Roddy immediately felt a strange feeling. The middle-aged man in front of him must be a warrior! And based on Roddy's feeling, he must be a swordsman! Roddy himself couldn't tell where his feeling came from, but he was so sure!

The middle-aged man seemed to be quite interested in Roddy, and he smiled faintly and said, "Okay, I heard that you are a swordsman. Let's try your sword skills first. Do you have a sword?"

As soon as these words came out, Roddy's face turned red. Then he remembered the long sword he picked up last night, immediately raised his chest again, and shouted: "I'm not a formal swordsman yet! But I will be! I...I have my own sword! But last night... I was taken away by them!"

The middle-aged man nodded, looked back at Nicole with a smile. Nicole didn't say anything, but nodded. So the middle-aged man whispered: "So, okay, who do you go and bring back the little swordsman's sword to him?"

It seems that the middle-aged man's status is really not low. A servant ran away immediately. After a moment, the servant came back with a long sword. It was the sword that Roddy had taken last night.

"Is this your sword?" The middle-aged man smiled, his eyes swept over the rust on the long sword as if he was unintentionally.

To be honest, this sword is pretty good. You know, not everyone can wear weapons in the empire. Although this sword looks a little older, it is still quite sharp - after all, it is a weapon given by the fat man, the thug leader in the bar, and it is already pretty good.

Roddy couldn't help but blush, but the boy's arrogance made him unwilling to be embarrassed in front of Nicole. He gritted his teeth and raised his chest and shouted: "This is indeed my sword! I have one better one! But I didn't bring it today!"

The middle-aged man nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Then, okay, let me see your sword. You can use your sword. I will attack you. Let me see how long you can support it, okay?"

"Okay!" Roddy immediately held the sword in his hand and agreed loudly. The beauty is right now, let alone asking him to fight with others, even if we ask Roddy to kill a dragon, our little virgin will not frown.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and bent down on the chair to pick up a wide big sword, looked at Roddy, and said lightly: "Okay, you pay attention, I'm going to take action!"

Roddy stared at the middle-aged man with all concentration and tense body, and made a defensive posture.

"Left!" The middle-aged man shouted softly and slashed with a sword. The sword was so fast that Roddy couldn't see the other party's sword clearly. He only felt a white light flashing towards his left. He could only instinctively use the sword to block horizontally.

With a clang, Roddy felt as if he was hit by a running horse, and took several steps back before he stood firm. However, the middle-aged man did not wait for him to come back and shouted, "Right!" Then he slashed down with a sword!

Roddy had no time to adjust his posture, and hurriedly held the hilt of the sword with both hands to get on the mount. The power was greater than last time, and Roddy stepped back to the wall before barely standing. But his face was already red.

The middle-aged man stood up, smiled on his face, and said, "It's OK, your strength is OK, and your reaction is good, but the defensive posture just now was a little too tight, so it's not flexible enough."

Roddy breathed a long sigh, took a step forward, and shouted: "I just let you attack, I will be the one who will be there this time!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You?"

Roddy was still waiting to say something, but found that Nicole had a mocking smile on her face on the chair behind. Roddy looked down and found that two gaps had been cut in the blade of the sword in her hand. Roddy's face immediately changed - Oh my God, this sword is worth a few silver coins! Although it is not as good as Roddy's own sword, Roddy was planning to sell it after using it to exchange for some living expenses!

He felt distressed and couldn't help but gently stroke the sword edge with his hand. This was even better. His hand had just been pressed on the blade, and the sword suddenly cracked open instantly, and then it broke into seven or eight pieces and fell to the ground. Only one sword hilt was left in Roddy's hand!

Now Roddy's face turned completely pale and she felt extremely depressed.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, gently put the sword in his hand back on the chair, turned around and laughed at Nicole, "He is not bad! At his age, it is already rare to be able to catch two swords of me..."

Roddy cried and said, "No, right? You will smash my sword with two swords!"

Nicole glanced at Roddy and said coldly: "Shut up! Who do you think you are! Do you think you can beat Mr. Qiu? Mr. Qiu is the top swordsman in the imperial capital! He is recognized as the most likely candidate to be a Holy Sword Warrior!"

"Mr. Qiu!" Roddy exclaimed: "You are Mr. Qiu!!"

The young man blushed and said in surprise: "You are Mr. Qiu, the chief swordsman of the Imperial Capital Palace! Oh my God, you are the most promising person to draw the holy sword in the sword drawing conference!"

