Chapter 188: Breaking the Sword with Strength

"Uh, let's forget about the competition." Song Changming just felt it was troublesome.

Guan Weijing was a disciple of Wangyue Pavilion, and he seemed to have a high status. He had always been quite averse to this kind of competition that had no benefits but might cause trouble.

If he lost to him and he got angry and held a grudge against him, it would be another trouble, which was meaningless.

"Brother Song, are you just a name for nothing and afraid of being exposed?" Another disciple of Wangyue Pavilion, who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos and he could not watch the good show, could not help but provoke him.

This sentence was quite aggressive, not only making Song Changming look cold, but also making Liu Yan'er, Liu Dingsheng and others look unhappy.

Guan Weijing, the leader of the team, did not express his opinion, but just looked at Song Changming leisurely.

"In this case, we can compete, but I never like to waste my energy. If you want to compete, how about a match of 300 Hanjin?" Song Changming said slowly.

Although his style of doing things has always been more stable, it does not mean that he will swallow his anger when others humiliate him.

If you still need to be patient after practicing martial arts to this extent, what's the point of practicing.

"Three hundred Han gold?!" The eyes of all the brothers and sisters widened.

Seeing that Song Changming was not showing off, they did not expect that this one word would be so generous.

Except for Guan Weijing, no one among them could take out this money.

And even with Guan Weijing's identity and background, this is not a small amount.

Guan Weijing narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of coldness.

Song Changming dared to add a huge sum of three hundred Han gold as a bet, which meant that the other party was not afraid of him, and even felt that he would win.

Thinking of this, Guan Weijing suddenly smiled lightly and took out a heavy money bag.

"I just said it was a coincidence. I just brought 300 Hanjin today. It seems that Brother Song and I are destined to have a fight today."

"Brother Guan, there are rules in the sect. You can't fight with others casually when you go down the mountain. You..."

Liu Yan'er was interrupted by the disciple who had caused trouble before, saying: "Junior Sister Yan'er, this is just a small fight between martial artists, just to prove each other's martial arts, what's the big deal."

"Don't worry, Junior Sister, I know my limits and will definitely not hurt Brother Song!" Guan Weijing smiled faintly.

The situation has reached this point, and Liu Yan'er can't dissuade him for a while.

After all, Song Changming himself has already accepted the fight, and even took the initiative to add a huge bet.

"Yan'er, just watch." Shen Xueyu pulled Liu Yan'er and shook her head.

If Liu Yan'er continues to defend Song Changming, it will only add fuel to the fire, which will only make Guan Weijing more unhappy and hit harder.

"Senior, I wonder if I can borrow the yard here." Guan Weijing then looked at Liu Dingsheng.

"Okay, as long as you don't demolish my house." Liu Dingsheng glanced at Song Changming, frowned, and nodded in agreement.

To be honest, if anyone else competed with Song Changming, he would not have any concerns.

After all, he knew how powerful Song Changming was.

The only thing was that the man in front of him came from the hidden sect Wangyue Pavilion, and was also listed in the Earth Ranking, which made him unsure whether Song Changming could win.

"This kid, if he loses 300 Han gold today because of this impulse, he will have to talk about this matter in the future. There are so many heroes in the world, and he can't be arrogant just because his strength has improved by leaps and bounds now."

Liu Dingsheng thought secretly in his heart.

At this time, Song Changming and the other party had already stood in the yard, and the others retreated to the side.

Dabai brought the dragon pattern knife to Song Changming, and Song Pingan took the remaining 300 Han gold after he bought the body refining secret technique.

The reason why he proposed this amount of bet is because he only has this much savings on hand, and he can't afford more.

Since he is going to fight this time, he is pointing at the other party who is a sucker who came to his door, so that his assets can be super doubled!

If he can really find the meditation formula in the future, he will have enough funds to buy it.

"Please!" Guan Weijing drew his sword and looked up at Song Changming.

"Please." Song Changming looked normal, and didn't want to waste time, so he took a step forward.

The next moment, he didn't see him exerting force, but felt a gust of wind pushing him, and he came to Guan Weijing in an instant.

Guan Weijing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his sword intent soared into the sky, like a lonely and bright moon, cold and bright!

The next moment, he stabbed out with a sword, and a large piece of moonlight was sprinkled from the sword tip. This is the manifestation of the sword intent of the martial arts formula, which is carried out by the internal energy.

The manifested sword intent is the essence of the martial arts formula, and its power is far beyond the sword power of martial arts.

Of course, he has the sword intention, and Song Changming also has the knife intention.

