In the Blade

"A long time ago, there was such a story."

"A knight with great martial arts skills defeated one evil master after another with his sword..."

"Stop, stop, stop, that's enough, how many stories like this have we heard?"

Seeing that the old man in front of him was going to continue telling these clichés, the teenagers who had gathered around the old man immediately dispersed, leaving the old man sitting there, smiling helplessly, not knowing what to say for a while.

He clearly remembered that he had to use this tone when telling stories to young people, or was he so old that he couldn't even remember this?

He was so old that he couldn't even tell the story clearly, really...

"Then what?"

Just when the old man was complaining to himself, a voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

The old man subconsciously raised his head and looked at the young man who had not left yet. The young man was thin and had cold eyebrows. Just looking at his serious expression, it was better to say that he was confirming something with him rather than coming to listen to the story.

"Then what?"

It turns out that the old man still has some judgment, at least the judgment just now has come true.

"What happened then? Did the knight defeat the evil master?"

The young man continued to ask.

This is indeed not to listen to the story. The old man felt that the young man must have something on his mind, so he wanted to use the story to confirm some of his thoughts in his heart-the old man has seen a lot of similar situations, so he still has some experience in dealing with them.

Just follow the other party's words, no matter what the other party wants to confirm, at least you can get a good start.

"If you win, then you win."

The old man nodded repeatedly.

"The knight has taken action, how can the evil master still survive?"

"Then I'll borrow your good words."

The young man seemed very happy, and his steps became lighter when he left.

It was at this time that the old man discovered that the young man was carrying a huge package on his back. Just looking at the shape of the package, you can vaguely see that it should be...

Knife?

"King Taichang has arrived--"

At this time, a loud shout came from afar, and then the soldiers came in to clean the streets, ordering the people to kneel down on the street and make way for the King Taichang.

A huge carriage pulled by twelve horses passed through the road. The magnificent carriage was a luxury that the people had never seen before. This was the throne of King Taichang, which was absolute power and authority.

Finally, feeling the splendor in front of him, a young man couldn't help but raise his head and take a look.

Then, the young man's head flew up.

"Kill!!!"

The soldiers waved their steel knives, searching for those who dared to raise their heads.

"Who dares to raise his head! That's an assassin! That's someone who wants to plot against King Taichang, so kill him without mercy!"

A soldier shouted to the people on the roadside, and the steel knife in his hand was cold and shining.

But just when the steel knife was about to chop down again, a huge package held the steel knife in the air.

"So, why are there so many people plotting against King Taichang?"

A young man's voice sounded on the other side of the package.

"Why don't you tell me what your King Taichang has done?"

"Looking for death!"

Seeing that someone dared to block him, the soldier's eyes widened with anger, and he raised his steel knife high, and slashed the boy in front of him!

But then, the soldier flew out first.

The soldier himself didn't even react, and his whole body had already smashed into the roadside shop. Only the sunken footprint on his chest proved what had just happened.

But the other soldiers obviously didn't realize it yet. More soldiers gathered around, and when they saw that the troublemaker was just a teenager, they felt that they could catch him easily.

However, what greeted them was a heavy sword.

The knife was too heavy. Just looking at the broad blade, it was more like a steel plate than a knife. Such a knife could not be swung as quickly and lightly as a common knife. Facing the situation of being besieged by many people, it was almost a sure kill.

However, this heavy knife also had another unexpected benefit.

As long as it was matched with the right user, this knife would become the best shield.

The oncoming sharp blades were all deflected by the heavy blade, and the boy himself was carried forward by the knife. The heavy blade flew out like a cannonball, and the blade went straight to the sedan on the huge carriage!

"King Taichang! Give me back the lives of the people in Yuyang Town!"

Boom——

With the impact of the heavy knife, the huge sedan was immediately smashed to pieces!

But the figure flying backwards in the air was clearly the boy.

"Here for revenge again... I've told you so many times that this is a necessary sacrifice, why don't you understand?"

On the carriage, a middle-aged scholar narrowed his eyes, holding a half-broken heavy blade in his hand.

"This is a necessary sacrifice, at least these people's lives make me stronger... This is obviously a more meaningful thing, why don't you understand?"

With such words, the eyes of the middle-aged scribe known as King Taichang were gradually filled with ink.

And the thick blade made of half a piece of fine steel in his hand was crushed to pieces by his fleshy palm.

"What's wrong with killing people in order to become stronger? If I don't become stronger, who will save you? I said I would take you out, so I will take you out. Why can't you wake up and become my strength? …”

"You've gone crazy."

At this time, a breeze blew by King Taichang's ears.

Because the sound was so slight, King Taichang once thought that his hearing was hallucinating, and he even laughed out loud.

Is he crazy? He is extremely sober! He already understands everything! He already understands it all!

As long as you continue to get stronger, as long as you continue to get stronger...

"Be my strength!"

Saying this, King Taichang waved the heavy blade in his hand towards the young man on the ground.

Facing the blade that originally belonged to him, the young man had closed his eyes. The impact just now had already seriously injured him, and he couldn't even dodge in time.

Are you going to die here?

Is there no way to take revenge?

Could it be that we can only watch, this King Taichang...

"Ahhhhhh-"

At the last moment of his life, driven by instinct, the boy subconsciously raised his knife to block.

The thick blade was blocked.

There was obviously nothing in his hand, but the thick blade was blocked in mid-air.

It was as if he was holding some illusory blade in his hand.

"This is……"

The young man was stunned for a moment. Although he knew that it was not the time to be stunned, he had no idea what was happening. Everything was too difficult to understand, and his brain even stopped thinking.

But at this moment, a breeze blew by the young man's ears.

"Don't panic, I'm here to help you."

As the breeze blew by, the grip between the young man's hands became more solid.

The young man could feel that what he was holding was not some illusory thing, but the real power itself.

The real power was enough for him to kill King Taichang.

"kill!!!"

The young man leaped high and swung the silver-white blade.

The man named King Taichang was neatly divided into two.

The soldiers were stunned, the common people were stunned, everyone was stunned. No one expected that it would be such a result. It was obvious just now that King Taichang was still powerful and arrogant. That extremely powerful strength is already comparable to the living gods in the eyes of everyone, but why, how suddenly...

"Ahhhhhh-"

I don't know who screamed first, and then everyone dispersed.

Among the scattered crowd, the old man who told the story before was also mixed in, but unlike the panicked look of others, this old man had more of a smile on his face.

"This is what the story should be..."

The old man murmured softly, and the old figure gradually disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

"This is the story it should be."

(Complete the book.)