Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 453 - 427: Even a Playboy Has His Merits!

Chapter 453: Chapter 427: Even a Playboy Has His Merits!

"Actually, it’s not that I can’t give you a chance. It’s just..."

Zhang San said with a mischievous smile, "I’ve just arrived at the Northern Army, and I don’t have any suitable weapons at hand. If I win, you’ll have to send me a weapon that satisfies me afterward."

Changsun Wugen thought Zhang San would make some excessive demands, but when he heard it was just for a suitable weapon, he immediately agreed, "No problem."

"Let’s get this straight, my standards for weapons are not low. If I’m not satisfied with the weapons you already have, then you’ll have to provide the materials for me to forge one!"

Hearing this, Changsun Wugen’s favorable impression of Zhang San couldn’t help but increase by threefold.

In the military, warriors naturally like good weapons, and they particularly appreciate those who can understand and admire weapons.

Seeing that Zhang San, upon their first meeting, wanted to obtain a good weapon from him, although Changsun Wugen didn’t think he would lose, he could tell that Zhang San was, like himself, a person who loved weapons.

Such a person shouldn’t be a bad guy.

However, it was because of Changsun Wugen’s initial judgment that he completely failed to consider what he could gain from Zhang San if he won.

Zhang San looked around at the weapon racks, finally choosing a Horizontal Blade.

"I was a martial artist from the Town Martial Office, and I’m fairly proficient with the Horizontal Blade. However, I’ve always felt that when in the army, one should learn to use longer weapons, but I’m not very familiar with that area yet, so I picked a shorter blade first. Let’s go!"

Zhang San seemed to be explaining why he was using the Horizontal Blade, but in reality, he was subtly expressing that he was using a shorter weapon, implying that it would be bullying if you used a longer one against him.

Changsun Wugen also picked a Horizontal Blade from the side, laughing and saying, "A Horizontal Blade against a Horizontal Blade, let’s see what you, the new pawn in the Lingwu Army, are capable of!"

The next moment, both men, holding their Horizontal Blades, charged at each other.

The surrounding soldiers and Changsun Wudiao, who was watching from not too far away, all watched with bated breath.

Although the fight had not yet begun and the edges of their blades hadn’t even collided, seeing the unstoppable momentum of their own Second Young Master, and knowing that he at only eighteen had already reached ’True Core to the Sea’ and would soon breakthrough to the Spiritual Platform Realm, no one believed Zhang San could win.

However, the instant their blades clashed, Changsun Wugen immediately sensed that something was amiss.

"Blade Intent!?"

Changsun Wugen was shocked and dismayed, never expecting Zhang San to have grasped Blade Intent!

He had learned Blade Technique from his father and had studied with many other experts in the army. Indeed, there were those who possessed Blade Intent, but he had never heard of anyone understanding it before turning thirty.

Zhang San was the first.

In an instant, taken completely off guard and faced with the powerful Blade Intent, Changsun Wugen’s offensive momentum decreased sharply, and he found himself being pushed back by Zhang San’s Horizontal Blade, unexpectedly being shoved two or three steps backward.

At this moment, the surrounding soldiers were all in utter shock.

Only Changsun Wudiao’s eyes contained not just shock but also a hint of admiration.

Better at archery than me, better at Blade Technique than my second brother!

Brother San is too strong!

Zhang San had thought that suddenly unleashing his Blade Intent, combined with his ’Refining Qi into Gang,’ would be enough to throw Changsun Wugen off with a single strike.

A fight concluded in one blow, and he would have accomplished an impressive feat.

But to his complete surprise, even then, Changsun Wugen was only pushed back two or three steps by him.

Pretty impressive.

"Second Young Master Changsun is quite formidable."

"But I still stepped back in the face of your Blade Intent."

"Don’t worry, you’ll be retreating even further soon."

"What!?"

Before Changsun Wugen had time to grasp the meaning of Zhang San’s words, Zhang San suddenly released his Might.

Combining Might with Blade Intent, the powerful impact that burst forth in an instant sent Changsun Wugen reeling back three or four steps, nearly losing his balance.

Amidst the surrounding soldiers, many were affected by the wave of might released by Zhang San, and quite a few fell backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Changsun Wudiao, caught completely off guard, was sent flying, smashing into the ground a zhang away.

However, Changsun Wudiao quickly scrambled up from the ground, his eyes wide as he stared at Zhang San.

Although he had no idea what Zhang San had just deployed, it felt incredibly powerful—he was eager to learn it.

After being shaken back a few steps, Changsun Wugen steadied himself and watched Zhang San with eyes wide, utterly shocked.

He knew it was Might.

On the battlefield, he had only seen a few Spiritual Platform Realm warriors capable of releasing Might to charge into the enemy ranks.

He, so strong!

Changsun Wugen immediately clasped his fist in salute to Zhang San and said, "Zhang San, you are indeed formidable. I, Changsun Wugen, am no match for you. I am utterly convinced and admit defeat."

Zhang San realized that Changsun Wugen was also a straightforward person.

"Thank you, thank you."

Changsun Wugen sheathed his Horizontal Blade and gestured to Zhang San with an inviting hand.

Meanwhile, Changsun Wudiao had already run up to Zhang San’s side and took the Horizontal Blade from his hands.

The two brothers, along with Zhang San, moved on inward.

Curiously, Zhang San asked, "Since both of you have been challenges, I presume the next one will be the Eldest Young Master Changsun Wuji, right?"

"Big brother’s arrangement is very mysterious, I don’t even know what it is," Changsun Wugen said with a smile.

Changsun Wudiao curled his lip and said, "What could our brother, who never learns anything, possibly set up?"

Just then, as the three of them passed through the gate ahead, they found a young playboy sitting behind two desks loaded with food and drink, noticing Zhang San who had just walked over, he immediately stood up.

"Are you Zhang San? I am Changsun Wuji."

Zhang San clasped his fist and saluted Changsun Wuji, saying, "Indeed, it is I."

"Come, come, come. It’s your first day here, and we don’t have much to offer, just some food and drinks to start with. Have a bite and a sip."

Zhang San awkwardly smiled and said, "In the military... is drinking permitted?"

"I’m off duty today, on rest. And since you have not been registered yet, you’re not officially a member of the military forces. Come on, have a drink, just a little," Changsun Wuji said, enthusiastically pulling Zhang San to sit down and then began toasting.

"Eagles of the grasslands spread their wings to fly, with a cup hanging from each wing. Let’s start with four cups. Bottoms up together!"

As he spoke, Changsun Wuji picked up four cups from the table and downed them all in succession.

Zhang San rubbed his hands, considered for a moment, picked up a cup and tilted his head back to start drinking.

But as Zhang San and Changsun Wuji drank, other officers began to pass by the place.

Changsun Wuji immediately began introducing them, "This is Zhang San sent by Kaihuang, and he will be a great asset to our Grandfather. General Zhang, would you shy away from toasting three cups?"

"Brother Zhang San, General Zhang normally abstains from alcohol. If he offers a toast, you must drink!"

"Ah, General Liu is here too! Perfect, we have two small jars of your favorite Bamboo Leaf Green. Zhang San is new here today, let’s all drink together!"

Faced with these unfamiliar officers he had just met, Zhang San found himself repeatedly coaxed into drinking.

Changsun Wuji, standing beside him, kept dragging more people over to toast with Zhang San, then sneered inwardly.

I may not be able to beat you, but can I not outdrink you?

Even a playboy has his strengths!