"Look, look! It's starting! "
"Haha, the person who provoked the four swordsmithing clans is actually a youngster in his teens!"
"After waiting for so many days, the black cloth is finally going to be unveiled! I wonder what sword is worth ten thousand gold taels! "
"It's not ten thousand gold taels, it's nineteen thousand two hundred gold taels! If he were to lose, he would have to compensate that much each of them! "
"Heavens! Wouldn't he be making a huge loss then? "
"Of course! Do you think that the four great swordsmithing clans of the capital are that easy to provoke? "
"What a pity for that fellow!"
…
Outside the railing, a huge crowd could be seen, and a huge commotion could be heard. After seven days of marketing, everyone's curiosity toward the sword hanging at the entrance of the Bluebottle Pavilion had reached its peak.
What kind of treasured sword was it that no one was allowed to look at or even touch?
What kind of treasured sword was it for it to have the guts to set an unprecedented price tag of ten thousand gold taels?
And now, it was finally time for the answer to be revealed.
"Everyone, are you all ready?"
As Wang Chong listened to the rumbling of mountains and seas, he turned around and looked at the people in the building.
"If anyone wishes to buy it, nineteen thousand two hundred gold taels, this is your last chance!"
Boom!
The only response to Wang Chong's words was a burst of laughter. Even the elder of the Cheng Clan, Cheng Youqing, couldn't help but laugh. At the start, no one was willing to buy a sword with a starting price of six hundred gold taels. Now that the price had doubled to nineteen thousand two hundred gold taels, there was even less reason for anyone to buy it.
Otherwise, wouldn't they look foolish?
"Young man, you do have a sense of humor. However, you should take off your sword and remove the black cloth on it! "
"That's right, let everyone see your sword which is worth nineteen thousand two hundred gold taels!"
Someone chimed in, and the people in the building burst into laughter again.
"Don't spout nonsense, what nineteen thousand two hundred gold taels? It's doubled today!"
"Right! Right! Right! It's thirty-eight thousand four hundred gold taels now! Whoever dares to spout nonsense, I'll teach him a lesson! "
"Lad, there are so many people here, you can't be thinking of escaping, right?"
"Hehe, do you think that he can escape?!"
…
The Bluebottle Pavilion was filled with ridicule, ridicule, and laughter. The gazes from all directions did not conceal the contempt and disdain in their hearts.
Only Mosaide and Zhao Fengchen remained silent.
The two of them looked at Wang Chong thoughtfully.
"Wang Chong, is there really no problem with this?"
Wei Hao's face turned pale again as he listened to the ridicule in his ears.
"Don't worry!"
Wang Chong patted Wei Hao's shoulders heavily as he spoke without hesitation. For some reason, Wei Hao suddenly felt a lot better when he heard the determination in Wang Chong's voice.
"Very good! Since no one wants to buy it, let's start the sword duel gamble now! "
Wang Chong raised his head and said.
"Wait!"
All of a sudden, a voice sounded. Wang Chong raised his head and saw a familiar figure walk through the crowd.
"Yellow Dragon!"
Wang Chong and Wei Hao's eyelids twitched as they recognized the other party. This person was none other than Huang Jiao of the Huang Clan, the one who caused trouble the other day, saying that Wang Chong was playing to the crowd and chasing the crowd away.
"Hehe, lad, it's true that you're the one who proposed the sword duel gamble. However, there should be a set of rules for sword and saber duel gambling! "
Huang Jiao sneered coldly. He didn't have a good impression of Wang Chong, so he didn't bother speaking politely.
"What are you trying to say?"
Wang Chong asked calmly.
"With so many sword duels, are we going to just slash randomly? Everyone has taken out the famous swords and sabers from their clans, and weapons of this level are extremely sharp. Even if one were to win in a duel, it would leave behind some scratches and dents. If that's the case, there wouldn't be any meaning in winning. "
"Thus, I have an idea. Why don't everyone report the sharpness of their weapons and see how much they can cut into the metal? This way, those who aren't sharp enough can back down. Not only will they be able to protect their own weapons, but they will also be able to avoid damaging the weapons of others. What do you think? "
Huang Jiao said gleefully.
"Good idea! Good idea! "
Many people responded to Huang Jiao's suggestion.
"Why don't we report it first? The weapons of our Li Clan are forged using well-tempered steel. Not only are they tough, they are sharp as well. They are able to cut four and a half centimeters into pig metal! "
A man in his forties with the words' Li Clan of Qingtang 'embroidered on his chest stood out. He pointed to the sword of his clan hanging above the pavilion with a gleeful expression on his face.
"Hmph, you dare to take out such a weapon! Our Lantian Zheng Clan has been researching the art of swordsmithing for generations, and the swords we forge are able to cut five and a half centimeters into pig metal! "
The moment those words were spoken, the other swordsmithing clans also stood out with a proud look on their faces.
"There's no need to argue! Our Gengjin Great Sword Pavilion's sword is forged using Deep Sea Black Metal. The swords of your two clans are able to cut into scrap metal! "
The Great Sword Pavilion of the capital also stood out. Soon, an intense debate broke out in the Bluebottle Pavilion. Even some merchants from the Western Regions who weren't very familiar with the Chinese language joined in.
