Just when everyone was amazed by Emperor Fu Ling Yuan's sword, a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of Heavenly Dao Yuluo's mouth.

"What a cunning swordsmith."

"Yes, Your Highness." But he also laughed, "What he showed just now, it looks like that, but the actual battle is much more complicated, not a simple frontal attack can determine the outcome of the battle, especially in high-level battles, the timing of the shot, as well as the angle and direction of the attack, the difference in time and speed, are the key to determining the outcome of the victory." ”

Heavenly Dao Yuluo nodded in agreement, "Emperor Fu Ling Yuan put it bluntly, he is such a person. ”

Avoid the important and light, and be good at demagoguery.

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Ye Ziqing's brows furrowed slightly, "It seems that it can indeed achieve the countermeasure effect of defeating the strong with the weak, but no matter what, this sword will always have an upper limit on the absorption and rebound ability of attacks, right?" ”

"The sword itself has a certain bearing capacity, and if it exceeds it, it will cause it to break."

Emperor Fu Ling Yuan was so sincere that it was not at all like his own style.

"Ah...... I see. ”

Hearing his words, the audience showed regretful expressions.

"In this way, it doesn't mean that any attack can be absorbed."

"Even so, it's already a great sword, think about it, how many people can have the ability to break that sword?"

Yes, it was witnessed by everyone just now, but it was the attack of Lord Siyang, the master of the tenfold realm of the Sword Country.

Even if it's not all it takes, it's already reaching a point where it's breathtaking.

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"This sword is strong and strong, and weak is weak, it depends on what the sword masters think."

The bright-looking girl beside Ye Zhao held her cheek with her right hand, with a serious face.

"How to say it, it's a type that is strong when it's strong, and weak when it's weak, you need to have your own strength as a guarantee, if the strength of both sides is relatively weak, then the sword will be almost useless."

The girl frowned slightly, and a pair of big watery eyes looked straight ahead.

"For the master sword moves, this sword can achieve a very magical effect if used well. It is also not impossible to be chosen as a sacrificial sword. ”

"What do you think?" She turned her head sideways and smiled at the resolute-faced man beside her.

Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, and replied to her lightly, "You're right." ”

“…… Ay? The girl's smile stiffened, and she looked at him blankly, "That's it?" ”

"You're very reasonable." Ye Zhao mobilized the muscles on his face and reluctantly cooperated with her to squeeze out a smile.

"Huh! What a boring person," the girl looked disappointed and pursed her lips in disgust, "I really don't know how Sister Tian Tian fell in love with you." ”

When Zhang Tiantian's name was mentioned, Ye Zhao's face suddenly tensed.

"You should talk less."

"You ...... care"

The girl instinctively got a little angry, but in an instant she understood and obediently closed her mouth.

This is the imperial city of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, and it is full of Xuanmu Division's eyeliner.

She glanced at Ye Zhao suspiciously, although this person was a little old-fashioned, I am afraid that he would have figured out where those Xuanmusi's eyes were.

Just as the two of them were communicating with each other, the voices around them suddenly skyrocketed.

Before the girl realized what was happening, the people next to her stood up.

"Huh, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

Curiously, she tried to get a glimpse of the expressions on people's faces, but from the focus of their unified gaze, she immediately realized the truth of the matter—

The second prince of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, known as the number one swordsmith in the world today, and the one known as the right hand of God, is finally about to play.

The people around him were chanting his name, all cheering for him.

I don't know why, in such an atmosphere, she also began to feel that the blood in her whole body became boiling.

She rubbed the goosebumps that came out of her arms with both hands, stood up and carefully poked her head out of the cracks—

In the circular venue below, there stood a luxurious young man in white clothes, with green hair, plump and handsome, and his eyes were full of unstoppable arrogance......

The girl's heart jumped violently......

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Ye Ziqing Miaoman stared at the highness in front of him with both eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Her bright red lips in the mask raised slightly, thinking that this was the first time that His Highness had taken the sacrificial sword selection so seriously.

Thinking about it carefully, the last time he showed the same serious expression was when -

Maybe eight years ago?

The day when the Right Hand of God participated in the sacrificial sword selection for the first time?

At that time, I was curious, but now...... Ye Ziqing looked at him with interest-

I guess it's also out of curiosity.

Ye Ziqing's eyes made Tiandao Yuluo a little uncomfortable, his brows furrowed tightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Ye Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and retracted the smile hidden in the mask.

She let out a sigh in her heart—

It's really sensitive, Your Highness.

The white ribbon on Tiandao Yuluo's shoulders dragged to the ground, holding the same long sword with a pure white scabbard in his hand, walked in front of Ye Ziqing, and gently placed it on the table.

"[Enlightenment Sword], don't make a mistake, Master Sword Master."

Ye Ziqing couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart when he saw the arrogant expression on his face and the sly smile that appeared in his eyes.

This little bastard......

In addition, Xu Yiwen and Li Yichuan are also in the same mood.

Tiandao Yuluo took the expressions on everyone's faces in his eyes, smiled evilly and took his hand away from the scabbard, and then took a few steps back with his hands behind his back.

He spread his right hand forward and made a gesture of please, signaling that they could begin.

Everyone in the audience was nervous, and they craned their necks to see better.

The right hand of God, this year's sacrificial sword—

What will it be?

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Looking at the gorgeous white cloud dragon pattern scabbard on the table, several sword masters did not pull it out at the first time.

Everyone's eyes fell on it, not knowing what they were pondering.

Ye Ziqing's brows furrowed slightly, and when he remembered Tiandao Yuluo's expression just now, he felt uncomfortable for a while.

This damn brat......

This time last year, he had forged an invisible sword.

I don't know what it was this time......

However, the three sword masters knew that no matter what it was, it would become a test for the sword masters.

Just like the invisible sword last time, there is no way to evaluate it according to ordinary means.

The pressure on the right hand of the god to taste the sword is not ordinary.

"Huh, what's wrong? Is my sword so annoying? Who doesn't want to pull it out and take a look? ”

Tiandao Yuluo raised his eyebrows, his eyes staring at Ye Ziqing, "Or do you all dare?" ”

He let out a sneer in his snort, "Don't worry, it's not something poisonous." ”

Hearing him say this, Long Ying, the swordsmith of the Ghost Sword Country next door, unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Or ......"

Tiandao Yuluo didn't finish speaking, only heard Cang Chang's voice-

Ye Ziqing grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out of its scabbard.

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