My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 716 - 440 The Fastest Sword in the World and Two Human Clan Sword Emperors_2

He glared at Zhao Rong, "You’re clearly talking nonsense."

Zhao Rong, however, was focused on something else, frowning as he said, "Have you seen it?"

At this moment, Lingfei Zhao gently explained from the side, "The first time I entered the pavilion, I let Senior Zhao take a look at ’Green Plum,’ and the second time I entered the pavilion... which is this meal we’re having, Senior Zhao said it’s like taking a glance at ’Childhood Playmate.’ My husband, although Senior Zhao speaks and acts without reservation, he means no harm, for he... is also a senior brother of my mentor, so please don’t worry."

Zhao Rong’s brows relaxed a little.

Zhao Xifu folded his arms across his chest and interjected with a click of his tongue in amazement:

"It’s not that I haven’t seen Class A swords, but this pitiable Class A sword of Zhao’s lass, tsk tsk, it’s so wretchedly pitiable, I’ve truly never seen one like this before. It’s not the same as a Class A sword shattered by enemies, the sword embryo still exists, and the spirit remains, yet it ’remains intact’ after such repeated setbacks, ah, until it can fall no further... Truly rare to see, the scene is profoundly mysterious..."

Afterward, he spoke some words that Zhao Rong and the others couldn’t understand, seemingly related to some profound principles about Class A swords.

The people sitting at the table looked at each other, listening with baffled expressions.

Zhao Rong suddenly understood, listening to Fan Yushu say that there were many rules about eating in the Summer Insect Pavilion, and now, Zhao Xifu had allowed Qing Jun to enter the pavilion to cook in person, which turned out to be under the condition of viewing swords... He sighed softly.

After Zhao Xifu finished speaking, Lingfei Zhao’s expression remained calm; she leaned her body slightly and gently nestled on her husband’s shoulder, with a light smile and soft call, "Senior Zhao." She shook her head.

The shopkeeper eyed this composed lady from Taiching’s Tranquility Mansion, the pride of the skies, and stopped his rambling, though he still muttered, "Is it truly worth it," "Huh, as if it’s worth a damn for this kid..."

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and then nodded, "Mhm, my wife’s ’Childhood Playmate’ is now the fastest sword in the world. There is no... sword faster than it."

Zhao Xifu scoffed, "Bullshit. With that state it’s in, it’s probably only slightly faster than a turtle, and I don’t know why the girl still meticulously nourishes it. Wouldn’t it be better to properly cultivate ’Green Plum’? Not to mention it’s a waste of effort..."

"Little Zhao! You still talk." The man couldn’t help his sharp tongue and got his speech cut off by an icy glare, shrinking back.

Zhao Rong shook his head, "Fast as a turtle? That’s enough; it is indeed the fastest sword in the world, and no other gifted Sword Cultivators’ swords can match up to my family’s ’Childhood Playmate."

He laughed, and beside him, Lingfei Zhao was taken aback, turning her head to look at her husband’s side profile, smiling somewhat happily.

Zhao Xifu felt that Zhao Rong was trying to insult his intelligence, waving his hand impatiently, "In your dreams, right? Enough is enough, you’re just relying on the fact that these swords can’t compete face to face, refusing to admit it, playing dumb with me. But make your story a bit more believable, your ’Childhood Playmate’ probably isn’t even as fast as my family’s Ice Maiden."

In fact, there seemed to be one... Zhao Rong thought to himself.

Zhao Rong smiled and asked, "Then, Shopkeeper Zhao, which sword do you think was the fastest at the time? Shall we compare?"

Zhao Xifu crossed his arms, eyeing Zhao Rong from an angle:

"Huh, let’s just take the most recent one for example, the chestnut owned by that lass from the southern sect of the Taia Sword Pavilion... "

Zhao Rong interrupted, correcting him, "The most recent is my family’s ’Childhood Playmate.’" His serious demeanor was highly irritating.

Zhao Xifu grew angry and waved his hand, "Forget it, damn it, what’s the point of arguing? It’s pure nonsense. Let your family’s ’Childhood Playmate’ run ten more steps, a hundred steps, a thousand steps, they will still be overtaken by the chestnut in no time... I’m not fooling around with you anymore, give me back my wine."

Zhao Rong pondered for a moment and shook his head, "It won’t happen, the chestnut will definitely not catch up to ’Childhood Playmate.’"

"Bullshit!"

"Whether it’s bullshit or not, we’ll find out if we compare. Let’s do this, as Shopkeeper said, let’s have the chestnut give ’Childhood Playmate’ a hundred-step head start. We’ll have a race to test their speed."

Zhao Rong paused, then said with a smile,

"Clearly, the chestnut will never be able to overtake ’Childhood Playmate,’ not just now or soon, but even after one day, two days, three days, and countless days to come, the chestnut will never catch up and can only honestly follow behind ’Childhood Playmate’ and eat dust."

His tone was certain.

Everyone was astonished; even the demure Li Xueyou couldn’t help but lift her head, looking curiously and puzzledly at the young Confucian Scholar speaking so assertively.

This shy girl placed one hand in her sleeve, pressing down on the small purse her sister had given her.

The embroidered purse under her slender hand bulged, as if it could burst open at any moment.

A certain sword that had crossed Yizhou to arrive at this corner of the world seemed eager to immediately break free from its young owner’s anxious restraint, leap out, and stab the young Confucian Scholar who dared to provoke and look down upon ’swords,’ drawing a hundred circles around his head...

Zhao Rong was unaware that he was playing with fire; even if he had been, he would have merely laughed it off.

At the moment, he appeared puzzled, shrugging as he looked at the unconvinced Zhao Xifu and the curious crowd, "Isn’t this obvious, how could it be caught up with? Don’t you all know?"

Zhao Rong spoke directly:

"The chestnut lets ’Childhood Playmate’ take a hundred-step lead, then starts chasing after ’Childhood Playmate.’ The moment the chestnut reaches a hundred steps, ’Childhood Playmate’ would have definitely moved forward in that time the chestnut ran, say another ten steps. At this moment, the chestnut is a hundred steps from the starting point, while ’Childhood Playmate’ is a hundred and ten steps from it.

"Next, for the chestnut to catch up to ’Childhood Playmate,’ it needs to continue moving forward, running another ten steps. But in the time it takes to run those ten steps, ’Childhood Playmate’ would have definitely advanced further, say another step, still staying ahead of the chestnut.

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