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Chapter 52

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"Of course."

Mosaide said nonchalantly.

He unsheathed the treasured saber from his waist. His right hand gripped the saber hilt, and he drew it out with a swoosh. Clang! The moment the treasured saber was unsheathed, a cold light shot out and circled the entire room. Even the temperature dropped.

The entire room fell silent, and Wei Hao's expression changed.

This treasured saber was even more powerful than the one he had seen at his father's, the Duke of Wei!

This Mosaide of Charax Spasinu wasn't lying. The sword in his hand was indeed a famous one. Ordinary swords and sabers could not compare to this kind of cold Qi.

There probably weren't many in the Central Plains who could compare to him.

"Here!"

Mosaide handed the knife over.

"Good saber!"

Wang Chong didn't stand on ceremony. He took the saber from Mosaide's hands and examined it carefully. Since his rebirth, this was the first time he had seen a famous sword of Charax Spasinu.

It was different from the Central Plains. The Central Plains revered the sword, while the Abbasid Caliphate revered the saber. Furthermore, the shape of their sabers was completely different from the sabers of the Central Plains. First of all, they were not long, only about a foot long. Furthermore, the sabers were curved like the crescent moon in the sky.

Wang Chong did not know if this had anything to do with the worship of the moon in the Abbasid Caliphate and Charax Spasinu.

The blade of Mosaide's Charax Spasinu was extremely sharp. One could tell that it had been tempered a thousand times. As the saying goes, 'The fall of a single leaf reveals the arrival of autumn'. From the forging of this saber, it can be seen that the forging standards of the weapons of the Abbasid Caliphate and Charax Spasinu were indeed very high. In some aspects, they were even higher than the Central Plains.

Shua, Wang Chong flicked his wrist, and a cold light flashed past. In the private room, a corner of the table made of hard sandalwood immediately fell without a sound.

The corner of the table fell to the ground with a clang.

"Good saber!"

Wang Chong praised. At the side, Wei Hao's expression changed.

Wang Chong held the saber with both hands, waved it around, and returned the famed saber.

"Mr Mosaide, why don't we change the rules? Since it was a contest of swords and sabers, there should be rules for the contest. If you can beat me, I will compensate you for the price of my sword. And if you lose … I don't want you to pay the price of a sword, 1200 taels of gold! "

"Wei Hao, there will be more people who come to challenge me in the future. I can't possibly meet them one by one. Let's just follow this rule! "

"Wang Chong! — "

Wei Hao was shocked. With a single look, he could tell that Mosaide's saber wasn't ordinary. Just when he wanted to remind Wang Chong not to agree to it, he didn't expect Wang Chong to raise such strict conditions.

"Hahaha, good!"

Mosaide rejoiced. No matter what conditions Wang Chong raised, as long as he agreed, 1200 gold taels was nothing. The majority of Charax Spasinu merchants were extremely wealthy and had been doing business for generations. As long as they could achieve their goals, they didn't care about this' small amount of money '.

Furthermore, Wang Chong's conditions were clearly advantageous to him. If he lost, he wouldn't have to compensate, but if he won … It had been a long time since Mosaide had met someone who could defeat him.

Mosaide couldn't wait for Wang Chong to win. This way, he would be able to buy an even better sword!

"However, there's one more thing. I'm unable to have a sword duel with you now. If you wish to compete with me, you will have to wait until the seventh day! "

Wang Chong said.

"No problem, it's a small matter!"

Mosaide laughed heartily, not minding Wang Chong's words. As long as Wang Chong agreed to it, waiting for seven days was nothing.

"Right, there's something I'm curious about. When I entered, I saw a massive metal mountain at your entrance. I wonder what it's used for? There has never been such a situation in our Charax Spasinu. "

"Hehe, you will know in seven days' time."

Wang Chong chuckled. After saying those words, he turned around and left.

"Right, if you don't mind, before our duel, I would like to hang my Charax Spasinu saber up here as well. Is it possible?"

After taking a few steps, Mosaide's voice sounded behind him. There was a hint of craftiness in his voice. Business is business. The reason why he came to the Central Plains wasn't just for a sword duel!

Wang Chong chuckled. Just like what he remembered, these Abbasid Caliphate and Charax Spasinu saber merchants wouldn't let go of any opportunity to promote themselves.

However, Mosaide didn't know that his thoughts were playing into Wang Chong's hands.

This was exactly what Wang Chong wanted him to do.

"Sure!"

After saying those words, Wang Chong walked out of the booth.



"Wang Chong, you're mad! Do you know that this will lead to a huge problem? "

Walking out of the room, Wei Hao hurriedly chased after Wang Chong with a flustered expression.

"According to the price of the sword, do you know how much it is? 2400 taels! No, it's 4800 taels! If you win, you won't even earn half of it. If you lose, you will have to pay so much. What in the world are you thinking? "

"We don't even know if we can gather the 90000 gold taels for the Hyderabad ores, and we have to pay the 1700 gold taels for the Eight Gods Pavilion in a month's time. Yet, you're doing this now — — You're going to bring disaster to your family!"

Wei Hao's face flushed red from anxiety.

Wang Chong had tried Mosaide's saber before, and it was even sharper than the one his father kept. Even though Wang Chong had witnessed the other party's prowess, he still agreed to it. Wei Hao didn't expect this.

The reason why he agreed to Wang Chong's request to sell the WuZi Steel sword at the Bluebottle Pavilion was to help his brother earn some money.

The two of them were brothers who had grown up together, so it was impossible for him not to help.

