Chapter 33: Wipe Out the Edge (3)

"Wangcheng's expenses are really astonishing." In a not-so-high-end restaurant room, Chen Zong couldn't help but wry smile.

It's been a long time, and I have never been troubled by money. This time, if I hadn't found some gold shells from the Cracking Sword, I am afraid that even boarding and lodging would be a problem in this royal city.

Even if it is an ordinary restaurant room, the cost is not low.

With all the gold shells on my body, it is estimated that it can last for seven or eight days, which is the most common expense. If it is a better expense, it will be gone in two or three days.

How to get some money?

Busking?

Chen Zong can't do it, and he won't do it.

Become an offering to a nobleman or a family?

It was not what Chen Zong wanted.

Then go to the casino.

The casinos in Wangcheng are very popular and blatant, and it is rumored that they have big backers.

Chen Zong has never learned gambling skills, but his super abilities in all aspects endowed Chen Zong with amazing learning ability and insight, so after losing a few games at the beginning, he won again.

In two hours, Chen Zong won hundreds of gold shells, enough for him to live a good life for a period of time before leaving.

This casino is huge, and there are tens of thousands of gold shells coming in and out every day. A mere few hundred is nothing, and it will not attract the special attention of the casino's senior management, so there are no unnecessary troubles.

With Jin Bei, Chen Zong began to buy information, which was naturally related to Wangcheng.

For example, the various forces and warrior masters in the royal city are not secrets, so they are not expensive, ten gold shells are enough.

Wangcheng is the place where the royal family is located, and it is the center and important place of a country. There have always been many powerful forces entrenched here, and their ancestors have lived here for generations.

The royal family is the most powerful, followed by the House of the Four Marquises and the Mansion of the Great General of the State, followed by the Samurai Residence and the Eight Great Aristocratic Families.

Of course, Chen Zong cared more about masters.

There are as many as eighty-eight titled warriors listed in the information. Of course, not all of them, and there are secret parts that want to know, and they have to pay more gold shells.

However, Chen Zong felt that eighty-eight titled warriors should be enough.

In addition, there are three great warriors.

The eighty-eight titled warriors and the three great warriors became Chen Zong's challenge target.

Sharpen the blade with a master!

Chen Zong looked at them one by one.

There are eighty-eight titled warriors, and their strength is naturally strong and weak, but there are two special identities.

One is the Great General Zhen Guo, who not only holds a high position and authority, but is also a powerful titled warrior himself.

The second is Marquis Wu, one of the Four Marquises, and one of the Four Marquises who possesses extraordinary force. Although the samurai have declined, it is undeniable that having extraordinary force is not a bad thing.

It's just because martial arts practitioners need to devote themselves wholeheartedly, work very hard, and consume a lot of food and supplements, which leads to fewer and fewer martial arts practitioners.

Marquis Wu has a high position and authority, and he has a powerful military force with the title of warrior. He is also known as the Shuanglong of Longxuan Kingdom along with the Great General of Zhenguo.

Chen Zong did not intend to challenge these two, his purpose was to analyze the mysteries of titled warriors, if he challenged these two, after winning, he would be in constant trouble.

With a brush drawn, Chen Zong marked the names of the titled warriors he was going to challenge one by one.

Chiyang Sword Maniac!

Storm Warrior!

The Sword King of Changhe!

...

There are nine people in total, apart from Marquis Wu and General Zhen Guo, they are the strongest nine among the eighty-eight titled warriors.

Among them, four belong to the royal family, and it is not easy to challenge, so let's start with the other four.

The easiest one to challenge should be Changhe Sword King in my samurai resort.

The Samurai Hotel is the headquarters of the samurai. It was created by the Sunset Warrior in the new era. The Sunset Warrior felt the decline of the samurai in this era and wanted the samurai to leave their last dignity, so he established the Samurai Hotel.

The headquarters of this samurai hotel is located in the royal city.

Xiyang Martial Saint is one of the three great Martial Saints of Longxuan Kingdom, possessing the terrifying strength of one enemy and one thousand elite soldiers, and it is even more terrifying if it is in a complex terrain.

Anyone who wants to assassinate, unless the opponent is a martial saint or has close protection from a martial saint, everyone else will definitely die.

Such a fearsome and strong man, even if the samurai fell, others would not dare to underestimate him.

Everyone was angry, blood spattered five steps.

Of course, if it's not the Martial Saint, but just a warrior, even a titled warrior, it is impossible for the warrior resort to be successfully established, and even if it is established by luck, it will not be able to maintain it.

Everything lies in the deterrence of force.

Although the samurai hotel was successfully established and operated for more than 20 years, the decline of the samurai is the general trend and is inevitable. Therefore, the samurai hotel is not strong.

Putting it side by side with the eight noble families is entirely for the sake of Wu Sheng Xiyang.

As a Martial Saint, he naturally wouldn't be able to deal with everything in the establishment. His agent was Changhe Sword King, a titled warrior with top strength.

Changhe Sword King had just finished dealing with some matters in the resort, and someone sent a post up. When he saw it, his eyes immediately focused. How long has it been, and he has never accepted such a post.

Battle post!

This post looks very simple, silver-gray, with a pattern of swords and swords clashing on it, which is the standard battle post for a samurai challenge.

