The top of the Gaia Iron Tower in the City of Steel is the highest place in the entire City of Steel. Standing on the top of the tower, you can overlook the entire City of Steel, take in the vast land, and feel as if you can touch the star-studded night sky with your hand.
The diameter of the disc at the top of the tower is only three or four meters. The old sword god and Yiquan were standing on one side, peeing.
Yiquan lowered his head and glanced at his victory, then turned to look at the old swordsman, silently pulled up his pants, and said: "Old senior, you lost."
"old."
The old sword god shook his head and sighed, and said: "Back then, I peed three feet in the wind, but now my shoes are wet in the wind. I'm old, I'm old..."
Yiquan said expressionlessly: "Since you have lost, then fulfill your promise and have another sword debate with this junior."
The old sword god was silent for a moment, and said after a moment: "If you can't even win by taking a piss, how can I beat you in a sword debate? No matter what, absolutely no matter."
Yiquan was stunned and said: "What kind of logic is this? Is the old man trying to cheat?"
The old sword god did not answer, but asked: "Do you know why I carry a wooden sword on my back?"
Yiquan groaned, shook his head and said, "I don't know."
The old sword god pulled out the wooden sword and handed it to Yiquan. Yiquan hesitated for a moment, then reached out to catch the wooden sword. After catching it, a trace of astonishment flashed across his calm face, and he said doubtfully: "This sword..." ..?"
The old sword god grinned. Two of his front teeth were missing, but his teeth were white and neat. He suddenly stretched out his right hand and raised it to the sky, shouting: "Sword coming from the west!"
Sword Comes to the West is the name of the old sword god.
But he is not calling himself, what he is calling is a sword from the west.
The sword was like a stream of light, cutting through the night sky. It was unknown where it came from, but it fell into the hands of the old sword god.
"Dang..."
The sound of the sword was crisp and clear, resounding through the starry sky.
The old sword god gently stroked the blade of the sword, as if caressing a lover, and said softly: "This is my sword, and that wooden sword is just wood carved into a sword."
Yiquan frowned and asked: "What does this mean? This junior is confused."
The old sword god turned to look at Yiquan, his eyes suddenly brightened, a bit brighter than the stars. He spoke solemnly and said two words seriously.
"Pack!"
"force!"
After saying this, the old sword god burst into laughter, as loud and bold as a man in his prime.
Carrying a wooden sword is just to show off. This explanation is so unreasonable, yet so reasonable.
Yiquan was stunned, but his eyes gradually became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Junior thinks that senior is not such a reputation-conscious person."
The old Sword God's smile gradually faded, and he said: "The position of Sword God is very unstable. I don't know how many more years I can sit on it. I used to not care, but now I don't want to step down."
Yiquan smiled bitterly and said: "The word "Sword God" is at ease in people's hearts. Why should the old man be so worried about it?"
The old sword god looked into the distance and said in a low voice: "If you have concerns in your heart, you will naturally have to do it. At least until the day comes when the two children no longer rely on the sword, I can't step down from the position of sword god."
Yiquan suddenly realized, "That's it."
The two children were naturally referring to the brothers and sisters of the Ye family. Yiquan did not expect that the old swordsman, who had always been "noble", would do this for the two of them. Of course, the word "noble" might also be his illusion all along.
There are still one or two fairies who can't eat the fireworks of the world, but the old man who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world seems to be one of the major delusions in life.
Yiquan thought for a while and said: "The old man values such things, those two children seem to be very extraordinary."
The old swordsman's eyes brightened a little more, and his interest seemed to have improved a lot. He smiled and said: "It's more than extraordinary, it's like a dragon or a phoenix. I'm not bragging. The swordsmanship talents of these two children are a little weaker than you were back then." So a little bit.”
The corner of Yiquan's mouth twitched slightly. Today, he had completely refreshed his understanding of the old sword god.
He was silent, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes. For him, the more geniuses there are in the world, the richer the foundation of humankind. This is a great thing, because in this era of disasters, real talents are needed. Heroes need truly strong men in the unpredictable doomsday disaster in the future.
