On this day, Zhao Mingyuan was enjoying the service of his wives and concubines as usual, but suddenly news came that someone from Wuming Island was here.
It turned out that Wu Ming wanted to see him.
Zhao Mingyuan understood that Wu Ming probably heard everyone's description of his battle and understood Zhao Mingyuan's current strength, so he also became interested in fighting.
After all, he has been lonely for decades. Now, it was hard to find someone who could be his opponent, and it was inevitable that he would feel itchy.
If that's the case, let's end it like this.
Zhao Mingyuan told his wives and concubines that he was going to travel far away, and then left his home.
Indeed, this is already my home.
Before leaving, Zhao Mingyuan turned his head and took one last deep look at the home that had brought him a lot of warmth and happiness.
This glance seemed to imprint all of this into his mind.
Because he knew that it would take a long, long time for him to come back.
When standing in front of Wu Ming, Zhao Mingyuan suddenly realized that he seemed to be very similar to Wu Ming.
This kind of resemblance is naturally not about looks, but behavior and temperament, which tend to be the same.
But this is understandable.
Discover the strong, imitate the strong, chase the strong, and ultimately surpass the strong.
This is how people become stronger.
And Wu Ming is the strongest person in the world.
Zhao Mingyuan was guided and studied by Wu Ming many times in the process of becoming stronger, and he followed Wu Ming as an example. So, isn’t it normal to resemble Wu Ming?
However, those who learn from me will live, and those who are like me will die.
Zhao Mingyuan naturally understood this truth, and it would be best for him to eventually go his own way.
Although Zhao Mingyuan still couldn't see through the depth of Wu Ming in front of him, he also understood that he was in this state of returning to nature, and he had already reached it, and the gap between him and himself was definitely not that far away.
Thinking of this, Zhao Mingyuan said directly to Wu Ming: "Island Master, I want to try my skills with you."
Wu Ming laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay. In today's world, there is really no one who can be your opponent. If the target doesn't turn to me, who else can it turn to?"
Then, Wu Ming said with emotion: "You are much more lucky than me.
When I was a teenager, I reached the level of a top player in the world. When I was in my twenties, I was confident that there were few rivals in the world. Before I was thirty, I was convinced that I was already the best in the world.
Unfortunately, in the past few decades, there has been a lot of trouble in the world. But there is no hero who can fight with me.
However, I am also lucky, at least I can meet you before I die.
It's just that you are even luckier. You have an old guy like me to guide you and have a certain goal. This allows you to reach this level so quickly. "
Wu Ming then straightened his face and said: "Are you sure you want to challenge me so soon and not wait a few more years? After all, I see that your strength has grown rapidly in the past few years, and if you compete with me now, you may die. ."
Zhao Mingyuan said: "No need. I have read all the secret books of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Unless I can make another breakthrough in the near future, even in a few years, my internal strength will only be deeper, and there will be no qualitative change."
It is impossible to defeat Wu Ming just by relying on deep internal strength.
Wu Ming nodded after hearing this, "Yes, that's the truth. But you have to understand, you may really die if you lose. If you are weak, I can still show mercy. But you are so strong now, But it’s not something I can easily dismiss. Then even if I try my best, I may not be able to hold it back.”
Wu Ming obviously never considered the possibility of losing.
Zhao Mingyuan naturally chose to compete now instead of waiting a few more years.
In fact, Zhao Mingyuan had already thought about it before coming here. Regardless of victory or defeat, Zhao Mingyuan would leave this world after this battle.
Likewise, life and death are the same.
If not dead, it would be nice to leave alive.
If you lose your first life with Wu Ming, that's okay.
Maybe after reincarnation, if you start practicing as a baby, you will be stronger in the next life?
Anyway, Zhao Mingyuan didn't want to wait in this world for several years just to defeat Wu Ming.
Seeing Zhao Mingyuan's firm attitude, Wu Ming did not force himself any further.
In fact, he had this intention in calling Zhao Mingyuan back to Wuming Island.
It's just that Wu Ming is more patient.
The children saw the unripe fruits on the tree and were eager to taste them. And he naturally has enough patience to wait for this fruit to mature.
But now that this fruit says it is ripe, he no longer has to wait, nor does he have to force himself to endure.
Naturally, the competition between the two of them does not need anyone else to witness it, and no one is qualified to witness it.
The two of them went directly to the yard outside the house and prepared to compete here.
The yard is not small, but it is definitely not big, especially for experts like them.
However, this is the same for both of them, and it is not unfair.
Zhao Mingyuan unsheathed his sword and asked Wu Ming, "What weapon do you use?"
"Just use this." Wu Ming casually took a pair of flower scissors from the flower bed nearby, which are the scissors usually used to prune flower branches.
Seeing Wu Ming dressed in gardener's clothes and holding a pair of ordinary flower scissors in his hand, Zhao Mingyuan never dared to look down upon him.
If it is true as Wu Ming said, he has been living in seclusion on this island for decades, just doing the work of a gardener every day, talking and laughing, and pruning flowers and plants with such flower scissors.
Doesn't that mean that he has been using flower scissors as a weapon for decades?
No matter what weapon it is, it will never be looked down upon by anyone after decades of use, let alone when the opponent is Wu Ming.
Seeing Wu Ming holding a pair of flower scissors in his hand, he looked at Zhao Mingyuan with a smile, as if he was pruning flowers and plants in the flowers, as if he was treating Zhao Mingyuan as a flower and grass waiting for him to trim it.
Zhao Mingyuan felt a chill in his heart. If he was really cut into a limbless limb by him, it would be better to die directly.
What's even more frightening is that if you really become that disabled, but your strong vitality prevents you from dying, and you continue to live like that, then you are living in hell.
Zhao Mingyuan finally drove this terrible thought out of his mind and regained control of his mind.
However, he saw that Wu Ming on the opposite side was still standing calmly, as if he didn't see Zhao Mingyuan's flaw at all and had no intention of taking action.
Zhao Mingyuan understood that maybe he also wanted to see the strength of the junior he was optimistic about, so he wanted to wait for Zhao Mingyuan to make the first move.
Perhaps Wu Ming was afraid that if he made a move, Zhao Mingyuan would have no chance to make a move.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingyuan did not hesitate and took action directly.
This move is one of the three major sword techniques of Xuanmen, the Seven Seven Forty-nine Hands Hui Feng Wu Liu Jian.
Zhao Mingyuan had learned this sword technique for many years, but now he used it and struck Wu Ming like a whomping willow.
Even Bashan Gu Taoist, who created this sword technique, would be surprised when he saw this sword technique.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Mingyuan turned the originally gentle Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword into a fierce sword style, making the sword both strong and soft, greatly increasing its power.
But I don’t know how Wu Ming will deal with this sword.
(End of chapter)