In the past, the Sword King of Changhe sent battle invitations to others, and also received others' invitations, but since his strength reached the top of the titled warrior, he never received it again.

Letting go of some nostalgia, Changhe Sword King opened the battle post with his callused fingers, and a ray of cold light burst out of his eyes, as sharp as a sword.

that word!

that word...

That word... actually gave him an indescribable feeling. The moment he opened the battle post, it was like seeing a sharp sword unsheathed. Every word and every stroke revealed amazing sharpness. The sheath is normal.

And this kind of sharpness can only be felt by those who have certain attainments in swordsmanship.

"So strong!" Changhe Sword King's silent heart was lifted immediately, and a trace of fighting spirit sprouted.

Don't say who it is, just the sharpness revealed in this word is enough to make him fight against it, and immediately, he looked at the signature.

Sword God!

Those two words immediately made Changhe Sword King's eyes shrink like needles, and a trace of indescribable anger grew from the deepest part of his heart.

"Arrogance, arrogance!" Changhe Sword King couldn't help but put his palm on the back of the chair, as if he wanted to smash it into pieces.

Sword God!

Who dares to be called the sword god.

Even the Golden Dragon Sword Master among the three great martial saints would not dare to call himself that.

Sword God!

God of Swords!

Not only arrogant, but also very ignorant.

"After three days, very good, I want to let you know the fate of arrogance." Changhe Sword King was very angry.

Annoyance lies in the arrogance and ignorance of the other party. Claiming to be a god is an insult to the sword.

As a person who has practiced sword for decades and regards the sword as his closest partner, he will never allow it.

Three days!

The date of the appointment is three days later, and the location of the appointment is in the Samurai Hotel.

time flies.

For the past three days, Chen Zong has been honing his sword skills while comprehending.

On the third day, the Changhe Sword King bathed and burned incense, wiped the sword, his fingers were gentle, as if touching his lover's delicate cheeks, and his eyes were as gentle as the water of the long river flowing past.

Immediately, he put down the soft white silk cloth, clasped the hilt of the sword with five fingers of his right hand, and a sword flower bloomed out of thin air.

With a clang, the sword was put into its sheath, and the brilliance dissipated. Changhe Sword King stood up, a trace of sharpness quietly condensed, and the soft light like flowing water in his eyes also turned sharp.

Turning around and striding towards the door, he knew that the man who called himself the Sword God had arrived.

This battle will start.

Chen Zong stood in the wide front yard of the Samurai Hotel, despite being exposed to the scorching sun, but he remained motionless, not a single drop of sweat leaked out.

I am here to challenge the Sword King Changhe, and the Sword King Changhe is the acting owner of the Samurai Pavilion. Naturally, the people in the Samurai Pavilion will not give Chen Zong any good looks, let alone invite him to enter, but let him go. Chen Zong stood under the scorching sun.

Chen Zong's expression was calm and steady, without the slightest anger, if his heart was cold, his enthusiasm would be hard to beat, not to mention Chen Zong's control over himself had reached an astonishing level, standing with such enthusiasm for an hour or two was nothing Big problem.

Of course, if the exposure time is too long, you will also feel uncomfortable.

The reason why he was the first to challenge the Sword King of Changhe was because of the status of the Sword King of Changhe, etc., it was easier to challenge. Secondly, the opponent also used a sword. Thirdly, Chen Zong needed to have a sufficient reputation to challenge others better. .

The battle post was signed with the word "Sword God", which was amazing, and it was naturally to prevent the Changhe Sword King from rejecting his challenge.

Chen Zong was waiting, because it was said that the Changhe Sword King had the habit of bathing, burning incense and wiping his sword before fighting with others, which would take at least an hour.

Immediately, facing the open gate of the front yard, a figure appeared, that figure was slender, walking with a steady pace, every step seemed to be carefully measured, just right.

This kind of pace immediately made Chen Zong's eyes light up slightly, and he immediately judged that this person's combat experience is extremely rich, and his combat talent is also very superb, because that kind of pace seems simple, but he can make offensive and defensive advances and retreats in an instant.

This will be a good opponent.

Following the steps, Chen Zong saw the opponent's body, slender and straight, with a back like a sword.

Its five fingers are slender, and the outline of calluses on the palm can be vaguely seen. This is the hand with a sword.

That face looked about forty or so years old, the eyebrows were as sharp as a sword, but the eyes were deep, and there was a trace of sharpness quietly condensing in the deep, as if the sword was about to be unsheathed, showing a shocking expression. The edge of the world.

The ordinary face has a bit of vicissitudes, and those eyes are like the finishing touch, making that face extraordinary and unforgettable.

The Sword King of Changhe!

Changhe Sword King stepped forward with one step, staring at Chen Zong's face through dozens of meters, suddenly startled.

young!

This was Changhe Sword King's first impression, and he couldn't believe it immediately.

Although it is very arrogant to call himself a sword god, it is undeniable that the words on the battle post are unique. In his opinion, they are not something that a young man in his twenties can write.

If a swordsman in his thirties wrote such words, Sword King Changhe could barely believe it, but if a swordsman in his forties wrote such words, Sword King Changhe would not doubt it.

But in his twenties, he was really too young. At this age, being able to become an elite warrior was already regarded as an extraordinary talent. nt

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