An uproar erupted on the deck, and even the music that had been playing continuously stopped, with the strings of several musicians' instruments snapping.
Destroyed by the aura unconsciously released by the legends!
In that instant, not only did Grand Duke Hanci fail to notice the swordsman's appearance, but even this group of people barely noticed!
Looking back now, it was definitely not a simple teleportation.
There were many spellcasters present, but none of them noticed the fluctuations in magical power, so the possibility of a teleportation spell was basically ruled out.
Then the other party used other teleportation abilities.
Psionic teleportation? Interdimensional teleportation?
Or is it some kind of unknown special ability?
Only the legendary figure with blue eyes seemed to have noticed something, and looked at the longsword at the swordsman's waist with some shock.
In his mind, the other party seemed to have forcibly squeezed into this space!
First, space is locked and shaped by some force, and finally, it is connected through a special medium.
To achieve these two things, one must either possess extremely high skill or break through the spatial barrier with immense power.
In any case, the other party is no simple character.
His voice echoed in the Red-Haired Legend's mind, tinged with a hint of seriousness and caution:
"Be careful, this is the [Sword Bearer]..."
After their initial shock, the legends all showed interest as they watched the two stand facing off.
Not all legends are interested in other people's affairs; many people come simply to see Augustus and do not want to get involved in other disputes.
But things are different now...
Getting involved in a fight and watching it for entertainment are two completely different things.
Go ahead and fight!
Don't just stare!
Let's get started!
Boring, I want to see rivers of blood!
Ignoring the legendary thoughts around him, the swordsman stood quietly.
The knight did not stand tall and proud, but his demeanor was in stark contrast to that of the panicked Grand Duke Hanci.
The difference in quality is immediately apparent.
Looking silently at the Cold Thorn Duke, who was speechless due to the words he had just spoken, the swordsman asked:
Why are you remaining silent?
A cold, emotionless voice only makes the listener feel more mocked.
"You...you!?"
He was previously looked down upon by Keynes, then lost his composure because of the swordsman's appearance, and now he's being humiliated like this...
The chilling aura emanating from Grand Duke Hanci had completely spiraled out of control!
If it's stimulated just a little more, it will explode without restraint.
Fortunately, he still retained his rationality.
no!
Don't make a move!
This is Jaslin's family territory, and there are other invited guests here. Making a move now would be a provocation to everyone.
Moreover, Augustus will arrive soon.
I absolutely cannot make a move; at the very least, I cannot be the first to strike!
The icy aura erupted and then immediately contracted. Grand Duke Frostthorn forced himself to calm down and coldly snorted:
What do you want me to say?
His upright posture showed no sign of wavering, and his eyes beneath the helmet stared indifferently ahead.
"An explanation."
Why wouldn't I have the courage to appear before you?
A slap.
Standing still, every second the swordsman was present was a resounding slap across the face of Grand Duke Hanci.
His face beneath the mask was grim, and Han Ci's suppressed anger almost erupted again.
"ha……"
Don't fall into the trap!
Clenching his fist tightly, Hanci knew he couldn't let the opponent take control of the game; he had to counterattack.
"Heh, explain? Why should I explain to you?"
Han Ci carefully examined the swordsman, constantly comparing his appearance to the one he had last seen.
Aura, posture, and pressure...
Although there seemed to be no problem on the surface, based on the details, Han Ci was certain that the swordsman at this moment was different from the last time and was indeed a legend!
The two sword-wielders were not the same person!
Now, I have leverage over them!
Having figured this out, Hanci's anger vanished, and he felt much lighter.
Only one person can draw the words of judgment; only that person is the true wielder of the sword.
The person before me is indeed a legend, but he is an imposter of the swordsman.
Hehehe.
"I'm really curious about something now: who exactly are you?"
With a cold laugh, Han Ci scoffed at the swordsman who remained unresponsive and asked:
"Are you really... the Sword Bearer?"
...
...
Bincheng, Xilin's laboratory.
Jiang Wan stood silently in front of the huge screen, her tracking target firmly locked on Ning Feng.
After a long while, she didn't turn around, then suddenly spoke:
"Xilin?"
There was no answer from behind.
Jiang Wan lowered her head and silently took a deep breath.
suck……
Suddenly looking up, she shouted in the quiet room:
"Where did you run off to!?"
"Where are you? You're not here at all!"
We agreed to watch the live stream together, where the hell are you?
Unfortunately, there was still no response from inside the room despite the angry roars.
"Ha... Ah, ha..."
Then, she turned and looked around the room, finally finding a letter left for herself on the table in Shirin's bedroom.
His furrowed brows relaxed quickly.
"…………"
Then, Jiang Wan shouted even louder.
"ah!"
"We agreed to stay home together, but you sneaked out by yourself!"
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