Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Chapter 138: Chapter 59: One Move Determines the Winner!_2

Xiao Peng understood that brandishing weapons to determine superiority was his only chance.

At this moment.

Xiao Peng heard Jiang Ning’s voice at the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall.

He immediately opened his eyes, retreating from his meditative state.

“Jiang Ning, you’ve finally come!” he muttered.

The next moment.

As soon as Jiang Ning stepped into the front yard of the Martial Arts Hall, he immediately felt a strong gaze fixated on him.

“It’s him, Xiao Peng!” Jiang Ning whispered to himself upon seeing the man.

Xiao Peng’s eyes blazed like twin flames, fiercely exuding a fighting spirit.

“Jiang Ning! Fight with me!” Xiao Peng declared, his voice not loud, yet resonant.

Within the Martial Arts Hall, his voice instantly reached everyone’s ears.

They all stopped what they were doing.

“Is it finally happening?” someone said excitedly to themselves.

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“We are about to witness a good show! Xiao Peng won’t just hand over this opportunity to Jiang Ning!”

“Who do you think will come out on top?”

“I still hold my previous view, it’s definitely Brother Xiao Peng, since Brother Jiang Ning hasn’t been studying martial arts for long.”

“That’s true, I think the same.”

…

In the meantime, everyone whispered among themselves and quickly gathered in the direction of the two men.

At the same time.

Hearing Xiao Peng’s words, Jiang Ning also slowly nodded.

“Very well! Let it be as you wish!”

Hearing Jiang Ning’s response, Xiao Peng tightened his grip on the long saber he was holding.

Then he spoke, “Jiang Ning, since you also carry a long saber, let us determine the winner with our sabers today.”

“No problem!” Jiang Ning nodded once more in agreement.

Just then.

Li Qing walked out from a nearby yard.

“Blades are blind, you two want to fight with swords to determine superiority, so wait a moment, I will call Master Wang.”

“With Master Wang present, should an accident occur, he could at least intervene to prevent fratricide among disciples.”

“Okay!” Both men nodded in agreement.

…

Martial Arts Hall main hall.

Li Qing hurried in.

“What’s the rush?” Wang Jin asked as he saw Li Qing’s pace.

Li Qing approached and whispered in Wang Jin’s ear about what was happening outside.

A few moments later.

Wang Jin stood up and declared, “Ladies and gentlemen, today my two disciples, Jiang Ning and Xiao Peng, need to determine who among them is superior, and the winner will become my direct disciple. Now, they are preparing to spar with sabers in the front courtyard. As their master, I need to be there to prevent any mishaps of fratricide.”

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuan, the head of the Royal Capital Martial Arts Hall, promptly said, “Brother Wang’s two talented disciples are sparring; that I’m interested in, Brother Wang, may I join you?”

Lin Qingyi also said, “I’m interested too.”

Green Snake Gang leader, Shi Xiaoyuan, added, “Since one of them is Jiang Ning, I am very interested!”

Everyone understood Shi Xiaoyuan’s implication clearly.

The death of the Green Snake Gang’s deputy leader, Hong Chengtao, at the hands of Jiang Ning in Luoshui County, was no secret among the upper echelons.

The news had widely spread.

A rising talent who had managed to kill a long-time, fairly skilled rogue was naturally going to attract attention from various power circles.

Following these three people’s remarks, others also expressed that they had nothing else to do and might as well join in the fun.

Wang Jin looked around at the dozen or so people and then smiled.

“Since that’s the case, let’s all go together!”

…

Martial Arts Hall front courtyard.

In just a short while, all the disciples had gathered there.

Zhou Xing, Zhao Hu, and Zhang Tiesheng had also appeared.

“As expected, I’m a bit late!” Jiang Ning thought to himself, “But fortunately, it’s not too late.”

Among the crowd, Zhou Xing watched the two with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, his lips perpetually curled in a way that gave a spring-like feeling.

“Master Wang is here!” he caught sight of the hall and announced.

