When Fang Zheng arrived at Linzi, the capital of Qi, it was the day when the annual sword competition of Jixia Academy began. Five hundred Jixia swordsmen performed the opening sword ceremony in the square of Jixia Academy, which seemed quite impressive. In addition to the dignitaries and ministers of Linzi, there were also thousands of warriors and common people who came to join in the fun. It can be seen that the human nature of watching the fun has not changed since ancient times.

After the opening ceremony of the "Ceremony of Sword" ended, the Prince of Qi came out again to deliver a leadership speech on behalf of the King of Qi - well, this has also been passed down from ancient times to the present, it seems that this is really a tradition.

After that, it was the test of the Jixia swordsmen. Fang Zheng was not interested in any of this. He watched silently for a few seconds, then walked out of the crowd and walked towards the center of the square.

At this moment, everyone saw this weird person who didn't fit in, and soon someone tried to stop him, but Fang Zheng didn't even move, and saw those people immediately retreat to both sides. Fang Zheng didn't stop until he reached the center of the square of Jixia Academy. At this moment, almost everyone had noticed the situation here, and they stopped cheering and looked over here.

Soon, a man with several swordsmen came in front of Fang Zheng and stared at him.

"Who are you, and why are you intruding into my Jixia Sword Meeting?"

"I am Fang Zheng of Xiaoyao Palace."

Facing the other party's question, Fang Zheng smiled slightly.

"I have heard of the name of Sword Saint Cao Qiudao for a long time, so I came here to visit him. I heard that Cao Qiudao's sword skills are superb, so I want to see if he is qualified enough for me to take action."

As soon as Fang Zheng said this, the whole square was in an uproar, followed by angry curses. You have to know that Sword Saint Cao Qiudao is a hero in the eyes of the people of Qi, and a figure who can stabilize the sea. However, this young man actually said something that was almost insulting to the other party, which was like lighting a powder keg.

However, amid the crowd's angry curses, Fang Zheng still had a smile on his face, as if he had heard nothing. Then he raised his head and spoke loudly.

"Where is Cao Qiudao? Come out and let me see if you are qualified to challenge me. If you can draw your sword in front of me, you are qualified to be my opponent."

Having said this, Fang Zheng chuckled and looked around.

"The same goes for you. If anyone is unconvinced and wants to fight me, you can come forward. As long as you can draw your sword in front of me, you are qualified to fight Fang."

Fang Zheng's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone, which immediately made the onlookers in the square boil again. The Jixia swordsmen were even more indignant, and they were eager to try. Soon, a sturdy man roared, jumped out of the crowd, and glared at Fang Zheng fiercely.

"My name is Ma Chengjia, and I'm here to learn your skills!"

As he spoke, Ma Chengjia raised the sword in his hand and was about to draw it out - then he was suddenly startled and stood there as if he was frozen.

Fang Zheng didn't even look at him. He just put his hands behind his back and looked ahead as if he was admiring the scenery of the Jixia Academy.

At this moment, other people also saw Ma Chengjia's strange behavior and looked at him in confusion. You know, this man is also a famous swordsman in Jixia. Now he made the action of drawing the sword, but he couldn't draw the sword. What's going on?

Feeling the doubtful gazes of others, Ma Chengjia also knew his own suffering. He originally thought that it would be no problem to just draw the sword. However, what Ma Chengjia did not expect was that when he was about to draw the sword to target Fang Zheng, his whole body froze there. It was not the effect of some kind of drug, but a simple instinctive warning.

Never make an enemy of the person in front of you!

This is the instinctive fear of humans towards a terrifying force that is higher than themselves. Ma Chengjia is no exception. Although he is extremely angry at Fang Zheng for insulting Cao Qiudao, he is completely unable to overcome his instinctive fear.

This is like a human jumping off a building to commit suicide, even if they want to die, but when you really stand on the edge and look at the ground below, the instinct for survival will be greater than everything else and resist your will. But the threat of Fang Zheng right now is hundreds or thousands of times more terrifying than jumping off a building to commit suicide, so that the reason and anger of ordinary mortals are completely unable to control the instinctive fear.

At the same time, several other Jixia swordsmen also came down, but their fate was the same as Ma Chengjia's, they were completely unable to draw their swords. In fact, these people felt as if they were trapped in a roaring torrent, unable to move as they wished. Even maintaining balance exhausted their energy, and drawing their swords was simply impossible.

At this moment, other people also realized that something was not right. If Ma Chengjia was the only one who had problems, it could be said that he was bribed by the other party, but there was no way that the other party could bribe so many Jixia swordsmen to act for him. Their red faces and thick necks were not fake, but no one knew what the situation was.

"It's a waste of time to come one by one, it doesn't matter if we come together, the result will be the same anyway."

Fang Zheng glanced at the Jixia swordsmen around him and spoke lightly.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became furious and rushed forward...but unfortunately, their ending was no different from that of everyone else.

Seeing this, the man who had previously shouted at them finally changed his expression. He stretched out his hand, signaling others not to act rashly. Then he took two steps forward, stared at Fang Zheng, and bowed respectfully.

