sizes in the stream that had been washed smooth by the water. They reflected dazzling brilliance under the sunlight.
A slender and vigorous figure stood in the stream. His cold and resolute young face was as calm as an ancient well. His eyes were closed, and his eyebrows were long and narrow like sabers. They gave off a faint sense of sharpness.
The young man's legs were slightly bent and separated to the same width as his shoulders. He allowed the stream to wash his bronze-colored and tough calves. His hands were stretched out in front of him as if he was holding an invisible long saber. However, there was nothing in it. Nevertheless, there was a trace of amazing sharpness in it.
Silence!
Silence!
Only the sound of the stream flowing could be heard. Only the breeze lingered in their ears.
Heaven and Earth seemed to have frozen at this moment. Time and space seemed to have come to a standstill.
Immediately, the young man's closed eyes opened abruptly. An extremely cold and sharp light burst out from his eyes. It was as if a divine saber had been unsheathed, tearing the void apart.
Then, an extremely frightening sharpness spread out from his hands. It was as if a peerless divine saber had been awakened in an instant. It burst out with an astonishing sharpness and slashed down.
Without a sound, the air was torn apart, and a fine white saber mark fell like a silk thread. It instantly split the water in the stream, and it spread for hundreds of meters before it stopped. The stream also stopped for an instant before it recovered and washed away the saber mark.
The stream water did not change. However, if one looked closely, one could see that the cobblestones at the bottom of the stream had been split in half. The cut was extremely smooth.
Immediately, the young man quickly raised his head. He was decisive and sharp. His eyes shone brightly as he stared at the huge ancient green jade gourd.
In an instant, Chen Zong's eyes met the young man's. He felt the astonishing sharpness in his opponent's eyes. It was as if a long saber had broken through the air and was about to split him in half.
His eyes narrowed slightly. A flash of astonishing sharpness shot out like a sharp sword out of its scabbard.
The moment their extremely sharp eyes met, invisible sparks were stirred up when they collided.
Wine Master glanced at the young man and did not stop. Instead, he fixed his eyes on a thatched cottage in the distance. A strong aura swept out like a storm, as if it was going to destroy everything.
"Humph!"
Chen Zong was shocked. He felt that the sudden cold snort was as sharp as a saber. It cut through the air and collided with Wine Master's aura, causing a violent storm.
"Crazy Saber, I'm here as promised." Wine Master laughed. With a wave of his hand, the storm formed by the collision of the astonishing aura disappeared.
"Crazy Saber, is this your disciple?" As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp flash of light shot out and landed on Chen Zong. Chen Zong trembled all over and felt numb. It was as if he had been targeted by a heavenly saber. It was as if the terrifying sharpness would tear his body apart in the next moment, along with his soul.
Chen Zong stood still and did not even dare to breathe. The sharpness was too strong and astonishing. It was simply indescribable.
Fortunately, the shocking sharpness was not hostile. Chen Zong also saw the source clearly. It was a pair of eyes.
It was an old man with long hair. His face could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were extremely sharp like a newly sharpened saber that could cut and tear everything apart.
Saber Master!
Crazy Saber!
An expert who made a living with sabers.
"You don't look good." Saber Master withdrew his gaze from Chen Zong and looked at Wine Master again. He seemed to be chuckling.
"You can't tell whether he's good or not. There are many people who look good but are useless." Wine Master's rebuttal was sharp.
"You'll know soon enough." Saber Master sneered. After a round of verbal confrontation, he said to the person standing in the stream in the distance, "Wufeng, come here."
The young man leaped into the air like a big bird spreading its wings. He shook his arms and shot out like an arrow. He was extremely fast.
It felt like he was tearing the sky apart. He landed beside Saber Master in an instant and stood respectfully.
"He's my disciple, Wufeng. He has inherited my mantle." Saber Master introduced in a calm tone, but there was a kind of pride in his voice. Apparently, he was very satisfied with his disciple.
"This is my disciple, Chen Zong. He's a genius in swordsmanship and a genius on the Netherworld List." Wine Master also introduced.
When he heard that Chen Zong was a genius on the Netherworld List, Wufeng suddenly straightened his back. His eyes shone with sharpness, as if the saber light had broken through the air and landed on Chen Zong.
"What's your rank on the Netherworld List?" Saber Master was a little surprised and asked immediately.
"Ninety-three." Wine Master said.
"Oh, only ninety-three." Saber Master did not seem to care. In fact, he was not looking down on Wufeng. He was deliberately attacking Wine Master.
"I don't remember anyone named Wufeng among the 108 on the Netherworld List." Wine Master's rebuttal was still sharp.
"There will be soon." Saber Master's words were full of confidence. "Wufeng, defeat him."
After saying that, Saber Master quickly retreated and gave up the field.
Wine Master nodded to Chen Zong and retreated as well, leaving the field to Chen Zong and Wufeng.
This was a confrontation between the two younger generations. It was also an indirect confrontation between Wine Master and Saber Master.
"If a genius on the Netherworld List defeats me, I can also be listed on the Netherworld List." Wufeng spoke in a low voice with a hint of sharpness.
"You may not be able to do it." Chen Zong responded with a smile.
Suddenly, an astonishingly sharp aura burst out from Wufeng's body. It was as if a treasured saber had been unsheathed. It tore through the air and rushed toward Chen Zong.
At the same time, a terrifying sharpness shot out from Chen Zong's body, colliding with Edgeless' saber aura from dozens of meters away. A series of sharp sounds rang out, and sand and pebbles were sent flying. The formless Qi force carved out many marks on the ground, quickly spreading out.
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