"Ah! — — "
The crowd exclaimed in shock. This move came too abruptly, and many people couldn't react in time.
"Not good!"
Wei Hao's face paled in fright. He had just followed Wang Chong's instructions and split the 'metal mountain' apart. He didn't expect that someone would make a move on him.
Furthermore, this person's cultivation was higher than his, and he wasn't a match for him at all!
Weng!
In the blink of an eye, Wei Hao did not have the time to think. He instinctively raised his sword high above his head.
Klang!
The broadsword was split into two, and the tip of the sword flew more than ten zhang away!
"Impossible! I have been forging swords for ten years, how can there be a sword that is tougher and sharper than mine in this world! "
The full-bearded brawny man stared at the broken sword in his hand, and his expression seemed to be agitated. Before he could finish his words, he spurted a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Wei Hao was taken aback. Only then did he realize that the full-bearded brawny man wasn't coming for him, but for the WuZi Steel sword in his hand.
"Hahaha! This is the sword forged by my brother, the number one sword in the world! Who else wants to give it a try! "
After a moment of silence, Wei Hao suddenly turned around and raised the WuZi Steel sword high up with a proud expression.
Wei Hao had been on tenterhooks in this duel, worried that Wang Chong wouldn't be able to match up to him, and that he would have to pay an astronomical sum of compensation.
Yet, Wei Hao didn't expect his brother to be so formidable.
There were so many prestigious swordsmithing clans, smiths, and smiths, but none of them could match up to his brother. Even the ferocious-looking full-bearded brawny man spurted blood in anger, as though he couldn't accept that there was a sword that was more formidable than him in the world!
Wei Hao felt incomparably proud to have such a brother.
"This is my brother! This is my brother! Did you all see that? Did you all see that? "
Wei Hao stood in front of the Bluebottle Pavilion in high spirits. If he could, he would have loved to tell the entire world what he was thinking.
"Hahaha, is there no one? Since you all aren't going to compete with me, I will represent my brother to compete with you all! "
Wei Hao burst into laughter. Suddenly, he leaped up to the second floor, and using the railing, he leaped up to the third floor.
"Not good!"
On the Bluebottle Pavilion, the participating clans immediately reacted, and their faces paled in shock.
"Wait!"
"We admit defeat! I don't want to compete! "
Even swordsmithing clans like the Zhang Clan, Lu Clan, Huang Clan, and Cheng Clan were no match for them, let alone small clans like them.
He might not be able to win the sword gamble, but at least he could protect his own sword!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Some people immediately flew out and tried to take down their swords. Unfortunately, it was too late. Clang! In mid-air, a cold light swept out and the remaining dozen or so swords on the gatehouse were immediately cut into two, clanging as they fell to the ground.
"Hahaha, let's see if you still dare to laugh at my brother!"
Wei Hao did a somersault in the air and landed steadily on the railing. He held the WuZi Steel Sword in his hand and laughed at the crowd.
For the past seven days, Wei Hao had had enough of these people's taunts, mockery, and ridicule. Now that there was such a rare opportunity, he would not let it go.
"Young Master Wei, why are you doing this? We have already admitted defeat! "
An elder from a local swordsmithing clan stared at Wei Hao with an awful expression. If it was anyone else, they would have already taught him a lesson.
However, Wei Hao was the son of the Duke of Wei, and he had a high status. He wasn't someone they could casually touch.
"Why? Feeling sorry for my brother? Hehe, you were one of the people who mocked my brother and said that he was still wet behind the ears, right? "
Wei Hao said bluntly.
The elder's expression changed and he immediately shut his mouth.
"Haha, alright, Wei Hao, come down."
Wang Chong smiled and waved his hand.
Looking at the reactions of the crowd, it was clear that he had achieved his goal with this sword gamble.
Peng, Wei Hao flipped over the railing and landed on the ground. The WuZi Steel Sword in his hand glowed with a cold light. When the cold light was pointed at them, other than Wang Chong, the others quickly retreated as though they were avoiding a snake or a scorpion.
Wang Chong's sword was incomparably sharp, and he could easily slice apart a metal mountain that was taller than a human with a single slash. If such a sword were to fall on him, he would probably be able to pierce several holes in his body.
No matter how high their cultivation was, it was impossible for their bodies to be tougher than steel!
Wang Chong sneered in disdain. Thinking back to the attitude of these people, it was truly a world of difference!
"Wang Chong!"
Wei Hao sheathed his sword and returned it to Wang Chong. His admiration for Wang Chong had reached its peak.
In this sword gamble, Wang Chong had given him a huge surprise.
Back then at the Eight Gods Pavilion, Wang Chong had guided him to defeat Gao Fei, thus earning Wei Hao's trust. In that case, Wei Hao really admired him from the bottom of his heart for the sword and saber gamble.
Previously, Wang Chong owed 90,000 gold taels to the two Sindhi Buddhist monks and 1700 gold taels at the Eight Gods Pavilion. Furthermore, for the sword gamble, Wang Chong had to bear the risk of paying hundreds of thousands of gold taels …
Everything related to WuZi Steel appeared in Wei Hao's mind at this moment.
Wei Hao couldn't help but admit that this comrade who had grown up with him had a quality that he didn't possess. Once he identified a point, he displayed extraordinary insight, courage, and insight. Wei Hao was ashamed of his inferiority!
