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Chapter Thirty-Three Wipe the Edge (3)

"The expenses of the royal city are really staggering." In a guest room of a not-so-high-end restaurant, Chen Zong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It had been a long time since I had worried about money. This time, if I hadn't found some gold shells from the Shanshan Dao, I'm afraid even food and accommodation would be a problem in this royal city.

Even for ordinary hotel rooms, the cost is not low.

With all the gold and shells I have, I estimate that I can only last for seven or eight days. It is still the most common expense. If it is a better expense, it will be gone in two or three days.

How to get some money?

Busking?

Chen Zong can't do it, and he won't do it.

Become a tribute to a noble or aristocratic family?

It was not what Chen Zong wanted.

Then go to the casino.

Casinos in the royal city are very popular and blatant, and there are rumors that they have a big backer.

Chen Zong had never learned gambling, but his super abilities in all aspects gave Chen Zong amazing learning ability and insight. Therefore, after losing a few games at the beginning, he started to win.

In two hours, Chen Zong won hundreds of gold shells, which was enough for him to live a good life for a while before he stopped and left.

This casino is huge, with tens of thousands of gold shells coming in and out every day. A few hundred is nothing, and it will not attract the special attention of the casino's top management, so there is no unnecessary trouble.

With the gold shells, Chen Zong began to buy information. This information was naturally related to Wangcheng.

For example, the various forces and warrior masters in the royal city are not a secret, so they are not expensive. Ten gold shells are enough.

The Royal City is the seat of the royal family. It is the center and important place of a country. Many great forces have always been entrenched here for generations.

The royal family is the first, and should be the strongest, followed by the Four Princes' Mansion and the General's Mansion, followed by the Samurai Lodge and the eight noble families.

Of course, Chen Zong cares more about the masters.

There are a total of eighty-eight titled warriors listed in the information. Of course, not all of them. There are still some secret ones who want to know and must pay more gold.

However, Chen Zong felt that eighty-eight titled warriors should be enough.

In addition, there are the three great martial saints.

The Eighty-Eight Titled Warriors and the Three Great Martial Saints became Chen Zong’s challenge targets.

Use a master to sharpen your sword!

Chen Zong looked at them one by one.

The eighty-eight titled warriors naturally have strong and weak abilities, but they have two special identities.

One is the general who holds the country. Not only does he hold a high position of power, he is also a powerful titled warrior.

The second one is Wu Hou, one of the four princes, and one of the four princes who possesses extraordinary martial arts. Although the warriors have declined, having extraordinary martial arts is undeniably not a bad thing.

It's just that martial arts practitioners need to devote themselves wholeheartedly, work very hard, and consume a lot of food and supplements, which leads to fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts.

Wuhou has a high position and powerful military force at the level of a titled warrior. Together with the generals who govern the country, they are known as the Double Dragons of Longxuan Kingdom.

Chen Zong did not intend to challenge these two people. His purpose was just to understand the secrets of the titled warrior. If he challenged these two people, he would probably be in constant trouble after winning.

With a stroke of pen, Chen Zong marked the names of the titled warriors he was about to challenge one by one.

Chiyang Sword Madness!

Storm Warrior!

Changhe Sword King!



The total number of nine people, except for Wuhou and Zhenguo General, is the nine strongest among the eighty-eight titled warriors. Among them, four belong to the royal family. It is not easy to challenge. So,

Let’s start with the other four first.

Among them, the easiest one to challenge is the Naga Sword King from my Samurai Hall.

The Samurai Lodge is the base camp of samurai. It was created by Sunset Warrior in the new era. Sunset Warrior felt the decline of samurai in this era and wanted the samurai to retain their last dignity, so he founded the Samurai Lodge.

The headquarters of this samurai lodge is located within the royal city.

Xiyang Martial Saint is one of the three great Martial Saints of the Longxuan Kingdom. He has the terrifying strength to defeat a thousand elite soldiers with one enemy. If he is in a complex terrain, it will be even more terrifying. Anyone who wants to assassinate will not be able to assassinate anyone unless the other party is a Martial Saint or is protected by a Martial Saint.

They will all die without a doubt.

Such a terrifying and powerful man, even if the samurai fell, others would not dare to despise him.

The common man became angry and blood spattered five steps forward.

Of course, if he is not the Martial Saint, but is just a warrior, even a titled warrior, it is impossible for the Samurai Lodge to be successfully established. Even if it is successfully established by luck, it will not be able to maintain it.

Everything depends on force and deterrence.

Although the Samurai Lodge was successfully established and operated for more than 20 years, the decline of the Samurai was inevitable and inevitable. Therefore, the Samurai Lodge was not strong.

Ranking it with the eight noble families is entirely for the sake of Sunset Martial Saint.

As a Martial Saint, he would naturally not handle everything in the hotel. The agent was the Changhe Sword King, a titled warrior with top-notch strength.

As soon as the Changhe Sword King finished handling some matters at the hotel, someone sent a post to him. When he saw it, his eyes suddenly condensed. It had been a long time since he had received such a post.

War post!

This post looks very simple, silver-grey, with a pattern of swords clashing on it. It is the standard battle post for a samurai challenge.

In the past, the Changhe Sword King had sent battle invitations to others and received battle invitations from others, but after his strength reached the peak of the title warrior, he never received it again.

