Before today, this storm was nothing more than a farce to them.
From the start to the end, they didn't think that Wang Chong would win. In fact, just a moment ago, they were still trying to persuade Wang Chong to give up on the duel gamble.
Thus, the Zhang Clan was willing to use their own swords in place of Wang Chong's, thus minimizing his losses. The two of them even thought that as long as Wang Chong passed the contract for the Hyderabad ores to the Zhang Clan, they could help the Wang Clan to minimize their losses.
Yet, the only thing that they didn't expect was for Wang Chong to win!
In the Bluebottle Pavilion, Huang Jiao was dumbfounded.
A moment ago, he was still speaking eloquently, encouraging everyone to conduct the duel gamble as a 'civil duel'. But in the next moment, the fellow whom he said to be 'trying to impress the crowd' on the first day used a clean slash to sever more than a dozen swords, displaying his overwhelming strength.
"Who in the world is that fellow?"
In that instant, Huang Jiao felt a chill rising from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head. The entire Bluebottle Pavilion was deathly silent!
In stark contrast, the area outside the Bluebottle Pavilion was bustling with activity. Amidst the crowd, countless weapon merchants felt as though there was a magnitude 12 earthquake in their hearts when they saw this shocking sight.
The sword duel gamble in the Bluebottle Pavilion had attracted almost all of the weapon merchants in the capital. In the past few days, even though the duel hadn't started yet, everything related to the sword duel gamble had been thoroughly investigated by the crowd.
The swords and sabers hanging in the Bluebottle Pavilion were arranged according to the standing of the powers behind them. Even though Wei Hao's slash had only severed more than a dozen swords, without exception, they were the sharpest and most illustrious weapons in the Bluebottle Pavilion.
Every single one of them came from prestigious clans!
But before Wang Chong's WuZi Steel sword, all of them broke.
"What kind of sword is that? How could it be so formidable?"
Everyone was astonished. Putting aside the swordsmiths and smiths of various sizes, even the top-notch swords of the Huang, Lu, Cheng, Zhang, and other prestigious swordsmithing clans were destroyed as well!
This was something that no one had dared to imagine before.
In that instant, time seemed to have stopped. Everyone's gazes were gathered on the Bluebottle Pavilion, on the WuZi Steel in Wei Hao's hands.
Under the bright sunlight, everyone saw the world's first real WuZi Steel weapon for the first time!
It was a strangely shaped longsword that was about three feet long!
It had a gorgeous silver appearance, as if it had been plated with mercury. On its surface, there were strange silver patterns that other swords didn't have. They were like flowing water, exceptionally beautiful.
The longsword was extremely sharp. After cutting through more than a dozen famous swords, the body of the sword was not damaged at all. There was not even a scratch on it.
It was unbelievably hard!
Not only so, the black cloth covering the scabbard was also torn apart by Wei Hao, revealing a black scabbard. From the side, one could see that the inner layer of the scabbard was made of precious Golden-Threaded Zhennan wood and the outer layer was made of black whale skin.
The two of them were sewn together with gold and silver threads, making it look noble and elegant.
Also, different from the other swords sold in the market, the scabbard of this longsword was inlaid with red agate, coral, and green turquoise stones.
These gems weren't simply inlaid on the scabbard. Instead, according to a certain aesthetic pattern, an elegant plum blossom was inlaid on the scabbard!
In that instant, everyone was stunned by the beautiful scabbard. This was especially so for the swordsmiths in the crowd. Their mouths were agape, unable to say a word.
No one had ever spent so much effort on a scabbard before. It was clear that a lot of time had been spent on the inlaying of the gems. To the swordsmiths of the Central Plains, this was something unimaginable.
Everyone knew that the crux of a sword was the sword itself, not the scabbard. All those who worked hard in other areas would be considered to be gaudy, flashy, and impractical.
Thus, there wasn't a single sword shop or shop in the Central Plains, including the few prestigious swordsmithing clans, that would spend so much effort on a scabbard.
Even if those master swordsmiths were willing to put in extra effort on the scabbard, it wouldn't be to such an extent. The precious gems that Wang Chong inlaid on the scabbard probably cost more than 600 gold taels.
Not only so, Wang Chong had even spent some effort on the hilt of the WuZi Steel sword. The handguard was made of silver and gold, and the handle was made of black rhinoceros horn. Furthermore, just like the scabbard, precious gems were inlaid on the hilt as well!
If it was anyone else, they would surely say that it was flashy and impractical. However, after witnessing the prowess of the WuZi Steel sword, no one dared to say a single word!
"Good sword! It is indeed a good sword! … To think that there would be such a sharp sword in the Central Plains! "
In the Bluebottle Pavilion, Mosaide could see everything clearly. Holding onto the sides of the rattan chair, he abruptly stood up.
He had always been very relaxed about this wager. But at this instant, Mosaide suddenly realized that he had truly underestimated this sword duel gamble.
"This trip to the Central Plains wasn't in vain. With such a sword, no matter how high the price is, it will be worth it. No matter what, I must bring a sword back! "
Mosaide stared at the WuZi Steel sword in Wei Hao's hands, and his eyes lit up.