However, Wei Hao didn't expect such a simple matter to turn out like this. Not only would Wang Chong be unable to earn money, he would even bring disaster to the Wang Clan and compensate them with a huge sum of money.

And he was one of the accomplices!

For the first time, Wei Hao felt regret!

"… Furthermore, what do you mean by 'follow the rules'? If more of such people were to appear, do you know how much money you'll have to pay! "

Just the thought of the rules set by Wang Chong made Wei Hao feel like his internal organs were on fire.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to win!"

Wang Chong said calmly.

"Do you know … What? What did you just say? "

Wei Hao was stunned.

"I said that he won't be able to win!"

Wang Chong chuckled as he repeated his words.

Wei Hao stared at Wang Chong in a daze, and for a moment, he was speechless. He was originally filled with anger, but when he heard these words, all of his anger immediately dissipated.

"He won't be able to win?"

Wei Hao found it hard to believe. He had witnessed the sharpness of the saber in the suite.

"Un."

Wang Chong said calmly. His expression was filled with confidence. This was the confidence he had in himself, as well as the confidence he had in the WuZi Steel sword!

Wei Hao was instantly stunned. He had a thousand words in his heart, but in the face of Wang Chong's domineering and arrogant words, he couldn't say a single word.

He didn't know where Wang Chong got his confidence from, to actually dare to boast that he would definitely win.

He had personally experienced Mosaide's Charax Spasinu Saber. That was a top-notch saber, so sharp that it was suffocating, and so sharp that it made one's heart palpitate.

Just a glance at it would probably give one nightmares at night!

This was also the reason why he kept reminding Wang Chong to reject the challenge. Although Wang Chong's sword was not bad, to be honest, Wei Hao had no confidence in it.

"Can you really win?"

Wei Hao hesitated.

"Of course."

Wang Chong smiled, brimming with confidence.

He wasn't a fool. When he received the machete, he had specially tested it out. He used his pinky to secretly tap on the tip of the blade.

The other party's saber was indeed sharp, but the blade was made of ordinary steel. It couldn't be compared to the Hyderabad ores. Furthermore, the other party had only comprehended one or two of the three processes of swordsmithing.

From this, Wang Chong could deduce that the black-clothed Abbasid Caliphate and Charax Spasinu swordsmiths were still a distance away from him.

At the very least, it would be impossible for them to catch up to him in the next few years.

Given the level of craftsmanship, it was impossible for the other party to match up to his WuZi Steel weapon.

"Alright, I believe you!"

Wei Hao admitted defeat. For some reason, even though he felt that Wang Chong's actions were wrong, Wei Hao couldn't find any words to refute the other party's confidence. Thus, he was easily convinced.

"But you don't have to reject the bet. A duel should be fair. Since the Charax Spasinu merchants are rich, why are you being polite with them? Isn't it better to let them lose a few thousand gold taels?"

Wei Hao recalled the final matter and grumbled.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This is called using a small trick to win a big one, throwing a brick to attract jade … "

Wang Chong patted Wei Hao's shoulders. He wasn't a fool, but he had a greater motive in mind. A few thousand gold taels wasn't enough to make him rich. Just Mosaide's few thousand gold taels wasn't enough to make him rich.

As long as he could build up the market for WuZi Steel weapons, the fortune that Wang Chong would be able to earn wouldn't be something that a sword duel gamble could match up to.

"I'll be leaving now! I'll leave the matters here to you. Wei Hao, remember, if such a matter happens again in the future, just deal with it according to today's situation. "

After which, Wang Chong beckoned to the two Sindhi Buddhist monks who were drinking tea outside before leaving.

Wang Chong didn't want too many people to know about the swordsmithing at the Bluebottle Pavilion. As for Mosaide, this Charax Spasinu sword merchant couldn't even speak the language of the Central Plains, so how could he possibly know what kind of person Wang Chong was?

The moment Wang Chong left, the price on the door of the Bluebottle Pavilion doubled, becoming 4800 gold taels. At the same time, Mosaide's Charax Spasinu sword was also hung on the door of the Bluebottle Pavilion.

This was the first time in the past three days that another sword was hung on the door of the Bluebottle Pavilion.

Furthermore, from the design of the weapon, it wasn't even a sword from the Central Plains, but an authentic Charax Spasinu sword!

This novel change immediately attracted the attention of the crowd.

When the contents of the sword duel gamble between Wang Chong and Mosaide was exposed, the entire matter caused a commotion that even Wang Chong didn't expect.

'Number One Sword in the World', 'The First Direct Confrontation between the Central Plains and Charax Spasinu and Abbasid Caliphate', 'The First Sword Duel of the Tang dynasty' … All kinds of news of this kind spread all over the place.

There were many Charax Spasinu and Abbasid Caliphate merchants in the Central Plains, but they were extremely conservative in their ways. This was the first time that a clash between eastern and western weapons occurred in the Tang dynasty.

The entire matter immediately attracted a huge amount of attention!

"Hmph! How can an unknown fellow represent the swords and sabers of the Tang dynasty? "

When the news spread to the major swordsmithing clans, the Cheng Clan was the first to be agitated. Even though the major swordsmithing clans were polite on the surface, they were all filled with indignation. They wanted to surpass the other swordsmithing clans and vie for the title of 'Number One Sword in the World'.

Just that, no one could have expected that a 'nameless fellow' of unknown origin would take the lead.

Initially, the major swordsmithing clans had a unified stand on the matter of the Bluebottle Pavilion, and they didn't need to bother with such an insignificant matter. But now, everything was different.

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