Dominating Martial King
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376: Chapter 227: Use It or Lose It (Please Subscribe)_4 376: Chapter 227: Use It or Lose It (Please Subscribe)_4 About ten breaths later, Chu Xisheng sensed that his condition had fully recovered.

“It’s possible now!”

Chu Xisheng smiled across the distance at Si Huangquan, his eyes filled with anticipation, “Go ahead with your blade!

Before coming to the Capital, I heard that your strength has greatly improved, and you have been selected as the ninety-ninth on the Qingyun General List.

Come, let me see your current sword skill.”

However, Si Huangquan did not draw his blade immediately.

Instead, he looked serious and bowed deeply to Wei Feilong, “I request Tower Master Wei to oversee our duel.”

Chu Xisheng was slightly startled, then understood and smiled knowingly.

He simply wanted to spar with Si Huangquan on sword skills.

Si Huangquan, however, did not just regard today’s battle as a mere sparring session.

He clearly placed much more importance on the upcoming fight.

“Fine!” Wei Feilong sighed lightly and then took out a copper coin, “But Huangquan, you must exert more effort, let’s not disgrace our Capital Martial World.”

While speaking, he flicked the coin high into the air with his thumb.

Si Huangquan crossed his hands, holding the concealed Mandarin Duck Double Blades in his sleeves.

His deep, dark, lofty, and proud eyes revealed a stern expression.

“Brother Chu!

I hope that after the coin falls, Brother Chu will strike with full force.

Any reservations today will be an insult to me.”

Chu Xisheng couldn’t help but laugh.

Indeed, he had not used his strongest sword technique when defeating Li Xiuzhang and Wang Ming.

It was not because they were unworthy but because Martial Arts combat always demanded strategy, adapting to the situation accordingly.

When dealing with Wang Ming, speed was essential!

Only extreme sword speed could capture his movements.

Besides sword speed, anything else was superfluous and a burden.

During the bout with Li Xiuzhang, when the effect of “White Horse is Not a Horse” was relatively weak, it had to be used only at the crucial moment to decide victory with one strike.

Although this man was fast with his blade, he was not good at group fighting.

Mastering Wind and Thunder to attack from all directions, however, turned out to be effective.

Chu Xisheng then became solemn, with utmost seriousness, “I promise you, I will go all out in this battle!”

As soon as he spoke, the copper coin also hit the ground.

The Gentle Wind Thunder Blade at Chu Xisheng’s waist was drawn instantly like a white rainbow bursting forth, creating a white blur that was difficult to track.

Si Huangquan felt a shock in his heart, understanding the feeling Li Xiuzhang had experienced.

Uncertain of Chu Xisheng’s blade light position, he could not predict the direction of this strike.

But Si Huangquan was even more excited and focused.

Chu Xisheng did not break his word; this stroke was indeed made with full force.

“Clank!”

Si Huangquan managed to block the Gentle Wind Thunder Blade only three inches away from his body.

He hastily gathered his energy, but it was far less than Chu Xisheng’s full effort, forcing him to stagger backward three steps.

What followed were three continual strikes from Chu Xisheng, each heavier than the last.

The platform rang with ‘clanks’, and countless dazzling blue-green sparks burst forth.

By the fourth strike, Si Huangquan could no longer cope, and could only watch as Chu Xisheng’s blade reached his brows.

Perhaps it was because Chu Xisheng was more careful with the blade, the tip of the saber barely penetrated less than a millimeter into Si Huangquan’s forehead.

At this time, the crowd in the many surrounding taverns had little reaction.

The acknowledged stronger Li Xiuzhang had lost in five strikes; what more could Si Huangquan do?

Facing Chu Xisheng’s full force, losing after four strikes was considered not a bad outcome.

Si Huangquan too, was satisfied.

Sheathing his sword, he said self-mockingly, “I’ve lost, I am truly not your match now.”

He had thought that after recovering his lungs, he would qualify to fight Chu Xisheng and not be like at Coastal Secret Realm, unable to withstand a full-force strike from Chu Xisheng.

The result was nearly the same, just four strikes.

It is known that his cultivation was one tier higher than that of Chu Xisheng, which shows the significant gap between their strengths.

Chu Xisheng himself was also pleased.

Today, it was purely by his own strength that he swiftly defeated Si Huangquan, not like before in the Coastal Secret Realm where he relied on an external force.

“I yield!”

Chu Xisheng smiled slightly, looking at Si Huangquan’s hands, “When you recover your hands, we shall have another fight.”

The reason Si Huangquan lost so quickly just now was that these iron hands hindered him.

These iron hands were strong, top-tier mechanical creations, but their reaction speed was still far from that of real hands.

Upon hearing this, Si Huangquan’s lips curled up with elevated battle spirit, “I look forward to that day, then it will be my turn to challenge you, Brother Chu, and you must not refuse!”

Chu Xisheng couldn’t help but smile silently, thinking I’d be eager for you to challenge me, why would I refuse?

He then turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below the platform and the surrounding taverns.

“Fellow Martial Arts Practitioners, Brother Chu has prepared a ship and will depart for East State at the end of 7 a.m.

today.

If anyone here doubts my position among the Shenxiu Ten Masters, feel free to come up to the platform and test my capabilities.”

Yet the crowd below remained utterly silent.

Mad Blade Wang Ming, Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang, and Iron Shura Si Huangquan’s statuses and fame in the Capital had been fought for strike by strike.

Among them, even the most outstanding could not withstand fifty strikes from these three, so who was qualified to challenge Chu Xisheng?

Si Huangquan’s eyebrows twisted tightly, his eyes showing a fierce gleam, “Brother Chu, just leave when you need to, if anyone here dares question your qualifications, I, Si Huangquan, will answer for you.”

Chu Xisheng was not only his benefactor but also the Martial Arts pinnacle he had to strive for; how could he allow any unknown challenger to come forward?