I really can't control myself

The whole scene suddenly became quiet, and those who had been preparing to run away froze on the spot, staring blankly at Linton. What is happening now is indeed beyond their imagination. They originally thought that it would be unheard of for someone to provoke Mr. Owa out of nowhere, but something even more unexpected is yet to come.

Who is Owa? He is a disciple of the Sword Master. It is rumored that he will break through the Saint level at any time and become the next demigod. Just like this, the person they didn't know they looked up to was actually killed?

Everyone could clearly see the fight between the two, and it felt like Linton killed Owa here casually. It is because of this randomness that the people around them are even more confused. You said that if the two of them fought for 300 rounds and Linton chopped down Owa, they would still be able to accept it, but what happened just now...

The scene was silent for a while, because no one really knew how to react, but at this moment a person reacted and rushed directly to the front: "Lord Ova!"

The other party seems to want to check Owa's condition, but of course it is hopeless. His neck has been turned 180 degrees, and even a saint-level person cannot survive. So the other party also pointed directly at Linton: "You... dare to do this, Sword Master Amadeu will not let you go."

The people around him came to their senses a little. Yes, Owa was a disciple of Sword Master Amadeu. If Linton killed him, would the Sword Master let him go? Although they had witnessed the scene where Linton defeated Ova in seconds, Ova was not a saint after all. The line between the saint and the non-holy was not an ordinary line. Naturally, everyone here felt that Linton It was really over, after all, he had provoked a saint. As for Linton's own skills, no one has thought about it at all, because everyone thinks that it is impossible to be a saint at this age, so how can he survive if he encounters a saint?

"Oh? What kind of sword master won't let me go?" What people didn't expect was that Linton's reaction here was still beyond their imagination. This guy actually laughed out loud, "He won't let me go, I Don’t let him go yet. You are this guy’s subordinate, right? Come on, inform his master and ask him to come over and explain to me the issue of his disciple humiliating me.”

"You...you mean to ask Lord Sword Master to explain it to you?" The other person was stunned.

"Of course, it's the son's fault if he doesn't teach his father. His master is half of his father. If you teach such a guy, do you have to give me an explanation?" Linton said.

"..." The other person stared blankly at Linton, with his mouth wide open and no response for a long time. He is a disciple of Owa, that is, the disciple of the Sword Master. Ever since he became this identity, he has never seen anyone who dared to speak to them like this. What is going on with this guy in front of him?

Facing the arrogant Linton, although he was surprised and angry, there was nothing he could do. After all, his master had been killed by the opponent in one move, and he was no match for him. In any case, this matter can only be handled by his ancestor, Sword Master Amadeu himself.

After groping for a while on Owa's body, the disciple found a purple crystal-like stone. Linton probably knew what this thing was, and it was probably used for communication. The other party was going to notify Sword Master Amadeu directly, and of course it was Linton who asked him to do it.

"Here, bring a chair." Linton waved to the side, and the three stupid people behind him came to their senses. It was Hodra who reacted the fastest and immediately took a chair from the bar table next to her.

"Sir...are you...a saint?" As soon as Linton sat down, the young man here, Matthew, suddenly asked. Next to him, Hodra and Sion quickly pricked up their ears to listen. To be honest, they had some guesses in their minds, but they really couldn't believe it. After all, Linton's age was the most unreasonable. How could there be such a young saint-level person. Although Linton defeated Owa in front of them, they had never really seen the power of a saint, and they didn't know whether Linton's level was considered a saint.

"I'm not that weak." Linton spread his hands and said. After all, the Saint level is just a combat unit. "Having said that, the Saint level is enough to be my disciple."

"..." The three of them didn't know how to reply. In their eyes, the Holy Level is the God in the world. How can you make them believe your words?

"You still don't believe it by your looks?" Linton rubbed his head, "Okay, I'll show you one by one in a moment."

It's okay to take one at random, but these three people were stunned. I heard that Linton was planning to kill Sword Master Amadeu who would come here soon to seek revenge? The reason is just to give them a show? The three of them suddenly felt that their hearts were not strong enough today.

"If you're afraid, you can run away first." Linton waved his hand casually and said.

"I...I'll stay." Matthew here thought for a while and suddenly said seriously.

"It's useless for you to stay. I just asked you to become my disciple but you didn't. Now you have no chance." Linton said.