"My name is Zhongsun Xuanhua, and I would like to ask for your guidance, Master Fang."

After saying this, Zhongsun Xuanhua also stretched out his hand, grasped the accessory at his waist, and was about to pull it out.

At this moment, Zhongsun Xuanhua finally felt what the other Jixia swordsmen felt and was shocked. However, he was Cao Qiudao's eldest disciple after all, so he immediately calmed down and tried to resist this unparalleled pressure.

But Zhongsun Xuanhua was only a mortal after all, and what he had to face was the double pressure of spiritual light mixed with dragon might and divine might. Although Fang Zheng did not exert his full strength, even in the main world, it was difficult for people who had not reached the legendary realm to attack Fang Zheng, let alone these ordinary swordsmen here.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhongsun Xuanhua's eyes opened wide with bloodshot at the corners of his eyes. Then his body began to tremble slightly and sway from side to side. Then Zhongsun Xuanhua suddenly let out a "Wow" and spurted blood, and fell to the ground.

This is the result of mortals overestimating their own abilities and resisting the might of God.

Seeing this, everyone was in an uproar, all of them were stunned. Zhongsun Xuanhua was Cao Qiudao's eldest disciple and a mentor at the Jixia Academy. Others could be said to be pretending, but he would never do that. Immediately, someone stepped forward and helped him up.

"Brother Zhongsun, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay..."

Zhongsun Xuanhua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, stared at Fang Zheng with a serious expression, and said in a low voice.

"This person is extremely terrifying. We are no match for him. Only Master can possibly fight him."

That being said, Zhongsun Xuanhua knew his own business. Indeed, Cao Qiudao was a master of swordsmanship, and ordinary people did not dare to challenge him with swords. But that was more because Cao Qiudao had accumulated a lot of prestige and his spirit. And the prestige of this man was more than a thousand times stronger than Cao Qiudao. You have to know that the other party didn't even have a sword in his hand, just standing there, giving people a sense of prestige that they must not attack him.

Zhongsun Xuanhua thought to himself that his master's visit would probably not bring him any good results.

Thinking of this, Zhongsun Xuanhua also got up, stood up straight, and bowed to the other party.

"We have never had any dealings with Master Fang at Jixia Academy. Why does Master Fang have to make things difficult for us? If there is any misunderstanding, please have a private discussion with Master Fang."

At this moment everyone knew that the Jixia Academy had backed down, and many people looked at Zhongsun Xuanhua with dissatisfaction. Zhongsun Xuanhua knew his own sufferings, and if the matter could be settled here, it would be best, at most it would be a loss of face for him, Zhongsun Xuanhua. However, if Cao Qiudao was defeated in public, the entire Qi State would probably collapse.

You know, the Qi people are good at empty talk and boasting, so after Cao Qiudao, a sword master, appeared, the Qi people were even more arrogant. And this Jixia Sword Meeting was attended by not only the royal family of Qi, but also envoys from other countries. If Cao Qiudao was beaten like a grandson by this young man who looked less than half his age, then Qi would be really finished.

In comparison, embarrassing myself is not a big deal.

"Oh, there is no misunderstanding."

Fang Zheng put his hands behind his back and sighed softly.

"It's just that Fang had traveled around the world before and had a one-night stand with a woman. The woman said that Cao Qiudao of Qi State called himself the Sword Saint, was extremely arrogant, and never showed mercy to his men. She hoped that Fang could teach him a lesson, so Fang came here."

“…”

After hearing Fang Zheng's answer, everyone was stunned, and Zhongsun Xuanhua looked like he was about to vomit several hundred milliliters of blood.

“…Just for this?”

"Yes, it was just a one-night stand after all, and for Fang, it was just a matter of convenience. Besides, I also want to see what Cao Qiudao, who calls himself the Sword Saint, is capable of."

Hearing this, everyone showed an extremely angry expression, and the princes and nobles of Qi were even more livid. Cao Qiudao was the supreme god in the eyes of the people of Qi, and Fang Zheng's explanation for this was that he had a one-night stand with a woman, so he did it casually?

This is totally disregarding Qi State!!

"presumptuous!!"

The King of Qi slammed his chair angrily and stood up.

"Someone, take this lunatic down for me!!"

Following the King of Qi's angry shout, the Imperial Guards immediately moved out. However, like everyone else, they instinctively stopped before they were within a hundred steps of Fang Zheng, and dared not move forward.

"So can Cao Qiudao come out or not?"

Fang Zheng still had his hands behind his back, frowning slightly, revealing a hint of impatience.

"If Cao Qiudao refuses to show up, then don't blame me for going in directly to find him."

And at this moment, suddenly, a voice sounded.

"No need to bother Mr. Fang, I am already here!"

Along with the voice, a sturdy man in a grey swordsman's uniform strode out of the Jixia Academy. He had long hair and a pair of bright eyes, staring at Fang Zheng.

This is none other than Cao Qiudao, the swordsman master who dominated the Warring States Period and was known as the “Sword Saint”.