Shuichi Akita was now holding a Demon Blade in his hand.

In Dongying, the Demon Blade was not an unfamiliar term. Demon Blade, cursed sword—such terms were widely known in Dongying.

It was said that these swords carried a strong curse, and the wearers usually did not meet a good end.

The warriors of Dongying both loved and hated the Demon Blade, firstly fearing the misfortune it brought, and secondly, they highly coveted its unmatched sharpness.

The most famous blade in Dongying, named Muramasa, was one of the Demon Blades and had even become a legend in Dongying.

Shuichi Akita dared to wield a Demon Blade, not only because of his deep love for weapons but presumably also due to his confidence, believing he could suppress the curse of the Demon Blade.

Seeing Uncle Yao look at him with curiosity, Xu Fan glanced at the Demon Blade in Shuichi Akita's hand and said, "If I'm not mistaken, that blade in his hand should be called the Thirty-Six Celestial Chants, a Demon Blade."

The Thirty-Six Celestial Chants was forged by a great swordsmith in Dongying, Nakata Shiro. It was said that on the day the Thirty-Six Celestial Chants was completed, Nakata Shiro unfortunately died during a testing of the blade, killed by the very sword he had crafted.

Since then, this blade had been deemed a Demon Blade and passed through the hands of many Dongying Sword Dao masters.

This blade, thus, not only built the reputations of many Sword Dao masters but also exacted a fitting price from them.

Now, this blade had somehow ended up in the hands of Shuichi Akita, clearly showing the effort he had put into finding it.

"From what you're saying, this blade indeed has quite a history..."

Listening to Xu Fan's explanation, Uncle Yao frowned deeply.

Coming here today, he had never expected a Dongying youth to show up and provoke him so openly, hence he hadn't brought any of his collection of blades.

Having heard Xu Fan's explanation, he even began to feel that his own collection might not compare to Shuichi Akita's Thirty-Six Celestial Chants.

After all, the Thirty-Six Celestial Chants was a Demon Blade...

"Xiao Lan, niece, come over."

At this moment, Uncle Yao waved to Xiao Lan beside him and called her over.

"Do you have a way?"

Uncle Yao's question really put Xiao Lan at a loss, as she could not possibly produce a blade on such short notice...

Especially one that could match a Demon Blade...

That was simply impossible.

"Old man, how is accepting a defeat so hard for you? Is it all about saving face?"

"Are you trying to find a blade to compete with me now? But from the looks of it, it seems you can't find one?"

Seeing Uncle Yao hesitate to respond, Shuichi Akita, with a tilted smile, began to taunt him incessantly.

Uncle Yao's expression darkened, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Xu Fan silently walking towards Shuichi Akita.

"What?"

Uncle Yao was taken aback, wondering what this fellow was up to now.

He couldn't possibly be going to teach the young man a lesson; he was unarmed...

Looking perplexedly to Xiao Lan, she merely gave him a wry smile.

Heaven only knows what Xu Fan was up to...

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xu Fan casually strolled up to Shuichi Akita.

Nodding at his opponent, he said, "I am so pleased to meet a dressed person from Dongying today."

Uncurtaulkain whether Shuichi Akita understood the joke, Xu Fan pointed to the Thirty-Six Celestial Chants in his hand and asked, "May I take a look at your blade?"

"Let you look?"

Hearing Xu Fan's words, Shuichi Akita laughed scornfully and, pointing proudly at his blade, boastfully said, "The Thirty-Six Celestial Chants is a Demon Blade, can you handle it?"

"..."

Xu Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "A life worth nothing, I don't believe in those things. What, you don't plan to let me appreciate the fine blades of Dongying?"

"Hmph, I'm afraid you wouldn't recognize quality if it stared you in the face."

Despite the strong confidence displayed by the Thirty-Six Poetic Blades, Shuichi Akita didn't even bother to look up. Xu Fan, feeling very confident at the moment, decided to hand over the Thirty-Six Poetic Blades to Xu Fan.

Taking the blade from his hands, Xu Fan unsheathed it with a clink, examining it as he flicked the blade with his finger.

A clear, resonant sound echoed throughout the exhibition hall. Seeing the envious looks directed at his blade, Shuichi Akita tilted his head proudly and snorted, "How about that? Are you convinced now you've seen it?"

"Ugly and shoddy..."

Xu Fan's response, devoid of any flattery, was even more hurtful compared to Shuichi Akita's pretentious display.

"Kid, do you think you're qualified to talk to me like this?"

Shuichi Akita's face immediately darkened. After seeing his own Thirty-Six Poetic Blades sever a Tang Blade, this guy still dared to speak like that?

"Not qualified?"

Xu Fan narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to grab something from a nearby dining table.

"This?"

"No way..."

The crowd, seeing what Xu Fan now held in his hand, was immediately torn between laughter and pity.

This guy, his joke was a bit too much, wasn't it?

It was evident that Xu Fan was gripping a silver dining knife in his hand.

Clearly, his intention was to challenge Shuichi Akita's Thirty-Six Poetic Blades with this dining knife in his hand.

Using a utensil that might not even suffice to stab someone properly for a contest was indeed enough to disgust anyone.

But this guy was also incredibly naive, wasn't he?

The blade in the other's hand had just cleanly severed a finely crafted Tang Blade!

"Hahaha, damn it..."

Seeing the silver dining knife in Xu Fan's hands, Shuichi Akita could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.

He was curious. Weren't the dignitaries from Jinling supposed to come today? How did a lunatic sneak in?

"Let me tell you, old man, not all Huaxia people are as ridiculous as this guy, right? Arrogant and conceited, truly arrogant and conceited..."

"..."

Shuichi Akita's laughter echoed through the exhibition hall, and the people around couldn't help but lower their heads in embarrassment.

At Xu Fan's apparently humorous actions, they only felt ashamed for watching.

"What on earth is this guy trying to do..."

Xia Yanyu and Xiao Lan stood among the crowd, watching Xu Fan perplexedly.

From Xu Fan's current demeanor, he didn't seem to be joking. But relying solely on that dining knife, how could he compete...

While Shuichi Akita's laughter continued, Xu Fan paid no heed. At that moment, he held the dining knife in one hand and the Demon Blade in the other.

In his right eye, a gold glow that no one noticed flickered to life. The blade of the Thirty-Six Poetic Blades gradually became transparent in his hands.

Its internal structure clearly fell into his eyes.

"Hmph."

Seeming to have discovered something, Xu Fan's lips curled into a villainous smile. He tightened his grip on the dining knife and decisively brought it down towards the blade of the Thirty-Six Poetic Blades!

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