Wang Chong would never know that it was at this moment that Wei Hao had built up his absolute trust in Wang Chong!
"Alright, everyone! The sword gamble has come to an end, so there shouldn't be any complete swords left! According to the rules, each of you will pay 1200 gold taels. I believe that with your standing, you won't go back on your words, right? "
Wang Chong turned around and looked at the crowd behind him.
This time, surprisingly, no one said a word. Everyone was stunned by the young man in front of them who was only in his teens!
Or to be more precise, they were stunned by the WuZi Steel sword in his hands.
"Shopkeeper Luo, you know many people in the capital, so I'll leave this matter to you. I'll have to trouble you to collect all of the gambling winnings for me! "
"Gongzi, don't worry, leave this matter to me."
A voice filled with admiration sounded from the corner of the room.
"Wei Hao, let's go! Let's go celebrate today! "
Wang Chong smiled. Flinging his sleeves, he didn't leave through the passageway. Instead, he leaped down from the third floor of the Bluebottle Pavilion.
(Hehe, is the height of the third floor 6 meters or 9 meters? There must be some brothers who miscalculated. ^ - ^)
Behind him, Wei Hao chuckled and leaped down as well.
Boom!
Upon seeing Wang Chong leap down from the third floor, the crowd outside the Bluebottle Pavilion erupted in cheers.
"Look, that person is coming down!"
"Make way, make way … I can't see him!"
"What does it have to do with me! The number one swordsman in the world, the number one swordsman in the world … To think that it would be such a young man! I've really broadened my horizons! "
"You can't judge a book by its cover. To think that a young man could defeat such a prestigious clan. If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I would have never believed it!"
…
Praises sounded from the crowd. It was a far cry from the sarcasm and ridicule from before. At this moment, the arrogant 'fool' had become infinitely more mysterious in the eyes of the crowd.
Hearing these praises, Wang Chong's mood improved. Without saying anything, he walked toward the carriage parked outside with Wei Hao.
"Wait a moment!"
On the Bluebottle Pavilion, upon seeing that Wang Chong was about to leave, Zhao Fengchen immediately leaped down from the Bluebottle Pavilion and chased after Wang Chong.
"Wang gongzi! Your sword and saber, I want it! I'm willing to pay 20,000 gold taels! "
Zhao Fengchen raised two fingers and said resolutely.
Boom!
Hearing this voice, a commotion broke out among the crowd. 10,000 gold taels! There was actually someone who was willing to pay 10,000 gold taels to buy a sword. Furthermore, it wasn't 10,000 gold taels, but 20,000 gold taels!
It was even higher than the final price that Wang Chong had set!
But before the crowd could recover from their shock, another voice sounded from the Bluebottle Pavilion:
"25,000 gold taels! Wang gongzi, I'm willing to pay 25,000 gold taels to buy your sword! "
'25,000 gold taels' These five words were like a huge boulder that smashed into the crowd, causing a huge ripple. Wei Hao staggered and nearly fell.
At the same time, Wang Chong also stopped his footsteps.
'25,000 gold taels'. This was a price that was higher than Wang Chong's by 5,000 gold taels. Hearing this voice, Zhao Fengchen's face also changed. Turning around, he saw a bearded Western Regions merchant jumping down from the Bluebottle Pavilion.
This person was none other than the Charax Spasinu merchant, Mosaide!
"Wang gongzi, allow me to express my respect to you. Your swordsmithing skills are superb, something that I have never seen before. If you can sell that sword to me. You will be my, Mosaide's, friend forever! "
Mosaide placed a hand on his chest and bowed 'sincerely'.
"Insane, he must be insane! To spend 25,000 gold taels just to buy a sword! I won't be able to finish spending this sum of money even in ten lifetimes! "
"No matter how sharp that sword is, surely there's no need to spend so much money on it!"
…
The crowd gathered in the Bluebottle Pavilion was dumbfounded by this price. Especially those weapon merchants, they couldn't believe their ears.
They had been weapon merchants for their entire lives, but they never knew that the price of a sword could reach more than ten thousand gold taels. Furthermore, there were actually people who wanted to buy it.
Similarly, the crowd of swordsmithing clans and the shopkeepers of the Bluebottle Pavilion were also dumbfounded. Clearly, they didn't expect such a sight to occur.
Even Huang Jiao, who didn't have a good impression of Wang Chong, was stunned speechless.
A business worth tens of thousand gold taels had already surpassed his understanding. He had never come into contact with a business of this level in his entire life.
As for Cheng Youqing and the other elders of the swordsmithing clans, even though they didn't say a word, their faces were grim.
Instinctively, they felt that this sight would have a huge impact on the swordsmithing clans and the swordsmithing industry.
"Hehe!"
Mosaide's body didn't move, but his eyes had already taken in the reactions of the crowd. To spend 25,000 gold taels to buy a sword, these people must have thought that he was insane.
However, only Mosaide knew how rare of an opportunity he had come across.
In his eyes, what he saw wasn't a sword, but a superior swordsmithing skill that surpassed this era.
This kind of swordsmithing skill was something that could only be chanced upon, and it was something that couldn't be measured with money.
"When our Charax Spasinu obtains this skill, you will know how profitable of a deal this is!"
Mosaide thought to himself.
"30,000 gold taels!"
Just as these thoughts flashed through Mosaide's mind, an earth-shattering voice sounded by his ear. Zhao Fengchen had raised the price to 30,000 gold taels!
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