The top of Steel City's Gaia Tower was the highest point in all of Steel City. Standing at the top of the tower, one could overlook all of Steel City, taking in the vastness of the world. Stretching out one's hand, one could feel the starry night sky.
The circular disc at the top of the tower was only three to four meters in diameter. The elderly God of Swords and One-Pun each stood on one side and were … peeing.
One-Pun looked down at the outcome of his battle before turning to look at the elderly God of Swords. He silently pulled up his pants and said, "Senior, you have lost."
"I'm old."
The elderly God of Swords shook his head and sighed. He said, "Back then, I peed thirty feet into the wind, but now, I wet my shoes with the wind. I'm old, old …"
One-Pun was expressionless as he said, "Since you've lost, then fulfill your promise and spar with me again."
The elderly God of Swords fell silent and moments later said, "You can't even beat me in pissing, so how can I beat you in swordplay? I don't care, I definitely don't care. "
One-Pun was stunned and said, "What kind of logic is this? Senior, are you trying to act shamelessly? "
The elderly God of Swords did not answer and instead asked, "Do you know why I carry a wooden sword?"
One-Pun pondered for a moment and shook his head. "I don't know."
The elderly God of Swords pulled out the wooden sword and handed it to One-Pun. One-Pun hesitated for a moment before extending his hand to receive the wooden sword. After receiving it, a look of surprise flashed across his calm face as he asked in puzzlement, "This sword …?"
The elderly God of Swords grinned. He was missing two front teeth, but his teeth were white and neat. He suddenly raised his right hand into the sky and shouted, "Sword from the West!"
Jian Xilai was the title of the elderly God of Swords.
But he wasn't calling for himself. He was calling for a sword from the West.
The sword was like a stream of light that tore through the night sky. It was unknown where it came from, but it landed in the elderly God of Swords' hand.
"Thump …"
The sword chime was crisp and resounded throughout the starry sky.
The elderly God of Swords caressed the sword's blade as though he was caressing his lover. He said softly, "This is my sword. As for the wooden sword, it was just a piece of wood that was carved into a sword."
One-Pun frowned and asked, "What do you mean? I don't understand. "
The elderly God of Swords turned to look at One-Pun as his eyes lit up. They were brighter than the stars. He enunciated his words solemnly and seriously.
"Act!"
"Force!"
After the elderly God of Swords said that, he laughed out loud. His laughter was as heroic as a man in his prime.
Carrying a wooden sword on his back was a pretense. This explanation sounded unreasonable, but it also made sense.
One-Pun was dumbfounded, but his eyes gradually turned solemn. He said in a deep voice, "I don't think you're someone who values reputation so much."
The elderly God of Swords' smile faded as he said, "The position of God of Swords is very unstable. I don't know how many more years I can sit here. In the past, I didn't care, but now I really don't want to come down. "
One-Pun smiled bitterly and said, "The two words' God of Swords' are naturally in the hearts of people. There's no need for Elder to be so concerned about it."
The elderly God of Swords looked into the distance and whispered, "It's only natural that one can't be spared from having concerns. At the very least, I can't step down from the position of Sword God until the day those two children no longer rely on their swords. "
One-Pun was enlightened. "I see."
The two children were naturally referring to the Ye siblings. One-Pun never expected that the "aloof" elderly God of Swords would go to such lengths for the two of them. Of course, the word "aloof" might have been an illusion all this while.
It was still possible to find one or two fairies who were otherworldly, but an otherworldly old man was one of life's greatest illusions.
One-Pun thought for a moment and said, "For Senior to think so highly of them, those two children appear to be extraordinary."
The elderly God of Swords' eyes lit up a few notches as his spirits seemed to be lifted. He said with a smile, "Not only extraordinary, they're practically dragons and phoenixes. It's not that I'm bragging, but the two children's talent in the way of the sword can beat you back then. They're just slightly weaker than me. "
The corners of One-Pun's mouth twitched slightly. Today, he had completely refreshed his understanding of the elderly God of Swords.
He did not say a word, but there was a look of anticipation in his eyes. To him, the more geniuses there were in the world, the more robust humanity's heritage would be. This was an extremely good thing. This was because in this era of calamities, there was a need for true heroes. In the unpredictable apocalypse of the future, there was a need for true powerhouses.
