Kasha Swordsmanship Hall. Because he didn't learn much, Ivan rarely came here. "Donnie." "It's been a long time since you showed up." Seeing him, Donnie trotted over happily. Ivan was a little embarrassed, but he still pulled him to a corner of the martial arts arena and asked: "Donnie, is there any news over there recently?" Doni didn't think much and shook his head: "It's a little strange. There hasn't been any news recently. This can be considered a good thing." No? Ivan couldn't figure out why. He had even less news than Dhoni. Donnie reacted: "Is something wrong with you? Or if you heard something, tell me quickly, don't be too loyal."
At his urging, Ivan briefly talked about the test. "How many?" "15 gold." Hearing the price, Donnie took a breath, it was too expensive. He asked hopefully: "Can it be cheaper?" Ivan said: "Probably not, we have no bargaining chips." Being short of money is a distressing thing. Donnie sighed, then said in a sour tone: "Man, you are really rich now." Ivan chuckled and said, "It's okay. If you need it, I can give you some support." Donnie was willing to share all kinds of news with him, so naturally he wouldn't be too stingy. "Forget it, I just don't have money for the time being. It will be fine after a while." However, Donnie refused. Indeed, Donnie has a good reputation, especially in front of friends. When treating guests, he always rushes to pay and is more generous. The entire martial arts arena is U-shaped, with parts on both sides. The area is extremely spacious and is divided into multiple areas. Students can practice separately and no one will get in the way. Some people just don't like others. "Hey, you two are secretly planning something again. You came here but didn't practice properly and ruined the atmosphere of the swordsmanship hall." "Senior Brother Henji, we don't---" From the sound of his voice, Ivan knew it must be the nosy third senior brother Heiji. Donnie tried to explain, but Henji interrupted his words: "It's nothing. I haven't practiced well. No wonder my strength has always been at the bottom. If one or two of them go out, they will only lose face." He had no idea what it meant to push his nose to the face, and his eyes wandered between the two of them. He said what he often said: "Not convinced? Do you want to make a point with me and let my senior brother give you some advice?" Donnie understood that this third senior brother wanted to take advantage of him. He reached for his pocket and found nothing, and his expression became a little unnatural.
Donnie pulled Ivan vaguely and winked at him. Looking down, Ivan said nothing. Seeing that the two of them were not showing any respect, Henji became even more impatient: "Come up together and let me teach you how to use the sword." At this time, Yi Wen stepped forward and said, "Okay, I'm here to ask for advice." It's okay if he doesn't have the strength, but if he has the strength, he can't tolerate such villains. Doni didn't expect him to be so impulsive and hurriedly grabbed his arm: "Don't be impulsive. If you have anything to say, talk to me, Ivan." He knew very well that Henji was ranked third in the swordsmanship hall because of his strength. Otherwise, with Henji His bad character has been taught him a lesson countless times. "There's nothing to say to this kind of person. Why not teach him how to speak with a sword?" Ivan pushed his palm away, walked a few steps to the side, and pulled out the Quillen sword from the scabbard. His attitude was very clear. There are still people who are so overestimating their abilities! Henji laughed angrily: "Okay, this junior brother is so brave." He decided that he must teach this junior brother a profound lesson and let others understand that not everyone can provoke him. He waved his sword and motioned for Ivan to follow. The two of them came to the middle of the school field one after another, attracting the attention of many people. Yi Wen guessed what the other person was thinking and secretly cursed, "It will be embarrassing for you later. Let's see how it ends for you." Thinking that the third child in the swordsmanship hall was indeed not easy to deal with, he simply mobilized the blood in his body to gather upwards and slowly flow to his arms. Strength was his advantage and he should strengthen this. Biman once reminded him that when he senses an enemy, he must seize every second to accumulate strength and wait for an opportunity to strike first. "Senior Brother Henji, don't be too harsh." "Just teach him a lesson." Henji's strength is among the best, and there are indispensable supporters in the swordsmanship hall. Some people speak of his power from a distance. After some junior brothers and sisters approached, Koji, who was ready to fight, raised his sword and asked for a fight, pretending to shout: "Junior brother Yi Wen, the sword is sharp and ruthless, so please be careful." "bring it on." Without waiting for the other party to respond, Ivan raised his Quillen sword forward first, and he strode forward to close the distance between them. "Well done." Heji said this, but he didn't pay attention to his opponent. He was holding a long sword in one hand and pointed at the ground in front of him. His face was full of calmness and comfort, as if he was here for a walk. "Drink." Before the sword strike was delivered, Ivan suddenly put his other hand on the hilt of the sword and quickly launched the long-planned blow in the next second. "bite!" In Koji's understanding, he could defeat the bottom opponent in front of him with bare hands, and holding a sword with both hands was nothing more than a struggle for his opponent, so he didn't make any changes. The two swords clashed at one point, and their forces collided directly. He was keenly aware that something was wrong with the power transmitted to his hands, and Koji's expression changed.
What a lot of strength. Not good! At this second, his expression became particularly stiff. The palm holding the sword was unstable, and he could no longer make the decision. "Ding!" Then, Quillen's sword made a second strike, aiming at the palm holding the sword. In a hurry, Hengzhi hastily turned his sword to block. The long sword was knocked out. Ivan was skilled in swordsmanship, how could he miss such a good opportunity? With a "swish" sound, the sharp edge of Quillen's sword cut through the air and pierced his opponent's face. The tip of the sword stopped in front of the opponent's neck. "Ah." Feeling a little sharp edge touching the skin on his neck, Hengzhi felt a palpitation and couldn't help but exclaimed. The people around him were silent, and no one expected this result. Ivan quickly put away his sword: "Thank you for your guidance, Brother Hengzhi." He has mastered three sword techniques, basic sword techniques, running sword techniques and frog sword techniques. With Biman feeding him moves from time to time, and teaching him a lot of experience and tricks against the enemy, those who underestimate him will definitely suffer. Hengzhi is such a person, and he never takes his junior brother at the bottom seriously. "This idiot." At the entrance of the swordplay hall, senior sister Mei Li happened to see Hengzhi with a sword pointed at his neck. She cursed and looked at Ivan twice more. I don't know what she was thinking. After hearing Ivan's words, the others woke up as if from a dream. Donnie looked at his friend as if he were a god. Hengzhi also woke up from a nightmare. The winner is determined! This is an ironclad fact. "Master Ivan----Junior Brother, let's compete next time." Whether he underestimated the enemy or not, losing is losing. Hengzhi's face flushed, and he ran away in shame after leaving a word. ... Night. The mist cast a veil over the lights of Flying Fish Harbor. In the city lord's mansion, Earl Hobson, who was in his prime, was rarely anxious.
"How many people went there in total?" His trusted official Baron Carl replied: "12 people." Earl Hobson asked again: "How many people have died so far?" "7 people." In fact, the Earl knew that one of his nieces, Pernie, was among them. They were sent to the wizard's island together. The news of her death came back one after another, which made him worry about Pernie's situation. Looking at the Earl pacing back and forth, Baron Carl wanted to say something but stopped. After a while, Earl Hobson sighed and waved his hand: "Prepare first, just follow your suggestion, just in case." Baron Carl bowed and walked out of the study lightly.