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He reached out and ruffled his daughter's hair, just like he did when she was little. "No need to explain. You can handle your own affairs with him. Dad won't interfere. As long as you like it."

"Dad, thank you." Dongfang Huaizhu's eyes were filled with tears and he threw himself into his father's arms.

The eldest daughter of Shenhuoshan Villa was hugging her father tightly like a child.

Dongfang Guyue gently patted his daughter's back, his voice choked with sobs: "Dad should thank you. You have suffered so much over the years, handling the affairs of Shenhuoshan Villa alone..."

Ever since Jin Renfeng was deposed, the burden of the entire Shenhuoshan Villa fell on Dongfang Huaizhu's shoulders.

Although Dongfang Gu Yue's health has improved a little, his old injuries from many years ago prevent him from overworking.

Looking at his daughter's increasingly thin face, he, as a father, felt filled with guilt.

The father and daughter hugged each other for a long time before Dongfang Huaizhu reluctantly let go.

She wiped away her tears, turned and left the room, and began to pack her luggage to go to Wudi City.

"Sister! Are you going to Wudi City? I want to go too!" Dongfang Qinlan popped out from nowhere, blinking her big eyes and grabbing her sister's sleeve.

Dongfang Huaizhu smiled helplessly and pinched her sister's cheek: "Okay, I'll take you there! But you have to promise me that you won't run around when you get there."

"I got it!" Dongfang Qinlan cheered and ran away to pack her small bag.

Dongfang Gu Yue stood in front of the window, looking at the busy figures of his two daughters, his gaze gradually drifting into the distance.

"Brother Li, did you see that?" he whispered to himself, as if he was talking to an invisible old friend.

"More and more young people are daring to challenge Wang Xianzhi..."

A look of nostalgia emerged in Dongfang Gu Yue's eyes. Those days of drinking and chatting with old friends seemed like just yesterday.

"More and more talented young people are emerging. You haven't been disappointed. It's just a pity that you won't be able to see them anymore... and we can't drink and chat together anymore...!"

A tear silently slid across the resolute face of the owner of Shenhuoshan Villa, fell on the windowsill, and was quickly evaporated by the setting sun.

......

Half a month later, in the Wudi City of the East China Sea.

The sea, which was calm in the past, is now turbulent, as if foreshadowing the arrival of a shocking showdown.

The city walls, the beach, and even the cliffs in the distance were all crowded with monks who came to watch the battle.

The members of the Masked Group rushed around, spreading the news of this confrontation throughout the entire circle.

"Have you heard? The eldest son of the Wang Quan family is coming to challenge Emperor Wu!"

"After so many years, someone finally dares to challenge Wang Xianzhi!"

"I wonder if this heir of the Wang Quan family can recreate the splendor of the Heaven and Earth Sword..."

Discussions arose one after another, and everyone's eyes were focused on the high platform in the center of Wudi City.

Wang Xianzhi was still dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, his white hair fluttering in the sea breeze, like a statue.

Suddenly, a golden light streaked across the sky, accompanied by the clear sound of a sword.

The sound arrives before the person arrives.

The voice of the king's hegemony spread clearly throughout the Wudi City.

“Wang Xianzhi, Wang Quanbaye of the Wang Quan family is here to ask for the sword!”

Chapter 188 Wang Quan asks Wu Dicheng again!

Dark clouds loomed over the East China Sea. The walls of Wudi City stood unmoved in the sea breeze, as if they had stood there for millennia.

Wang Xianzhi stood in the center of the platform, his white hair fluttering in the sea breeze, his eyes gazing into the distance with a sharp gaze.

There, a golden sword light was breaking through the air.

"Have you thought it through?" Wang Xianzhi's voice was soft, but it echoed clearly throughout Wudi City. "If you challenge me, be prepared to fail!"

The sword flashed to the ground, and Wang Quan Baiye held the sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the ground. His robes rustled in the sea breeze, and his eyes burned with an unyielding fighting spirit.

"Since I dare to come, I must be prepared." Wang Quan Baiye held his head high and chest puffed out, his voice sonorous and powerful.

"Today, I will come to meet you, the second best in the world!"

......

"Sister, hurry up, it's about to start!" Dongfang Qinlan was like a happy little deer, running through the crowd.

She looked back from time to time and waved to her sister who was lagging behind.

Dongfang Huaizhu followed slowly behind, his fingers unconsciously twisting the corners of his clothes.

After working day and night for half a month, I finally caught up with this showdown.

Her gaze passed through the crowded crowd and fell on the familiar figure on the podium, and a trace of unconcealable worry flashed in her eyes.

The two of them finally squeezed to the front and happened to see the confrontation between Wang Quan Baiye and Wang Xianzhi.

"The boss finally challenges Wang Xianzhi again, but I didn't expect it to be so soon!" Not far away, Li Quzhuo shook his head with a complicated tone.

Behind him, the members of the masked group had different expressions.

Yang Yitan's third eye opened slightly, Qing Muyuan held the jade ruyi tightly, and Mu Shenqi crossed his arms with a frown.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that big brother would challenge Wang Xianzhi just after the five-year agreement ended. I don't know if big brother is confident..." Qing Muyuan said softly, her voice full of worry.

