Chapter 447: The Sword Does Not Come Out Unless It Must Kill
After getting up in the morning and having breakfast, Zhou Wen bought some more and sent them to Wang Lu.
"You're back?" Wang Lu opened the door and asked in surprise.
"I came back yesterday." Zhou Wen walked in and put breakfast on the table.
"Is the matter resolved?" Wang Lu asked.
"That's about it." Zhou Wen's mood improved a little, but he didn't know whether the Supervisory Bureau would let it go.
"That's good. Let's settle the previous accounts now. You owe me a lot of breakfasts. You have to make up for it with lunch." Wang Lu was counting on her fingers seriously how many breakfasts Zhou Wen owed her.
After delivering breakfast to Wang Lu, Zhou Wen went to the Xuanwen Society.
"I say, Lao Zhou, why do you always disappear? If there is something fun to do, can't you call me to join you?" Li Xuan said with a smile.
"I got into some trouble, so I went out to hide. It's not fun at all." Zhou Wen shrugged helplessly.
As the two were talking, Feng Qiuyan, Mingxiu, and another girl walked in together.
Zhou Wen knew Mingxiu, but he didn't know why he came to Xuanwen Society. He shouldn't be a member of Xuanwen Society.
However, Zhou Wen still felt a little guilty towards Mingxiu. After all, he was his tutor, but he had done nothing for him since he came.
"Zhou Wen, you are finally back. Are you free now?" Mingxiu's eyes lit up when he saw Zhou Wen.
"What's the matter?" Zhou Wen felt that if Mingxiu had any problems, as a tutor, he should indeed provide some help.
"I have recently practiced a set of sword techniques and would like you to give me some advice," Mingxiu said.
Although he was asking Zhou Wen for guidance, Mingxiu was very confident in his swordsmanship. Ever since he witnessed Zhou Wen's extraordinary swordsmanship last time, Mingxiu had been inspired and had been studying and improving the swordsmanship left by his father.
After his own continuous improvement and actual combat training with Feng Qiuyan, Mingxiu felt that his swordsmanship had become quite perfect and was not inferior to Zhou Wen's Tianwai Feixian.
"Okay." Zhou Wen nodded in agreement.
Feng Qiuyan was also very interested. He knew that Zhou Wen had been promoted to the epic level. If it was a life-and-death fight, Mingxiu would definitely not be Zhou Wen's opponent.
However, sword fighting is different from life-and-death fights. It is only based on sword skills that determine the level of skill, not strength, speed and other aspects. Therefore, Feng Qiuyan feels that Mingxiu should still have some chances.
During this period, he had been practicing with Mingxiu and knew that Mingxiu's swordsmanship had improved a lot. Except for the difference in level, his swordsmanship was not inferior to his knife skills.
While Mingxiu and Zhou Wen were fighting, he could also watch Zhou Wen's progress from the side.
Everyone went to the training ground together. Seeing the two men dressed in combat uniforms and facing each other with their practice swords, Tian Zhenzhen asked nervously on the sidelines, "Feng Qiuyan, what do you think Mingxiu's chances of winning are?"
Mingxiu's swordsmanship has indeed improved a lot, but Tian Zhenzhen always feels that Mingxiu's swordsmanship is too simple, not as domineering and gorgeous as Zhou Wen's Flying Fairy.
"I don't know." Feng Qiuyan shook her head.
If it was the sword technique Zhou Wen used before, and Zhou Wen didn't know Mingxiu's sword technique, Feng Qiuyan felt that Mingxiu should have a chance to win. However, he and Mingxiu were improving, and Zhou Wen would definitely not stand still. So Feng Qiuyan couldn't tell who would win or lose. However, deep down in his heart, he believed that Zhou Wen would definitely win, but Feng Qiuyan couldn't say this out loud without any evidence.
"Needless to say, no one can beat Lao Zhou. It all depends on how long Mingxiu can withstand Lao Zhou's sword strikes." Li Xuan was full of confidence in Zhou Wen.
"Tsk, how do you know if you haven't fought? I think Mingxiu will definitely win." Tian Zhenzhen immediately retorted.
"Please teach me." Mingxiu held the practice sword, made a ceremonial starting gesture, and then put the sword back into the scabbard.
"Please." Zhou Wen did not take the scabbard, but just held the sword in his hand and pointed it diagonally at the ground.
Mingxiu's expression remained unchanged, but the aura around him became increasingly calm, as if he had merged with the air. If one didn't see him with their own eyes, one would hardly be able to sense his presence.
The sword flashed, and after the extreme stillness came the extreme movement. The practice sword broke out of the sheath. It was a shocking sword, fast and powerful, like a sword entering the blue sky, as if it would penetrate the nine heavens.
Unlike Feng Qiuyan's sharp sword, although Feng Qiuyan's sharp sword can exceed the limit, it is restrained and the key is always control.
But Mingxiu's swordsmanship was not like that. He seemed to want to burst out all the brilliance of his life in this sword, squeezing out every bit of his strength, and every cell seemed to have burst out all the energy.
Either you die or I die, there is no turning back.
There was no control, no hesitation, no way out, as if he had bet his entire life on this sword. Although it was not brilliant, he was determined to fight to the death.
Although it was just one sword, it gave all of its strength. It could not be controlled, nor did it need to be controlled. As long as the sword was there, the person was there. When the sword died, the person died. It was either the enemy or yourself who fell.
Li Xuan's expression turned serious when he saw this sword, and he muttered to himself, "This man gambled his life on this sword. Was it worth it?"
Zhou Wen stared at the earth-shattering sword, but the practice sword in his hand did not move. He felt Mingxiu's determination from the sword.
"Ah!" Tian Zhenzhen screamed in fright when she saw that Zhou Wen didn't seem to react and didn't even raise his sword to meet him.
Although it was a special rubber sword used for practice, it had no edge or blade and was actually curved. With Mingxiu's swordsmanship, even a practice sword would be able to pierce flesh and blood.
Feng Qiuyan and Li Xuan's faces turned pale as well. They didn't know what was wrong with Zhou Wen as he didn't react at all.
The sword passed by like the wind, and the practice sword in Mingxiu's hand brushed past Zhou Wen's neck and stabbed past. The blade almost touched the skin on Zhou Wen's neck, but in the end it did not hurt Zhou Wen.
"Why don't you fight back?" Mingxiu frowned and asked Zhou Wen.
"You didn't stab me, why should I fight back?" Zhou Wen said casually. Ever since he felt the power of spatial trajectory, he has been very sensitive to various trajectories. Others may not be able to distinguish the subtle trajectory difference because Mingxiu's sword is too fast, but Zhou Wen can see clearly that the sword will not hurt him at all.
After hearing what Zhou Wen said, Mingxiu was stunned. She stared at Zhou Wen blankly and didn't say anything for a long time.
After a long moment, Mingxiu's eyes gradually became firm. He slowly retracted the sword from Zhou Wen's neck, sheathed it, and bowed slightly to Zhou Wen. He said seriously, "Coach, I understand. I won't use my sword carelessly anymore. I won't use my sword unless it's absolutely necessary to kill."
After saying that, Mingxiu turned around and left, which made Zhou Wen a little stunned. He didn't know what was wrong with Mingxiu. First, he didn't stab him with the sword, and then he left inexplicably.
(End of this chapter)
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