His eyelids twitched, and Wang Junze slightly cupped his fists, replying softly, "Please enlighten me!"
Although the young man was arrogant, he had an extraordinary demeanor, and Wang Junze could sense that the other party harbored no malice. Naturally, he wouldn’t refuse.
"Interesting! However, let me say this upfront: if you can’t handle it and get injured, it’s not my responsibility!" The young man looked at Wang Junze and said again.
Nodding slightly, Wang Junze agreed once more.
With a slight raise of his hand, in an instant, the young man formed his fingers into a sword and lightly pointed toward Wang Junze.
To an ordinary martial artist, the change would be imperceptible, but at this moment, Wang Junze sensed an extremely intense sword intent!
This finger was, in fact, a sword!
The opponent seemed to see through the fact that he was only at the Meridian Opening Realm, so this sword’s power wasn’t strong. However, the changes within it were numerous. If one didn’t realize this was a sword technique and treated it as a finger technique to parry, they would undoubtedly lose.
Fortunately, after practicing swordsmanship daily for three years, Wang Junze’s understanding of the Sword Dao was far beyond that of ordinary martial artists. Almost instinctively, he drew his sword in an instant and similarly slashed out!
In this move, Wang Junze also didn’t use the true qi in his meridians; he purely relied on sword techniques to ward off the attack.
The young man who initially seemed somewhat disinterested couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes upon seeing this sword move, uttering a mild exclamation!
The next moment, the sword edge collided with the young man’s finger.
With a cracking sound, Wang Junze’s iron sword instantly shattered and broke into pieces, while the opponent’s finger remained unharmed.
Nonetheless, regardless of the circumstances, Wang Junze managed to withstand the move.
"Excellent swordsmanship!"
Looking at Wang Junze, the young man’s eyes revealed a hint of admiration as he spoke softly, "But your sword is too poor, and didn’t you realize during your duel today that your sword had already been damaged by true qi?"
Hearing this, Wang Junze couldn’t help but smile wryly.
He just remembered that when he killed Wang Xin today, he opened veins with one sword strike, but in reality, the moment the sword qi erupted, it had already destroyed the sword. After all, the sword in Wang Junze’s hand was just an ordinary iron sword, incapable of withstanding the eruption of sword qi!
Wang Junze truly lacked experience in this regard, and since his mind wasn’t focused on the sword, he naturally didn’t notice it.
Otherwise, in the previous clash, the opponent wouldn’t have been able to shatter his long sword so easily.
"I’m embarrassed; today, I did indeed experience a fierce battle, causing Brother to laugh at me."
"Haha, it’s a minor issue! Just with that last sword move, you have the right to drink with me. Come, let’s go in for a drink!" With a smile and a wave, the young man turned unconcernedly toward the inn, instructing the attendant, "Waiter, prepare good wine and dishes, and also get a good room ready for this young brother."
"Alright, sir, please!"
The attendant didn’t understand the confrontation just now but understood that it was settled, and he could now graciously accept the silver Wang Junze had just given him. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel·fire.net
Following the young man into the inn, sitting down in the hall, Wang Junze expressed his gratitude once more, "Thank you, Brother. I am Wang Junze. How should I address you?"
"Lu Qing." With a smile, the young man replied, "I also just arrived in Jubei City today."
Lu Qing, an unfamiliar name, but since the other party had just arrived in Jubei City, it was natural for Wang Junze not to have heard of him.
However, the previous exchange made Wang Junze realize that the opponent’s strength was definitely not weak. As for what realm it was, with his strength, he couldn’t perceive it.
"Brother Lu, have you also come for the Saintess of the Profound Moon Sword Sect?" Wang Junze asked curiously.
"I suppose so!" Lu Qing replied with a smile, "Who wouldn’t want to see someone like Luo Qingxuan? Don’t you want to meet her?"
"Me? Someone like me has no chance of meeting the Saintess." Shaking his head, Wang Junze replied self-deprecatingly, "If it weren’t for Brother Lu’s assistance, I might have ended up sleeping on the streets today."
"Haha, young brother, don’t belittle yourself; just from your insight into swordsmanship, you’re already far superior to those so-called geniuses." Lu Qing laughed heartily, "Otherwise, do you think anyone has the right to drink with me?"
Lu Qing spoke with great arrogance, yet his words seemed entirely justified.
As they spoke, the waiter brought the wine and dishes. The two of them ate and chatted, quickly becoming familiar with each other. However, during the conversation, they didn’t touch upon topics such as their identities, mostly engaging in lighthearted talk.
Time passed quickly, and before long, more than an hour had gone by, and the sky had completely darkened.
Setting down his cup, Lu Qing smiled and said, "Young brother, you seem tired; go rest early. If you can’t find a place to stay in the next few days, feel free to stay here temporarily, but please don’t go near the rooms on the third floor; I prefer peace."
"Thank you, Brother Lu, I will remember."
Standing up, Wang Junze once again cupped his fists and agreed.