Just as Dong Ah announced the start of the duel, the two long swords on the wooden platform were already clashing!
Before the duel, Fang Pengju tried every means to evade. But once the duel actually started, he didn't hesitate at all. The sword is drawn very steadily, accurately and ruthlessly, leaving no room for error. He was able to stand out among the outer disciples of the entire Fenglin Taoist Academy, and he was able to win the trust of Jiang Wang and others in the past, so his reputation was definitely not in vain.
But Jiang Wang is faster, more stable and more decisive than him!
Because he has been waiting for fifty-seven days, because during these fifty-seven days and nights, he imagined this scene all the time.
Even if he is seriously injured, even if he is ill, even if he is close to death several times.
When they are enemies, they fight each other with swords, and he recognizes whether they are injured or killed. But being betrayed by the person you trust the most, the pain in your heart is even greater than your body.
What supported him through that period was not only his infinite desire for life, but also his unforgettable hatred!
With one sword, Fang Peng broke through Fang Peng's sword-raising gesture.
The sword entered the person as well. He hit Fang Pengju's long sword with his lower abdomen. When blood spattered, Jiang Wang indifferently swung his sword across it and cut open the tendons in Fang Pengju's hand!
The two wounds appeared almost at the same time, but one active and one passive had already decided the outcome.
Jiang Wang advanced again, led his body with his elbows, and suddenly smashed forward. He hit Fang Pengju's chest hard.
Fang Pengju had just lost control of his sword under severe pain, and the next moment he heard the clear sound of his own bones cracking.
The whole person was blasted into a shrimp shape and hit the outside of the high platform. He was bounced back by the swaying branches and fell to the high platform.
In just one round, Fang Pengju was defeated!
"How is it possible? The gap... is so huge?!"
There was an uproar under the high platform.
Everything happened so fast, and Jiang Wang's blood and tears were mixed with the Pulse Opening Pill, which made Fang Pengju's Taoist veins appear for the first time, with high momentum.
The sword mixed with Jiang Wang's hatred and pain also caused Fang Pengju to fall into the dust.
"He lost to himself and to fear." Zhao Rucheng said solemnly: "If it weren't for fear, he would not have chosen to murder his third brother and seize the Pulse Opening Pill by despicable means. He knew that he had nothing else. There is a way to surpass the third brother. Once the gap widens, he will never be able to catch up."
Ling He couldn't help but sigh: "When Lao San first came to the Taoist Academy, his strength was still at the bottom, far inferior to Peng Ju. A few years later, his swordsmanship has been recognized as the best among the outer sects, and Peng Ju has always been proud. …”
Du Yehu said angrily: "After all, isn't it because of incompetence and shamelessness!?"
Boom~dang!
Jiang Wang slowly pulled out the long sword that penetrated his abdomen and threw it aside.
The bloody sword crashed to the ground, just as helpless and panicked as Fang Pengju who was vomiting blood.
The long sword hung at his side, Jiang Wang walked forward slowly.
"Help! Dean, help! I am a child of the Fang family, one of the three largest surnames in this city!"
Fang Pengju shouted in panic, how can he still have the temperament of a wealthy young man?
Dong A's face was expressionless, "Since it is a fight to the death, it will naturally go on to the death. The only one who can decide your life or death is your opponent."
"Third brother, third brother!" Fang Peng put his hands on the ground and kept retreating, "Spare me, spare me! Spare me once!"
"The Fang family is a century-old family! But there has been no mid-level cultivator for twenty years! One step is slow, one step is slow! How much time do I have to wait? I can't stop. I am carrying the ardent hope of my late father. I Can’t stop!”
He looked at Jiang Wang with tears in his eyes: "I'm telling you your pulse-opening pill, will you give it to me?"
Jiang Wang was silent.
"My uncle went to the Yun Kingdom, but he couldn't buy the Pulse Opening Pill at all. Even if he bought it, he might not give it to me. The control of the Pulse Opening Pill is becoming more and more strict, and only rewards it to the most promising outer disciples. The whole maple You are the only one in Lin Daoyuan who has achieved such feats, I have no choice, I have no choice!" Fang Pengju burst into tears.
Jiang Wang narrowed his eyes: "I actually understand you. I understand your anxiety, uneasiness, and fear. The Fang family is a big family and has given you a superior environment, but the competition is also fierce. I had known that people's desires are endless. . I also know how eager you are to prove yourself and how much you want to win glory for your father who died young. You have said it all, and I remember it. You are eager for success and obsessed with it, but I can actually understand it."
With the light of hope suddenly flashing in Fang Pengju's eyes, he continued: "But understanding does not mean forgiveness."
After saying this, Jiang Wang just walked up to Fang Pengju.
The long sword drew a clear arc in the air and penetrated his chest accurately and without any hesitation.
"If I give tolerance to hatred and jealousy, what should I use in return for love and warmth?"
"So, I died once, and you need to pay for it with your life."
Jiang Wang said slowly.
Fang Peng used his good left hand to grab the sword body, letting the blade cut his palm open, letting the sword stay in his body, so that death could be delayed a step.
He made a hoho sound with difficulty.
"I can't sleep every night after taking...your Dango. I regret...I'm sorry. But, you are safe and sound, aren't you? We are brothers. Why...why can't you forgive me...once. "
Many people under the stage had mixed emotions and couldn't bear to watch or listen to it anymore.
But Jiang Wang just looked at him calmly.
"Do you know the feeling of being betrayed? Do you know the pain and anger that burns inside your heart? I encountered it once, but I still chose to believe it, and then you brought it to me again. You made my trust look stupid, You made my experience feel like a joke. You made my pain meaningless."
The memory flows through my heart like water, so calm and soothing, but it cannot heal the deep ravine.
Is there betrayal wherever there are people?
"Have you ever been lying on a pile of straw, weak and helpless, waiting for death to come?"
"I seemed to see two shadows dangling in front of me. I knew they were black and white. I seemed to hear their breathing, slow, slow, ringing in my ears. I once vowed to defeat fate! But I know I'm about to die, but there's nothing I can do."
"If you have experienced what I have experienced, you will understand that some pain cannot be made up for. I have already died once. If I forgive you, I am not qualified to face myself."
Jiang Wang said this and slowly and resolutely drew out his sword.
The high platform slowly descended, the branches shrank, and finally the entire duel venue where Taoism extended turned into a small sapling and burrowed into the ground.
Fang Pengju lay quietly on the ground, his right hand hanging on the ground, and his left hand still held in front of him, as if he was firmly grasping the sword that took away his life. His eyes were wide open, vaguely showing pain, unwillingness, and various emotions.
But he is dead.
Ling He sighed softly, stepped forward, took off his coat, and put it on Fang Pengju's face.
Du Yehu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to curse something, but finally couldn't speak.
Zhao Rucheng remained motionless and silent.
Jiang Wang stood quietly, not looking at anyone in the venue, but looking at the endless and distant sky. It's like looking into the eyes of yourself in another time and space.
"Rest in peace." He said in his heart.
My mind went blank. The earthworm in the spine suddenly became agile, jumped up from the tail vertebra, swam smoothly for a period of time, and spit out a round, full, and beautiful Daogen.
Jiang Wang suddenly thought of a sentence in his mind - insight in worldly affairs is achieved by cultivation, and enlightenment in thoughts is the material.
