Wang Jin sat cross-legged on the bed, looking down at the screen on his phone.

A video is playing on the screen of the mobile phone.

It was a battlefield strewn with corpses, and it was different from those mammoth war scenes.

In the war scene in the video, there is only one protagonist.

A man stood among the ruins of houses all over the ground. Among the ruins around him, there was still steam rising up that had not dissipated.

There were collapsed buildings everywhere, and the ground was dark red, as if dyed red with blood.

It was quiet all around, with only the sound of whimpering wind circulating between the sky and the earth. The light was dim, and large dark clouds blocked the sunlight, making it seem like you were in a ghost world.

The video seems to have been shot with some kind of drone. The shooting angle was from a high angle. From the angle of the video, only the back of the figure can be seen.

The back was not majestic, but the back was surprisingly generous. Standing alone among the ruins on the ground, he looked like a towering monument.

In his right hand, he held a slender weapon.

It was a sword, a sword that was completely different from the heavy sword that is popular today. Instead, it was the same as the weapon used by swordsmen before the martial arts era, a thin sword.

Black blood rolled down the cold edge of the slender blade, and dropped onto a broken concrete slab at his feet.

However, the next moment, the stone slab made a chirping sound without any warning. The seemingly ordinary drop of black blood easily burned through the thick concrete stone slab in an instant, as if it was boiling hot.

Magma penetrates the ice without any hindrance.

There was a faint sound of wind coming from all around, and it kept whining. The sound got louder and louder, and the whine turned out to be not the sound of wind, but the roar of strange beasts.

The roars gathered from all directions, dense and frightening. Huge shadows emerged from all directions of the ruins. In the somewhat dim light of dusk, pairs of them glowed with bloodthirsty light, like stars.

A huge lantern-like pupil lit up in all directions.

Each pair of eyes is filled with frightening coldness and bloodthirsty. They are the eyes of an apex predator standing at the top of the food chain, looking at its prey.

That kind of indifference and contempt is like a person sitting in a carriage looking at the praying mantis blocking the road in front of him.

Using a mantis' arm as a chariot will only result in his body being shattered into pieces.

The figure with its back to the camera remained motionless, but slowly made a movement of inhaling.

The next moment, the wind roared all around, and the huge alien beast figures rushed out at the same time. The huge beast claws covered the sky and the sun, covering the figure from all directions.

The wind howled, the beast roared, and even the remaining clouds in the sky were torn apart by the dense and huge roar.

The figure at the center of the beast group's attack only slowly raised its right arm holding the sword and shook it slightly.

The last drop of dark blood on the sword edge was shaken off by him and shattered into countless blood beads, which were scattered on the ground in all directions. As subtle chirping sounds sounded from all directions, the back figure suddenly moved.

Already.

The sword comes out of the storm!

A sword!

It’s just a sword!

The moment the sword blade was swung out, it seemed as if a terrible storm suddenly swept across the area. The sky was instantly dimmed, the wind and clouds rolled back in the sky, and only a bright and incomparable light was left in the sight.

Immediately, the roars of many strange beasts that were just like the roar of demons stopped in an instant.

The oppressive beasts were like oil paintings frozen in the sky and the earth, unable to move at all.

The next moment, the slender sword blade raised in the figure's hand lowered again, and the sharp sword edge was as bright as a mirror, reflecting a pair of sharp eyes that were as bright as the stars in the sky.

Following the figure's movements, the strange beasts that looked like stagnant oil paintings suddenly fell apart, huge cracks appeared on their bodies, and various colors of blood spurted out from their bodies.

, the entire ground was corroded in an instant, and the entire area instantly stank.

The screen cuts off here.

Wang Jin slowly exited the video software.bΙＱμＧètν.còＭ

The figure just now who always had his back to the camera was none other than Xia Hongzhen that Wang Jin saw in the classroom today.

This was the battle that made him famous on the battlefield.

At that time, Xia Hongzhen had only been in the master realm for more than a month.

At that time, one front in the eastern theater was breached by alien beasts, while a large number of military personnel were fighting on another front in the west. The distance was thousands of miles away. Even if a large number of troops were mobilized to garrison in the east at the fastest speed, it would take at least a day.

