Dominating Martial King
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352: Chapter 221: The Knife Pressures Wo State (Please Subscribe)_2 352: Chapter 221: The Knife Pressures Wo State (Please Subscribe)_2 The following voice was that of two young men on the stage.

Both made the same movements, drawing their swords and stepping forward!

However, the sounds of their swords being unsheathed were distinctly different.

Anyone with keen ears and sharp eyes could tell that Chu Xisheng’s sword-drawing was two strokes faster than Bai Guangda’s.

Zhuang Zhengde’s pupils constricted, his thick eyebrows raising.

As he watched the flashing white light before him, only one thought filled his mind.

——Chu Shaohua’s sword is so fast!

That sword speed, even among Seventh Rank, he would be one of the very top!

At the same time, he released the hilt of his own sword.

Zhuang Zhengde also noticed that Chu Xisheng’s arm was as steady as a rock, incredibly precise.

Today’s battle no longer required his involvement.

Bai Guangda, on the other hand, panicked.

Hearing Chu Xisheng’s sword unsheathing, he realized things had taken a turn for the worse.

The opponent’s hand speed was too fast; his own blade had only half emerged while the other’s was already halfway thrust forward.

What Bai Guangda regretted most at this moment was his arrogance and vain pride.

He should not have stepped forward, but retreated instead!

If only he had taken a step back, he might have been able to meet Chu Xisheng’s strike!

But by then, Bai Guangda’s regret was futile.

The sweeping white arc of the blade had already reached the front of his throat.

Bai Guangda could see it clearly, even discerning the patterns on the blade, yet his hands couldn’t react in time.

He could only watch as Chu Xisheng’s sword pressed against his throat, penetrating about half a pinky’s depth, causing a trickle of blood to seep from the wound.

——If it hadn’t been for the opponent showing mercy with controlled precision, his head would have rolled to the ground by now!

In that instant, the whole dock area fell dead silent.

The vast majority of them appeared bewildered.

This much-anticipated battle, was it over just like that?

But wasn’t that too fast?

A single stroke, just one stroke!

Even those who are prematurely exhausted could manage a few exchanges.

Many in the crowd didn’t even see clearly how Bai Guangda was defeated.

Those who did see it were all the more astonished.

Is this the swordsmanship of Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers?

Is this the gap between the ‘Ten Outstanding Sabers’ and the ‘East State Qingyun List’s fourteenth’?

Truly unbelievable.

With Chu Xisheng’s sword skills, he was only ranked twenty-ninth on the East State Qingyun List?

Zuo Qingyun was among the crowd, holding a betting slip, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

He almost missed the chance to place his bet.

“Thank you for the concession!”

Chu Xisheng sheathed his sword, then clasped his fist in a salute.

His hand speed was still extremely fast, so fast that many present didn’t catch the motion of him sheathing his sword.

Then he looked down from the stage, “The next one seems to be named Zhen Nian?”

Bai Guangda’s heart sank with coldness, his complexion turning from pale to green and back again.

He had never anticipated such a result.

A single stroke!

The opponent had used just one stroke!

And at that moment, the docks were full of curses and complaints.

“Damn!

What use is a Divine Power Saber if it makes me lose nearly a hundred taels.”

“Who was the one saying that Mr.

Bai’s swordsmanship was sharp earlier?

I’ve lost thirty-six taels of Demon Silver, that’s half a month’s wage gone.”

“Complete trash!

Couldn’t even withstand one blow.”

“What are you standing around for?

Get down and let someone else have a go.”

“No wonder the other guy was in a hurry, what’s the point of wasting time on such a loser?”

Bai Guangda felt too humiliated to stay on the stage any longer.

He stumbled down, each step more unsteady than the last.

Five Elements Divine Blade Zhuang Zhengde watched his retreating figure and couldn’t help but chuckle.

It’s good for young people to face setbacks—to learn from shame and become braver, and to avoid becoming conceited, underestimating the heroes of the world.

But Bai Guangda felt none of this was good.

He now wanted nothing more than to find a hole to bury himself in, overwhelmed with shame.

When Bai Guangda walked off the stage, he saw Zhen Nian.

“Brother Bai was unjustly defeated just now!

It was not due to the lack of fighting prowess.” Zhen Nian stared fixedly at Chu Xisheng on the stage, “Let’s see how I win this round and avenge you.”

Bai Guangda’s emotions were complicated.

He now didn’t want Zhen Nian to win at all.

All this time, he had been mentioned alongside Zhen Nian as famous in Wo State.

Now that he had been defeated by Chu Xisheng with a single stroke, if Zhen Nian managed to win, wouldn’t it make him, Bai Guangda, appear undeserving of his reputation, a mere pretender?

However, Bai Guangda was extremely well-mannered and open-minded, giving a slight nod, “Mr.

Zhen, be careful.

His sword is probably slightly faster than yours, especially his Sword Drawing Skill.

His Magic Artifact and War Map are slightly inferior, each with only three, perhaps you can attempt to overpower him with strength.”

Indeed, Chu Xisheng’s possession of the Sixth Grade Magic Artifact was limited to the blade in his hand, while Bai Guangda had three, which made the latter feel even worse.

Zhen Nian’s lips slightly curled, not taking it to heart.

He wasn’t like Bai Guangda, who relied solely on brute strength.

Martial Arts isn’t just about speed, but skill plays a critical role as well.

Zhen Nian believed that as long as there was no overwhelming difference in their Sword Speed, he had more than a seventy percent chance of winning.

After Zhen Nian stepped onto the stage, he stood at a distance of ten feet from Chu Xisheng, and gave a cup fist salute, “Brother Chu is truly skilled with the blade, no false reputation.

Such a fast sword catches one off guard, I admire it.”

Chu Xisheng could tell that Zhen Nian’s words were meant to make excuses for Bai Guangda.

The underlying meaning was that Bai Guangda’s loss was due to unpreparedness, not due to lack of skill or prowess.

Chu Xisheng smirked inwardly; wasn’t his fast sword, catching opponents off guard, a skill in itself?