Chapter 31: Randy Martin

Saturday, January 6, 2018

"How is it possible! Beichen Anlan, you!"

"What, Meng De Martin can't believe it? Or, don't you want to accept it?" Beichen Anlan flicked his sleeves and turned to face the eleven Sword Emperors opposite, not afraid.

"New Sword Master!?" Chen Feng felt that his brain didn't seem to be enough.

At this moment, Mende Martin, the first of the eleven, suddenly became depressed, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant. "Your Excellency the Swordmaster, please. And His Excellency Chen Feng. ”

The same group of Sword Emperors standing behind Meng De Martin all became respectful and made way for a few people.

The four of them walked slowly into Martinborough and saw a green lawn that connected the sky and the earth. Dozens of large and small white marble castles are like pearls scattered on the carpet, and they are intertwined by jade-white stone pavement, forming a complex network.

"Ah, old man. As far as I know, they have eleven Sword Emperors, although I don't know how many stars they are. But I think that even if the Hanhai seniors come, they have an absolute chance of winning together. As long as you are a Sword Saint who has been promoted to Sword Saint for less than a hundred years, I think the first six will be enough to settle you. Why are they so afraid of you?"

At this moment, more than a dozen old men present stumbled under their feet. An Lan took a deep breath and said, "Again, I am your grandfather, don't call me an old man." And then, you are right, the Sword Emperor present, it doesn't take six, just four is enough to kill me. So they don't have to be afraid of me, and they're not afraid of me. It's just that your grandfather and I stepped into the realm of the three-star Sword Emperor at least twenty years later than several of them, and now I am already a new Sword Saint, and they are still struggling in the realm of the three-star Sword Emperor. ”

Of course, An Lan's words made several old men stumble under their feet. Especially Meng De, who was at the forefront, was about to cry.

By the time of Martinborough's central building, the Knights' Temple. Chen Feng and the others were arranged to sit down at a huge round table, and the large round table prepared for the legendary twelve knights was already full of nearly 21 seats. At this moment, there will only be a dozen or so people sitting next to it. Chen Feng noticed that among the knights standing around the temple, the weakest were all sword masters, which not only made him convinced of his previous speculation about the strength of the Martin family.

"Your Excellency An Lan, although Your Excellency Chen Feng has brought the tokens of Beichen Hanhai's predecessors, and there is also your recommendation. But I'm sorry, but we still hope to have a simple test of his strength. Because, for five hundred years, Randy's predecessors have never been challenged by a swordsman below the level of the Edgeworther, and this rule has never been broken even within our Martin family. ”

"So, how are you going to be assessed?" An Lan, who was sitting opposite Meng De, said naturally, not surprised at all. After all, he knew that the Martin family had this rule when he himself visited Randy himself in the early years.

"Since Your Excellency Chen Feng is already at the peak of the Sword Sect, then let him duel with the knight Lutus Martin below. If he can make a few hundred Lutes in a duel, we will make an exception for His Excellency Chen Feng to visit Randy's seniors. Meng De replied.

"Oh, Lord Ludes?" An Lan saw the heavily armored knights walking from the guard post, eleven bearded men in the prime of life. He looks to be about forty years old, but of course he is more than forty years old, and his actual age is seventy-two. He is the weakest of the seven knights under Meng De, and has been at the peak of the sword master for more than ten years.

Before he could get An Lan's reply, Chen Feng had already gotten up and picked up the knight's giant sword that was placed beside him. Enron smiled and shook his head, then nodded to Ludes, who looked at him, and told him that he could start the duel.

Chen Feng opened the sword pouch, took out the knight's sword inside, and slowly removed the scabbard. It is an unbladed black iron blacksteel knight's sword with a total length of six feet and five feet with a hilt.

Chen Feng slowly raised the giant sword in his hand above his chest, flipped the blade, and two cold lights flashed across his and Ludes' faces one after another. "Lord Ludes, draw your sword. ”

The big man in his early two meters was almost a head taller than Chen Feng, and his beard almost covered his entire face. A pair of amber blue eyes exuded the characteristic fortitude of a knight, staring at the young man in front of him, there was not a trace of contempt or fear in his heart. He slowly drew his sword from the scabbard, the hilt was seven feet long, and the widest part of the blade reached seven inches, and the snow blade was cold. It is a traditional black iron blacksteel knight's greatsword with an open blade.

