Many things happen every day in such a large royal city, which turn into a lot of news and spread around.
However, most of the news is limited to one area and is difficult to spread to other areas, unless it is a major event.
Suddenly, a piece of news swept through most of the royal city like a storm.
A titled samurai who calls himself the Sword God challenges the acting owner of the Samurai Hall, Sword King Nagaga, and the outcome is indistinguishable.
If this is the case alone, it can only be said to be surprising, but when coupled with another point, it is enough to shock people.
The self-proclaimed Sword God is only in his twenties, very young.
"No way!"
"That's right. How can a young man in his twenties be the opponent of the Changhe Sword King, let alone a draw?"
"Grandstanding."
In Jinghou Mansion, in a separate courtyard, a big man with red hair was chewing on a piece of cow leg. While chewing, he listened to his disciple's words and immediately frowned: "The Sword King of Changhe fought with a young warrior in his twenties.
A tie?"
"Yes, Master." The young man on the side nodded.
"Is the news true?" the red-haired man asked.
"According to what I learned from the people at the Samurai Lodge, this matter is true." The young man nodded again and said.
"In his twenties, he calls himself the Sword God, and is tied with the Changhe Sword King..." The red-haired strong man put down his leg and murmured to himself, full of doubts.
This sounds very incredible.
There are many people who feel as incredible as him.
Especially those top titled warriors who are as famous as the Changhe Sword King.
Is this true?
Or is it a samurai villa building momentum?
For a time, the situation was stirred up.
"Tie..." Changhe Sword King showed a hint of bitterness.
Is it really a tie?
In that battle, I tried my best to use my swordsmanship, and even used my special moves, but I couldn't do anything to the opponent. Instead, I was knocked back. If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's sword was made of too ordinary material and couldn't withstand such a strong collision, it shattered.
, if you continue to fight, you will be more likely to lose.
It's not a tie, in fact, to a certain extent, I have already lost.
After all, the other party is at least twenty years younger than me.
However, the Changhe Sword King would not defend himself against any sound, and he would just say whatever the outside world said. He was immersed in his own world, recalling that battle, and saw that his swordsmanship, which had already reached its limit, showed signs of further improvement.
As a person involved and one of the people at the center of the storm, Chen Zong was sweating in a blacksmith room at this moment.
Forge a sword!
I spent hundreds of gold to buy several good-quality casting materials, including gilt steel, heavy silver and cloud iron. Gilt steel is extremely hard, heavy silver is soft and medium-hard and has extraordinary toughness and stretchability, and cloud iron has a texture.
Light and very tolerant.
The three types of casting materials are configured in optimal proportions under Chen Zong's careful simulation.
The quality of a sword is closely related to the material, but it does not mean that good materials can make a good sword. It also requires appropriate or even excellent proportions and superb casting skills.
In all aspects, Chen Zong's current level is not lacking. He may not be called a master, but he can bear the title of master. It is more than enough to forge a handy sword for himself.
After spending six hours, Chen Zong finally finished forging the sword and fired it.
The sword's entire body is silvery white, with broken golden cloud patterns on it, making it look extraordinary.
Regardless of its length or weight, it is very comfortable. Holding it in the hand, it gives Chen Zong a feeling as if it fits with the palm of his hand and forms one body. This sword, not to mention other things, is far better than the previous iron sword in terms of the degree of fit.
sword.
What's more, the material of this sword is not comparable to the previous iron swords. Coupled with Chen Zong's careful proportioning and full forging, it is only stronger than the sword of the Changhe Sword King.
"In that case, I will give you a name." Chen Zong stared at the carefully forged long sword and said in a clear voice: "You will accompany me to fight against the strong, so that I can understand that the word "clear heart" is just right.
you."
Mingxin!
Bright Heart Sword!
See God clearly!
In addition to the sword, Chen Zong also cast a matching scabbard himself.
After leaving with his sword in hand, Chen Zong sent out another battle invitation. This time, it was not from the Changhe Sword King.
In the battle with the Changhe Sword King, Chen Zong had already seen the capabilities of the Changhe Sword King, but he still had not grasped the integration of spiritual will into martial arts. He had a feeling that he was ready to come out but was suppressed.
What's bad is just an opportunity, an opportunity that comes naturally.
Therefore, we still have to fight.
…
"War post?" The strong man with red hair was startled and opened it immediately. He felt that the words on the post revealed an astonishing sharpness, as if the sword was threatening.
The signature is the word "Sword God".
"It's him." The strong man frowned, his eyebrows knitted into knots.
I just heard about the name of Sword God two days ago. It's a very arrogant title. I didn't expect that the other party would actually send me a battle invitation.
"Master, let me reject him," said the young man on the side.
"Don't worry, you go try his abilities and tell me later." The strong man said with a smile: "If he is an arrogant person, then he will be taught a lesson."
"Yes, Master." The young man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he left excitedly.
The so-called news about the Sword God's tie with the Changhe Sword King had always been heard, even if he had asked people at the Samurai Hall, he had not seen it with his own eyes.
