Chapter 340 Why Aren’t You a Nine-leaf?
Chapter 340 Why Aren’t You a Nine-leaf?
Yu Shangrong had never seen his master bow to anyone, ever. All these years, his master had been an existence that was lofty and looked down on all other lifeforms from above…Why was his master saying such words? His master’s words genuinely startled him. He immediately fell to one knee and rested his fists on the ground. His eyes were fixed on the ground as well. Although he felt much pride having his master salute him, he did not think he could take it.
Lu Zhou did not move. He looked at Yu Shangrong, who had fallen to one knee, as he stroked his beard and said, "Sometimes, unneeded pride will only hurt you."
"It’s in a sword’s nature to be cold and arrogant," Yu Shangrong replied. His eyes were still trained on the ground.
"Overconfidence is no different from being conceited, and conceit will blind you. Do you really think your sword skills are peerless?" Lu Zhou asked tonelessly.
"I don’t dare claim that," Yu Shangrong replied in a low voice.
"No, you do." Lu Zhou raised his voice.
When Lu Zhou raised his voice, they felt their hearts tightened. They did not even dare to breathe heavily. They were wondering how this great villain would discipline this disciple. They were curious about how he was going to discipline this genius swordsman.
"I dare not," Yu Shangrong said in a low voice again.
"Stand up and speak."
Yu Shangrong was slightly stunned. Based on his master’s previous temper, he should have been heavily punished. Why did his master suddenly change? He suddenly remembered what his Seventh Junior Brother said. There were 100 questions in his mind at this moment. He slowly rose to his feet.
Lu Zhou said, "Bring your sword here." He did not wish to use Unnamed. He kept his right hand raised and waited for the sword.
The others exchanged glances. Zhou Jifeng was the only elite here who used a sword. If he did not even have a small amount of tact, he would have spent his time here in vain. He quickly drew his sword and placed it in Lu Zhou’s hand.
Lu Zhou raised the sword. The sunlight glinted off the blade.
"Since you call me your master, I want to see how much my disciple has improved."
Yu Shangrong had a frightened expression on his face. He did not dare to unsheathe his Longevity Sword.
When Lu Zhou saw Yu Shangrong remained motionless, he cried out before he thrust the sword forward. He did not use his Primal Qi. His sword moved nimbly like a dancing dragon. Perhaps, it was due to the sword’s poor material, it seemed a bit brittle when Lu Zhou wielded it. However, it did not detract one from seeing how complicated and unpredictable his movements were.
Yu Shangrong’s expression grew darker. He could underestimate everyone but not his master. He had instantly recognized his master’s move. It was a skill from the Guiyuan Sword Technique, the technique he was most skilled in.
Retreat! Quickly retreat!
He reached for his Longevity Sword and swung it.
There was only one possible outcome from the clash between a heaven-grade weapon and a lesser weapon.
Swoosh!
Lu Zhou’s sword vibrated vertically and dodged the Longevity Sword at a peculiar angle. He loosened his grip. "Charge!" He sent the sword flying
Bam!
It was pinned onto the wall behind Yu Shangrong, barely half an inch from his neck. One move. His master had only used one move to defeat him.