The girls were chatting about gossip, and the boys' dormitory was also lively.

Many samurai students were eager to try this conference. However, considering safety issues, the tutor restricted only students in third grade or above to register. Of course, their goal was not to win the championship, but to increase their practical experience, so they almost never made it to the preliminaries. When I came back today, many senior students discussed today's gains and commented on the contestants, which was very lively.

After all, the Samurai Department is a major with severely unbalanced male-female ratio. Few girls participate in the competition. Most of the topics started in the boys' dormitory. Many Samurai Department students sat in the hall and chatted wildly, and a large number of boys from other departments were surrounded. Although they were not Samurai, boys worshipped the strong and had the same mentality.

"I'll tell you, today I met Nangong Lei! I'm so lucky to be able to compete with the Sword Saint!"

"Come on, I saw that I knocked you down with my own eyes with three moves. It was because my subordinates were merciless and afraid of hurting you. If I had the intention of killing, I would have to cut my throat with one sword!"

"How about that! Aren't you kicked out of the field by the Red Eyebrow Sword Saint?"

"Don't fight, I'm the worst! Today I met the scarlet dragon king. OK, I stood up three heads taller than me, my whole body was as hard as iron, and my big claws were shining with cold light. I was afraid that it would be eaten alive by it! The dragon king of the lizard man is too terrifying and can't afford to offend..."

"By the way, I didn't meet our Paladins in the competition..."

"I heard that the Paladins have tried it, and no one can draw out the holy sword, so they held a conference to recruit brave men!"

"Hey, I also met that Sha Wujing, and I even slapped my knife with a Zen stick!"

"Is he really that powerful? I think he will hit anyone he will hit!"

"Of course it's amazing. I met Yakemennon. The high-elf wind dancer is not a joke. She killed such a powerful master instantly. This bearded man is probably a paradise!"

The students said and said nothing, no one noticed, and a young warrior in the corner was sitting there with resentment on his face.

Alex Dragon Slayer. Although the academy prohibits first-year students from participating in the competition, he still can't help but disguise himself and secretly sign up with a fake identity. He has a feeling that he must be the real brave man and can draw out the holy sword!

Although he has not yet been rated by the Warrior Guild, after several months of systematic study and training, Alex feels that he has made great progress in all aspects and his strength must have reached the fourth level standard. He originally thought that he would definitely reach the finals, and even if he can't win the championship, he should have the chance to get in touch with the Holy Sword.

At that time, as long as you draw out the holy sword, you will not be respected by thousands of people? That lame brother dares to look down on me?

I have the strength of the fourth level before I was less than 20 years old and came from the great Dragon Slayer family. Such skills and bloodlines are the seedlings of brave people no matter how you think!

But unexpectedly, he was eliminated in the first round of the preliminary round. The opponent he met was the young swordsman Haierluo!

It was okay if he simply lost the game, but what made Alex feel the most humiliating was the way the opponent defeated him. The opponent didn't even draw his sword, but just smiled and dodged his continuous attacks, and then kicked him out of the ring.

This is humiliation, this is a joke! Alex was so angry that he trembled all over and wrote Heerro's name in his heart. If he did not avenge this revenge, he would not be a human being!

While the students were gossiping, Zhao Qiankun secretly left the hotel and came to Horn's mansion.

"You did a good job, I did not see the wrong person!" Horn praised Zhao Qiankun's performance and made a cup of coffee for him: "But I was unexpected to randomly select an opponent. Fortunately, you didn't meet the person I arranged!"

"Then you just hope I won't meet my own people tomorrow!" Zhao Qiankun picked up the coffee and drank it.

"Don't worry, tomorrow I have a way to get you the enemy I need you to clear!" Horn smiled and said, "Remember, don't draw famous brands casually. After reaching your hand into the box tomorrow, don't move. If I want the person you hit, the famous brands will automatically enter your hands!"

"Plan to cheat with magic?!" Zhao Qiankun was a little surprised: "There are magician fluctuations monitoring on the scene, and you will be removed from the list when using magic! I don't care about my name except the name. You can't rely on the compensation you promised!"

"Don't worry! I have a way to avoid the test!" Horn smiled, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Zhao Qiankun: "This is the opponent you need to face tomorrow. Let's learn about it first and prepare for tomorrow."

Zhao Qiankun took it and saw that the information described by the opponent was named Ling Jian, but it was the Red Eyebrow Sword Saint.

"You are from the East, and you should have heard of his name for a long time!" Huo An smiled and said, "Red Eyebrow is also a genius. He is the young leader of the Lingjian Sect of Qianyun Mountain in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has excellent swordsmanship. He is a famous master in the Great Zhou Dynasty martial arts world. Five years ago, the swordsman of Yingzhou, Yajiro Yasuo stepped onto the mainland, claiming to challenge the martial arts world of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and lost 13 martial arts masters in a row. Finally, he arrived at the Lingjian Sect, and the Red Eyebrow fought. He cut off the famous sword in Liu Sheng's hand in just three moves, and made the swordsman of Yingzhou vomit blood and return..."