The old sword god seemed to have opened up his chatterbox, and continued without waiting for Yiquan to answer: "Twenty years ago, I wanted to accept you as my disciple, but you refused in every possible way, which broke my heart. Don't run away tomorrow, and watch carefully. Take a look at the good disciples I have found in the past twenty years, and take a look at the two great sword gods in the future."
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The next day, although not everyone was watching, the communication battle that still attracted the attention of many people was finally going to happen as scheduled.
The newcomers to [Gaia] were forced to watch the exchange battle, so they came to the competition venue early regardless of whether they wanted to or not. This circular venue, which can seat at least tens of thousands of people, was originally created for various competitions. This year’s newcomers The king will also be born here, and exchange battles with various organizations will also be held here.
The people of the City of Steel will see such a communication war every two years. In fact, they don’t have much expectation, or even the slightest expectation, but there are still some people who are greedy for the small advantage of free viewing, and some people think that In order to witness the graceful demeanor of the Ye family brothers and sisters, I had to come and take a look. Coupled with the news of the arrival of the old sword god, the audience for this communication battle exceeded the previous size. From less than half of the seats, it successfully became a full audience. Half full.
The exchange players on both sides also arrived in their respective lounges early. This exchange match was the same as before, with a total of seven rookie contests. Although it was a four-win system, even if all seven games were lost, all seven games must be played.
[Zeus] In the lounge here, except Ye Wuqing, a cold little girl, who is sitting in the corner with her eyes closed and concentrating, the other six people are talking and laughing, surrounding Ye Wuqing, but what they are discussing is not this time The exchange battle is the training and selection the day after tomorrow.
No one took this communication battle seriously. For them, this was the task of the organization. They only had to go on the field and defeat their opponents in the shortest time. There was no need to ridicule or ridicule. Ignoring the coldest ridicule .
But the lounge on [Gaia's] side almost exploded because they were missing one person.
Miss Lizi sent a message with only one sentence in it, "Tu Dahei is in deep trance now and should not be able to come!"
Compared with a communication battle that is destined to fail miserably, the rare opportunity to enter deep concentration is of course a hundred times more important. No one will unreasonably say, "It's a waste to enter concentration, wake him up quickly."
The little mosquito was not worried but happy. He cheered in the dull lounge and said: "Shi... Lord Tu Dahei is mighty!"
Kevin's mouth twitched, and he followed the words of Little Mosquito and said, "Well, it's a good thing."
Mu Yuesheng was still meditating with her eyes closed, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
In contrast, the other three newcomers had gloomy expressions. In order to gather seven people, they were temporarily selected as contestants. They were already in a very bad mood. Now Tu Dahei has fallen into bad luck with "deep meditation". The way they "escaped" really made them jealous.
All three of them complained in a low voice, but did not dare to say anything more.
It is indeed so rare to fall into deep trance. No one would think of waking up Shi Xiaobai. Even Li Zi, who asked Shi Xiaobai to slap her in the face yesterday, was very happy. On the contrary, she was in a better mood and forgot everything about today.
However, [Gaia] is missing one person after all.
The top management of [Gaia] made a prompt decision and randomly selected a substitute candidate among the newcomers. They put Shi Xiaobai in the last game. If he can catch up by then, then he will go. If he cannot catch up, then let the substitute be used. Make up.
The substitute candidate was already cursing his mother in his heart. The finale of the final match was bound to be against one of the Ye family siblings. Wouldn't it be a death wish for him to fight against the fifth scum
But at this moment, a person suddenly appeared in the lounge.
As soon as the man entered the door, he loudly said: "I want to participate in the communication battle!"
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(PS: It took a lot of chapters to set the stage, but I can’t deny that the foreshadowing is quite exciting, right? Anyway, the real drama in my heart is about to begin. Don’t worry if I hope Shi Xiaobai will upgrade soon. This book I can still write for a long time. I control my pace a little slower. I just don’t want to upgrade to invincibility or something after writing one or two million words. Enjoyment is very important, but durability is also indispensable!)