Roddy stared at the middle-aged man with a look of admiration on his face - for him, a junior swordsman, well, no, he should be said to be a quasi-swordsman, a person like Mr. Qiu is a legendary master, and is equivalent to a legendary figure! Especially for a young swordsman, what can he worship more than a top swordsman with a clear voice?

The frustration on Roddy's face was immediately swept away!

Oh my God, I actually competed with him in front of Mr. Qiu! I could actually catch Mr. Qiu’s two swords! The other party is recognized as a holy sword warrior! In fact, as long as Mr. Qiu can draw out the legendary holy sword at the sword drawing conference next year, he can become the fourth holy sword warrior in the history of the empire for hundreds of years! That is a legendary figure that has only been released in a century!

Mr. Qiu smiled calmly and said, "Okay, Miss Nicole, what I promised you has done. This young man is really good. If I read it correctly, he is almost at the level of a two-level swordsman, much better than... than... your brother." When he said this, Mr. Qiu's expression seemed a little strange.

Nicole nodded, and she suddenly stood up, walked to Mr. Qiu, leaned over, and whispered something to Mr. Qiu's ear.

After hearing this, Mr. Qiu frowned immediately, glanced at Nicole, shook his head firmly, and said, "No! I said, unless it is a member of the Tulip family, I will not accept other people!"

Nicole looked at Mr. Qiu's firm expression, sighed, and said softly: "Okay then."

Mr. Qiu thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "But I can give him a little advice, I will come tomorrow afternoon."

Roddy was still looking at Nicole and Mr. Qiu foolishly - in fact, his eyes were more on Nicole. Nicole had already glared at him: "Idiot, why don't you thank Mr. Qiu! Mr. Qiu! Mr. promised to give you guidance on your sword skills tomorrow!"

Roddy hadn't reacted yet, and was still thinking about it: Why did she look so beautiful even when she stared at her eyes...

Nicole stamped her feet in anger and shouted: "Rody!!"

Roddy was startled and immediately woke up from his random thoughts. Mr. Qiu said lightly: "Remember, I will come here tomorrow afternoon."

After saying that, the master of swordsman had already turned around and left.

Nicole glanced at Roddy and said to the servant in the yard: "Take him down! Bring him the thing he had prepared last night!"

Nicole turned around and walked towards the east side of the yard. The two servants immediately came up and pushed and pulled Roddy and followed behind.

At this moment, Roddy finally came to his senses completely. After more than ten seconds, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Oh my God! Mr. Qiu wants to give me sword skills! Oh my God! Mr. Qiu wants to give me sword skills!"

"Shut up! You idiot!" Nicole turned around and shouted angrily.

Roddy was ecstatic at this moment and didn't care about that much. He broke free from the two servants holding him, jumped and ran to the front, shouting: "Mr. Qiu said just now that he wanted to give me some advice on my sword skills. Is it true? Is it true?"

"Shut up!!" Nicole could no longer bear it, turned around and shouted, "It seems that I must teach you something." She raised her chin, slowly stretched out her index finger with her left hand, pointed at Roddy in the air, and then raised it gently. Without seeing how she was doing, Roddy flew out in a flash, and then fell to the ground with all her strength.

"The first thing is that when you talk to me in the future, you must add the word 'master' in front of it! Don't forget!" Nicole looked at him coldly.

After saying that, she turned around and continued to strode forward. The two servants quickly went up and set up Roddy and followed behind.

Although Roddy fell down a mess, she still whispered foolishly: "Oh my God, Mr. Qiu wants to give me some advice on swordsmanship..."

Nicole walked in front of him angrily.

In fact, she didn't know why she was so angry! She has never been a irritable person, but for some reason, every time she saw that guy with a yin-yang face, she could not help but get angry, as if every move of him would make her angry - especially when he looked at her so stupidly - when she thought of what happened last night, Nicole wanted to use a knife to break the guy up!

Roddy followed Nicole to a two-story building that looked quite old. The two servants behind him stopped in the distance early and did not dare to follow.

Nicole glanced at Roddy and said lightly: "Go up with me!"

Roddy looked at the dilapidated building. It seemed that no one had repaired it for a long time. The withered trees and branches were slowly climbing on the wall. Two towering trees blocked the sunlight, making it look broken and a bit yin-like.
Chapter completed!