I am the only prince in the whole fairy tale continent

As the king said, on the road of adventure, everything is unknown.

As soon as Snow rode his horse out of the capital and came to the outskirts, someone stopped his horse.

The man blocking the horse was very ordinary, dressed in a strong outfit, the only thing that stood out was the sword hanging on his waist.Snow knew at a glance that he was a swordsman, and a powerful swordsman at that.

Why do you say that?Because the words "[Fifth-Level Swordsman A]" are on his head.The swordsmen that Snow met before all had "[Swordsman A]" and "[Swordsman B]" on their heads. This man has two more words "level five", which seems to be very powerful Role.

After the man stopped his horse, he spoke first: "You are Snow, the prince of the Kingdom of Light, and the apprentice of the Sword Master of Qingguang. Guess who I am?"

Snow rolled his eyes around, thinking to himself, maybe it's time to put on a show.So he looked calm and said inscrutablely: "I don't know who you are, but it is enough for me to know that you are a fifth-level swordsman."

"That's right, we swordsmen don't care about those false names, we only care about the sword in our hands." The man looked up to the sky and laughed, and said his name: "I'm Hart Vader, I'm here to compare swords with you .”

When the horse was blocked, Snow had vaguely guessed his purpose, and it was true.Snow jumped from the horse to the ground, and according to etiquette, announced his name: "Snow Pendragon. I accept your challenge."

Snow felt a little uneasy.For the first time, he had a formal competition with a middle-level swordsman.

Swordsmen are divided into ten grades according to their abilities. The first to third grades are elementary swordsmen, the fourth to sixth grades are intermediate swordsmen, the seventh to ninth grades are advanced swordsmen, and tenth grades are called sword masters.But Snow knew that his talent was mediocre, and his goal was to become the strongest among middle-level swordsmen.The brave didn't allow Snow to go to the swordsmen's guild for a level test. In his words, "level is a constraint on one's own ability. When you know your level, you will inevitably confine yourself to that grid. And the unknown can make you burst into more potential."

So Snow didn't know his level as a swordsman. Based on his estimate of his current ability, he was probably between the elementary swordsman and the intermediate swordsman, and had just touched the edge of the intermediate swordsman.After the last test with Ablin, I got a lot of inspiration, but I don't know how far I have improved.

It seems that there is no doubt that you will lose, but the swordsman will never back down, and the swordsman will always face difficulties!

Naturally, it was impossible to compete on the road, and they happened to be at the foot of the mountain at this time, so Snow told Hart that an open space on the mountain was very suitable.So they shifted their position to the flat land on the mountain.

When the wind blows, Snow and Hart stand opposite each other, holding swords in both hands, staring at each other, waiting for Milk's order to start fighting.At this moment, it was so quiet that the air seemed to freeze, only the sound of the wind moving.

Sitting on a tree far away, Milk could not help but hold his breath. After looking at the time, he shouted: "Start!"

Their hands moved at the same time, Snow dodged a sword swung by Hart, turned around and swung a move at him, dodged again, and waited for Hart's next move.

Hart faced the sword move head-on, and confidently defended with the sword in his hand.

With a "boom", the sword wind rolled up the dust on the ground, and after the smoke cleared, Hart had already fallen to the ground.

Snow: ...?

Due to the disparity in strength between the two sides, Snow was going to focus on defense. He was wondering why Hart hadn't made another move. The next second he saw Hart lying headfirst in the grass, and fell silent.

When Hart woke up again, he found himself lying under a tree, smelling the aroma of barbecue.He stared at the leaves above with his eyes open, and was in a daze for a long time before he pulled away from his doubts about life.

"Are you awake?" A black and white cat came over. "Come and have dinner when you're awake. Snow has roasted meat."

Hart stood up silently, and walked to the bonfire not far away. He looked at Snow who was grilling meat, and couldn't help sighing. He didn't expect Snow to be so powerful at such a young age, but he was stunned by one move. It's a high-level swordsman.

Hart comes from a family of swordsmen, and his father is the current president of the swordsmen's union.The Qingguang Sword Master is his idol, and he was lucky enough to meet him when he was a child.At that time, he thought he was very talented, and he had the cheek to ask him to be his teacher, but he was rejected.However, it didn't take long to hear that the Qingguang Sword Master had accepted the prince of the Guangguang Kingdom as his apprentice, and he was always aggrieved.Knowing that Prince Snow is about to embark on an adventurous journey, he rushes over, wanting to compete with him.

Hart felt that being able to become a fifth-level swordsman at this age was already a peerless genius. When he saw Snow, he didn't feel a strong aura from him, so he felt that he would win this competition.As a result... I did not expect that I was completely abused.

Before he could speak, Snow said hesitantly, "Are you really a fifth-level swordsman?"

Hart: "?" How did the young man speak?Don't think you can humiliate me like this just because you win.

Hart took out his fifth-level swordsman badge and showed it to Snow, "The genuine fifth-level swordsman badge, I lost, but you can't question my swordsman level!"

Snow glanced at it, his expression became even more strange, and he sighed: "It turns out that the level of the Swordsmen's Guild is so low, no wonder Master won't let me test the level."

Hart: "?" I'm sorry for the Swordsmen's Guild, I ruined your reputation by myself.

Hart's face flushed red: "The level test of the Swordsmen's Union is a very fair and just test!"