Everyone was silent.

They all knew Wang Xianzhi's strength, that he was at the top of the world.

Even if Wang Quanheye is gifted with talent, it would be difficult for him to overcome that natural barrier in just five years.

......

On the high platform, Wang Xianzhi stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering. "I have been in charge of Wudi City for many years, and countless people have challenged me during that time, including many talented young men like you!"

His gaze was as calm as a still pond. "But their outcomes were all the same: they were defeated by me!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan Baiye not only did not retreat, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became even stronger.

He slowly raised the royal sword, and the sword blade gleamed brightly in the sunlight.

"Then I will be the first one to defeat you!"

Before he finished speaking, the sword of royal power was suddenly unsheathed.

"A sword of heaven and earth!"

In an instant, the situation changed drastically.

A dazzling sword light shot up into the sky, as if to split the sky and the earth in two.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp scream.

Facing this shocking sword, Wang Xianzhi simply raised his right hand lightly.

His movements seemed slow, but he was able to hold the sword tip with two fingers just in time when the sword light was about to hit him.

"Zheng——"

A crisp sound of metal collision was heard, and the sword energy that was powerful enough to split mountains and break peaks was easily resolved by Wang Xianzhi.

His expression didn't change at all, and even the corner of his clothes wasn't lifted by the sword energy.

Wang Quan Baiye’s pupils shrank slightly.

He didn't expect that the Heaven and Earth Sword, which he was so proud of, would be so vulnerable in front of Wang Xianzhi.

But he was not discouraged, instead he became more focused.

The next moment, he flashed and the thirteen sword techniques of the Wang Quan family were performed like flowing water.

The sword light is like rain, and the sword energy is like a rainbow.

Every sword strike of Wang Quan Bai Ye contains his understanding of the way of the sword, and every move embodies his five years of hard training.

"The thirteen sword techniques of the Wang Quan family are indeed mysterious." Wang Xianzhi released his fingers and spoke calmly.

"But if that's all you've got, then this farce can end now."

The thirteen sword techniques of the Wang Quan family are indeed amazing.

However, Wang Xianzhi was like an insurmountable mountain. No matter how he attacked, he could easily resolve it.

"It's over. I didn't expect that there would be such a huge gap in big brother's swordsmanship when facing Wang Xianzhi..." Yang Yitan's heavenly eyes flashed with golden light, and he could see every detail of the scene clearly.

Not only him, but all the spectators held their breath.

Wang Quanbaiye's swordsmanship was already top-notch in the world, but in front of Wang Xianzhi, it was like child's play.

In the field, beads of sweat were already oozing out of Wang Quan Baiye's forehead.

He could clearly feel that every move and every posture of his seemed to be completely seen through by the opponent.

Wang Xianzhi was like a piece of slippery stone. No matter how he attacked, the opponent could always dodge it easily.

"How could it be..." Wang Quan Baiye was shocked, but the sword in his hand never stopped.

He integrated the Tai Chi sword spirit into Wang Quan's sword technique, making the sword moves more rounded, but he still couldn't shake Wang Xianzhi in the slightest.

Finally, after a fierce confrontation, Wang Quan Baiye suddenly put away his sword and leaped back several feet.

He knelt on one knee, breathing heavily, and the royal sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the platform, making a slight "papping" sound.

Wang Quan Baiye raised his head and stared at the snow-white-haired figure opposite him.

Wang Xianzhi still stood there, without moving a single step.

He looked at Wang Quanbaye calmly, with neither contempt nor admiration in his eyes, as if he was looking at an ordinary challenger.

"Do you want to continue?" Wang Xianzhi asked lightly.

Wang Quan Baiye gritted his teeth and slowly stood up.

His arms were shaking slightly, but his grip on the sword was incredibly firm.

He knew how big the gap was between him and Wang Xianzhi, but he could not and did not want to retreat.

"Of course." Wang Quan Baiye took a deep breath and held the Wang Quan Sword across his chest.

"This is just the beginning!"

Below the stage, Dongfang Huaizhu's heart ached.

She saw Wang Quanbaiye's trembling arms, the sweat on his forehead, and the unyielding light in his eyes.

Her fingers unconsciously touched her chest and she prayed silently in her heart.

Dongfang Qinlan looked up at her sister and whispered, "Sister, that Wang Xianzhi is so strong! That Wang Quan Baiye looks like he's about to lose!"

Dongfang Huaizhu did not answer. Her eyes never left the stubborn figure on the platform, and were filled with complicated emotions.

She understood it, but she always believed in the other person in her heart.

She believed that this man, who would always be the best swordsman in the world in her heart, could definitely create miracles.

At least the other party won't give up because of this.

……

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Royal family.

At this time, Butler Fei was guarding Wang Quan Shouzhuo.

The old man on the bed was like an oil lamp that was about to burn out, and his pale skin was clearly visible.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo slightly opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Butler Fei who was standing quietly beside the bed.

His voice seemed to come from far away, with the unique breath of a dying person.

"Xiaofei, has Ye'er already gone to challenge Wang Xianzhi?"

Chapter 189: The Sword of Kingship? I have it! Of course I have it!

The sky above Wudi City was covered with dark clouds, and the sea breeze blew in with a salty and humid smell.