Entrustment Fulfilled

Zhao Jie's expression was icy. He glanced at Xu Zhuo, who was eager to fight, and then at Cheng Yuan, whose smile held a hint of provocation. The rage in his heart intensified, his palm trembling slightly, as if a volcano were about to erupt.

They weren't content with the Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy losing; they wanted their disciples to challenge across cultivation levels.

If Wang Sheng, despite being higher in cultivation, were to lose, the reputation of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy would be ruined today. It would be adding insult to injury, akin to being stepped on and spat upon by an opponent.

Zhao Jie hadn't experienced such humiliation in over a decade, not since he'd advanced to Great Martial Master!

However, When provoked to his face, Running away without accepting the challenge was not Zhao Jie's style.

"Wang Sheng, do you dare to accept?"

Zhao Jie's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion, as he looked at Wang Sheng on the training grounds. The oppressive aura of a furious and heavy Transforming Energy Great Martial Master caused the entire yamen to fall silent.

Wang Sheng hesitated for a moment, glanced at the Cangshan Academy Head, Cheng Yuan, and then cautiously chose his words. "Junior Brother Xu Zhuo's strength is not much weaker than mine. I fear I might not control my techniques well and accidentally..."

At this point, Wang Sheng deliberately paused and cupped his hands in a salute.

Zhao Jie, Cheng Yuan, and the others naturally understood Wang Sheng's intention.

He was afraid of accidentally killing Xu Zhuo.

Before Zhao Jie could speak.

Cheng Yuan chuckled lightly and said, "Your disciple is quite cunning. Since you've brought it up, then on the martial arts stage, swords and sabers have no eyes, and life and death are not to be considered!"

"I want to see what means your so-called highly perceptive disciple has to defeat the genius I've meticulously trained."

"Agreed!"

Zhao Jie was too lazy for further pleasantries and nodded.

He Xiangjun and the others, seeing that neither Great Martial Master objected, were naturally happy to watch them engage in a life-and-death struggle and internal conflict, watching with great interest from the sidelines.

Soon, On the training grounds, disciples from several factions cleared a space, leaving the area for Wang Sheng and Xu Zhuo.

"Wu An, you've sparred with both Wang Sheng and Xu Zhuo. Who do you think will win?"

Cui Sheng frowned, asking the injured Wu An beside him.

Other disciples like Li Hu also wore solemn expressions, feeling uneasy.

They knew how much Zhao Jie valued his reputation. If something didn't happen today to satisfy their Master, let alone receive rewards, they'd be lucky if they weren't severely punished, and they might even have their legs broken.

"The gap is too large!"

"How many moves did Wang Sheng use to defeat me at the academy? How many moves did Xu Zhuo use?"

"Wang Sheng is no match for Xu Zhuo at all."

Wu An said with a mocking tone, thinking Wang Sheng was overestimating himself. He even looked forward to Wang Sheng, the loser, being the first to bear the brunt of Zhao Jie's immense fury.

However, Wu An didn't know that when Wang Sheng beat him at the academy, he had deliberately toyed with him.

"It's over!"

"There's no hope for a personal disciple!"

Cui Sheng's eyes revealed a look of pain.

On the training grounds, Wang Sheng and Xu Zhuo cupped their hands in a salute and announced their names.

"Xu Zhuo greets Senior Brother. I ask for your leniency, Senior Brother!"

Xu Zhuo bowed. His face was young, and a hint of arrogance emanated from his brows as he smiled and spoke.

"Certainly! Certainly!"

Wang Sheng wore a gentle smile and nodded.

"The match begins!"

The yamen clerk, who was the referee, announced loudly.

In the courtroom, Cheng Yuan leaned forward slightly, contemplating whether to intervene and save his disciple if Xu Zhuo was losing.

As for the agreed-upon "life and death not to be considered," what was that?

Zhao Jie's expression was blank, and he sat upright.

"Kill!"

Xu Zhuo's originally young face was instantly filled with killing intent and ferocity. Holding a long saber, he suddenly charged at Wang Sheng.

Zheng...

An extremely faint sword cry pierced the air, its penetrating power like a dragon's roar, shaking the heart.

Wang Sheng's expression was calm. He held his long sword backward, his Body Forging technique, Great Tablet Shattering Hand, and White Dragon Sword Technique's three forces merging. Then, with a sudden burst of power, he slashed down.

Already a cultivation level stronger than Xu Zhuo, with triple the force, coupled with being a Body Refiner, and his powerful physique tempered by Dark Energy, all erupted simultaneously.

"Challenging a Martial Master equivalent to Late Dark Energy with only Early Bright Energy, spanning five levels – you're done for in this life!" This thought flashed through Wang Sheng's mind.

A dazzling white sword light, Like lightning, Cannot find the book title, you can try searching for the author, maybe the name has been changed!

