I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 1020: Chapter Three Hundred and Fourteen: Watch the Sword Chapter 1020: Chapter Three Hundred and Fourteen: Watch the Sword The young Xu Clan swordsman was at a loss for words, or rather, Xu Laoying’s heart was in disarray at this moment.

He was unable to answer Wang Chan’s question because, long before he was born, over a thousand years ago, the Xu Clan had already completed the enlightenment of Yuanzhou.

Yuanzhou today is a nation of swordsmen, a source of poetry, a haven of peace, the pinnacle of sacred lands.

There are not even the slightest traces of the backward and ignorant mountain tribes, let alone any of the native people.

But could this prove that the Xu Clan had used the same methods as Wang Chan? Xu Laoying had his doubts!

“Just because the tribal natives have disappeared, it doesn’t mean that the Xu Clan has employed the same methods!”

The young swordsman spoke coldly, “Yuan, Hasa, Luandi, Huyan, Xubu, Helai, Hesui, Yilou, Kezhuhun, Monalou—all these surnames stem from the ancient clans of Yuanzhou, handed down to this day. Under the Xu Clan’s education, they have long shed their ignorance and have now become great families within Yuanzhou. These ancient and powerful tribes were the most resistant to enlightenment. The Xu Clan was able to embrace them; what’s more for other small, remote tribes! If we had followed the Wuyi Sect’s methods of enlightenment, Yuanzhou would have long been decimated with few survivors, far from this era of prosperity!”

Wang Chan did not expect Xu Laoying, always so passionate about martial arts, to speak these words and a flash of admiration crossed his eyes as he lifted his chin, “Continue!”

“You call what the Wuyi Sect does enlightenment, but it is simply bewitchment by evil charm!”

Xu Laoying said, “Regardless of how noble the goal may be, once it resorts to despicable and brutal means, that goal is no longer worthy of being called noble. The Wuyi Sect is a heretical sect, so it must be eradicated, just like the evil gods of Beimang in the past!”

“Do you think the Wuyi Sect is the same as the Blood Spirit Sect?” Wang Chan shook his head, laughing softly in disapproval, “The Wuyi Sect is a friend sect recognized by the Great Mysterious Dao Alliance, a holy teaching of Min Mountain approved by the Dutian Heavenly King. Yet you call it a heretical sect, isn’t that a bit too much?”

“In my eyes, they are the same!” Xu Laoying took a deep breath, flourished his sword, and the blade of Emperor’s Void Phoenix reignited with golden flames.

Standing in the void with his sword, Xu Laoying looked at Wang Chan and said coldly, “Compared to the judgments of Wang Patrol and the Dao Alliance, I trust my own heart and sword more. They tell me that the Wuyi Sect is a heretical sect that must be eradicated. Are you going to stop me?”

Looking at the Xu Clan swordsman who had once again become filled with a killing intent, Wang Chan simply extended a slender index finger and shook it leisurely, “With just you and your sword, do you really think you can stop the great tide?”

“Without the Wuyi Sect, there would still be the Sky Sect, the Supreme Sect, the Void Sect, the Fierce God Sect.” Wang Chan’s eyes twinkled with amusement as he flicked his finger, “Change the location, change the name. As long as I am alive, I can keep the Wuyi Sect indefinitely reborn, and each time it will be stronger than the last. What do you plan to do, kill me?”

Knowing his old friend’s capabilities all too well, Xu Laoying was very clear that not a single word was spoken in vain.

The martial arts education of the Spirit Array Gathers had already surpassed the current family model of forming troops primarily in small teams, both in terms of combat power and turnaround time.

Ambition has never been in short supply in the world, and it was once thought that driving away the demon beasts would allow the Human Race to prosper, maintain long governance, and enjoy enduring peace. Yet, over this past millennium, the number of people who have perished at the hands of their own kind is no less than those who died at the claws of the demon beasts.

