Everyone knew Qiu Shan Jun’s sword was called Reverse Scale, but only his close schoolmates knew that the sword their oldest senior used was actually very common. It was made by a regular blacksmith on the bottom of Li Mountain and was worth only three silver coins.
He viewed his oldest senior Qiu Shan Jun as his role model, and a goal that he must transcend, so he only wanted to use a common sword.
The sword was common, but the person wasn’t. The people standing on the staircase looked at Guan Fei Bai as he slowly walked to the center of the square. Their expressions changed.
As he walked forward, the arrogant and cold young elite’s aura gradually became calm and soft, but the sword in his hand became stronger and stronger.
He stored all of his spirit into the sword.
“Don’t you worry?”
Tang Thirty Six looked at Chen Chang Sheng’s face, seeing that his expression didn’t change, he felt a bit surprised. Only by looking at the steps Guan Fei Bai took as he walked into the center of the square, only by looking at his ability to store qi into his sword, Tang Thirty Six knew that he definitely couldn’t beat him. Although Princess Luo Luo’s ranked was higher than his, did she have a chance of defeating him?
Chen Chang Sheng looked at the field and said, “Luo Luo will win. Why do I even worry?”