Sword Prayer City, Central Plaza.
Today was the official day of the Great Sword Tournament. Swordsmen from all walks of life, from Honorable Swordsmen to ordinary swordsmen, were all looking forward to it.
On a high platform, there was a rack with a sword on it.
The sword was three feet long, its blade glowed with a green light, and there were countless beautiful patterns on it. Strands of sword qi wrapped around the blade, and the hilt was inlaid with gemstones. The blade had a dragon's head on it, and it was exquisite beyond compare.
Below the platform, all the swordsmen stared at the sword with fiery eyes.
"So this is the Century Sword? It really lives up to its name. I can even feel its sharp sword qi from afar. "
"This sword has yet to recognize its owner, but its sword qi is already a top-notch supreme weapon. If it can be nurtured by a Sage, it will become a Sage weapon in less than half a year, and even a Sage Ruler weapon in the future."
"I must have this sword!"
"Haha, no one can compete with me for the Century Sword."
"All of you are thinking of eating peaches. This is mine."
All the swordsmen were determined to get their hands on it.
Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu sat by the window in one of the restaurants at the Great Sword Tournament's venue, enjoying the lively crowd with great interest.
"Master, aren't you going to get the sword?" Lan Yu asked curiously.
Chu Kuangren thought for a while. "Let's take a look first. Although this sword is not bad, it doesn't make a difference to me whether I get it or not."
Although he now had the Emerald Spirit Sword Case, the sword case itself contained more than a dozen famous swords that the Sword Hoarder had seized. Every single one of them was no weaker than a Century-Old Sword, so it didn't matter to him whether he seized the swords or not.
At that moment, a person walked up to the platform.
It was the son of the Feng family's current head, Feng Ming, who had invited Chu Kuangren to the Feng family as a guest yesterday.
"Everyone, this sword is called the Heaven Starlight. It was forged using Ten Thousand Years Darksteel and Earth Core Flame. It is indestructible, and its power is enough to split mountains. It is the greatest masterpiece of Sword Prayer City in the past hundred years …"
Feng Ming introduced the sword to the crowd on the platform. Although the crowd was restless, they listened patiently until the end.
"I hereby announce the start of the Great Sword Tournament!"
"The rules remain the same. The last person standing on the platform will be the owner of the Heaven Starlight! Everyone, please do your best! "
Feng Ming laughed heartily before turning around and leaping off the stage.
Among the crowd, a swordsman could no longer hold back and jumped onto the arena, saying, "I am Earth Tiger Sword, who would like to exchange pointers with me?"
Swoosh …
A swordsman rushed onto the stage. "Please!"
Without any pleasantries, the two swordsmen immediately started fighting.
Sword Qi flew, wreaking havoc in the void.
The Great Sword Tournament was in full swing as the swordsmen fought each other with great vigor. Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu were enjoying their melon seeds and dried fruits in the restaurant, enjoying the show.
However, it did not take long for Chu Kuangren to lose interest. "These swordsmen are only so-so. Aside from some of the Honorable Swordsmen who are worth watching, the rest of them are either flashy or plain."
"Of course these people can't be compared to Young Noble. Oh yes, Young Noble, the Sword Reverence City spent so much effort to forge the sword, why did they have to hold the Great Sword Tournament and hand it over to someone else? Isn't this a loss?"
Lan Yu asked, puzzled.
Chu Kuangren chuckled. "Lan Yu, don't be fooled by the swordsmiths of the Feng family just because they have thick eyebrows and big eyes, making them look like uncouth old men. How stupid can they be to be able to run the entire Sword Prayer City?"
"Why would they do something that's a loss?"
"Firstly, the Great Sword Tournament can attract a large number of swordsmen to Sword Prayer City. This will greatly increase the income of the city's restaurants, inns, and other industries, and it will also allow the swordsmiths to sell more swords."
"Secondly, they can increase the reputation of Sword Prayer City and use the Hundred Year Sword to make friends with the best swordsmen in the world. As the saying goes, those swordsmiths who get the Hundred Year Sword all owe the Feng family a favor."
"Spirit stones, reputation, and connections. It's just a sword, and the Great Sword Tournament has taken them all. Do you still think they're at a disadvantage now?"
Chu Kuangren said slowly. Lan Yu pondered for a while and said, "Young Noble, you're right. They're all smart people."
Just as Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu were conversing, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the Great Sword Tournament.
A young man's figure flashed and landed on the arena. Sword qi swirled around his body and a powerful Daoist Rhyme poured out.
"My name is Li Xingchen. Please enlighten me."
The young man who entered the arena was Li Xingchen.
Chu Kuangren glanced at him and smiled. "He really went up. Oh well, let's see the power of the Stellar Daoist Physique."
When Li Xingchen reminisced with Chu Kuangren, he mentioned that he was not interested in the Hundred Year Sword, but he wanted to join in the fun. He also wanted to use this opportunity to test his strength against the world's swordsmiths.
"Li Xingchen of the White Jade Hotel, allow me to challenge you!" A young man leaped onto the arena. He was also a talented sky-pride.
"Please."
Li Xingchen cupped his fists and took out a sword. With Daoist Rhyme swirling around his body, he battled with the sky-pride.
Although he did not have the title of Young Emperor, Li Xingchen's strength was comparable to that of a Young Emperor. Few among the younger generation could match him.
Sword rays swirled around Li Xingchen's body. Every slash of his sword seemed to be imbued with the power of the stars. It was dazzling.
Not long after, the sky-pride who fought him was defeated.
"Thank you for letting me win." Li Xingchen cupped his fists and said.
Then, he looked around and said proudly, "Is there anyone else who wants to come up and give it a try?"
In the restaurant, Chu Kuangren smiled. "It's different to have an old grandpa. He's much stronger than he was three years ago."
According to his estimation, Li Xingchen's strength was similar to Young Emperors like Lin Batian and Ao Chang. His combat strength was comparable to an Honorable.
In fact, he was even stronger than an ordinary Honorable. Even if he encountered an Honorable, he could still exchange a few blows with them.
…
Just as the Great Sword Tournament was in full swing.
In a valley in Sword Prayer City, the temperature in the valley was extremely high. Furnaces used for crafting weapons stood tall, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard continuously.
Dozens of shirtless swordsmiths were busy at work.
"Why are there so few people in Sky Fire Valley today?" One of the swordsmiths looked around and could not help but ask curiously.
"It's because of the Great Sword Tournament. Everyone's gone to watch the show," a black-haired burly man said with a hammer on his shoulder.
"Tsk, I wonder who the owner of the Heaven Star Sword will be."
"Anyway, it's not you."
"You can't say that. No matter what, the Heaven Star Sword was forged here. Strictly speaking, I'm the creator of the Heaven Star Sword. What's wrong with me being concerned about it?"
"One of the creators," the black-haired burly man corrected him.
"Forget about the Heaven Star Sword, how many Century Swords didn't come from Sky Fire Valley? Kid, before you came here, we've already given away countless Century Swords. "
One of the swordsmiths laughed and patted the shoulder of the grumbling swordsmiths.
At that moment, the black-haired burly man frowned and looked out of the valley. "I think there's some movement."
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