However, the elderly God of Swords seemed to become a chatterbox. Without waiting for One-Pun to respond, he continued, "Twenty years ago, I wanted to take you in as a disciple, but you rejected me in every way possible. You broke my heart. Don't run away tomorrow. Take a good look at the good disciples I found over the past twenty years. Take a good look at the two future Gods of Swords. "
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The next day, although it was not the focus of attention, there were still many people who were paying attention to the battle exchange. It finally happened as scheduled.
The [Gaia] rookies were forced to watch the battle exchange, so regardless of whether they were willing or not, they came early to the competition venue. This circular stadium that could seat at least ten thousand people was built for all kinds of competitions. This year's Rookie King would be born here, and the battle exchange with the various organizations would also be held here.
The citizens of Steel City would see such a battle exchange every two years. In fact, there was not much anticipation, or it could even be said that there was no anticipation at all. However, there were always people who wanted to watch it for free. There were also people who felt that it was necessary to watch it in order to witness the Ye siblings' glory. Furthermore, with the news of the elderly God of Swords' arrival, the audience for the battle exchange exceeded the scale of the past. Less than half the seats were successfully filled to half the seats.
The battle exchange contestants from both sides had long arrived in their respective lounges. The battle exchange was the same as the past. There were a total of seven battles between rookies. Although it was a best-of-seven system, all seven battles had to be completed even if all seven battles were lost.
In [Zeus]'s lounge, other than the aloof lass, Sunless, who was sitting in a corner with her eyes closed, the other six people were chatting and laughing. They surrounded Heartless, but they were not discussing the battle exchange, but the mass selection the day after tomorrow.
No one thought much of the battle exchange. To them, it was a mission from the organization. All they needed to do was to go on stage and defeat their opponent in the shortest time possible. There was no need for ridicule or disregard, which was the coldest form of mockery.
As for [Gaia]'s lounge, it nearly blew up. This was because they were one person short.
Miss Riko had sent a message. There was only one sentence: "Tu Dahei is currently in a deep meditative state. He probably won't be able to come!"
Compared to a battle exchange that was destined to be an abject failure, the rare opportunity to enter a deep meditative state was a hundred times more important. No one would irrationally say, "Meditative state my ass, wake him up."
Mozzie was overjoyed instead of worried. She cheered in the dull lounge and said, "Shi … Lord Tu Dahei is mighty!"
The corners of Kevin's mouth twitched. Following Mozzie's words, he said, "Yea, it's a good thing."
Mu Yuesheng was still in Cogitation with her eyes closed. An undetectable smile suffused across her lips.
In contrast, the other three rookies had gloomy expressions. In order to gather seven people, they had been chosen as contestants at the last minute. They were already in an extremely bad mood, and now, Tu Dahei had managed to "escape a calamity" by using a "deep meditative state". It made them jealous and hateful.
The three of them grumbled softly, but they did not dare to say a word.
A deep meditative state was indeed rare, so no one wanted to wake Shi Xiaobai up. Even Riko, who had requested Shi Xiaobai to smack her face yesterday, was overjoyed. Her mood was even better, as though she had forgotten everything that had happened today.
However, [Gaia] was ultimately one person short.
[Gaia]'s upper echelons made a prompt decision and randomly selected a substitute from the rookies. They had placed Shi Xiaobai in the final match. If he could make it in time, he would go up. If he could not, then the substitute would fill in.
The substitute was already cursing in his heart. The final match would definitely be against one of the Ye siblings. Wasn't it courting death to let a weakling like him go up?
But at this moment, a person suddenly appeared in the lounge.
The moment the person entered, he said loudly, "Me wants to participate in the battle exchange!"
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(PS: Quite a number of chapters have been spent on the foreshadowing, but it can't be denied that the foreshadowing is quite exciting, right? Anyway, the main show in my heart is about to begin. I hope that Shi Xiaobai can quickly level up, but don't be in a rush. This book can still be written for a long time. I'm controlling the pace a little slower because I don't want to level up to invincibility after writing one or two million words. It's important to feel good, but endurance cannot be lacking!)
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