The Prince of the World Chapter 30: The Unparalleled Weapon—Wushuang Sword

The two disciples left with scornful smiles. Later, they stood outside the gate of a courtyard, talking aloud:

　　"Shixiong Meng. We come for the reply."

　　"Come in!" A rather soft and cold voice came out from the courtyard.

　　Pushing the door, they saw a handsome young man and Ye Tianyu playing the Go[1].

　　"Distinguished Shixiong Meng and Shixiong Ye." The two greeted them instantly.

　　"Did he take the challenge?" Ye Tianyu suddenly raised his head with a tinge of resentment and hatred flashed across his handsome eyes.

　　Previously, he was defeated by Yan on the ring, which had ruined his reputation. He was too shameful to face criticisms. What he had suffered, the humiliation from other people, was the result of that day, so he must revenge.

　　"He accepted!"

　　"Haha, good! Yan Li, I will to kill you!" Ye Tianyu could not help laughing, wearing a devil look.

　　Meng Wushuang waved his hands, ordering the two to leave, but then frowned at Ye Tianyu, saying, "You must calm down. Do not lose yourself in the hatred. "

　　As his smile disappeared, Ye said in a low voice, "Shixiong Meng. You are correct. All my hatred was caused by Yan Li. As long as I kill him, I can restore my clarity!"

　　Meng Wushuang nodded, "You have broken through the Ningyuan realm. In all probability, you can beat him when you break into the Shenyuan realm. To ensure your victory, take my Wushuang Sword."

　　"Lend me your Wushuang Sword?" Ye Tianyu was joyful to hear the unexpected good news, for the sword was a middle-class magic weapon.

　　There were six types of weapon in the Yunhuang Land: the normal, the magic, the spirit, the secret, the King, the Emperor.

　　Most warriors equipped themselves with normal weapons.

　　However, the Wushuang Sword was awarded by the school for the champion of the martial contest among the in-door disciples a year ago.

　　Only a few persons among the some thousand in-door disciples in the Palace possessed a magic weapon, suggesting its preciousness.

　　Silver was the currency in the Land, but people could not buy a magic weapon with silver for sure, just because this kind of weapon was far too precious to a warrior.

　　A good weapon could help double the strength of a warrior, much more useful than the normal weapons. That was the value of a magic weapon.

　　"Shixiong Meng. Yan Li must die by the blades of the Wushuang Sword."

　　............

In Yan's courtyard.

　　"Uncle Wu, I am going to the Classic Pavilion!"

　　After saying goodbye to Uncle Wu, Yan Li arrived at the Pavilion. Ye Tianyu must have something supportive as he dared to challenge him again, so he would select a proper skill to practice.

　　Having no free chances to enter the Pavilion, Yan had to pay credits this time.

　　Twenty points for four hours in the Pavilion.

　　"Shaaaa."

　　Yan Li suddenly stopped. He looked at the old man using a broom to sweep across the floor to clear the fallen leaves. It seemed simple, but Yan Li identified something magnificent in a single action of the sweeping.

　　Half a quarter later, the old man left with his broom. Yan shook his head and stepped into the Pavilion.

　　The cloudy eyes of the old man flashed a sharp bright light as he glanced at the back of Yan Li not far away. Then he slowly turned around and hobbled away with his eyes became cloudy again.

　　Yan Li came for the skills this time, so he went directly upwards to the fourth floor.

　　What was the skill of martial arts?

　　It was a special move that allowed the warrior to harness his full power, or even a greater power than he usually could do. In contrast, an average person could use at most thirty percent of his power when he gave a punch.

The warriors, on the contrary, who mastered the techniques to harness their power, were able to give a punch at the full power.

　　Skills were techniques.

　　People worshipped martial arts in this Land, so there were enormous skills created by countless warriors.

　　Yan had practiced the Commanding the Thunder. Correspondingly, he must choose a skill helpful to activate the thunder elements.

　　There were many Xuan-level skills. But people seldom find one for wind and thunder elements, let alone a book for the skills for dark and bright elements.

　　Two hours later, Yan Li found three possible books for his practice.

　　Tiangang Boxing, a lower Xuan-class skill.

　　Thundering Sabre Skill, also a lower Xuan-class skill.

　　Devein Sky Sword Skill, a middle Xuan-class skill.

　　Three books, respectively for the boxing, sabre and sword. Finally, he chose the skills for boxing and sword. Time ran out as he had finished transcribing the two skills. Then he left.

　　"Ye Tianyu and Yan Li would fight publicly again. Have you heard that? "

　　"Of course. I heard that Ye Tianyu had made a breakthrough. He is now a master in Shenyuan realm!"

　　"Hey, the poor guy lost last time. He could be no more shameful. It is obvious that he wants to revenge after his breakthrough!"

　　............

The news that Ye had challenged Yan spread among the in-door disciples in only a few hours.

　　On his way back the yard, Yan Li actually heard a lot of discussion about the challenge, "No wonder Ye Tianyu dares to challenge me. He made a breakthrough!"

　　He shook his head and went back to his yard, only to find Xue and other people there.

　　"Shixiong Yan! "

　　"Hello, Shixiong Yan!" "

　　All five greeted Yan with smiles.

　　"You guys... Why are you so polite? Come in to talk!"

　　After the five entered the living room, Ling Er served them with exquisite tea. At a glance, Yan noticed that Xue had achieved the fullness of the Qi practice, and the Lin brothers, Yao Ling and Situ Xue were in the ninth level of the practice. Two girls made greater progress.

　　It suggested that they didn't waste time, but enhanced their strength rapidly.

　　"Shixiong Yan. How shameful Ye Tianyu is. I can't imagine he has the courage to challenge you again. This time, you must not let him go!" Yao Ling raised her small fist with an indignant expression.

　　"That's it! I agree with Shijie Yao!" Situ Xue said.

　　In this regard, Yan Li smiled, and made no comment.

　　""Shixiong Yan. It is said that Ye Tianyu had broken into the Shenyuan realm. Are you sure that you can win?" Not as optimistic as the two girls, Xue was in a grief mood.

　　"I don't know. Only the result talks!" Yan answered slowly.

　　Xue suddenly said, "Shixiong Yan. We believe in you! You will win!"

　　............

　　Yan began to practice the boxing after they left. But Xue came back in less than two hours.

　　"Shixiong Yan. I got a piece of news!"

　　"What news?" Seeing Xue's solemn look, Yan Li expected something unfavorable to him.

　　"Meng Wushuang lent his Wushang Sword to Ye Tianyu to fight against you! You know, it is a middle-level magic weapon, which can increase his attack power by at least 60%!"

　　"A magic weapon?" Yan muttered to himself. He then looked up calmly at Xue Zhan, "Shidi Xue. I see. Thank you to tell me this!"

　　"Shixiong Yan, don't you worry about that?" Identifying Yan's calmness, Xue was anxious for him.

[1] Added by the translator: a game played with black and white pieces on a board of 361 crosses

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