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Wei Jin had personally witnessed Zuo You in battle, venturing deep into the heart of the demon tribe’s forces on his own. He didn’t even have to draw his sword; the swirling sword qi around him was enough to destroy every enemy who dared to stand in his path.
It was only when he encountered the great demon that he had picked out as his opponent did he finally get serious, and the battle between the two had resulted in immense collateral damage.
Zuo You could hardly have cared less, considering there were only demon tribe warriors around him in a radius of dozens of kilometers at the time.
His aura and flair on the battlefield had been unmatched, and his stunning performance in that battle instantly made him the most popular and revered outsider to all of the native swordsmen of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
After the battle concluded, Zuo You had sat atop the city walls, drinking wine on his own.
Chen Qingdu had appeared beside him before remarking, “Your swordsmanship is undeniably brilliant, but that alone is not enough.”
Zuo You’s response was direct and concise. “Then that can only mean my swordsmanship is still not brilliant enough.”
After hearing his stubborn response, Chen Qingdu clasped his hands behind his back, then turned to depart as he shook his head and chuckled in amusement. “The old scholar is renowned for his pragmatism and flexibility. I have no idea how a student of his could’ve become so inflexible and stubborn.”
Zuo You didn’t bother to respond.
The reason for this was very simple: He couldn’t beat the old man in a battle.
Otherwise, he would’ve let his sword do the talking and demanded that the old man display a bit more respect when speaking...
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