The Human Emperor (1-200)

C52: Gamble on the Sword Duel

“Of course you can.”

Mosaide wasn’t bothered by Wang Chong’s request at all.

Shua! He drew the saber by his waist with his right hand. The instant the saber was drawn, a cold light gleamed forth, circling an entire round around the room. Even the temperature lowered along with the appearance of the light.

The room suddenly turned silent. Wei Hao’s face abruptly darkened.

The saber was even more incredible than the one he saw back then when he was with his father, Duke of Wei!

The Charax Spasinu merchant, Mosaide, wasn’t lying. The saber in his hands was indeed top-notch. Just the cold aura that it emanated wasn’t something an average sword could compare to.

There probably weren’t many swords in the Central Plains that could match up to it.

“Here!”

Mosaide passed the saber over.

“Good saber!”

Wang Chong did not stand on ceremonies. He took Mosaide’s saber and examined it. After his reincarnation, this was the first time he was looking at a top-notch Charax Spasinu saber.

While the Central Plains favored the sword, the Abbasid Caliphate and Charax Spasinu favor sabers. Furthermore, their sabers’ structure were completely different from that in the Central Plains. Firstly, their sabers weren’t long, only around a chi long. Also, their sabers were be bent in the shape of a crescent moon.

33.3cm

Wang Chong didn’t know whether this has something to do with the culture of worshipping the moon there.

The edge of Mosaide’s saber was exceptionally sharp. It could be seen that it was painstakingly crafted and forged. As the saying goes, ‘the onset of autumn could be seen with the fall of a single leaf’. From this saber, one could tell that the weapon forging techniques in the Western Regions were extremely high. In certain aspects, they even surpassed the Central Plains.

Shua, with a flick of Wang Chong’s wrist, the cold gleam flashed through the air. Then, the corner of the table made of the resilient and tough sandalwood was silently cut through.

Kengqiang, the corner of the table fell to the floor.

“A good saber!”

Wang Chong complimented. On the other hand, standing beside him, Wei Hao’s face further darkened.

Holding the saber with both of his hands, he tried swinging it around before returning the saber back.

“Mister Mosaide, how about this, let’s change the rule slightly. Since it is a face-off between a sword and a saber, we should have a rule for the duel. If you emerge victorious, I will pay you how much my sword costs. And if you lose… I don’t need you to pay me the full price of the sword, just 1200 gold taels will do!”

“Wei Hao, I can’t possibly face everyone who comes challenging me one by one. So, let’s just operate by this rule!”

“Wang Chong! ——”

Wei Hao was shocked. With a single glance, it was clear that Mosaide’s saber wasn’t ordinary. He was just about to warn Wang Chong not to accept the challenge at all costs when Wang Chong suddenly proposed such harsh conditions.

“Hahaha, good!”

Mosaide was overjoyed. Regardless of what Wang Chong proposed, as long as he agreed to face off with him, 1200 gold taels didn’t mean much. Most of the merchants in Charax Spasinu were skilled and possessed massive wealth. As long as he could achieve his aim here, Mosaide didn’t really care about this ‘little tip’.