Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 900 is not accepting male disciples

The majestic and magnificent golden city gradually drifted away behind him, and the world-shocking and glorious city gradually became a blurred spot in the field of vision.

Hiate sat kneeling on the roof of the carriage, and unconsciously touched her left hand. The blue ghost beads on the back of her hand had been removed a long time ago. reserved.

The two steeds took steady steps and led the carriage into a small town. Veltalen completely disappeared from sight, and a strand of gray-white hair stuck to the corner of her mouth. She didn't seem to notice it, and sighed softly.

She originally thought that when she returned to Veltalon, she would be filled with resentment, boundless anger, and could not help but forcefully break into the palace alone, and then slash out a sword that destroys the city.

But it wasn't until now that she left the imperial capital that she realized that her mood hadn't been too violent. What was there was just a little inexplicable and complicated feeling.

She has lived in Vetalon for about 16 years, and she knows the area near her home like the back of her hand. She also had some playful friends when she was a child, and she used to use her delicate arms to try her best to swing a wooden sword in the yard.

That was a pretty good memory.

When she was young, she was amazed by the brilliance of the palace buildings, and she also sat on her father's shoulders, watched the speeches in Lyon, and knew that the young man who spoke impassionedly about "the glory of the empire" was the emperor of a country.

"The wind erodes the heart, the stars pierce the clouds, the stars reflect the shadow of the sword, the scorching sun falls, and thousands of miles travel, my sword will not cut you flat."

Silently reciting this line of the song Ye Lin taught her in the Moonlight Tavern, which has always been remembered, Hiate brushed away the lock of hair with her fingertips, looked up at the clear sky, and smiled softly.

If you propose, I will marry, if you dare not marry, I will cut you off.

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The sword she slashed with all her strength, symbolizing farewell, left a terrifying deep ravine on the ground with a depth of [-] meters. Because of the huge ground crack caused by the rumbling of the earth, it inadvertently connected the moat of the imperial capital.

The water level of the wide river surrounding the capital is dropping rapidly, and some small puddles of silt gradually appear in the river, and some grass carp are struggling to survive with their tails flapping.

The sudden crack in the deep ravine quickly shook the imperial capital, and the news swept through every corner like a gust of wind.

Someone happened to be watching, saying that a gorgeous giant sword inlaid with the most magnificent gemstones in the world suddenly appeared, and it could go straight to the sky to stir up the wind and clouds, and then maliciously attacked the imperial capital.

But now half an hour has passed, and the attacker left only a deep abyss of sword energy.

The building was shaken and damaged but there were no casualties. This kind of behavior is more like provoking the face of the empire, which is really confusing.

The court magician rushed to the scene to mend the wounds on the earth.

Although Emperor Leon of the Empire lived in the deep palace and hadn't been to the scene in person, he had already guessed who probably did it, so he could only give a symbolic order to investigate the "culprit".

His desire to gain great power has grown stronger.

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Although the empire's economic strength is very rich, due to technical factors, it has not made all roads smooth and smooth.

There are some bumps along the way, which makes people miss the comfort of EX Dornier.

Leaving Veltalen in a carriage, passing through several villages and towns, and continuing upstream along an unfrozen river.

The source of this river is the second largest mountain range in the empire. It stretches out from the mountain range, and hundreds of rivers converge along the way to form a majestic Yangtze River.

The rough division of the Empire's First Territory and Second Territory is based on that mountain range.

The imperial capital, Wei Talun, was built along the river, on the right side of the river, only about a dozen miles away.

Isabella remembered that when the weather was fine, standing on the taller tower in the palace, she could easily overlook the majestic river and feel the breath of the empire's mountains and rivers.

The most prosperous economic zone in Delos is basically built on this river.

"How should I put it, my master has a weird and persistent personality. She can accept many students, but she never accepts male students." Isabella stuck out her tongue playfully, wondering if what she said would affect the students. The honor of the god of fighting in the empire.