"But even someone as weak as me defeated you." Snow frowned, full of doubts about the swordsmen's guild, "Master said that my level is only below average among swordsmen, how can I Is it possible to defeat a fifth-level swordsman?"

"I fought against a mage two days ago and failed. He is a fourth-level mage." Ablin said he was a mid-level mage, and Snow specifically asked about his mage level.

Hart suddenly fell into doubts about himself.Could it be that my fifth-level swordsman is water?Hart thought dumbly.

If other people questioned the level test of the swordsman union, he would definitely scoff at it, but even the Qingguang swordsman stamped Prince Snow as a lower-average swordsman, and he was defeated by Snow... The more Hart thought about it, the more he thought about it. My own badge is mixed with moisture.

Thinking about it carefully, the person in charge who presided over the test for him at the beginning was a well-known sycophant of the Swordsmen's Union.Is it possible?

Snow continued to swear: "Father and master both said that my talent is mediocre, and they have tested my level before. It is impossible for me to defeat a fifth-level swordsman."

Swipe, Hart was stabbed in the heart again.Snow's father, the King of the Guangguang Kingdom, was a well-known ninth-level swordsman. Snow's ability had been double-certified by them, so his so-called fifth-level swordsman really had a big problem.

Immediately, Hart's mood became extremely bad, and he was so frustrated that his head could be buried in the soil.It turns out that I have always been a frog in a well, confused by superficial illusions.

At this time, Hart made Snow seem to see himself who was deeply hit when he was a child. He patted Hart on the shoulder and comforted him: "My master once said that no matter what you study, willpower determines your ability on the road. How far to go. We are still young and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Don't be sad, you should work harder, try to make yourself stronger, and make yourself worthy of this badge."

Hart raised his head and clenched his fists: "You're right! I'm an idiot, I shouldn't be sad, I should be happy, I want to thank you, thank you Snow, you let me recognize myself!"

"When you need help, take the token and go to the swordsman guild anywhere, they will help you!" Hart's eyes were full of determination, he took out a token and handed it to Snow, "Swordsman There is no end to the way, I want to go back and continue to work hard to practice swords!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hart took out a teleportation talisman, tore it open, and disappeared in place.

Snow held the token with a confused expression on his face: "..."

He is really a man like the wind, coming like the wind, leaving like the wind.

Milk dawdled over, lay on Snow's lap, and licked his paws: "It's fine if he's gone, so you don't have to grab my meat to eat meow. The Cangyan Nine-Tailed Beast in the growth stage can't be full, meow."

"Where did you eat less?"

Snow scratched Milk's chin, cut a piece of grilled meat into small pieces, then took out a small rice plate dedicated to milk from the storage ring, put it on the ground, and put the meat pieces in it.The milk went down Snow's lap, and he began to eat the meat.

After dinner, one person and one cat rode down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Snow was stopped again.This time it was a group of people, according to the title, a group of robbers.

The man who looked like the leader said fiercely: "Prince Snow, I'm finally waiting for you. You must have a lot of valuable things on you. We are short of money recently. Please show mercy? Otherwise, hehe."

Oh, he was robbed unexpectedly.

Snow silently took out his sword.

Not long after, a group of robbers lay on the ground and committed suicide.

Snow put away his sword and couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "How dare you come out to rob at your level? Why don't you go back and farm."

The notorious bandit gang: "..." Are they a famous bandit gang on the mainland?Otherwise, why couldn't he think of robbing the prince? !

Snow rode away on the horse, and Milk squatted on the horse's head. Snow scratched his head: "It's strange, why can they see my identity at a glance?"

Milk saw through wittily: "You look like a rich man with your attire. Besides, many people in the capital watched you leave. It is estimated that your attire has long been spread. Know it's you."

Snow suddenly realized: "So that's the case. I didn't expect this. I'll find a place later and change my clothes."

The night gradually became darker, the moonlight illuminated Snow's way forward, and the clatter of horseshoes continued.

Snow rode on the horse, thinking leisurely, no wonder the protagonists in the novels I read before all love adventures. Adventures are really interesting. On the first day, you can encounter so many things.

What's next?Snow was full of fantasy and expectation.

The author has something to say:

What's next?

Next, you will get the strongest husband in the mainland.

Why do the brave and the king feel that Snow is weak?Because they were all very strong swordsmen, and the ones they encountered were also strong ones, so in their opinion, Snow's level was indeed at the lower middle level of swordsmen.

And Snow, who were the people he competed with since he was a child?The brave, the king, the queen, the devil, Abu Lin... Who doesn't feel weaker than this orz

As for the guards of the palace, of course they didn't dare to compete with the prince. Snow also felt that if he competed with them, the guards would definitely let him down, so he didn't feel that he was strong if he won.

The view that "I am weak and mediocre" is deeply rooted in Snow. In fact, Snow has no confidence in himself and feels a little inferior.

But baby Snow will grow up slowly ~ will face up to his abilities ~

Poor Hart, successfully abducted(.)

I didn't update on time at nine o'clock, so I cried, I swear I will be on time at nine o'clock tomorrow! ! !

I really can't write the fight scenes...

My level is average, and I hope that I can improve more and more.

Take out the forty catties of milk cake with milk for the little readers to eat, I hope all the little angels will come to collect and comment~

Milk: Do you want milk cake? [Stare——] If you want to eat, you won't give it!The scumbag author don't want to steal my milk cake!

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