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Worship Sword City, in the central square.
Today is the time when the Sword Seizing Conference is officially held. Swordsmen from all walks of life gather together. From the sword master to the ordinary swordsmen, they are all looking forward to it.
On a high platform, there is a shelf with a sword on it.
The sword is three feet three in length. The whole body of the sword is glowing with green light. There are countless gorgeous lines on it. Threads of sword energy are wrapped around the edge of the sword. The hilt is inlaid with gems. The sword's quill is a dragon's head. It is exquisite.
Under the high platform, all the swordsmen looked at the sword with burning eyes.
"Is this a century-old famous sword? It is indeed worthy of its name. I can feel the cold sword energy from a distance."
"This sword has not yet recognized its owner, but this sword energy is already the top supreme weapon. If it can be nurtured by a saint, it can become a holy weapon in less than half a year, and it can even reach the level of a holy king's weapon in the future."
"I am bound to get this sword!"
"Haha, no one can steal this century-old sword from me."
"You are thinking of eating peaches, this is mine."
All the swordsmen are destined to win.
In a restaurant at the scene of the sword seizing competition, Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu were sitting by the window, watching the lively crowd with relish.
"Master, aren't you going to seize the sword?" Lan Yu asked curiously.
Kuangren Chu thought for a while, "Let's take a look first. Although this sword is not bad, it doesn't make much difference to me whether I get it or not."
Although he now has the Qingling Sword Box, there are more than a dozen famous swords in the sword box that Jian Greed seized, and each one is no worse than the century-old famous sword. Therefore, whether he takes the sword or not has no impact on him. .
At this time, a person walked up on the high platform.
He is the son of the current head of the Feng family, and it is Feng Ming who invited Kuangren Chu to visit the Feng family yesterday.
"Everyone, this famous sword called Tiangang is made of ten thousand years of black iron combined with the flames of the earth's core. It is indestructible and powerful enough to break mountains. It is the highest masterpiece of Sword Worship City in the past hundred years..."
Feng Ming introduced the famous sword to everyone on the high platform. Although everyone in the audience was agitated, they still listened patiently.
"I now announce that the Sword Seizing Conference will begin now!"
"The rules remain as before. Whoever can stand to the end in the ring will be the master of this Tiangang sword! Everyone, please show your talents!"
Feng Ming laughed, then turned around and jumped off the ring.
Among the crowd, there were swordsmen who couldn't hold themselves back for a long time and jumped onto the ring directly, saying: "Is there anyone who wants to give me some advice on the Tiger Sword?"
Whoosh…
A swordsman rushed to the ring, "Please!"
Without any courtesy, the two swordsmen started fighting immediately.
The sword energy flew up and wreaked havoc in the void.
The sword seizing competition was in full swing, the swordsmen were fighting vigorously, and you were coming and going. Kuangren Chu and Lan Yu were cracking melon seeds and dried fruits in the restaurant, watching with gusto.
But after a while Chu Kuangren lost interest, "The strength of these swordsmen is just like this. Except for some sword masters who are somewhat interesting, the rest are either flashy or vulgar."
"Of course these people can't compete with Young Master. By the way, Young Master, Sword Worship City has spent so much effort to forge a centuries-old sword. Why do you want to hold a sword seizing competition and give the sword to others? Isn't this a loss?"
Lan Yu asked with some confusion.
Kuangren Chu smiled and said: "Lan Yu, don't look at the swordsmiths of the Feng family who all have thick eyebrows and big eyes, like big bosses, but they can actually run this entire Sword Worshiping City. How stupid can they be?"
"How can they make a loss-making business?"
"First of all, this sword seizing conference can attract a large number of swordsmen to come to Sword City. This will greatly boost the economic income of restaurants, inns and other industries in the city, and also allow the swordsmiths to sell more swords."
"Secondly, building a reputation in the City of Sword Worship and making friends with the world's most powerful swordsmen with century-old famous swords. They all say that you are short-handed. Those swordsmen who have acquired century-old swords are actually indebted to the Feng family."
"Spiritual stones, reputation, connections, it's just a sword. A sword seizing competition has taken all of them. Do you still think they have lost money?"
Chu Kuangren said slowly, while Lan Yu stood thoughtfully beside him and said, "Young Master is right, they are indeed human beings."
While Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu were talking, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the sword seizing conference below.
I saw a young man's figure flashing onto the ring, his sword energy flowing around him, and a powerful Taoist charm pouring out.
"Li Xingchen, please give me some advice."
The young man who took the stage was Li Xingchen.
Chu Kuangren glanced at him and said with a smile: "He really went up, that's fine, just to see the power of the Star Dao Body."
When Li Xingchen was reminiscing with Chu Kuangren, he said that he was not very interested in century-old famous swords, but he wanted to join in the fun and take this opportunity to compete with the world's swordsmen to test his own strength.
"Li Xingchen from Baiyulou, let me meet you for a moment!" A young man stepped onto the ring, and he was also a talented person with good looks.
"please."
Li Xingchen handed over his hand, then took out a sword with Xingchen Daoyun flowing on his body, and fought with Tianjiao.
Although he does not have the name of Young Emperor, Li Xingchen's strength is comparable to that of Young Emperor, and few among the younger generation can match him.
I saw sword light flowing around Li Xingchen's body, and every sword strike seemed to be blessed by the power of the stars, making it dazzling.
After a while, the genius who fought against him was defeated.
"I agree." Li Xingchen said with his hands in hand.
Then, he looked around and said proudly: "I wonder if there are any other fellow Taoists who want to come up and give it a try?"
In the restaurant, Kuangren Chu smiled: "It's different now that I have Grandpa with me. He is indeed much better than three years ago."
According to his estimation, Li Xingchen is now probably similar to young emperors such as Lin Batian and Ao Cang, and his combat power is comparable to that of the Venerable.
He is even stronger than ordinary sages. Even if he encounters a supreme level master, he can survive a few moves.
… …
Just when the sword seizing competition was in full swing.
In a valley in Baijian City, the temperature in the valley is very high. Furnaces for refining weapons stand tall, and the sound of gold and iron clashing can be heard endlessly.
Dozens of swordsmiths were busy shirtless.
"Why are there so few people in Tianhuo Valley today?" A swordsmith looked around and asked curiously.
"It's not the Sword Seizing Conference yet, all those people went to watch the excitement." A black-haired man said with a hammer on his shoulder.
"Tsk, I don't know who the master of the Tiangang Sword will be."
"It won't be you anyway."
"You can't say that. After all, the Tiangang Sword was also forged here. Strictly speaking, I should be considered the creator of the Tiangang Sword. I'm just concerned about what happened."
"One of the creators." The black-haired man corrected.
"Not to mention Tiangang, how many century-old famous swords in the past dynasties did not come out of Tianhuo Valley? Boy, before you came here, we didn't know how many century-old swords we had given away."
One of the swordsmiths laughed and patted the grumbling swordsmith on the shoulder.
At this time, the black-haired man carrying the heavy hammer frowned and looked out of the valley, "There seems to be some movement."
As soon as the words were finished, the masked monks rushed into the valley one by one. The black-haired man's face changed drastically when he saw this, "No, there are enemies!!"
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