"Please let me stay," Matthew said.

"We both want to stay, too." Hodra, who was behind, looked at each other and her brother next to her, and then suddenly said the same.

The main reason why Matthew stayed was because this incident originally started because of him. Although Linton's series of tricks made the matter more and more complicated, and now it can no longer be said to be related to him, what he thought was that he had to Leave an explanation of this matter. As for Hodra, he really didn't want to miss such a thing. Of course he knew it was dangerous, but he felt that if he missed what happened today, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Linton naturally ignored them and looked into the sky. This sword master named Amadeu is most likely in the Cloud Palace not far ahead. Although the distance is quite far, it is not a big deal for a flying saint, and he does not have to wait too long.

Sure enough, very quickly, Linton saw a small dot flying out of the Cloud Palace in the distance and flying directly towards them. In just a few minutes, it had already reached the sky above Rockland City.

"It's a saint-level master!"

"Lord Sword Master Amadeu!"

Before he even landed, the people around him had already recognized the sword master. After all, the people here dream of becoming disciples of the Sword Master every day. Of course, they know the situation of the Saint level very well. Their information, including preferences, etc., are investigated by interested people and even sold as merchandise.

The sword master who fell from the sky looked to be in his sixties, with a gray and white beard, dark skin, and a very strong man. The other party was dressed simply, not wearing any armor, just clean cloth, and his whole aura looked like a sharp sword.

Saint-level Linton has encountered many others, but this Sword Master Amadeu is quite unique. The sword masters I met before all had the feeling of keeping their momentum in the scabbard, but the Amadeu sword master was accompanied by an overwhelming momentum when he first arrived.

At this time, there were far fewer people watching around. Most of the timid people had already run away before. Of course, those who stayed knew the danger. Once a battle really broke out, they would most likely die from unknown AOE. But...how could anyone who really wanted to become a disciple of the Sword Master miss such a scene? Apart from anything else, this is one of the few opportunities to see the true God.

Although the idea was good, the momentum that Sword Master Amadeu released when he landed on the ground made the onlookers a little unable to bear it. The scary thing is that this momentum was not directed at them, but at Linton in front of them.

At this time, the three Hodras standing behind Linton were affected by this momentum. The three of them could not resist it at all and were directly pressed to the ground. Of course, the three of them also wanted to hold on, but they tried Then I realized it was completely impossible. Before, they couldn't imagine how powerful the Saint level was, but now they knew that the opponent's momentum alone could make them lie on the ground without thinking about resistance at all.

At this time, the three of them subconsciously looked at Linton, wanting to see Linton's reaction. However, at this moment, Linton suddenly stood up. The three of them were stunned for a moment, not only because Linton could get up casually under such pressure, but after he stood up, the three of them suddenly felt less pressure on their bodies, as if Linton was blocking them just because he was standing in front. Part of the pressure.

"Is... really... a saint?" Hodra looked at Linton's back in surprise and murmured.

Of course, neither Linton nor Sword Master Amadeu paid attention to these little people around them at this time. The Sword Master Amadeu who landed on the ground first looked at Owa's body on the ground to confirm the fact that the other party was dead, and then turned to Linton: "You are the one who killed my disciple?"

"It's me." Linton said calmly.

"You still want me to apologize to you?" Sword Master Amadeus asked again.

"Shouldn't you? Your disciple actually asked me to be his apprentice. Isn't this humiliating me?" Linton spread his hands and said, "You taught such a thing and asked you to give me an explanation. What's wrong?"

"Very good." Sword Master Amadeus laughed angrily. Yes, Ova was his most satisfied disciple. In his opinion, he would be promoted to a saint sooner or later. This was his inheritance. He didn't expect that he would be killed today. , which made him unable to control his anger, "Send your name as your last trace in this world."

"Your Excellency, Linton Meroway, the holder of the Book of Sealing and a saint-level killer, do you have any advice?"

"Celebrate, the king who dominates the world has appeared. He is the savior who holds the Book of Sealing, a saint-level nightmare. At this point, a new history has begun." I have to say that the celebratory device is indeed a lot smarter now. At that time, Woz took the initiative to report.

"What? Are you Linton Meloway?" Sword Master Amadeus ignored Woz and looked at Linton and said in surprise.