Ludes also raised the giant sword in his hand above his chest and gave Chen Feng a standard knightly salute.

([Note] The subordinate knight here is already a real knight himself, so he is qualified to pay tribute to Chen Feng with knightly etiquette.) The reason why they followed Meng De and others was actually more like knights serving the monarch in the Middle Ages in ancient times. ）

The giant sword in Chen Feng's hand slowly slashed down towards his side, and the sword qi that lingered on the sword body swept across the stone floor, opening up a hideous trace. The flying gravel that was shattered by the sword qi annihilated in the air into a puff of white powder.

And the knight in front of him was a more rapid and simple momentum, and the combat boots under his feet stepped out, and he had already slashed at the sword.

The two knight giant swords collided, and the shattered sword qi spread with a loud sound as a spark splashed. The two of them moved half a step sideways almost at the same time, and then a sword burst out, colliding again. Chen Feng jumped back in one step, and slashed down with a sword again. Ludes raised his head to block the sword, and at the same time, four afterimages appeared, and the remaining three giant swords attacked Chen Feng's left and right armpits and chest at the same time in three ways: left up, right up, and straight stab.

Four sparks splashed, and the same four afterimages appeared, and Chen Feng calmly took the first wave of Ludes's attack. When they landed, the distance between the two had already widened by six or seven meters.

Ludes tightened the knight's sword in both hands, and was about to sprint again. But seeing that the corners of Chen Feng's mouth had a crazy evil smile, he actually held the sword fiercely in one hand, and swung out a hideous sword qi to pounce. As Ludes finished gathering momentum, a small crater exploded on the bluestone ground under his feet, and in an instant, as many as a dozen Ludes afterimages scattered as if they exploded. Pain rushed towards Chen Feng with a giant sword from different routes in different ways of attacking. Hundreds of sword qi flew vertically and horizontally, if an ordinary person was in such a dense sword qi attack, he might turn into a sky full of blood mist in an instant. But his opponent was not an ordinary person after all, and the dense sword aura overshadowed Chen Feng's solid aura, making a tooth-sour sound like a blade gnawing glass. Of course, the bursting air flow turned into a powerful wind that washed over the ground, but there was no way to get close to any of the Sword Emperor powerhouses present.

Unlike Ludes's concentrated outburst, Chen Feng's afterimages rushed out in different directions one by one like the legendary doppelgangers, and then turned back to form a huge afterimage array, repeatedly impacting and strangling Ludes's afterimages. At this moment, the duel between the two sword masters looked like hundreds of people were fighting each other. In the chaos of light and shadow, the two have been back and forth for hundreds of rounds in a very short period of time. The sound of the clanging of giant swords and the dazzling sparks of the flowers will shine together.

After the two had fought thousands of rounds of offense and defense, Ludes seized on one of Chen Feng's weak defenses and slammed them out. Chen Feng, who blocked the blow with a sword in one hand, snorted, and ploughed two deep furrows on the ground with both feet.

The wind and thunder surged, and the shattered sword qi blew Chen Feng's broken hair flying, and Ludes's sword blade opened a short line of blood on his face. Chen Feng's afterimage flickered, and he could take on several attacks one after another. Ludes spun into the air and slashed with his sword, kicking out in a gap. Chen Feng couldn't avoid it and flew back six or seven meters again, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Ludes in the distance did not slack off in the slightest, landed on the ground and turned the giant sword in his hand, sprinting in three steps and slashing with a sword.

saw Chen Feng grinning, his bloody smile still evil. Still holding the sword in one hand, he slammed the sword on the spot. The powerful aura exploded, and just when Ludes took advantage of Chen Feng's bounce and was about to make the next attack, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and he was able to set up the knight's giant sword in his hand and block it in front of him.

Chen Feng actually threw out the giant sword in his hand and flew towards him. Just when Ludes wondered why the young man in front of him was so confused and even abandoned the weapon in his hand, he instantly realized that something was wrong.

