At this moment, Xiao Lao gave off a completely different vibe.
In particular, the Sword Fanatic had never seen such sword intent before.
Wisps of blood-red Sword Qi kept emerging from the sword. These Sword Qi were filled with strong fighting spirit.
"Watch out, I'm coming."
With a low growl, Xiao Lao charged towards the Sword Fanatic. Although the Sword Fanatic felt that Xiao Lao was a little strange, he had no intention of backing down. He also charged forward and fought fiercely with him.
The battle between the two was absolutely fierce. The experts from Emperor Dong's Palace who were watching from the side broke out in cold sweat. These two little guys were a little too strong.
No wonder they were Xiao Chen's sons. Their strength could not be judged by common sense.
Xiao Lao's identity was no secret to the experts from Emperor Dong's Palace. They all knew that Xiao Lao and Xiao Yao were Xiao Chen's sons.
Moreover, judging from Xiao Lao's fighting style, it was obvious that he had inherited Xiao Chen's teachings.
However, compared to Xiao Chen, Xiao Lao's Sword Principle was a little different. It had its own flavor.
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In the fierce battle between the two, Xiao Yao and Jian Yi both ended their battles. The two were lucky to have encountered opponents with average strength.
They ended their battles without much effort and successfully won a victory.
For the time being, there was no next battle scheduled. The two came to the place where Xiao Lao and the Sword Fanatic were fighting and watched.
In addition to Xiao Yao and Jian Yi, many people had already gathered around. In the first round of the competition, the battle between Xiao Lao and the Sword Fanatic was undoubtedly the most eye-catching and also the most eye-catching one.
"Brother Xiao Yao."
Seeing Xiao Yao, Jian Yi took the initiative to greet him. In response, Xiao Yao smiled slightly.
Standing side by side, Jian Yi looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely and asked curiously.
"Brother Xiao Lao's fighting style seems a little different from usual."
"Xiao Lao is showing his true abilities this time. In the first and second round, he was holding back."
Xiao Yao didn't try to hide it. After all, there was nothing to hide. It was the truth.
"Oh."
Hearing that, Jian Yi looked at Jian Yi curiously. Knowing what he wanted to ask, Xiao Yao spoke before he could.
"Brother Jian Yi, you are also a sword cultivator. Do you know what my father taught us the most?"
"It's not the so-called sword moves. Sword moves grow stronger, but true sword cultivators don't rely too much on sword moves. That's just the lowest level of cultivation."
"Father has always told us that swords are the same as people. Everyone's sword is different. He has said many times that we are Xiao Chen's sons, but we should have our own way of the sword."
"Only when you find your own way of the sword can you be considered the strongest sword cultivator. Xiao Lao's sword is born for battle."
This was the first time Jian Yi had heard Xiao Yao's words. Was this the cultivation method that Xiao Chen taught the two brothers?
Looking at the two people fighting fiercely in the arena, Jian Yi realized that although he was talented, he couldn't compare with Xiao Yao and Xiao Lao in some aspects.
The biggest difference was that the two of them had a father who was almost divine in the way of the sword.
Based on this point alone, Xiao Yao and Xiao Lao had a much higher starting point than ordinary people.
Moreover, judging from Xiao Yao's current fighting style, he had indeed found his own way of the sword, and it was the most suitable one for him.
The sword intent was mixed with a strong fighting spirit. The more Xiao Lao fought, the braver and more excited he became.
It was as if fighting was the happiest thing in the world for him.
There was an excited smile on his face. The Sword Fanatic's strength was finally enough for Xiao Lao to fight without caring about the consequences.
"Brother Sword Fanatic, you really didn't disappoint me. You didn't let me down by standing here for so long."
The Sword Fanatic was a good opponent. There was no better opponent than him. Xiao Lao felt very comfortable fighting with him.
Similarly, when facing Xiao Lao, the Sword Fanatic was also focused on the battle. To him, Xiao Lao was also his dream opponent.
He had been obsessed with the way of the sword all his life. He didn't care about anything else and didn't want to pay attention to it. Now that he could meet such an opponent, it was the happiest thing for him.
"Xiao Chen, your son is getting stronger and stronger. And that little guy called the Sword Fanatic is also quite strong."
On the high platform, all the Kings were also paying attention to the battle. It was because the battle between Xiao Lao and the Sword Fanatic in the first round was too attractive.
Compared to the others, the two of them were stronger and more intense.
Hearing Qing Lin's words, Xiao Chen smiled slightly. Xiao Lao was quite strong, and so was the Sword Fanatic.
Among his peers, the Sword Fanatic was probably the first person to force Xiao Lao into such a situation.
"Also, I heard that the Sword Fanatic has always wanted to be your disciple. He's such an excellent disciple. Aren't you tempted at all?"
Before Xiao Chen could reply, Qing Lin continued.
He didn't know where he heard this from.
However, Xiao Chen had never thought about taking in a disciple and didn't care much about it. Now that he heard Qing Lin mention it, he looked at the Sword Fanatic in the arena.
Xiao Chen was a little interested. This was indeed a good seedling. He was also very devoted to the way of the sword.
With a little training, he should be able to become a good swordsman.
He didn't know that he had attracted Xiao Chen's attention and that Xiao Chen really did want to take him in as a disciple.
At this moment, the Sword Fanatic was completely focused on the battle with Xiao Lao.
Xiao Lao was so strong that the Sword Fanatic couldn't afford to be careless. He couldn't afford to be distracted at all.
As time passed and the battle continued, the Sword Fanatic realized that he was gradually at a disadvantage.
His Sword Essence was constantly being consumed and weakened. However, Xiao Lao's Sword Essence was constantly being consumed.
On the other hand, Xiao Lao's Sword Essence was constantly increasing, especially the Battle Intent in the Sword Essence.
One side was constantly consuming his Sword Essence, while the other side was getting stronger and stronger. After this, the Sword Fanatic would definitely be at a disadvantage.
However, the Sword Fanatic couldn't do anything about it. His Sword Essence was different from Xiao Lao's strange Sword Essence. He couldn't do this at all.
Even when their Sword Realms collided, the Sword Fanatic was at a disadvantage. If this continued, the Sword Fanatic would be defeated sooner or later. There was no chance for him to win.
Xiao Lao also noticed this. His hands didn't stop moving as he looked at the Sword Fanatic seriously.
"Do you know why you can't win against me?"
"Why?"
"Because compared to me, you lack one thing. You haven't found your own way of the sword. Your swords are all learned from the swords of your ancestors. Although they are integrated, they are all shadows of others. They don't belong to you. This is the reason why you can't win against me."
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