C60: Fiery Competition

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“Ah! ——”

The crowd screamed in shock. This move came too suddenly, and no one was able to react to the sudden twist in the situation.

“Not good!”

Wei Hao’s face went pale in astonishment. Just like what Wang Chong said, he sliced through the ‘metal mountain’ with a single blow of his sword. He didn’t expect that anyone would attack him.

Furthermore, the person possessed a higher cultivation than him. He wasn’t a match for him at all!

Weng!

In the blink of an eye, Wei Hao instinctively grabbed the sword with both hands and raised it above his head.

Klang!

The greatsword split in two, and the tip flew nearly ten zhang away!

“Impossible! I’ve been forging swords for nearly ten years, how could there be a stronger and sharper sword than mine!”

The full-bearded bulky man stared at the broken sword in his hands. He was clearly extremely agitated. Right after saying those words, he spurted a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Wei Hao was stunned for a moment before he understood what was going on. The full-bearded bulky man wasn’t trying to have a go at him, but the Wootz steel sword in his hands.

“Hahaha! This is the sword my brother forged, the world’s number one sword! Who still wants to give it a try!”

After a moment of silence, Wei Hao suddenly turned around and lifted the Wootz steel sword high in the air with a proud expression.

Wei Hao’s heart had been leaping nervously for this duel. He was concerned that Wang Chong’s sword may not be able to match up to the others, and he would owe an astronomical debt as a result.

Wei Hao could never have thought that the sword his brother forged would be so formidable.

Despite the members from numerous swordsmithing clans, weapon shops, and workshop being present, not a single one of their swords were able to match up to his brother. In fact, even the savage-looking full-bearded man spurted blood out of anger, unable to believe that there could be a stronger sword than him in the world!

With such a person as his brother, Wei Hao felt incomparably proud.

“This is my brother! This is my brother! Did you see that, did you all see that?”

Wei Hao stood before the entrance of the Bluebottle Pavilion haughtily. If he could, he would make the entire world hear this words.

“Hahaha, is there still anyone else? If you won’t challenge me, I will challenge you all in my brother’s stead!”

Wei Hao laughed heartily. Then, he leapt to the second floor and using the railing as a stepping stone, he jumped straight up to the third floor.

“Not good!”

All of the faces of the swordsmiths who had brought their best swords to participate in the duel gamble turned pale upon realizing what Wei Hao was going to do.

“Wait a minute!”

“We admit our defeat!”

What a joke! Even the Zhang, Lu, Huang, Cheng Clans who had centuries of history behind them were unable to stand up to them, needless to say, small clans like theirs.

Even if they had lost in the duel gamble, they should at least protect their own swords!

Shua shua shua, they immediately charged forth to retrieve their swords, but they were too late. Klang! A cold gleam flashed across the air and the remaining dozen of swords was immediately cut into and fell onto the ground.

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