Putting down some feelings, the Changhe Sword King opened the war post with his calloused fingers, and his eyes suddenly shot out a ray of cold light, as sharp as a sword.

That word!

That word...

That word... actually gave him an indescribable feeling. The moment he opened the battle post, it was like seeing a sharp sword unsheathed. Every word and every stroke revealed an astonishing sharpness. This sharpness was as if a divine sword had been drawn out.

The sheath is average.

And this kind of sharpness can only be felt by those who have certain attainments in swordsmanship.

"So strong!" The Changhe Sword King's silent heart was suddenly lifted, and a trace of fighting spirit emerged.

No matter who it was, just the sharpness revealed in this word was enough for me to fight with him. Immediately, I looked at the signature.

Sword God!

These two words immediately made the Changhe Sword King's pupils shrink like needles, and a trace of indescribable anger grew from the deepest part of his heart.

"Arrogant, arrogant!" Changhe Sword King couldn't help but put his palm on the back of the chair, as if to smash it into pieces.

Sword God!

Who dares to call himself the God of Swords?

Even the Golden Dragon Sword Saint among the three great martial saints would not dare to call himself that.

Sword God!

God of Swords!

Not only is he arrogant, he is also very ignorant.

"In three days, very good, I will let you know the consequences of being arrogant." Changhe Sword King was very angry.

The anger lies in the other party's arrogance and ignorance. Pretending to be a god is an insult to the sword.

As someone who has practiced swordsmanship for decades and regards the sword as his closest companion, I would never allow it.

Three days!/p> The date for the fight is three days later, and the place for the fight is at the Samurai Lodge.

Time flies.

In the past three days, Chen Zong has been practicing his sword skills and meditating on them.

On the third day, the Changhe Sword King took a bath and burned incense, and wiped his sword. His fingers were as gentle as if he were touching his lover's delicate cheeks, and his eyes were as soft as the water of a long river flowing by.

Immediately, he put down the soft and silky white silk cloth, clasped the hilt of the sword with the five fingers of his right hand, and a sword flower bloomed out of thin air.

With a clang, the sword was sheathed, the brilliance dissipated, and the Changhe Sword King stood up. A trace of sharpness quietly condensed, and the soft light in his eyes turned sharp.

Turning around and striding out the door, he knew that the man who called himself the Sword God had arrived.

This battle is about to begin.

Chen Zong stood in the spacious front yard of the samurai lodge, despite being exposed to the scorching sun, but he did not move at all, and not a drop of sweat leaked out.

I came to challenge the Changhe Sword King, and the Changhe Sword King is the acting owner of the Samurai Pavilion. Naturally, the people at the Samurai Pavilion will not give Chen Zong a good look, let alone invite him inside, but let him go.

Chen Zong stood under the blazing sun.

Chen Zong's expression was calm and steady, without any anger. If his heart was as pure as ice, it would be difficult for him to be overcome by heat. Moreover, Chen Zong's control over himself had reached an astonishing level. Standing under such heat for an hour or two would be nothing.

Serious problem.

Of course, you will also feel uncomfortable if you are exposed to the sun for too long.

The reason why he was the first to challenge the Changhe Sword King was because of his status and status, it was easier to challenge him. Secondly, the other party also used swords. Thirdly, Chen Zong needed to have a sufficient reputation to better challenge others.

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The battle post was signed with the word "Sword God", which was shocking. Naturally, it was to prevent the Changhe Sword King from rejecting his challenge.

Chen Zong was waiting, because it was said that the Changhe Sword King had the habit of bathing, burning incense and wiping his sword before fighting with others, which would take at least an hour.

Immediately, facing the open door of the front yard, a figure appeared. The figure was slender and walking at a pace that was neither slow nor fast nor light nor heavy. Every step seemed to have been carefully measured and just right.

Such a pace suddenly made Chen Zong's eyes light up slightly, and he immediately judged that this person had extremely rich combat experience and superb fighting talent, because such a pace seemed simple, but he could make offensive and defensive advances and retreats in an instant.

This will be a good opponent.

Following the steps upward, Chen Zong saw the other party's body, which was slender and straight, with a back like a sword.

His five fingers are long and slender, and you can vaguely see the outline of calluses on his palm. This is the hand for wielding a sword.

That face looked like he was about forty years old. His eyebrows were as sharp as a sword, but his eyes were deep. There was a hint of sharpness quietly condensing in the depth, as if the sword was about to be unsheathed, revealing a frightening expression.

The edge of the world.

An ordinary face, but with a bit of vicissitudes of life, those eyes are like the finishing touch, making that face extraordinary and unforgettable.

Changhe Sword King!

The Changhe Sword King took a step forward, his gaze fell on Chen Zong's face through dozens of meters, and he was suddenly startled.

young!

This was the first impression of the Changhe Sword King, and it was immediately unbelievable.

Although calling himself a sword god is very arrogant, it is undeniable that the words on the battle card are unique and sharp. In his opinion, they are not something that a young man in his early twenties can write.

If a swordsman in his thirties wrote such words, Changhe Sword King could barely believe it. If a swordsman in his forties wrote such words, Changhe Sword King would not doubt it.

But being in your twenties is really too young. Being able to become an elite warrior at this age is already considered extremely talented.

(End of chapter)


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