In the final analysis, he, like his master, did not believe that a person in his twenties could have that level of strength.
Who is the Changhe Sword King?
He was one of the few people who stood at the top of the Titled Warriors. He was tied with his master. How could he be tied with a young man of about the same grade as himself?
You know, I am known as a samurai genius. In my twenties, my strength has reached the peak of an elite samurai. I only need to hone it further before I can be awarded the title of samurai.
Including his master and several of his master's friends, they all said that within three years, they would become a titled warrior, which was a sure shot.
A titled warrior under the age of thirty is undoubtedly amazing, and it is not impossible to reach the level of a master in the future.
Although this is an era when samurai are gradually declining, those who really like samurai will never feel outdated and will be proud of them.
…
"If you want to challenge my master, you must first let me weigh you with my sword to see if you are qualified." The young man found Chen Zong and said directly, his eyes became sharp, as if the blade of the knife was passing through him, as if he wanted to split Chen Zong in half.
"Disciple of Chi Yang Dao Kuang..." Chen Zong was slightly surprised: "You can take action."
"Draw the sword!" The young man was very dissatisfied with Chen Zong's idle attitude, which showed he did not pay enough attention to himself. He immediately shouted, his right hand fell on the handle of the sword, and a terrible breath came out.
"If I need to draw my sword to deal with you, how can I challenge the Scarlet Flame Sword Maniac?" Chen Zong said with a slight smile.
"Arrogant!" The young man suddenly became furious. He unsheathed his long sword, and the red light of the sword flashed across the air like a wisp of the setting sun. He mercilessly killed Chen Zong, as if he wanted to split Chen Zong in half with one strike.
However, Chen Zong did not feel murderous intent in this sword blow, which meant that the other party did not intend to kill him, but was only angered by his words and struck out in anger.
However, in Chen Zong's eyes, this sword was nothing, not even at the level of a titled warrior.
Chen Zong really has no interest in such an opponent.
With a sway of his body, he easily avoided the attack of the opponent's sword light. His right hand turned into a palm and seemed to move forward as lightly as a flying feather. Through the light of the sword, he appeared in front of the opponent's shoulder. With a slight press, terrifying power exploded in an instant.
impact.
The bang was like a big drum, the sound was dull and ear-piercing. The young man's body was shaken, and he immediately tilted to one side and uncontrollably stepped back more than ten steps. Unable to stop himself, he almost fell to the ground. His shoulders were burning, as if his bones were broken.
Yes, the young man could clearly feel that his shoulders seemed to be swollen.
But he ignored the burning pain in his shoulders, because it couldn't compare with the shock inside.
Extremely shocked!
He failed.
The opponent claimed to be the God of Swords, but he didn't even unsheath his sword and defeated him with just one palm. It was simply unbelievable.
If you lose, you will lose. There is no reason to look for. The young man looked deeply at Chen Zong, turned around and strode away. He wanted to tell his master about this.
This person may be as powerful as the Changhe Sword King.
This is a big deal, and we must let Master know as soon as possible. Thinking of this, the young man's footsteps became even faster.
"I defeated you easily...and I didn't even draw my sword..." Chiyang Dao Kuang was surprised when he heard this.
It seems to be unexpected, and it also seems to be very interesting.
A young man in his twenties, about the same age as his disciple, arrogantly calls himself the God of Swords, and has great strength.
Whether he can be compared with the Changhe Sword King is aside, but being able to easily defeat his disciples without drawing his sword is indeed very strong, at least at the level of a titled warrior.
young!
Titled Warrior!
Enough to pique your own interest.
"Master, do you accept the challenge?" the young man asked.
"My Red Sun Sword has not been unsheathed for a long time." The Red Sun Sword Maniac did not answer directly, but said.
"I understand." The young man was immediately excited.
My master accepted the challenge.
And this battle will take place three days later.
The location of the battle was not the Jinghou Mansion, but the Royal City Martial Arts Arena.
The Royal City Fighting Arena is a public place where warriors duel. Most warriors will choose to fight here to show off their skills.
Therefore, the news that the Sword God challenged the Chiyang Sword Maniac and that the Chiyang Sword Maniac accepted the challenge was swept by the storm and was known to many people.
Chiyang Dao Kuang is one of the top titled warriors with great strength. If you want to kill him, you will have to mobilize the Divine Gong Battalion or send hundreds of elite soldiers to surround and kill him in an open place.
If it is in complex terrain, it will be more difficult to kill.
For such a powerful man with super powerful force, every move he makes attracts much attention.
For civilians, studying and practicing martial arts are the way out, because it will make them live a better life. Even if the warriors decline, it will also be for the royal family and the nobles.
However, the nobles did not dare to underestimate Chiyang Sword Mania, at least on the surface, because super strong force was a kind of deterrence.
This is an era of decline of the samurai, and it is also a contradictory era that requires the samurai's high-strength force, but at the same time weakens their influence invisibly.