Flashed and disappeared in an instant, Accompanied by an incredibly sharp sonic boom as the air tore apart.

Puchi...

As if a sharp tool cutting through tofu, Wang Sheng's long sword, arriving after the initial strike, smoothly cut through Xu Zhuo from head to toe, slicing him directly as he charged forward.

A true cleave in two.

Xu Zhuo's eyes widened in confusion, and just as his face contorted into a ferocious grimace, a blood-red line ran straight down his forehead, through his entire body. Then, his two halves collapsed to the ground, steaming blood and internal organs spilling out haphazardly.

The entire yamen was instantly filled with the stench of blood.

Simultaneously, The yamen hall and training ground fell into a sudden, deathly silence.

So quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's expression changed.

Even He Xiangjun and the others, who had been watching with tea in hand, put down their cups.

Wang Sheng and Xu Zhuo, who had been joking and laughing just moments ago, had promised to go easy on each other, yet in the blink of an eye, Wang Sheng had cut Xu Zhuo in half with a single sword strike.

The immense contrast left many feeling disoriented, blinking repeatedly to confirm they weren't mistaken.

Cheng Yuan froze. He too, confirmed he wasn't mistaken. His disciple had truly been cut in half, right before his eyes, his heart and guts exposed, with hot blood pooling on the ground!

Cheng Yuan had thought it would take at least a few exchanges.

He had thought it would be a fierce, dragon-versus-tiger battle!

But in the time it took him to blink, his meticulously trained disciple was gone!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The turbulent emotions and rage in Cheng Yuan's heart made the veins on his forehead bulge. He wanted to tear Wang Sheng to shreds, break Wang Sheng's bones piece by piece, and dig out his internal organs!

"Hahahaha..."

Zhao Jie's laughter, like a stone shattering glass, broke the yamen's silence.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhao Jie's face flushed red, beaming with pride, and he said "good" three times in a row.

He had guessed that Wang Sheng had deliberately hidden his strength in his fight with Zhou Ke, intending to lure Xu Zhuo into challenging him.

But Zhao Jie hadn't expected Xu Zhuo to actually dare to accept, nor that Wang Sheng would truly have the strength to kill him!

This single sword strike, Truly allowed Zhao Jie to vent all the pent-up frustration from his previous losses.

While warily watching Cheng Yuan, lest he become a cornered dog and lash out, Zhao Jie looked at Wang Sheng and nodded in satisfaction, his eyes filled with anticipation!

Wang Sheng had initially been on guard, fearing Cheng Yuan might go mad and attack him. But he waited for a long time, and Cheng Yuan made no move. Zhao Jie's laughter then broke the heavy atmosphere.

So Wang Sheng quickly cupped his hands and said, "Your disciple has not failed your trust!"

"A fine 'not failed your trust' indeed!"

Cheng Yuan's voice suddenly became hoarse. His old eyes were bloodshot, and his white hair seemed to have withered considerably in an instant.

He, in the end, Suppressed his overwhelming rage and grief.

If even Zhao Jie didn't dare to flip the table, what could he, an old man, do?

He also realized that Wang Sheng, that brat, had done it intentionally. He had deliberately lured Xu Zhuo, who was eager for merit, by appearing weak first and then strong!

Wang Sheng did not reply. After the clerk announced his victory, he obediently prepared to retreat behind Cui Sheng.

"Wait a moment, I wonder if Junior Brother Wang Sheng dares to challenge me across levels!"

Gao Yun, a female disciple from Cangshan Martial Academy, at Perfected Bright Energy, who had defeated Li Hu, glared at Wang Sheng with murderous intent.

"I dare not!"

Wang Sheng cupped his hands and retreated behind Cui Sheng.

Gao Yun gritted her teeth in anger but was helpless.

Even her master, Cheng Yuan, dared not act. What could she, at Late Dark Energy, do to avenge her admired junior brother?

"Junior Brother's strategy is truly astonishing and extraordinary!"

Cui Sheng exclaimed in admiration.

"Junior Brother, you've truly saved our lives!"

Li Hu solemnly clasped his fists in thanks.

"Junior Brother Wang Sheng has won twice in a row. I'm no match for you, Senior Brother! I'm ashamed, truly ashamed!"

Yu Cheng approached Wang Sheng, a wide smile on his face, and reached out as if to clap him on the shoulder.

"It's all thanks to Master's excellent teachings. Compared to all of you Senior Brothers, I still have a long way to go!"

Wang Sheng replied unhurriedly, both humbly and seemingly casually, stepping back to avoid Yu Cheng's touch.

Damn it, he actually wanted to leave a hidden danger of energy within me. Yu Cheng, do you really want to die sooner rather than later!

Wang Sheng's heart turned cold. He had been ambushed before by the man in black who taught him the White Dragon Sword Technique, so how could he fall for it again?