“A Sea-Bound Sword wouldn’t even be good enough?”
“That’s quite a mouth you’ve got.”
“Youngsters, they always aim high, dreaming of reaching the heavens in one step.”
“In the end, they end up empty-handed, going down the mountain to buy a fourth-grade iron sword to make up for their regrets…”
“Isn’t that just like Brother Li back then?!”
“Shut up!”
“……”
The swordsmen around were discussing in whispers. In the martial world, there were many young masters with such a big mouth like Ye Feng.
“You don’t understand!”
Bai Li Dong Jun burped, his eyes hazy with intoxication. “Above the sea, there are clouds, and above the clouds, there is the Heavenly Palace. With my brother Ye’s abilities, naturally, he deserves the best!”
Hearing this.
Wen Hu Jiu’s lips twitched slightly. Then, he heard a “thud.” Bai Li Dong Jun seemed to have gotten drunk and fell asleep on the table.
“Drunken words, all drunken words.”
Wen Hu Jiu was startled, then looked around and apologized with a smile.
At this time, the stage was already in a heated battle.
But unlike the competition for the High Mountain Sword, the fight for the Sea-Bound Sword was not as intense…
After all, at this level, the threshold for swordsmanship was already very high. The swordsmen were not fools. They wouldn't think they could get something for nothing. Without true strength, who would dare to step onto the stage for the Sea-Bound Sword?
Soon, the winner emerged on the stage.
Ten martial world swordsmen drew the Sea-Bound Sword at their feet and left the stage with smiles.
Then, Luo Yan Lu’s piano music rang out again. This time, it sounded even more grand and expansive. The sea was vast and boundless, but above the clouds, there was true infinity!
“Sword!”
With the sound of the piano, a loud shout rang out.
A doddering old man holding a long sword leaped from behind the stage and flew into the air. He then twirled his sword, and with both man and sword, plunged onto the stage.
“It’s the Sky Sword Elder!”
Seeing the old man, the crowd gasped!
The Sky Sword Elder, the most powerful elder of the Sky Sword Sect!
However, after coming to the Famous Sword Villa once, he never left…
According to the message he sent back to the Sky Sword Sect, he had become interested in forging swords in his old age. He stayed for six years.
He did not appear at the last sword testing competition…
But this time, he came, bringing a Cloud Heaven-grade sword!
“This sword is called Cloud Severer. Above the clouds, one sword can split the heavens. Does anyone desire it?”
The Sky Sword Elder asked.
“I will!”
A young man in purple stepped onto the stage. He had a delicate jade pendant hanging from his waist, and a beautiful long sword in his hand. More importantly, he had a small flying sword embroidered above his eyebrows.
This was a mark that only the Chen family of the Sky Sword Sect had.
“Uncle!”
Chen Fei Duo, the young master of the Sky Sword Sect, cupped his fists.
“Today, I am not the Sky Sword Elder, I am just a swordsmith, and you are a seeker of swords…”
“If you want the sword, take it.”
The Sky Sword Elder took a step back.
“The gentleman is right. In the sword testing competition, there are only swordsmen, no sects. I also come to seek a sword.”
A middle-aged swordsman leaped onto the stage and drew his sword. “Please!”
The two fought with their sword skills on the stage, and the crowd below exclaimed in amazement.
“Cloud Heaven-grade sword…”
The young swordsmith seemed quite curious about Ye Feng. He couldn't help but ask with a smile, “Young brother, are you interested?”
“It’s a good sword…”
Ye Feng raised his head and glanced at the stage, shaking his head. “But I won’t fight for it.”
“It seems like young brother is aiming for the Heavenly Palace!”
The swordsmith didn’t get angry. He looked at Luo Xuan, who was slowly getting up beside him. It seemed like he was about to step onto the stage to compete for the sword.
“It’s not that…”
Ye Feng took a sip and replied to the swordsmith with a nonchalant smile, “I just don’t like to bully the weak.”
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“Then, what about Young Master Qing Ge?”
Seeing that Luo Xuan had already stood up, the gazes of several people converged on him. He looked stiff, his elegant demeanor faltering, his face flushed. He coughed involuntarily, “Nature calls. Luo Xuan will excuse himself for a moment.”
Lei Meng Sha: (*≧▽≦)!
The young master of the Sky Sword Sect might look young, but he seemed to have extraordinary talent in swordsmanship…
He was also very determined to get the Cloud Severer sword. He had won three consecutive battles on the stage, but he was already drenched in sweat and panting.
It seemed like there were still people below who wanted to step onto the stage, but for some reason, they all looked at Ye Feng first.
“Still young, after all. Even if his swordsmanship is accomplished, his inner strength can’t keep up.”
Wen Hu Jiu tilted his head back and took a gulp of wine, pretending to be casual. “If you don’t give the sword to him, you’re giving others a chance!”
“Go!”
As if hearing Wen Hu Jiu’s hint, the Sky Sword Elder suddenly flicked his sleeve. The long sword flew up from the ground and landed in Chen Fei Duo’s hand with perfect precision.
“The sword has been bestowed upon you. From now on, cherish it well.”
The Sky Sword Elder said in a deep voice.
Chen Fei Duo took the sword and bowed slightly, “Uncle, father told me…”
“This sword is yours. My ties with the Sky Sword Sect are severed. I will spend the rest of my life forging swords at the Famous Sword Villa. I wish to seek a Heavenly Palace sword. You go.”
The Sky Sword Elder said.
Chen Fei Duo hesitated for a moment, nodded, and walked away.
After the two left the stage, the hearts of the swordsmen below all jumped.
Three Cloud Heaven swords…
The first sword had been taken. For them, only one sword remained.
Because the Wú Suāng Chéng came in great force, they would surely take one sword.
As the piano music began again, a woman in red, like a graceful red bird, leaped from behind the stage and landed on the high platform. She held a fiery red sword in her hand, and even on the surface of the blade, one could see faint heat patterns…
The woman in red inserted the sword into the stage. The people below could even feel a considerable warmth.
Such a sword should only be seen in legends.
Legends…
In the past, the Kunlun Sword Immortal wielded twin swords. One was the coldest in the world, called Iron Horse Frost River…
The other was the warmest in the world, called Nine-Nine Profound Yang…
He defeated the old sword immortal of the Famous Sword Villa, but he also lost a sword at the Famous Sword Villa.
The Nine-Nine Profound Yang sword lost its hilt, and after the old sword immortal left, he inserted the broken sword into the forging furnace of the Famous Sword Villa.
“Could it be that the Famous Sword Villa has repaired it?”
Thinking of this legend, many swordsmen looked at each other with bright eyes, exclaiming in disbelief.
“He was a visitor from the Heavenly Palace, yet he fell from the Nine Heavens… ”
A young man in a Taoist robe at Ye Feng’s table sighed, regretting the sword. “What a waste.”
“However, my little junior brother’s birthday is coming soon. It’s a suitable gift for him!”
The young man in the Taoist robe muttered to himself. Just as he was about to leap onto the high platform to snatch this Cloud Heaven sword…
His feet suddenly stumbled, and he heard the young master beside him say in a serious tone, “Swordsmith, this Taoist wants to snatch the sword as a gift…”
“Shouldn’t that be against the rules?”
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