When Zhao Wu realized that the coffin-like object was actually a knife, he felt an immense power emanating from it.

A knife the width of a coffin board is called a board knife.

However, Yu Beipiao's broadsword was larger and wider than that of ordinary broadswords.

The elderly Yu Beipiao struggled to drag his broadsword, even finding it difficult to breathe. But when he picked up the sword to fight, he seemed to have returned to his youth, possessing immense strength and brimming with fighting spirit!

He raised the broadsword again, without moving his feet, and slashed it down fiercely in Zhao Wu's direction!

Zhao Wu felt a chill run down his spine and immediately shouted, "Reinforce it!!!"

These words were spoken to Zhao Cheng, and only Zhao Cheng could understand them.

Without hesitation, Zhao Cheng, inside the carriage, immediately pressed another button under the seat and said, "Invincible, shrink your body!"

Park Moo-di reacted almost instinctively; upon hearing Zhao Cheng's words, he immediately lifted his legs and bent over, shrinking himself into the shape of a shrimp.

Buzzing sounds!

Powerful iron nails shot out from the four corners of the carriage floor at the same time, driving directly into the soil.

Looking at the location of the four nails—two on either side of his head and two at his feet—Park Moo-di broke out in a cold sweat and shouted, "It's fucking unsafe under the carriage too!"

Bang!

The moment the carriage was reinforced, Zhao Wu, with his sword across his chest, slammed his back against the carriage, causing the entire carriage to lurch towards the rapeseed field, the iron lock attached to the nails taut and straight.

Zhao Cheng gasped. If the reinforcement hadn't been done in time, the carriage would have been sent flying into the rapeseed field by Yu Beipiao's blade.

"What kind of monster is this assassin?!"

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but complain. He had been in this world for five years and always thought it was a low-level martial arts world. After all, Yang Taozhi and Zhao Wu, who were by his side, were a grandmaster and a top expert, respectively, and were at the top of the martial arts system.

But Zhao Cheng didn't think they were that great.

Compared to the characters in the online novels I read in my previous life, who shattered the heavens and trampled the void, they are simply incomparable.

This is the first time I've ever seen someone overturn a carriage with a single slash from a distance!

That blade force was terrifying!

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Zhao Wu, what's this guy's cultivation level?!"

Zhao Wu said, "Just like me, a top-tier expert."

"Really?" Zhao Cheng retorted, "I've never seen you this good before."

Zhao Wu felt a tightness in his chest and finally couldn't hold back any longer, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Cheng didn't think he was powerful because he had never seen Zhao Wu use his full strength. In fact, if Zhao Wu hadn't blocked Yu Beipiao's knife head-on and neutralized most of the knife's force, the carriage would have been blown away even if it had been reinforced.

"Since Master has said so, then let me show you what I'm made of today!"

Zhao Wu's fighting spirit was ignited. He steadied the carriage with his hands, and with a light step, he instantly appeared in front of Yu Beipiao.

He brought his broken sword down on his head!

Yu Beipiao's slash was a cleaving strike, and Zhao Wu's slash was also a cleaving strike!

A glint flashed in Yu Beipiao's eyes, and he raised his broadsword to block the attack.

Bang!!

The broken knife and the broadsword collided, producing a piercing sound that instantly spread to the farmland and rapeseed fields on both sides.

The soldiers and assassins who were fighting were fine, but the farmers not far away covered their ears, and some even had nosebleeds and felt dizzy.

Xia Qi and Qiu Shu also felt dizzy, so Zhao Cheng quickly pressed another button. A metal plate popped out from the carriage window and door, sealing the entire carriage into an iron box, and the noise outside immediately decreased.

"Wow! Zhao Wu is so powerful. I'll have to treat him better from now on!" Zhao Cheng went to the observation hole again to watch the battle between Zhao Wu and Yu Beipiao.

Having failed with his first strike, Zhao Wu swung his blade twice more, brutally slashing at the broadsword.

Yu Beipiao was like someone who had grown into the soil. He didn't try to dodge, but relied on the broadsword to block the attack. His lower body was already stuck in the soil.

His voice trembled violently, as if Zhao Wu's sword energy was surging wildly within him.

"The Two-Broken Blade truly lives up to its name. It's remarkable that you have achieved such skill at such a young age."

"There aren't many people who can withstand my full-force strike, and there aren't many weapons that can block my broken blade, yet you managed to block three of my strikes."

Zhao Wu said solemnly, "When in motion, it's like fire; when still, it's like a mountain. This knife of yours is the Yushan broadsword!"

Yu Beipiao smiled with satisfaction and said, "The way of using broadswords is something from a thousand years ago. The Yushan broadsword is long gone. I didn't expect you to know about it."

When Yu Beipiao revealed his identity, Zhao Wu had never heard of him before, but he could sense that he was a powerful and skilled fighter.

But when he saw Yu Bei Piao draw his knife, he immediately recognized where he came from.

"Are you a member of the Yu family of Southern Zhou?" Zhao Wu asked.

“Yes…” Yu Beipiao countered, “And you? The Two-Broken Blade technique has been lost for over thirty years. Did you learn it from the Sword-Carrying Master, or are you his descendant?”

"Let's fight properly, we've been talking for too long." Zhao Wu changed his sword technique, using the tip of the blade to flick upwards, trying to lift the broadsword.

The Yushan broadsword is both offensive and defensive. When the strength is equal, its defense is impenetrable. Even Zhao Wu's full-force strike couldn't break through it, so a direct attack would definitely not work.

But it's not easy to lift the blade.

This broadsword is like a mountain; it cannot be broken, it can only be moved little by little.

The garrison troops were already at a disadvantage, and Zhao Wu didn't have much time left.

Whoosh!!

Fortunately, when Zhao Wu and Yu Beipiao were fighting, Zhao Cheng heard a familiar voice.

"Phew... We're finally here." Zhao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of security for the first time with the sound of wind breaking through the air.

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