"It's indeed a great character!" Zhao Qiankun nodded: "But I can't tell, do you know very well about the Eastern Continent?"

"My hobby is to collect treasures from all over the world, so naturally I have to learn more about the customs and cultures!" Horn nodded: "Anyway, do you have a chance of winning against Red Eyebrow?"

Zhao Qiankun laughed: "If you have any hard karma, just say hello to me, I can't handle it! But I'm worried, what if he can't draw me first?"

Horn smiled without saying a word, Zhao Qiankun nodded: "So that's it, even the host is yours?"

Horn nodded: "I am determined to win this holy sword!"

It was getting late, so Zhao Qiankun took the information, left from Horn, and went straight back to the hotel. When he entered the door, he happened to meet the Red Eyebrow Sword Saint.

The Red Eyebrow Sword Saint is about the same height as Zhao Qiankun, and looks thinner and handsome. However, his natural red eyebrows make his facial features look quite strange, adding a murderous aura.

"Mr. Sha?" Before Zhao Qiankun could speak, the Red Eyebrow Sword Saint called him.

"Hiss Ling!" Zhao Qiankun also clasped his fists: "You are not sleeping so late?"

"I first came here, and I was not able to sleep..." The Red Eyebrow Sword Saint smiled and said, "Mr. Sha is also a native of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Can you still adapt here?"

"I'm okay. I've been here in West Carlo Island for a long time, so I've gotten used to it!"

"No wonder!" The Red Eyebrow Sword Saint nodded and said, "You have such martial arts. I am ignorant in the Great Zhou Dynasty and have never heard of your name. I don't know where Mr. Sha is from? I see that you are wearing a rosary. Is it a monk from a famous temple?"

Zhao Qiankun laughed and took out the chicken leg I had just bought from the night market and ate it: "Sorry, no! If nothing happened, I would go back to bed after having a midnight snack!"

When Zhao Qiankun thought that the guy in front of him was the opponent he would kill tomorrow, he always felt a little embarrassed and wanted to find an excuse to leave. But who knew that the Red Eyebrow Sword Saint actually grabbed his arm with his hand. Zhao Qiankun was going to break free, but found that the other party was grabbing it very hard, which made his flesh hurt.

The bones of the King Kong skeleton are naturally indestructible, and the flesh outside is not much stronger than ordinary people. However, as a master, he cannot cry out for pain. Zhao Qiankun turned around and looked directly at the Red Eyebrow Sword Saint: "Is there anything wrong with Hero Ling?"

The Red Eyebrow Sword Saint narrowed his eyes: "It's nothing. I'm just a martial arts fanatic. Seeing that Mr. Sha is extremely powerful, I'm a little curious. The power you display on the field is probably not as powerful as human. I wonder if you are a talented person or... a non-human?"

Zhao Qiankun raised his eyebrows: "Non-human? If you don't have to participate in the competition? There are so many dwarf elves and lizard people living in this hotel, why don't you ask one by one?"

"They are at least open and honest!" Chimei's face turned cold: "What I asked are those guys who are obviously inhuman but are wearing human skin!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qiankun's eyes narrowed: "I don't understand what you mean!"

"I hope you really don't understand!" Seeing someone passing by the hotel, Chimei let go of Zhao Qiankun's hand: "No matter what your true body is, I hope you can retreat. I will never let the holy sword fall into your hands!"

After saying that, the red eyebrows shook their sleeves and left.

Zhao Qiankun also returned to the room and looked at his wrist. He was scratched by Chimei and it hurt when he touched it. However, he was not in the mood to care about this, and he repeatedly recalled the words of Chimei just now.

Could it be that he has seen through his identity as a skeleton?

I had a similar situation before. Cameron once said that he seemed to be a skeleton wearing human skin. After reflection, Zhao Qiankun adapted to using muscle movement. Even now, when moving with the power of the King Kong skeleton, his muscles will cooperate with the force, which should look no different from ordinary people...

So how did this Red Eyebrow Sword Saint see it? Does he have a detection spell? No, the King Kong Skeleton should be immune to detection. Is his eyes X-ray? Does this medieval world actually have such black technology?

Zhao Qiankun didn't think too much, no matter what he saw, he was wearing a mask anyway, so he could take it off and continue to be a student.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, the arena was still crowded. The top 32 players appeared one after another. Just like yesterday, the host first drew one of the players in the first round of the competition, and then the player drew his opponent.

Zhao Qiankun looked at the host and knew that he was also from Horn, Zhao Qiankun always felt that this guy always looked at him intentionally or unintentionally.

As expected, the first famous brand the host drew was Sha Wujing, and Zhao Qiankun walked forward and reached into the box.

Sure enough, without his movements, a famous brand flew up and fell into his hands. Zhao Qiankun pinched it and took it out and saw that it was the Red Eyebrow Sword Saint Ling Jian!

"I didn't expect that our first game was a duel between two masters from Dongaozhou. Now, let's look forward to the mysterious martial arts from the East!"

Everyone else left the court to rest, leaving only Zhao Qiankun and Ling Jian to confront each other on the stage.

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