Swords of the same grade would at most leave a few cuts on each other's swords. It was absolutely impossible for one sword to break the other's sword.
To achieve such an effect, the quality of the sword had to far surpass the other. The difference between the two was like the difference between a treasured sword and an ordinary metal.
There was something that Mosaide didn't tell Wang Chong. Even though his personal sword wasn't the best in Charax Spasinu, it was definitely one of the best.
It could definitely represent the highest level of swordsmithing in Charax Spasinu!
To think that Wang Chong's sword was able to break his personal Charax Spasinu sword in a single strike. Clearly, Wang Chong's sword wasn't just slightly superior to his, it was completely superior.
There was a huge chasm between the two!
"I've really profited from this trip to Central Plains!"
Mosaide was incomparably agitated. In Wang Chong's sword, he saw a skill that surpassed that of Charax Spasinu.
If he could bring such a skill to Charax Spasinu and promote it, it would be worth more than ten thousand gold taels.
At this moment, Mosaide's heart was filled with a strong desire. He had to buy this unprecedented sword!
There was another person who felt the same resonance with Mosaide.
However, different from Mosaide, Zhao Fengchen's attention wasn't on the WuZi Steel sword in Wei Hao's hands. From the moment Wei Hao made his move and jumped down from the third floor, Zhao Fengchen's attention had been on the 'metal mountain' that Wei Hao had split apart.
"It's too sharp! Most famous swords and sabers would only be able to cut four to five centimeters into raw metal. However, this sword was able to split apart a zhang tall metal mountain. If it was on the battlefield, it would definitely be sliced into two along with its armor! "
Zhao Fengchen was an Imperial Army member of the royal palace. The moment Wei Hao made a move, Zhao Fengchen immediately felt the value hidden within it. Wang Chong's sword was too sharp. If such a sword and saber were to form an army on the battlefield, they would be able to slay even gods and buddhas alike.
Not only so, Zhao Fengchen also thought of another matter.
"Huang Xiaotian has been suppressing me with the famous Sui sword, Snow Drinker. In terms of weapons and equipment, I am no match for him. If I could have such a treasured sword, I would definitely be able to suppress him in the selection of commanders in the palace! "
Looking at Wang Chong's back, countless thoughts flashed across Zhao Fengchen's eyes.
The reason why Zhao Fengchen looked at Wang Chong wasn't just to buy a sword. In the Imperial Army, Zhao Fengchen had a nemesis, Huang Xiaotian.
He was slightly older than Zhao Fengchen, and just like Zhao Fengchen, he was a commander in the Imperial Army.
The factional struggles within the Imperial Army were extremely intense. Zhao Fengchen and Huang Xiaotian belonged to two different factions, and they had a competitive relationship.
Initially, there was no grudge between Zhao Fengchen and Huang Xiaotian. Zhao Fengchen also thought that the conflict between factions shouldn't have much to do with an individual.
Furthermore, Huang Xiaotian was older than him, so Zhao Fengchen had always tolerated him in the royal palace.
However, for some reason, Huang Xiaotian seemed to hate scions like Zhao Fengchen. Not only did Zhao Fengchen's tolerance not end well, Huang Xiaotian even thought of him as cowardice and incompetence.
Not only so, Huang Xiaotian's personality was extremely unforgiving. Not only did he speak viciously to Zhao Fengchen when they met in the royal palace, he even made use of the situation to suppress Zhao Fengchen's subordinates and friends.
Zhao Fengchen could tolerate the former, but the latter was a huge taboo for him. From then on, the two of them were like fire and water. On top of that, the position of Imperial Army marshal suddenly became vacant, and the two factions elected Zhao Fengchen and Huang Xiaotian respectively.
This made the relationship between the two of them even more tense!
In the end, everyone was involved in this matter. Zhao Fengchen and Huang Xiaotian weren't the only ones. Even their subordinates were stifled by the matter, and they fought with one another both in the open and in the shadows. As a result, their relationship became extremely strained.
At this point, there was no way out for either of them.
Zhao Fengchen thought that he was talented, but Huang Xiaotian had the advantage of being older. Furthermore, he was wielding a sword from the Sui Dynasty, causing Zhao Fengchen to be in a disadvantageous position.
Not too long ago, in a 'spar', Zhao Fengchen suffered a great loss, and even his sword was severed!
Zhao Fengchen was agitated. For the sake of his clan, subordinates, and his own future, he decided to find a sword that could suppress Huang Xiaotian.
However, the grade of Huang Xiaotian's Snow Drinker was simply too high. The swords from the sword shops and smithing clans in the capital couldn't compare to it at all.
Zhao Fengchen went to all sorts of sword shops and smithing smithing shops, but he was left disappointed. Until he met Wang Chong selling swords in the Bluebottle Pavilion.
"This is the only hope I have to defeat Huang Xiaotian. No matter what, I must get my hands on that sword! "
Zhao Fengchen glanced at his sword, which had been severed by Wang Chong, and determination flashed across his eyes.
"Ah! — — "
Just when everyone was focused on the WuZi Steel sword in Wei Hao's hand, a loud shout sounded in the Bluebottle Pavilion, startling everyone.
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