In three years, Lin Binqiang had already stepped into the Condensing Truth realm, while Wang Junze had become the laughingstock in everyone's eyes.
No one expected that three years later, the two would suddenly meet here, and… as soon as they met, Lin Binqiang started mocking right away.
"Third Brother Lin, it's been a long time." Wang Junze narrowed his eyes slightly and replied calmly, "I heard you also wanted to join Cloud Mirror Sect. Why are you still in Jubei City?"
When Xin joined Cloud Mirror Sect, Lin Binqiang actually went as well. Unfortunately, he was rejected by Cloud Mirror Sect! Opening twenty-one meridians would already be considered impressive for an ordinary person, but it still wasn't enough to become a True Disciple of Cloud Mirror Sect. With Lin Binqiang's status, he was naturally unwilling to settle as an Outer Disciple, so he simply returned. Lin Binqiang had always considered this a great humiliation.
Now that Wang Junze brought it up on purpose, it was clearly a counterattack against the ridicule.
"That's still a lot better than someone like you, born with an Innate Wasted Vein!" Lin Binqiang sneered, shedding all pretense, and mocked, "What is a loser like you doing at Spirit Treasure Pavilion? This is a place for Martial Artists. Do you even belong here?"
"No need for your concern, Third Brother Lin. Xin brought me a Meridian Opening Pill — I've already succeeded in Opening Veins." Wang Junze said intentionally, his heart stirring slightly.
It was impossible to keep his Opening Veins secret, so he might as well use this opportunity to mention the Meridian Opening Pill. Outsiders wouldn't know how many veins he opened anyway. With this reason, it would be enough to brush them off.
"A Meridian Opening Pill? That girl Xin sure doesn't hold back." Jealousy flashed in Lin Binqiang's eyes, then he sneered, "But giving a Meridian Opening Pill to a loser like you—it's such a waste. How many veins did you open? One or two? Oh, wait, our Young Master Wang is a genius, maybe you opened nine veins, hahahahaha!"
"However many veins I opened has nothing to do with you." Wang Junze replied flatly, "If you have nothing else, get out of the way and don't hinder me from buying a sword."
"Wang Junze, do you dare have a match with me?" Lin Binqiang said coldly, staring at him.
"A match?" Wang Junze glanced at Lin Binqiang in mockery. "You're at Condensing Truth, I've just Opened Veins. And you want to fight me? You're really shameless."
"No True Qi, just Sword Dao!" Lin Binqiang spoke again. "Weren't they all calling you a Sword Path Genius three years ago? Now, let's have a sword match. Do you dare?"
A sword match?!
Wang Junze was slightly taken aback, somewhat surprised.
Back then, Lin Binqiang already envied him. Now, wanting to humiliate him through the Sword Dao was nothing unexpected. However… to force him into a sword match here at Spirit Treasure Pavilion, in front of so many people, the motive was certainly not that simple, right?
Profound Moon Sword Sect!
All of a sudden, that name surfaced in Wang Junze's mind.
The Saintess of Profound Moon Sword Sect was about to come to Jubei City. Right now, countless people from the entire Northern Domain had flocked to Jubei City for this opportunity. But with so many people, who would the Saintess of Profound Moon Sword Sect meet?
Even though the Lin Family was the number one clan of Jubei City, in the eyes of Profound Moon Sword Sect, it meant nothing at all!
Unless Lin Binqiang could become famous in Jubei City—for instance… gaining fame as a Sword Path Genius?!
If so, relying on that reputation and his identity as a young master of the Lin Family, he might actually secure a chance to meet the Saintess of Profound Moon.
Though he was now burdened with an Innate Wasted Vein, three years ago he did indeed have the name of a Sword Dao genius. If Lin Binqiang could defeat him in swordsmanship, it would bring some reputation indeed.
"Why should I agree to you?"
Thoughts flashing rapidly, Wang Junze still refused blandly.
"A Rare Treasure Sword!" Lin Binqiang spoke again. "Aren't you here to buy a sword? If you can beat me, I'll give you a Rare Treasure Sword. If you lose, it's nothing—you just need to admit in front of everyone that you are a loser and that your Sword Dao is far inferior to mine. So, how about it?"
So that's what he's after!
Wang Junze understood the other party's intentions instantly, mocking inwardly.
Having this battle in front of Spirit Treasure Pavilion would definitely draw the attention of many Martial Artists. After all, anyone who could come here was probably a Martial Artist. For someone seeking fame, this would be the perfect opportunity.
To step on his reputation using a Rare Treasure Sword as bait, and seize the title of Sword Dao genius—what a clever calculation.
Moreover, Lin Binqiang probably never considered that he would lose. The so-called Rare Treasure Sword was a reward he'd never have to deliver, but it could attract more attention from the crowd.
Even if he refused, Lin Binqiang could still use the opportunity to attack him, mocking this so-called former Sword Path Genius for lacking even the courage to face the challenge. It would still be a win-win.
But… what makes you so sure you'll definitely beat me?!
At the thought, Wang Junze let out an inward sneer.
For him, wasn't this also an opportunity?!
Since Lin Binqiang wanted to step on him to rise, why couldn't he turn the tables and step on Lin Binqiang to reclaim the title of Sword Path Genius?