This comment elicited their attention,

Everyone’s gaze turned towards the hall, and then the whole place suddenly became extremely quiet.

Because today, many important figures were gathered here.

Seeing those big shots, whom they normally only heard of but never saw, they naturally became cautious and dared not make too much noise.

On the other side,

Lin Jiaer looked at Jiang Ning, who was dressed in black and holding a long saber.

She leaned over to Lin Qingyi’s ear, “Is that the Jiang Ning Auntie mentioned?”

While speaking, she pointed towards Jiang Ning with her slender, jade-like finger.

Lin Qingyi nodded slightly and used the Sound Transmission into Secret Skill to speak, “How is it? Auntie’s judgment isn’t bad, right? This lad is quite handsome, isn’t he?”

Lin Jiaer nodded slightly and then leaned over to Lin Qingyi’s ear again.

“He is indeed handsome, with an extraordinary appearance. I have scarcely seen a few in the Martial Arts Garden who could rival him in looks. Moreover, there’s a confidence in his brow that shows he has strong backing.”

Upon hearing Lin Jiaer’s words, Lin Qingyi couldn’t help but smile.

“So is Jiaer satisfied with him?”

Upon hearing this, a hesitation flashed across Lin Jiaer’s face, and suddenly the image of another man flashed through her mind.

Then she whispered, “Auntie, do you know how old this man is now, and what rank he’s at in the Martial Arts ranks?”

Lin Qingyi answered, “Jiang Ning should be almost nineteen years old, and as for his Martial Arts rank, he entered the Ninth Grade a month ago.”

Nineteen?

Just entered Ninth Grade?

Hearing this information, a flash of disdain appeared in Lin Jiaer’s eyes.

Then she leaned over to Qingyi and sweetly said, “Indeed, he’s not bad. Born in such a poor county, reaching this stage at his age is already quite commendable. No wonder Auntie holds him in such high regard.”

On the other side,

Wang Jin came before the two, Jiang Ning and Xiao Peng.

“This battle will determine who I will accept today as my direct disciple. Do you both understand?”

“Understood!” Xiao Peng nodded, his gaze burning with fervor as he stared at Jiang Ning.

“Understood!” Jiang Ning also nodded.

“Good!” Wang Jin nodded, “In that case, make your moves! Finish sooner and start earlier, as almost everyone has arrived.”

While speaking, Wang Jin also stepped back a few paces, clearing enough space and area for the two.

At the same time, he was also pinching a small pebble between his fingers.

This item was what he would later use to prevent the two disciples from harming each other.

With his current strength and techniques,

Such a small pebble could easily unleash a powerful impact,

Able to send the long sabers flying with one strike.

With such a technique, one could naturally prevent a bloody disaster.

After Wang Jin cleared the area, Xiao Peng bowed with his saber.

“Jiang Ning, I will give it my all in this battle to become Master Wang’s direct disciple. It has always been my goal, my pursuit.”

Jiang Ning bowed with his saber in return,

“I will too!”

Swish—

Both slowly drew their long sabers, the air around them grew tense.

At this moment,

The watching disciples held their breath, their gaze fixated on the center of the area.

On the other side,

Master Wang, standing by Wang Jin, nodded slightly, “Your two disciples are both quite remarkable, both possessing dignified air, both are material to be molded.”

The next moment,

Master Wang’s eyes suddenly widened, a hint of surprise flashing through them as he looked forward.

Wang Jin reacted similarly, his expression slightly stunned.

Just like everyone else, they all exhibited surprise, astonishment… and other emotions,

Because the battle in the arena had already concluded.

The long saber drawn by Jiang Ning was now against Xiao Peng’s neck, at the tip of the blade, a bright red bead of blood was slowly forming.

This droplet of blood was from Xiao Peng’s neck.

This scene also signified that the victory and defeat between them had been decided.

Xiao Peng had lost.

For at this moment, if Jiang Ning simply pushed his saber forward by an inch, Xiao Peng would fall, dead on the spot—there would be no other possibility.

“What a fast saber!!!” Xiao Peng murmured.