The martial arts cyclone in his body gushed out a large amount of internal energy, infusing the blade.

Then, the wind dragon appeared!

Ding!

The wind dragon wrapped around Song Changming's dragon-patterned knife, and was completely consumed after breaking through the moonlight, but Song Changming's dragon-patterned knife was still unabated, and it cut through Guan Weijing's moonlight.

The swords and knives collided, and the huge force of tens of thousands of pounds burst out with unmatched power at this moment.

Guan Weijing was shocked, feeling the terrifying huge force that surged like a tide. His idea of ​​resisting only appeared for a moment and was thrown behind his mind. His body retreated in the air with this huge impact force.

He turned over and fell on the wall of the yard, and looked at Song Changming with a look of surprise and doubt.

What was that huge force just now? Haven't you seen it before? !

"Come down, to prevent the courtyard wall from being destroyed." Song Changming glanced at the courtyard wall with cracks under the other person's feet, and did not chase after him. He just frowned and said.

This made Guan Weijing look even uglier.

In his opinion, he should be the one who is at ease in this competition.

But now the situation is reversed.

Guan Weijing fell from the courtyard wall without saying a word, his internal energy surged, and he urged the martial arts sword style to attack Song Changming again.

This time, he obviously did not hold back his strength.

Song Changming only felt a starry sky appearing in front of him, with fleeting lights and shadows.

While it was wonderful and shocking, there was infinite murderous intent hidden in it.

Song Changming's eyes condensed, and his mental power dissipated, improving his perception.

The wind dragon on the knife rose again, but was easily swallowed by the starry sky.

"As expected of a disciple of Wangyue Pavilion, there is something."

Song Changming said in his heart. This was the first time he saw such a wonderful sword move, and he sighed in his heart.

"It's a pity"

No matter how wonderful and profound this sword technique is, it is still limited by the strength level of the person who performs it!

Song Changming's eyes condensed, and he slashed with a knife in the wind!

This time, two wind dragons attached to his sword, crushing down with infinite power.

Two completely different energies collided with each other, and the opponent's sky full of stars was affected by this wave and twisted.

The sword intent collapsed!

The wind stopped!

Everyone looked again.

In the field, Guan Weijing's long sword hung on the ground, standing still, his eyes a little dull.

In front of his forehead, Song Changming's blade was right there.

A little blood oozed from his forehead and hung on his handsome face. It was the wound caused by Song Changming's last sword energy.

"This, Brother Guan actually lost!!"

Several brothers were slightly shocked.

They thought that Song Changming might be able to hold on for a few more moves in Guan Weijing's hands, after all, the opponent was also a strong man on the Earth List.

But they didn't expect the two poles to reverse, and Guan Weijing couldn't even hold on for too long in Song Changming's hands.

"I saw that Senior Brother's sword intent was obviously stronger than the opponent's sword intent, so why was Senior Brother the first to be unable to resist in the end?"

"It's really strange. If I'm not mistaken, the opponent's sword technique is at most the ninth-grade sword technique, while Senior Brother Guan's Yuezhou sword technique is recognized as the seventh-grade! How could he lose?"

"The opponent broke Senior Brother's sword technique with force!"

"With force?"

"How can brute force break it."

Several brothers discussed with each other.

Liu Yan'er and Shen Xueyu, who were standing next to Liu Dingsheng, were also surprised.

Song Changming's performance was definitely beyond the expectations and even imagination of anyone present.

Even Liu Dingsheng was no exception. He imagined that even if Song Changming could defeat the opponent, it would be a small victory after a fierce battle.

How could it be an easy victory after three or two swords like the one in front of him? It looked like a one-sided crushing caused by a huge disparity in strength.

"Could it be that the other party is a fake with a false reputation?" Liu Dingsheng blinked and looked at his granddaughter beside him.

In Liu Dingsheng's mind, the prestige of Wangyue Pavilion was beaten down by Song Changming.

"How is it?" Song Changming turned his head and looked at Guan Weijing in front of him.

Guan Weijing's mouth twitched unconsciously twice. Although his heart was in turmoil, he was frustrated, angry, unwilling, and all kinds of tastes lingered in his heart.

But in the end, he still forced himself to maintain some grace, not to lose the battle and lose the face.

"I am not as good as others, and I underestimated everyone in the world. I will remember Brother Song's name and will come to ask for advice in the future!"

"Okay, come next time, remember to bring more Hanjin." Song Changming put away his knife, and this time he agreed readily.

After all, who would have trouble with money? In this day and age, it is not easy to find such a sucker of this level.