Some of them even argued till their faces turned red!
Wang Chong could hear clearly that even though these people were arguing intensely, the sharpness of their swords wouldn't exceed five inches.
That was to say, their swords could only cut five inches into pig metal. Even so, these people were gleeful and their noses were about to reach the heavens.
After coming to this conclusion, Wang Chong sneered in disdain. These prestigious clans had been living in peace for too long. When they see their own swords, they would know what a true treasure sword is.
"There's no need to argue, there's no need to go through so much trouble!"
Wang Chong's voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. Before he finished his words, he immediately patted Wei Hao's shoulders. The latter understood Zhang Xuan's intentions and leaped forward. As though a cannonball, he leaped over the railing of the third floor of the Bluebottle Pavilion and grabbed the Wootz steel sword wrapped in black cloth.
Klang!
The crisp cry of a sword reverberated in the air, and a cold gleam flashed in midair. Before anyone could react, Wei Hao had already become one with his sword, and as though a meteor, he plummeted from the sky, smashing into the metal mountain in front of the Bluebottle Pavilion.
Hong long long, the earth trembled and dust billowed!
This action was so sudden that the bustling crowd outside the Bluebottle Pavilion was the first to notice this sudden change, and it immediately quietened down.
Klang klang klang!
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a series of metal clanging sounds came from behind Wei Hao. More than twenty treasured swords and sabers that had been hung on the gatehouse to participate in the sword and saber gamble were all cut in half. The tips of the swords and sabers all fell from the sky and stabbed into the ground.
Then, with a loud boom, amidst the billowing dust, the heavy 'metal mountain', which was at least the height of a human, suddenly split into two and fell to the ground. The cut was as smooth as a mirror.
Weng!
Outside the Bluebottle Pavilion, upon seeing this sight, the massive crowd was dumbfounded. The crowd was silent, not a single sound could be heard.
Following which, the crowd in the Bluebottle Pavilion, who was in the midst of an intense debate, also noticed this sight. All of them stood on the pavilion with their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.
Padah!
Mosaide had been toying with a green thumb ring with a ruby embedded on it, but at this moment, he didn't even realize that his thumb ring had fallen to the ground.
Silence!
Deathly silence!
In that instant, the entire Bluebottle Pavilion was deathly silent. Everyone's mind was blank and they were shocked speechless. Wang Chong had used the most unexpected method to give everyone an earth-shattering shock!
Boom!
After a brief moment of silence, the crowd finally reacted. Suddenly, a burst of earth-shattering cries of surprise broke out.
"Heavens! What did that fellow do? "
"He actually split apart a metal mountain! How many cun is that? Fifty cun? A hundred cun? How can there be such a formidable sword in the world? "
"It's not just that metal mountain. Look at the swords and sabers on the Bluebottle Pavilion. They are all famous sabers, and every single one of them is a godly weapon that can slice through a hair. He actually managed to split more than ten of them in a single breath! "
"How can there be such a fearsome weapon in the world?!"
…
This sudden sight sent everyone into a frenzy.
For the past seven days, everyone had been looking at Wang Chong as a joke. In fact, there were even some who secretly mocked him for being a fool. No one thought that Wang Chong would win this sword duel gamble. After all, only a handful of swordsmithing clans possessed top-notch smithing skills.
However, no one could have imagined that Wang Chong would win this sword duel gamble!
Weng!
In the Bluebottle Pavilion, the weapon merchants stared at Wang Chong, and they were even more shocked than the crowd outside. The jaws of the elders of the Cheng, Li, Huang, and Lu Clan were about to drop to the ground.
"How is this possible?"
The hearts of the Four Great Swordsmithing Clans were in turmoil. Before this duel gamble, the Four Great Swordsmithing Clans had been mocking Wang Chong for trying to please the crowd. In fact, the Four Great Swordsmithing Clans even treated this as an opportunity to display their treasured swords.
However, no one could have imagined that their swords would be broken by Wang Chong instead!
"My saber! This is impossible! — — "
Suddenly, a scream sounded. In the Bluebottle Pavilion, the shopkeeper of the White Tiger Great Sword Pavilion suddenly leaped down to the ground. Picking up the tip of the saber, he let out a shrill scream.
His face was pale, and he looked as though he was about to cry.
That was the treasure of the White Tiger Great Sword Pavilion! To think that it would be cut into two just like that!
This was simply unacceptable!
"No, impossible … He's just a fifteen-year-old child, how could he have learned such a formidable swordsmithing technique!"
"… Furthermore, it's such a sharp sword!"
Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian were dumbfounded by the sight before them.
Of all of them, they were the only ones who knew Wang Chong's background the best. This was also the reason why the shock that Wang Chong gave them was the greatest.
Duke Jiu's lineage didn't have any swordsmithing techniques. Even if one were to beat them to death, they wouldn't be able to imagine where Wang Chong learned such a formidable swordsmithing technique from.
In that instant, the duo suddenly realized that they had underestimated Wang Chong, and it was a huge underestimation at that!
"I'm afraid that the matter regarding the Hyderabad ores will be in trouble!"
In that instant, the same thought flashed across the duo's mind.
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