Capítulo 121: Unexpected Person
"Look at that middle-aged man. He is the head of the Extreme Wind Sword School. His name is Lex, and he is a swordsman who uses the Dual Blade Stream. There is also that man with a scar on his face.
Although he has not established the Sword School, he is also a powerful swordsman. It is rumored that the scar on his face was left behind when he fought with a great swordsman. Although he lost, he survived under the hands of a great swordsman. His strength is terrifying!"
As he looked at the person pointed at by the other party, he listened to the other party's explanation. Qin Ge nodded from time to time and was sure to remember these great swordsmen's appearance.
"Brother, although this Sword Principle Meeting can be said to be a battle between the great swordsmen's seniors, watching the great swordsmen's match is also a feast for us at the bottom.
We could use this opportunity to seize the opportunity to break through to the excellent swordsman level. You have to observe later!"
At the end of his speech, the blue-haired swordsman did not forget to remind Qin Ge and patted Qin Ge on the shoulder like an elder.
"Uh, actually, I'm also a Sword Hero!" Qin Ge said with a severe expression. However, the blue-haired swordsman did not believe him. He had a face that said, 'You're teasing me '.
Of course, this was no wonder the blue-haired swordsman would have this kind of reaction. After all, he also saw that Qin Ge was not very old. He estimated that he was not even twenty years old. Which Sword Hero did not have to go through countless hardships to achieve this? A twenty-year-old Sword Hero could be considered a genius in the sword's path with abnormal talent.
Qin Ge was helpless about the blue-haired swordsman's reaction. Why was it that no one believed the truth these days? But it didn't matter. In any case, Qin Ge was also prepared to make a move. At that time, he would naturally show his strength as a swordsman.
While Qin Ge and the blue-haired swordsman were talking, Dahlxi finally finished his speech in the arena. At the same time, someone moved a ten-centimeter-thick iron plate that was like a stone tablet.
"Although I know you all came here to participate in the Sword Dao Conference, we are here to decide the strongest swordsman. Only the strong swordsmen are qualified to enter the arena!"
"As you can see, this is a piece of steel. It is also a test for the first half of the Sword Principle Meeting. Only those who cut off this piece of steel are qualified to enter the second half of the competition!" Daal Xi said loudly.
"Cut steel. It is not a joke. Who can cut steel!"
"Hmph, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. It is not impossible to cut steel. The Iron Slayer Realm is the standard for Sword Masters. The first half of the test is to select other Sword Masters at the Sword Hero level!"
"That's right. However, I expected the Sword Principle Meeting to be more relaxed. The Sword Hero got chosen from the very beginning. I'm afraid we don't even have the qualifications to go on stage!"
"...!"
As soon as Daal Xi's words came out, it immediately caused a discussion. At the same time, some people had bright eyes and were full of fighting spirit.
"Using the method of cutting iron to eliminate the weak is quite a good method. It seems that this Sword Principle Meeting is quite famous!" Qin Ge looked at the iron plate erected on the arena with interest.
Daal Xi was the host of the sword arts competition and a participant. After all, the title of the strongest swordsman was full of temptation for any swordsman.
After erecting the iron plate, Daal Xi acted as the demonstrator and the first challenger. After the Divine Void Sword School disciples delivered their sabers, he stood solemnly in front of the iron plate.
-Divine Flow - Drawing the Saber - Instant Slash!
Dahlxi was able to obtain the recognition of the other Sword Pavilion Masters to become the host of the Sword Dao Conference, so his own Sword Dao strength was naturally extraordinary. His body sank slightly, and the instant his right hand grasped the hilt, a saber light flashed in front of him.
Kacha ---!
A crack quickly appeared on the thick iron plate from left to right, and the iron plate broke with a loud bang. The people watching below the ring did not even see how Daal Xi drew his saber.
By the time he reacted, the blade had already returned to its sheath, and Daal Xi also stood up straight.
"Saber Drawing Art?" Qin Ge's gaze was like a torch as he stared at DahlXi in the arena. He could naturally see the other party's movements.
However, Qin Ge felt the other party's Sword Dao strength from the Saber Drawing Art. He was indeed a rather powerful Sword Hero.
Letting out a mouthful of turbid air, DahlXi, who stood up straight, saw the iron plate that he had cut off, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He believed that his Saber Drawing Art just now had absolutely shocked many people, and it had also brought great fame to himself and the Divine Sword Pavilion.
Isn't fighting for the title of the strongest swordsman for fame? Although Daal Xi has already entered old age, he still has a strong ambition for the title of the strongest swordsman.
"Although cutting iron is a symbol of a swordsman, it is still far from being able to decide the strongest swordsman just like this!" Just as Daal Xi was about to speak proudly, an indifferent voice suddenly came from outside the crowd.
"Who is it? If you have the guts, stand up!" Daal Xi immediately frowned and shouted in the direction of the voice. At this time, someone said such words. It was not only contempt for his strength but also humiliating the Sword Principle Meeting organized by the Sword Pavilion.
Under Daal's shout, the other Sword Pavilion Masters were also quite dissatisfied, and they looked at the place where the voice came from with gloomy faces.
"Interesting. Is this a mess? But it seems that someone beat me!" Qin Ge also looked over with interest. Although he could also fight against the Sword Masters, who were present simultaneously, Qin Ge was preparing to go up on stage to provoke them.
If there was a reason, it was naturally too troublesome to go up one by one, and the pressure was not enough. Qin Ge planned to challenge everyone by himself.
When they saw Dahland, the other Sword Pavilion Masters sweeping their sharp gazes over, the crowd in the direction where the voice came from immediately stirred up a commotion. Everyone hurriedly avoided the two sides and quickly cut ties. They did not want to be implicated.
Since the person who had spoken dared to provoke them, it was clear that he had sufficient confidence. When the crowd dispersed, one could immediately see a person standing in the same place, looking at all the Sword Pavilion Masters indifferently.
He wore a blood and black windbreaker, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's. He carried an enormous black blade like a cross on his back. Just by standing there, he gave off an incomparably strong aura.
Qin Ge, initially somewhat casual, immediately revealed a hint of surprise when he saw this person appear. His relaxed attitude also disappeared, replaced by a stern gaze.
I didn't expect him to be here. But thinking about it, it doesn't seem too surprising. After all, he's also a swordsman! Qin Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze flickered continuously.
Step, step, step!
He took a step forward, and Jorah Mitchell walked directly from the aisle that separated the crowd to the arena. He didn't care at all about the probing gazes of the surrounding people.
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