"Setenda?"
The group of shirtless warriors were shocked when they heard this. It was obvious that they had heard of Setenda, a famous warrior in Ulster.
They sized up Setenda. He looked to be in his teens and did not even have a beard. He looked very young.
"Ha, a little fellow like you dares to learn from the great Donar? Don't think you're all that just because you're the son of the king's sister.”
"There are no princes here, only the best warriors!”
The Celtics valued the beard very much. They immediately looked at Setenda with contempt, thinking that he was just a little brat.
A burly man with a thick beard stood out from the group of warriors. He held a huge axe in his hand and was unusually large. He was probably close to two meters tall. He pointed his weapon at Setenda and laughed." Brat, hurry up and get out of here and go back to your hometown."
Setenda looked at this group of people with disdain…His adoptive father Fergus also had a bald chin, but if these people saw Fergus coming over with the Neon Sword, would they dare to say anything?
"Since all of you look down on me, then I won't be polite.”
Setenda unsheathed a sword that glinted with a cold light from his waist. This sword did not have a name. At most, it was a very sharp sword in the general sense. However, there was a small interlude regarding Setenda's acquisition of this sword.
The wooden spear he had used before was just a toy at best. For this reason, he ran to the King of Concubine and asked for a weapon before he set off.
"Of course, no problem. Setenda, you can choose any weapon in my armory.”Concubine said generously.
However, when Setenda walked into the armory, he found a sword that looked pretty good. He casually picked it up and swung it with all his might. In the end, the entire sword broke in an instant, and half of the sword was thrown out and stabbed into the wall.
The smelting technology of this era was just so-so, and the quality of the weapons was very average--except for those that were forged using magic.
Setenda felt that the situation was very awkward. Without saying a word, he placed the broken sword on the ground and went to get another one. The result was the same--as long as he swung his sword hard, the sword would immediately break.
It wasn't just one or two, but more than ten weapons were shattered and broken by him.
"King, what happened? Are all the swords here fragile?" Setenda's expression was extremely dissatisfied.
"This... Setenda, you might as well not take the swords here. I'll give you my sword.”ConQiufu sighed as he looked at the broken swords on the ground.
Thinking back, Setenda felt that this experience was like Sun Wukong going to the Dragon Palace to retrieve a weapon. However, this sword was only at the level of being useful and was far inferior to the Godly Sea Steadying Needle.
"Oh, you want to fight with us? Don't blame us if you die here.。”The bearded man stood up and walked in front of Setenda. Their height and size formed a stark contrast.
"Cut the crap."
"Humph."
Setenda's attitude had obviously angered the bearded warrior, while the surrounding shirtless warriors looked like they were watching a show.
"That kid is finished. Big brother Terry is the strongest among us.”
"Yeah, Master often praises Big Brother Triji. This little brat is overestimating himself. He actually wants to challenge us.”
"Take this, little brat!"
Tridge's eyes were filled with ferocity as he swung his broad-bladed axe towards Setenda's neck. He had actually made a vicious move.
With this move, Triggi could directly split a cow in half from the middle. If an ordinary soldier used a weapon to block it, they would only be split in half with their weapon.
He knew very well that this move of his was a big one. Setenda would most likely be able to block it in time. The sword in his hand was not an ordinary sword that could block it, but he would definitely be shocked by the huge impact until his thumb and forefinger bled and his entire body went numb. If he attacked like this, he would not have the face to continue looking for Donald to become his disciple.
Clang! The sound of metal colliding rang out, and sparks flew between the two weapons.
"What?!"
Triggi looked at Setenda. Setenda maintained his posture of blocking with his sword. He stood steadily and did not take a step back.
"Is that all you have, big guy?”
Setenda laughed coldly and instantly slashed his sword at Triji. His sword was like lightning. Terry hurriedly bent down to dodge the sword and took a few steps back. Setenda stood where he was and did not pursue.
"Phew... That was close, that was close. You're quite capable.”Terry's gaze changed as he looked at Setenda. The person in front of him did not seem to be as simple as a child. They had fought to a draw just now…
"Triggi, your beard!"
The surrounding warriors suddenly reminded him. Triji was shocked. He touched his beard and suddenly realized that a large portion was missing. Looking at the ground again, many gray beards had fallen. If it wasn't his own, then who else could it be?
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