"How is that possible!?" a powerful impact that was completely beyond Ludes' imagination came from his greatsword like an endless wave.

"Collapse!" I only heard Chen Feng break off, and he had already sprinted into the air and grabbed the giant sword that was bounced back by Ludes. Ludes, on the other hand, was completely shocked by Chen Feng's blow, and he took a few steps back, smashing a piece of ground in one step, and was already out of balance.

"Agreed, senior!" When Chen Feng's voice came from the air, Ludes still felt that the young man's joy was a little premature. But the next moment, Chen Feng slashed down with a sword in the air. Ludes slammed his sword at him, but his feet shattered a large piece of ground with a knee. In that moment of lightning, he felt a powerful shock force coming from the giant sword in his hand.

How could the Concussion Sword have such great power!?

"Your heart is in turmoil, senior. Only then did Ludes react, and after such a violent collision, the two knight greatswords did not bounce off as usual, but seemed to be attracted together by electric nuclear magnetism.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized it was really too late. Although he didn't understand how Chen Feng did it at all, it was nothing because he had already lost.

Chen Feng pulled the sword twist, and the giant sword in the hand of Ludes, who had already been shocked and unconscious, was directly ripped away. The huge knight's sword flew in the air, Chen Feng turned around, and the knight's giant sword in his hand lightly touched the throat of Ludes, who was kneeling on one knee.

An unhurried applause rang out in the silent and empty hall, and An Lan calmly ignored the people of the Martin family.

Chen Feng put away his sword, and everyone including the thirteen Sword Emperors applauded. Ludes got up, the corners of his bearded mouth raised, and he made a knightly salute to Chen Feng again, only this time he no longer had his giant sword in his hand. "Your Excellency, you have won!"

Then Ludes respectfully stepped back, picked up his knight's sword, inserted it into its scabbard, and returned to the position where he had been standing.

"It's a wonderful concussion sword accumulation and the transformation of the sword wrapping technique, this is the fusion of the Guye Sword Flow and the Jialan Sword Flow, right? This time, it was Mende Martin's turn to praise himself, "Your understanding of swordsmanship has actually reached the realm of a swordsman." In fact, combined with your Tyrant Emperor's strength, you can already have a tie with the Encounter is Swordsmith. Let's go, I'll send you to the clan land to visit Randy's seniors. ”

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The group drove rapidly through the Martin family's land for nearly half an hour before they came to the edge of a dense forest.

"Your Excellency Chen Feng, we can only send you here. Randy's predecessor and his old man have been living in seclusion here for a hundred years, and the clansmen rarely bother him on weekdays. Even our eleven servants only greeted him once a week and provided him with the necessities of life. It's not necessary, and we don't bother him in general. ”

Chen Feng listened, nodded, and threw the giant sword in his hand to Hai Lao, "Then I'll go in alone, Hai Lao, Ning Lao, you wait for me here." ”

"Okay, young master. ”

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After walking in the forest for nearly half an hour, I finally saw a meadow behind a dense oak forest. A clear stream runs through it, and the meadow is full of small flowers of various colors, which is extremely beautiful. On the opposite side of the creek was a simple wooden courtyard with a sparse fence surrounding a log cabin and a few fig trees, as well as two flower beds that were not even fenced.

When he walked through the grass and across the creek to the front of the fence wall of the small courtyard, Chen Feng found that there was a man with a white beard and a body that had been severely shrunk, and the old man was lying on a rattan chair under the fig tree to enjoy the shade.

Without much thought, Chen Feng already knew which one he was, known as the strongest man in the world, Randy Martin. Because the people who can disappear without a trace in his aura, even if they are close at hand, they are all bound to be powerhouses at the level of the Sword Saint. Then, the identity of the old man in front of him is about to come out. Although, in Chen Feng's feeling at this time, this old man was just an old man who was about to die.

"Old man, may I come in?"

"Hehe~ Come in, kid. Except for Meng De's children, no one else had come to this courtyard for some days. The old man supported himself slightly from the rattan chair, his body was almost open, and his old eyes were almost open, and there seemed to be nothing left on his old face except wrinkles, but he still smiled kindly.