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The manpower was really too short, so the superiors had no choice but to send Xia Hongzhen, who had just entered the realm of Grand Master, to the eastern theater. Before leaving, he told Xia Hongzhen several times that there was no need to be brave, it was best to hold on if he could, and if he couldn't hold on, retreat, risking his own life.

Heavy.

After all, compared to a battle line, the master-level warriors who are almost equivalent to non-renewable resources are the real treasures.

Xia Hongzhen took the order and went there.

However, it was not until Xia Hongzhen arrived at that front that the military realized that there was something wrong with their intelligence.

What appeared on that battle line was not one level seven alien beast, but seven full level seven alien beasts!

This is no longer something that a Grandmaster warrior can handle. Only a Grandmaster can fight against seven seventh-level beasts by himself!

The military quickly contacted Xia Hongzhen and wanted him to evacuate, but they saw a scene from the sent reconnaissance drone that no one could believe.

Xia Hongzhen, who had only been in the master realm for less than a month, killed seven seventh-level beasts with one sword!

And the one who has achieved this step is just a young man who has only been in the realm of a master for more than a month!

Xia Hongzhen's name caused a sensation in the entire capital that day.

With just one sword, you can become a master of millions!

This was the evaluation of Xia Hongzhen at that time by various powerful men in the capital.

Some people even say that for Xia Hongzhen, the status of a great master is not hard to come by, and can be easily obtained with a backhand.

This video is exactly why Wang Jin wanted to choose Xia Hongzhen as his mentor.

Xia Hongzhen, with his body as a warrior, was able to strike such a sword that shocked even a cultivator like him.

That sword was the reason why Wang Jin made up his mind to choose Xia Hongzhen as his mentor!

However, why does such a dazzling genius who shined like a star of tomorrow decades ago appear in front of everyone today with such a lonely attitude.

Why did he become so decadent?

Is it because his right arm holding the sword was cut off?

Because he lost his right arm that held the sword, was his energy and spirit as a master of swordsmanship also wiped away?

These kings are unknown.

But he knows one thing.

Based on Xia Hongzhen's swordsmanship skills shown in the video, if he could learn its essence, he might have a way to get rid of the terrifying sword intent in his body!

"I once served as a millionaire, but now I am so lonely..."

He whispered to himself, threw the phone aside, and took out a large package from under the bed.

Slowly unpacking the package, and soon, the shape of a red alloy sword was revealed.

The sword was three feet long, and the moment the wrapping receded, completely revealing its sword body, the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop a few degrees in an instant.

Wang Jin flicked the surface of the red sword blade with his fingers, and accompanied by a clear buzzing sound like a long dragon's low moan, the red sword blade trembled. The originally dark red color on the surface turned into a deep and hot color at this moment, and the entire

The sword's blade seemed to be cast from magma, and its edge was blazing and burning hot.

"Good baby!"

Wang Jin couldn't help but admired.

This red sword blade is the cold weapon sent by Cui Zishi.

With just a flick of his finger, Wang Jin already knew that this red sword blade was definitely not made of ordinary materials.

This is probably made of some kind of rare ore, and it's not an ordinary ore.

At least Wang Jin has never heard of such a special rare ore.

He gently waved the sword blade in his hand, and the roaring wind was hot and sharp.

"Not bad...it's really good. Although this Cui Zishi is a bit shy, he is really generous with his actions..."

Wang Jin nodded repeatedly, took out the scabbard from the package, and inserted the red sword blade back into the scabbard.

"The name of the sword...let's call it Xuanri."

He gave the sword a name casually.

"Without further delay, there are no classes today anyway. Let's set off early and complete the tasks assigned by Xia Hongzhen."

Looking at the time, it was not yet noon. Wang Jin carried Xuan Ri behind his back and wrapped it with a layer of black cloth to prevent it from being too bright when he went to the street. Then he strode out and went straight to the mission center of the school.

go.

In universities, there are three things that students do most.

Going to class, falling in love, and doing tasks.
To be continued...