The God of Fighting, Sare Maya, was once a comet-like fighting genius who has been around for decades, and so far no one has surpassed him.

Her outstanding contribution to the fighting skills in the Arad continent, for example, is the teaching series of weapons of Kaluya, the god of blacksmiths, the enlightenment of the gods brought by the saint Michel, the loyal minister Jiger, and the ghosts Swordsmen are no longer afraid of the infinite courage of the ghost hand.

Of course, the God of Fighting still doesn't accept male disciples.

As a result, when the line of female fighters was flourishing, the line of male fighters withered slightly, almost "extinct".

However, the blood and love for fighting still allowed the lineage of male fighters to survive tenaciously and tenaciously.

Isabella rubbed her face a little nervously. She is in the realm of Martial God, and she is considered a relatively outstanding genius. Master should not scold her.

But after completing the birth ceremony, he was released from the restrictions on going out by his father, so he was very willing to take risks and have fun. It seemed that he never came back to see her old man.

At the same time, Ye Lin, who was sitting on the side, looked at the meeting gift that the third princess was going to bring, black lines appeared on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

A box of good wine, not red wine but strong white wine, and a box of unground roasted tobacco leaves, slowly exuding a wisp of smoke that cannot be concealed, are top-grade in the palace.

He and Xi Yat looked at each other, originally thought that this God of Fighting should be an otherworldly person who likes to drink tea and practice martial arts, a fairy-like figure.

No matter how bad it is, some nourishing supplements should be liked by middle-aged and elderly people.

Cyrus took out a detailed map from his pocket, identified it, and then drove the carriage along the main road of the town until it reached the outskirts, at the foot of a majestic mountain.

On the mountainside of this mountain, there is a dojo that can accommodate hundreds of people. The legendary God of Fighting lives here in semi-reclusion.

Originally, Sare Maya lived in the imperial capital, which meant that she lived in the city. Moreover, it was more convenient to buy high-quality tobacco and alcohol.

But there were too many people who couldn't bear to ask her to learn from her, and the nobles also wanted to establish a relationship with her. After becoming famous, she became more and more busy and interrupted her training time, so she simply moved out of the imperial capital.

Although there are still many apprentices, at least the environment with mountains and rivers can make you feel more comfortable on more than one level.

The carriage stopped, and at the foot of the mountain, there were many fighters dressed in martial arts uniforms. They walked up and down a bluestone-paved mountain path, running up and down in cold winter.

Sure enough, without exception, all of them were women.

After Isabella jumped out of the carriage, she tilted her head and explained in a low voice: "This is one of the compulsory courses for Master. You go up and down the mountain every day, at least two round trips."

Probably because she remembered her tired and embarrassing appearance before, she hugged her arms and shivered with fear.

Sarah Maya's physical training is not just about going up and down the mountain, she has many ways to torture people.

If you are lucky enough to comprehend the profound meaning of the profession and become an excellent professional, then congratulations, you will have to tie heavy sandbags on your legs and arms when you go up and down the mountain in the future.

No matter men or women in the martial arts line, the strength and endurance of one's own body are always put first!

Since Ye Lin carried the gift, those fighters who had just arrived at the foot of the mountain during the daily compulsory classes looked at him with pity.

Another poor man who came here full of hope and wanted to learn from Master Saleh.

But the master has been famous for so many years, and I haven't seen her accept a male disciple yet.

The mountain road was long and steep, but they were not ordinary people. They managed to reach a flat land on the mountainside without feeling tired or sweating much.

The third princess looked around for a while, and then asked a fighter who was practicing boxing against a dummy wooden stake: "Junior Sister, do you know where Master is?"

Junior sister?

The fighter who was stopped was slightly surprised, looked down at the slender and powerful legs of the third princess, and smiled knowingly: "Master, I just threw a man out, and I seem to be angry. I don't know where I went now."

(End of this chapter)