Fu Cailin felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing what Wang Yang said.
He had spoken up earlier, intending to stop Wang Yang from killing Zhao Deyan.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Yang was completely unmoved by his reprimands and still slapped Zhao Deyan to death.
This fueled Fu Cailin's anger, but he also realized that Wang Yang was a formidable opponent and that it would be unwise to fight Wang Yang for the sake of the already dead Zhao Deyan.
Before his death, Zhao Deyan revealed that Kou Zhong, who possessed the secret to immortality, was on the same side as Wang Yang.
This forced Fu Cailin to try every means to get his hands on Kou Zhong.
After all, his purpose in entering the Tang Dynasty was to obtain the secret of immortality.
Right now, someone who possesses the secret to immortality is right in front of us. How can we miss such an opportunity?
But Fu Cailin dared not say that he wanted to fight Wang Yang to the death.
Only then did he propose to spar with Wang Yang and test his swordsmanship.
Even if they were no match for him, they wouldn't have lost their lives like Zhao Deyan.
After thinking for a moment, Fu Cailin smiled and said:
"Alliance Leader Wang, you flatter me!"
"I truly admire your swordsmanship."
"I had heard before that the great swordsmen of their generation, such as Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, and Yan Shisan, had all been defeated by the Alliance Leader!"
"Now that we have the opportunity to meet, I would like to ask Alliance Leader Wang for some guidance."
Upon hearing Fu Cailin's hypocritical words, Wang Yang smiled calmly.
It was obvious to everyone that Fu Cailin was saying all this just to characterize their exchange as a friendly sparring match.
In this way, he wouldn't kill him here.
"This Fu Cailin is so repulsive to look at! I never expected him to be such a scheming person."
Wang Yang muttered to himself.
After thinking for a moment, he came to his senses, smiled, and looked at Fu Cailin, saying:
"Master Yi Jian, my swordsmanship is a swordsmanship for killing."
"Even if it's just a friendly spar, there's no guarantee that someone won't get hurt. Do you really want to spar with me?"
Upon hearing Wang Yang's words, Fu Cailin's brows furrowed, and his expression turned slightly unpleasant.
He originally thought that if he said that, even if they actually fought, Wang Yang wouldn't kill him.
Who knew that Wang Yang seemed to have seen through his thoughts.
Suddenly, he found himself in a dilemma.
After a slight pause, Fu Cailin forced a smile and replied:
"Alliance Leader Wang, we are merely exchanging sword skills; let's stop here once we've made our point!"
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a cold voice:
"Stop when you've made your point?"
"If that's the case, then I think we should call off this sparring match!"
After saying that, Wang Yang didn't look at Fu Cailin any longer and turned to leave.
"Giggle!"
Seeing this, Fu Cailin was so angry he gritted his teeth. As Wang Yang was about to leave, he couldn't help but shout:
"Alliance Leader Wang, please wait!"
Wang Yang paused, then turned to look at Fu Cailin.
Fu Cailin, with a somber expression, continued:
"Please, Alliance Leader Wang, draw your sword!"
"To be able to spar with the King Alliance in swordsmanship, even if I die, it would be worth it!"
While saying this, Fu Cailin had other thoughts in his mind.
In his eyes, he was a dignified master swordsman.
The Yi Sword Technique he created is an extraordinary skill that integrates the principles of chess into swordsmanship.
The key is to anticipate the enemy's moves!
"oh?"
Seeing that Fu Cailin had actually agreed, Wang Yang feigned surprise and quietly remarked:
"It seems this person still refuses to give up the secret to immortality!"
"I gave you a chance to live. If you have a fault, blame yourself for not seizing it."
After thinking about it for a moment, Wang Yang smiled calmly and replied:
"Master Yi Jian, please make your move first."
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Cailin was taken aback. His self-created Yi Sword Technique was a skill that required a keen eye to grasp the opponent's martial arts techniques.
This allows us to understand the other party's background and make a judgment.
Then, by first blocking the opponent's latter move, one can defeat the enemy.
But now Wang Yang is actually asking him to make the first move, which is putting Fu Cailin in a difficult position.
Seeing that Fu Cailin hadn't made a move for quite some time, Wang Yang smiled slightly.
Others may not know about Fu Cailin's Yi sword technique, but he knows it all too well.
After a moment of silence, Wang Yang spoke:
"Master Yi Jian, I'm letting you make the first move because I'm afraid if you don't, you won't have another chance to do so later!"
As soon as Wang Yang said those words, Fu Cailin's expression changed drastically.
Indeed, Wang Yang's tone was far too arrogant.
As a master of Yi Jian, no one had ever dared to utter such arrogant words in front of him.
After a moment's thought, Fu Cailin's anger flared up.
"Alliance Leader Wang, aren't you being a bit too arrogant?"
"In that case, I, Fu, will not stand on ceremony!"
Before Wang Yang could reply, Fu Cailin drew his longsword from its sheath.
"Clang!"
The next moment, Fu Cailin followed his sword and attacked Wang Yang directly.
Once the first sword is drawn, the second sword follows immediately; the sword techniques are incredibly swift.
In a short while, Fu Cailin's men had already reached Wang Yang's front.
"Young master! Your sword?"
Upon seeing this, Aqing, who was not far away, exclaimed in surprise.
After becoming Wang Yang's sword attendant, she was responsible for carrying his sword.
Right now, Fu Cailin has already reached Wang Yang's side, but the Heaven-Slaying Sword is still on her back.
"call out!"
Just as A Qing was at a loss, the Heaven-Slaying Sword that she was carrying on her back suddenly came out of its sheath.
The sword was drawn, and its cry pierced the void.
Upon closer inspection, a blinding sword light flashed.
With a casual gesture, Wang Yang had already grasped the peerless Yitian Sword in his hand.
The next moment, Wang Yang didn't hesitate and casually delivered a horizontal slash!
"Bang!"
This horizontal sword strike clashed with Fu Cailin's incoming longsword.
It was accompanied by a deafening explosion.
Fu Cailin was actually forced back by Wang Yang's casual sword strike.
After taking a few steps back, Fu Cailin flicked his longsword and lightly tapped his feet, actually stabbing at Wang Yang again.
Wang Yang remained completely unmoved upon seeing this.
Seeing Fu Cailin attack again, he casually swung the Yitian Sword in his hand once more.
Although there were no sword techniques involved, the sword strike was incredibly powerful.
The terrifying sword force, like a raging torrent, rushed straight towards Fu Cailin.
"this?"
Upon seeing this, Fu Cailin was greatly shocked, and his pupils contracted.
Without time to think further, he immediately thrust out with his sword.
The impact produced another deafening roar.
Then, the long sword in Fu Cailin's hand began to tremble violently.
His body staggered backward several steps before he regained his balance.
"So strong!"
After regaining her footing, Fu Cailin gasped in surprise, her eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at Wang Yang.
Shocked, he quickly regained his composure.
He thrust out the longsword he held in his hand in a sudden burst, five strikes in a row, each one imbued with an ancient and profound spirit.
These five sword techniques are simple and ancient, yet contain unexpected variations!
Wang Yang remained unmoved upon seeing this.
In the blink of an eye, Fu Cailin's five swords had already landed.
Wang Yang smiled calmly, casually wielding the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand.
"Clang clang..."
With a series of clashing sounds, Wang Yang perfectly blocked all of Fu Cailin's sword moves.
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