章 1710: Our Outlander Race

Seeing Zhao Fu go up, everyone felt quite startled and confused. What was someone from the Death Race doing, going up? This was the King of Kings Sword, the holy item of the Outlander Race – it was not something that an outsider could touch. No matter how powerful he was, it would be useless. Could it be that he did not know what the King of Kings Sword was, so he was stupidly going up to try? It seemed that he really did not know.

Someone good-naturedly warned him, "Holy Son, that is our Outlander Race's holy item. It is called the King of Kings Sword and people from other races will not be able to touch it, or they will be attacked."

Hearing this, Zhao Fu calmly nodded and continued walking forwards.

This caused countless people to feel even more confused. Now that someone had warned him, why was he still going up? Was it that he did not believe that person's words? Or did he think that he was powerful enough to pull out the King of Kings Sword?