Chapter 84 Defeat the Gun King
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The fine steel sword in Shangguan Jiannan's hand was like a cold python, drawing cold tracks in the air. Every swing was accompanied by the sound of twisting and bursting of the air, as if even the space was trembling under his sword.
As the sword flashed, the air seemed to be ignited, and the sound of explosions came one after another, shocking everyone.
Immediately afterwards, an irresistible force suddenly hit Zhang Leqing, who staggered and retreated repeatedly. Each step was deeply embedded in the ground, leaving behind shocking footprints.
The pear blossom spear in his hand actually lost control under this force, spun and flew into the distance, and finally fell powerlessly into the dust.
At this moment, Zhang Leqing's face turned red and his eyes were full of disbelief.
The disciples watching all around were also dumbfounded, with discussions rising one after another, surging like a tide.
"This...how is this possible?"
"Shangguan Jiannan, he actually...won completely!"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Leqing's disheveled figure, and they were talking and marveling at him.
Zhang Leqing himself had a gloomy face, like the sky before a storm, depressing and heavy.
Shangguan Jiannan stood firmly on his feet, took a deep breath, and his sharp eyes penetrated the crowd and finally fell on Zhang Leqing.
After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, his voice was soft but full of unquestionable power: "You lose."
As soon as these words came out, the heavy burden that had been weighing on Shangguan Jiannan's heart for a long time seemed to be lifted instantly, and an indescribable sense of relief and joy surged into his heart.
He knew very well that this battle was not only a proof of his personal strength, but also a milestone for him to enter the top ten of the inner door elite list.
"I, Shangguan Jiannan, finally did it."
He thought to himself, thinking back on the hardships and challenges of the past two months, those days of sweat and tears seemed like just yesterday.
With his perseverance and persistence, he stood out from many disciples, came from the west with his sword, and became famous throughout the world.
As the joy of victory gradually faded, Shangguan Jiannan's gaze fell on Zhang Leqing again.
At this time, Zhang Leqing had completely lost his previous sharpness and confidence, and was replaced by a deep frustration and decadence.
His eyes were empty and confused, as if he had lost all direction.
As a result, the atmosphere in the venue reached an unprecedented climax.
Shangguan Jiannan's victory was like a bright star that illuminated the entire martial arts field, attracting the admiration and envy of countless people.
However, he did not become complacent because of this, but became more humble and restrained.
He knew very well that the road to becoming a truly powerful person had just begun.
After a brief celebration, Shangguan Jiannan quickly collected his thoughts and scanned the crowd for several familiar faces.
They were his friends, his comrades-in-arms, his supporters... Their presence made him feel unprecedented warmth and strength.
He knew that no matter what difficulties and challenges he encountered in the days to come, they would always be his strongest support.
A warm smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of Shangguan Jiannan's mouth. For him, this battle was undoubtedly an important milestone in his career.
His close friends stood around him, and seeing him receive such glory, they were all excited and their joy was beyond words.
Entering the magnificent hall, the maids and the calm steward Li followed closely behind. Then, Shangguan Jiannan's close friends, Jiang Feng, Jiang Ruyue and others came in one after another. Their arrival added a bit of liveliness to the feast.
Afterwards, Lu Jing and Li Canghai arrived together. The three of them had a deep friendship because of their experience in passing the inner disciple assessment, which went without saying.
At the banquet, there were clinking glasses and laughter one after another, like a harmonious piece of music.
Li Canghai raised his glass to greet Shangguan Jiannan, his eyes sparkling with envy and admiration: "Brother Jiannan, you are truly outstanding. You are the first to rank among the top ten. You are truly a role model for us."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on Shangguan Jiannan, and he chuckled modestly and said, "It's just luck."
When these words were spoken, instead of feeling hypocritical, everyone was infected by his humility, their laughter became louder, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.
However, just as the party was in full swing, Manager Li hurried over with a letter of challenge in his hand, and whispered in Shangguan Jiannan's ear: "Young Master, Qin Lang, the twelfth ranked Lihuo Sword, has sent a letter of challenge. What do you think we should do?" As soon as these words came out, the originally jubilant atmosphere became slightly subtle. Shangguan Jiannan's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, waved his hand, and decided: "Accept it, and fight another day."
Manager Li took the order and left. The banquet continued until late at night when the crowd gradually dispersed.
The moonlight is bright, pouring down like a trickle of water. The night is deep, the full moon hangs high in the sky, dotted with stars, and everything is silent.
In the training room, Shangguan Jiannan stood alone, a long sigh broke the silence and then dissipated into nothingness.
He knew very well that there was only one month left before the end of the inner college ranking competition, which was both an opportunity and a challenge.
Although the new strong men are showing their potential, they are still immature. In this turbulent inner courtyard, the ranking between 30th and 50th is particularly delicate, and one may fall to the bottom if he is not careful.