The arena was set on a silver planet that was full of holes.
The surroundings were silent.
If one looked into the distance from here, they would be able to see a blue planet. If they were to look directly at it, it would be a little too shocking, so much so that Fang Mingjing's eyes were shining.
The Little Saint liked good-looking things.
The others in the group felt the same way. However, what they were more concerned about were the two people on the battlefield.
On one side, there was the world's number one sword hero who wielded a black saber and had eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
On the other side, there was a man in his prime who had the aura of a lion and stood tall like a statue. On his tall and straight body, there were six to seven swords of different styles.
"…Mr. Sodros, please give me some advice.”
Eagle Eye Mihawk revealed a rare excited smile.
He held the handle of the black saber behind him, and his heart was surging.
He had been looking forward to this moment.
In the chat group, the person he cared about the most was the so-called " Sword God ", Soldros. From the information uploaded by the group leader, Hawkeye could even realize how powerful Soldros was.
"Teach…me?"
Clang--
There was a sudden soft sound. It was the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
Soldros smiled faintly as he unsheathed the long sword hanging on his waist and naturally raised his hand. His movements were not fast, but rather slow. For some reason, it gave off a natural feeling.
"Are you planning to use a tachi?"
"That's right. You should be more used to fighting with this kind of saber, right?”
"…Then, here I come!"
Hawkeye couldn't hold it in anymore. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He gripped his black blade tightly and took a step forward. His fighting spirit surged like a whirlpool.
In contrast, Sodros 'steps were steady and powerful, yet silent.
"It's starting."
Everyone's spirits were lifted.
Boom!
With the sound of a fierce collision, the two swordsmen, who each had the name of the strongest, instantly engaged in battle.
It was clearly just a short exchange of blows, but it caused an impact that could easily tear through the atmosphere. The violent airflow crushed the ground under the feet of both parties like an explosion.
"What an imposing slash.”
Sodros praised him leisurely. At this moment, he flipped his wrist that was holding the hilt of the sword. The blade light of the tachi instantly turned into an arc and approached Mihawk's neck.
"Mr. Sodros doesn't seem to be using a famous saber?”
When Mihawk parried it, he couldn't help but wonder.
"…Ah, it's just an ordinary, barely sharp knife.”
Although the two of them were talking, the momentum of their fight was unusually intense.
The weapons that were swung with all their strength stirred up a strong wind, and the ferocious impact ravaged the atmosphere. The aura of the two people fighting was enough to tear everything apart.
Sodros…
Jorakol Mihawk…
Every step they took could pierce through the ground, and every time their weapons clashed, the wind pressure they created could cut through the ground.
Amidst the chaotic sword shadows, the long saber and the black saber collided fiercely again and again, producing a large number of golden sparks that flew everywhere. At the same time, an incomparable torrent of destruction was released wantonly.
"A competition of sword techniques can actually reach this level!”
"So powerful…"
"But Soderos isn't serious at all.”
"Yes, rather than saying that it's a battle, it's more accurate to say that it's a coaching session.”
Purple Eight Clouds and Stained Blue sighed.
On the side, Hestia and Rina were a little confused. After all, the results they saw, didn't they seem to be evenly matched?
However, the reality was that Hawkeye's every attack was easily resolved by Sodros.
If Hawkeye's black sword, Night, was the lightning of nature, then the barely sharp katana was a lightning rod that could quietly dissolve the lightning of nature.
"You always predict my attacks in advance.”
"No, it's just the result of accumulating experience.”
The silver-haired old man replied in a cheerful tone.
He didn't have the domineering ability of seeing and hearing, but his years of experience allowed him to grasp insight that was far beyond seeing and hearing.
Upper arms, shoulders, arms, head, ankles, thighs, fingers-
His hale and hearty eyes captured his opponent's expression and muscle movements clearly. Mihawk's body gave Sodros too much information. The direction of his muscles 'strength and sword moves fell into his eyes.
"Be careful."
Soldros suddenly reminded him.
The old man raised his right wrist, which was holding the sword, and his left hand also touched the hilt. He raised the tachi to the same level as his chin and narrowed his eyes sharply.
Swoosh!
The slashes released in an instant formed a criss-crossing sword net. The airtight vacuum attack could break the enemy into pieces in just a breath.
……
There were still two chapters at night.
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