Undoubtedly, the exponential increase in the Human Race’s population has contributed to this, but more often, it is because humans will stop at nothing in pursuit of their own interests.

If this were the old Xu Lao Ying of the past, being suppressed and beaten by Wang Chan may have already crushed his will to fight. But when he raised his sword to ask the mountains, it was to take revenge for the soil forts, and the oath he made before the capital would not be compromised by anything.

“Once I’m out of Beimang, I can’t control what you do!” Xu Lao Ying said coldly, “But within the boundaries of Beimang, if I see a devotee of the Wuyi Sect, I will kill one, until no one dares to join the sect. I may not be able to kill you, but mutual destruction is what a swordsman does best.”

The killing intent was sharp, and the attitude was resolute, but Wang Chan managed to read something different in the young swordsman’s words and tilted his head to ask, “Why only in Beimang?”

The aura suddenly became chaotic; Xu Lao Ying, who was not good at lying, didn’t make a sound, his face just cold and silent.

But the perceptive Wang Chan seemed to catch something and laughed, “It seems that you have come today not just to flatten the sect’s gate, but I wonder who has the clout to mobilize a member of the Xu Clan from Yuanzhou. This is indeed interesting.”

“Enough talk!” Knowing his old friend was analytically astute, Xu Lao Ying didn’t dare to respond further, he arrogantly said, “Leave Beimang immediately, or don’t blame me for being ruthless under my sword!”

If it had been mere speculation before, by now, Wang Chan had clearly caught a glimpse of panic under Xu Lao Ying’s arrogant facade. Composed, he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and chuckled, “Initially, out of respect for you, I didn’t mind not spreading the doctrine in Beimang. But now that I know you’ve been ordered to come to Hui Ling Mountain, Wang Chan cannot leave.”

Swallowing a Divine Pill from his chest, Wang Chan felt the vigorous vitality surge within his body and waved at Xu Lao Ying, “I won’t leave until I find the person who sent you. They say that dragons and snakes arise from the vast mountains. I never expected that someone in the Beimang mountains could incite a gap between the Saint Child of the Wang Clan from the south and the Xu Clan from Yuanzhou. Such an ingenious person, how could Wang Chan miss out on meeting them!”

Xu Lao Ying, not adept at hiding his emotions, was still caught out by Wang Chan. But since things had gone this far, Xu Lao Ying was even more unwilling to give up. Holding the Divine Sword in front of him, he said in a cold voice, “If you don’t leave, then I’ll force you to. Look out for my sword!”

Wang Chan’s intention to remain in Beimang was not to determine a winner with Xu Lao Ying. If attacking the mountain was Xu Lao Ying’s personal desire, then for the sake of maintaining their relationship, the loss of this mountain gate didn’t matter much. But at this moment, Wang Chan discovered that Xu Lao Ying’s appearance was prompted by a hidden hand behind the scenes, sparking a sinister flame in his heart.

He intended to find this hidden puppeteer and uproot them along with their backing forces completely, teaching this self-proclaimed mastermind a lesson that some people simply cannot be manipulated effortlessly!

Xu Lao Ying’s sword intent surged like a tempestuous sea, while Wang Chan raised the Nirvana Feathered Robe to block every color feather. With both hands he formed a seal, tracing the paths of the constellations in the sky, light descended, and just as the transfer formation was about to succeed, it was severed by a sword strike.

The Tongming Sword Body fully unleashed, the Emperor’s Void Phoenix Divine Sword transformed into a domain, encompassing the skies above Hui Ling Mountain within the realm of sword shadows.

The Wang Clan from the south has always been on good terms with the Xu Clan from Yuanzhou, and both families are intimately familiar with each other’s martial arts. Xu Lao Ying had long been wary of the encompassing array that harnessed the light of the constellations; with that sword, he intended to convey his stance to Wang Chan.

Without his permission, Wang Chan was going nowhere. To battle!