Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques-Chapter 1111 - 338: Kunwu Realm Swordsmen! Lu Changsheng Barehanded Breaks Sword Qi! Astonishing!

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Lu Changsheng nodded, then left the Prefecture Government.

Soon, Lu Changsheng returned to Zhao Shuwen's ancestral home.

He sought out Zhao Shuwen.

"In a few days, I need to go to the State City for a while, and my return date is uncertain."

"I might not make it back in time for your wedding."

"But if I can return early, Brother Lu will certainly come back as soon as possible."

Lu Changsheng said to Zhao Shuwen.

Zhao Shuwen nodded, as Lu Changsheng had already helped him a lot.

Checking the time, it was about a month until his and Miss Qin's wedding day.

He still hoped Lu Changsheng could be present.

"Mr. Lu, I will strive to further translate the patterns. I have made some progress, but it might require more time."

Zhao Shuwen said apologetically.

He knew his worth lay in translating those sacred texts or patterns.

Thus, during this period, he hadn't been lazy.

Instead, he diligently translated the patterns.

But those patterns were extremely mysterious.

To completely translate them would be a monumental task, impossible to complete in a short time.

"Don't rush this matter, just let nature take its course."

"The reason you can't translate it now is due to a lack of material."

"Once Brother Lu finishes the task for Lord Fu Zun, I can borrow some ancient texts on sacred writings from the yamen, which might aid in your translation of the patterns."

Zhao Shuwen was delighted.

The yamen's collection was quite extensive.

Though it was not as vast as the Academy's, many of the books were unique, some even sensitive, involving matters of the Divine Dynasty.

If he could access the yamen's collection to peruse some ancient texts, it would indeed greatly aid Zhao Shuwen in translating the sacred writings and patterns.

Three days later, people from the yamen arrived.

Lu Changsheng also returned to the yamen.

Lord Fu Zun was in the living room, and upon seeing Lu Changsheng, enthusiastically invited him to take a seat.

"Everyone, we have gathered eight Divine Body level experts from Holy Zhou City, fulfilling the State Governor's requirements. Therefore, distinguished experts, you must depart for the State City today."

"Remember, once at the State Government, you must follow the orders of the State Governor."

Lord Fu Zun beamed with joy.

Actually, Holy Zhou City had only a handful of Divine Body level experts, so gathering them all wasn't easy.

Lord Fu Zun had exerted great effort to assemble the numbers.

Lord Fu Zun prepared eight carriages to send the eight experts to the State City.

This wasn't for show.

The eight Divine Body level experts required such arrangements.

"Lord Fu Zun, are we representing ourselves or the Holy Zhou Mansion in the State City?"

Suddenly, an expert at the Divine Body level queried.

Instantly, the gazes of the eight experts fell upon Lord Fu Zun.

This question was crucial!

Lord Fu Zun seemed to have anticipated such a query, so without hesitation, he smiled and said, "You are certainly representing the yamen."

He had some "transactions" with these experts privately.

Otherwise, why would these experts agree to head to the State City?

After all, risking their lives against the Divine in the Outer Heaven at the State City was not possible without some benefits.

"If we represent the yamen, then among us eight, someone should lead."

"May I ask Lord Fu Zun, who should lead?"

This was the crux.

The eight experts represented the yamen.

There needed to be a leader to command the others.

Otherwise, how could they represent the yamen if each acted independently?

"Well…"

"In literature, there is no first, in martial arts, there is no second. Deciding who should lead isn't up to me, you must decide among yourselves…"

Lord Fu Zun responded, smiling, eyes half-closed.

Decide among themselves?

If martial artists want to decide, there's only one way.

Victory makes one king, defeat a bandit!

In literature, there is no first, in martial arts, there is no second!

Who leads?

It must be earned through combat!

Indeed, this was also Lord Fu Zun's intention.

Fight, and the strong and the weak will be easily discernible.

"A fight?"

The eight martial artists at the Divine Body level exchanged glances.

"May I ask, is there a benefit to being the leader?"

Suddenly, Lu Changsheng spoke up.

Fight to the death for a mere title?

That wasn't Lu Changsheng's style.

"It's just a title."

Lord Fu Zun shook his head.

"Then I won't participate."

Lu Changsheng directly refused.

He had no interest in being the leader.

Of course, whether being the leader was completely without benefits?

That was uncertain.

After all, there was a legitimate title.

As for commanding and even dispatching other experts, that depended on one's abilities.

In the end, only Lu Changsheng chose not to participate.

The remaining seven were still very interested in being the "leader."

So, the seven began to engage in battle.

Lu Changsheng witnessed the whole fierce battle between these individuals.

Ultimately, a Divine Body strong person named "Gao Shan" won, becoming the "head" of the eight.

Of course, Lu Changsheng didn't pay any heed to this Gao Shan.

He was just going to the State City.

As for what he would do in the State City, Lu Changsheng would act independently.

"Good. Gao Shan, lead these experts to represent the Holy Zhou Mansion at the State Government."

Lord Fu Zun was very pleased.

"Yes, Lord Fu Zun."

Gao Shan nodded to the other six.

But Lu Changsheng ignored Gao Shan.

Gao Shan didn't react.

Thus, the group of eight each boarded their carriages, slowly leaving Holy Zhou City, heading towards the State City.

Within the Wenhua Divine Dynasty, there was relative stability overall.

Law and order were much better than in the Great Qian Divine Dynasty.

The journey encountered no bandits or thieves.