Another world, I have an elf magician

"This...how is it possible, you are not dead!" Ryan's shocked voice.

Something happened that surprised me.

Aaron appeared in my sight, walking slowly down the street with a sword on his back.

This guy is indeed alive!

Female soldiers immediately surrounded him, but they did not take action, but followed his footsteps.

"Who is coming!"

Nangong asked, his voice cold.

"No.11 successor of Sword Demon, successor of Kidō swordsmanship, Aaron Gage."

Aaron opened his mouth to answer with an imposing manner.

I noticed the solemn look on Nangong's face, and suddenly raised his hand, "Everyone, step back."

The female soldiers surrounding Aaron received the order, looked at each other, and quickly made way for Aaron.

I came up behind him and said excitedly: "Where have you been during this time, and why are you coming back now?"

He said: "Now is not the time to reminisce. You can find a safe place to hide. I want to have a duel with Ryan."

He pulled out the cross iron sword from his back and pointed it at Ryan, "I'm not dead yet, so you are not the new sword ghost. I will get back what belongs to me."

Ryan grinned and clapped: "Good guy, I don't know how you came back to life, but I don't mind killing you again."

After saying that, he held the golden holy sword and looked ready to attack at any time.

"This is a matter between us, the successors of the Kidō Sword. No one else is allowed to interfere." Aaron's voice sounded.

I saw Nangong and the others retreating, and I followed them to a safe distance.

It seems that these people are very well-behaved, and they actually say they won’t interfere if they don’t?

If it were me, I wouldn’t care about Sanqi 21.

Of course, I guess a large part of this is due to strength.

Aaron and Ryan are both strong swordsmen. If they were other low-level swordsmen, they would have been sent away long ago, or dealt with for disturbing public order.

In this world, all rules must make way for the strong and be flexible.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The sound of iron tools colliding.

The two figures were intertwined, and the waving sword blades formed afterimages, like flickering candles, with light and shadow flickering.

Aaron struck back and slashed downwards.

Ryan's sword blade sliced ​​upward, and the majestic fighting spirit emitted.

"Boom!"

The air shook with fierce ripples, and even I, who was watching the battle from a distance, could feel the horror of the fight between the two through the aftermath.

After two rounds, the two of them retreated.

Ryan's face was heavy, "In such a short period of time, you actually became stronger and broke through to the clan level?"

Aaron's voice was calm, "As you can see."

"Besides, you are no match for me now."

Ryan narrowed his eyes, "Why are you so sure?"

"Because you are not worthy of the holy sword in your hand, you cannot exert its true power, and you don't even have the skills." Aaron said.

Ryan took a deep breath and said sternly: "So what, you can't win me."

The next second, his figure kept flashing, and while moving forward, his body transformed into three clones, attacking Aaron from different directions.

I was very shocked that I actually saw the legendary shadow clone?

"Kidōken Shadow."

Aaron used the same trick and his body transformed into three clones.

Just like that, six figures collided with each other.

"boom."

A loud bang.

A powerful energy surged out from the center of the battle, and terrifying fighting spirit was released. I was knocked back to the ground and rolled for several meters before slowly coming to a stop.

When I looked up, I found that it wasn't just me, but the other people watching were also affected.

Rows of female soldiers fell to the ground, all with shocked expressions.

The three masters still stood there, their sleeves and robes fluttering, their faces calm.

"Kidōken Rainbow!"

Aaron's figure turned into a swift rainbow and collided with Ryan.

One is yellow and the other is brown, and every collision can produce powerful energy fluctuations. The entire ground is shaking slightly, and the surrounding carriages and shelves collapse one after another, making it look like chaos.

Finally, the two stopped, and the shaking on the ground slowly stopped.

The two men, who were some distance apart, had sweat pouring down their faces and were panting. It seemed that they had lost a lot of energy due to the battle.

"I underestimated you, Aaron." Ryan wiped his sweat and spoke in a low voice.

Aaron said nothing and looked at the iron sword in his hand.

There was a "click".

The iron sword, which seemed to be made of ordinary material, broke into pieces.

Seeing this, Ryan laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Aaron, your sword is broken, how can you fight with me?"

With calm eyes, Aaron took off the scabbard on his back and put the dagger into the scabbard.

"Use that move and fight quickly. It's difficult for us to tell the winner from the previous moves. Only this move is the ultimate test of our strength."

He bent down to draw his sword, and spread his legs into a small lunge.

Ryan followed suit and also assumed the posture of drawing his sword.

The atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably tense, and the people around him were silent, as if they could hear a pin drop.

When I looked at the two of them, I felt like I was seeing two venomous snakes in the grass, ready to attack at any time, with a chilling chill and terrifying murderous intent.

They moved.

White sword light flashed.

I was blindsided.

When I looked again, I saw Ryan kneeling on the ground, holding his bleeding abdomen, his face full of shock.

"This is not a Kidō sword. You...you lied to me!" He looked unwilling.

Aaron said: "This is the move after the seventh move, but I'm not sure if it's the eighth move, because the master only taught me seven moves."

"No...impossible, absolutely impossible." Ryan's eyes widened, "The old guy must be partial to you, so he taught you the eighth move, light!"

"Kidō Sword Light?" Aaron sighed, "Hey, I don't know this, and the sword manual should be with you, right?"

Ryan said in a surprised tone, "How do you know?"

"The last time we fought, you knew so many moves. I guess you followed the sword manual, right?

And the master really didn’t teach me the eighth move, I figured it out on my own. "Aaron said.

Ryan shook his head and laughed, not believing it: "Don't lie to me. Without the sword manual, how could you possibly use this move? That old guy...it's so unfair."

Aaron said: "Master said that sword moves are something you can figure out by yourself. They are essentially just those movements, swinging, cutting, splitting, stabbing...

The moves are just the embellishment of the movements after you become proficient, the icing on the cake. "

"Hehehe..." Blood overflowed from the corner of Ryan's mouth, and the veins on his forehead bulged and became thick and visible, "Do you understand the sword moves yourself?

Saying this, you might as well lie to a three or five year old kid! "

Suddenly, he threw out a handful of white powder from his cuffs and hit Aaron in the face.

Aaron screamed in pain, covered his eyes, and said angrily: "Damn it, it's lime!"