They all call me master.

Chapter 425 The wind is like a sword, the sword is like the wind!
Bright, firm, and sharp.

It looked like an unsheathed sword.

Everyone who sees Deljo's eyes at this moment will have this thought at the first moment.

Then?

It's a sting.

Just like the people in Alta Square at this moment.

They felt as if their eyes had been stabbed by something. Many people cried out in pain, and more people covered their eyes and lowered their heads.

Only the earl's swordsman's voice came to my ears——

"start!"

It started, attracting everyone's attention.

The sword is hidden in the wind, and the person is hidden in the sword.

Everyone in Alta Square began to rub their eyes, and then their eyes widened and they looked towards the ring——

Moreover, even if he saw it, Deljo did not have the confidence to see the other party's power at that time.

Facing an "advanced person" like the "Psychic Medium" of Nanlos, any temptation is useless and any words are rude.

therefore--

But Deljo couldn't see each other at all.

The more you want to see it, the less you can see it.

When he learned yesterday that the 'Psychic Medium' in Nanlos would test his own strength before deciding the fate of his group, 'Wind Sword' Deljo began to actively prepare.

Not only the lives of his own group depend on his sword.

The sword is like the wind.

Deljo's figure was hidden even deeper.

On the ring, only Arthur was left.

What also aroused the curiosity of everyone in Alta Square.

Now that we have met the 'Advanced', and we must show our strength in order to survive, then... there is no need to be afraid.

Do not!
To be precise, Deljo turned into the wind.

Curious to the point of discomfort.

The wind is like a sword.

All they could hear was the wind.

Because that's fatal.

It was also because Deljo wanted to truly see the power of the 'Advanced One'.

But now it's different.

They wanted to witness the fighting scene in the ring, but their eyes filled with tears could not see clearly at all, and everyone's vision was blurry.

But...

That's how people are.

With this mentality, Deljo did not test, let alone speak, and showed his strongest killing move from the beginning.

But it is not hiding from hiding or escaping.

The biting wind howled.

Only then can the other party see your determination and sincerity.

Gather momentum!

Deljo has long since disappeared.

It was like a sudden strong wind on the sea, setting off huge waves.

The most basic respect is to use your strongest killing move right from the start.

Whoosh whoosh!
On the hard stone arena, with the howling wind, there were fine traces one finger deep after another. Between the layers, fine stone powder was swept into the wind.

Suddenly, the invisible wind took on color.

At least, make sure you have no regrets.

The gray wind howled more and more.

The less you can see it, the more you want to see it.

In Beit Territory, there are naturally "advanced people".

Just give it a try.

And the world?

Like a hundred claws scratching the heart.

The wind is getting stronger!

More and more stone powder is involved.

The next moment, a ten-meter-high tornado appeared on the ring.

"tornado!"

Nanlos around the ring exclaimed, almost subconsciously, and people were ready to run away.

Tornadoes occur offshore in South Los Angeles during the annual storm season.

As long as a huge sailing ship is overtaken, the ship will be destroyed and everyone will die. And every year, similar endgames occur.

So no one knows the horror of tornadoes better than the people of South Los Angeles.

The moment they see a tornado, even a child knows to run away.

However, before the people around him could take a step forward, the huge tornado did not continue to grow in size, but directly disintegrated, turning into a thousand wind arrows and shooting at Arthur——

Whoosh whoosh!
Facing the arrows in the sky, Arthur just raised his head slightly.

He even had time to glance at the earl's swordsman.

When the tornado just appeared, the earl's swordsman had murderous intent in his eyes.

Obviously, if Deljo allowed this 'tornado' to take shape in the hinterland of Nanlos City, the sword master would kill Deljo as soon as possible.

Moreover, no one will hold the sword master accountable.

Don't say anything to interrupt the 'Sword Fight'.

Anyone who dares to say a word for Deljo will be torn apart by the people of Nanlos.

Fortunately, Deljo didn’t get carried away.

Or……

This is the opponent's strategy.

Use 'tornado' to attract his attention.

Use wind arrows to limit his movement space.

Then?

In the opponent's imagination, it was natural to kill him with one sword.

Of course, it's just the other person's imagination.

But in Arthur's eyes, it was full of flaws!
Because, in Arthur's eyes, the other party...

A bird's eye view!
It's not that Arthur has no plans, nor does he predict everything in advance.

Just because Arthur is too familiar with 'wind'!
Don't forget, he has a [General Puppet] with the ability of 'Storm'.

This is a real 'entrepreneur'.

Even if there is no chance to show the 'Storm' in the true sense, Arthur can possess the 'Storm' and feel it. After having this experience, looking at Deljo's 'Storm', Arthur immediately has a sense of With the feeling of being in a commanding position, he was able to find eleven flaws in it instantly——

call!
The fine wind arrows were sharp and connected together when they fell.

The whistling feeling that hit the face was bigger than the previous tornado. The people closest to the ring were blown back continuously. If there were not people behind them to support them, they would have fallen to the ground at this time.

But Arthur stepped forward.

Feeling the strong wind blowing against his face, he even wanted to shout——

'On the vast sea, strong winds gather dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, petrels fly proudly like black lightning. '

Others are horrified.

He is comfortable.

Others back away.

He moves forward.

Arthur used his own way to attract the attention of people present.

These are all XP!
Although yesterday afternoon's supplement brought Arthur a large amount of XP income, the report on the 'Qualfinals' published this morning also earned a lot of XP——

[You successfully passed the top eight and were promoted to the top four. This was expected by everyone. Everyone did not hesitate to discuss your name. You are known to more people; XP + 100]

[Your rescue of the nephews of Lord Dubois and Lord Bath during the quarter-finals impressed people with your medical skills and amazed more people; XP + 300]

……

Both combined are not as good as one in the supplement.

But that doesn't mean Arthur will give up.

Arthur knows how little adds up to something.

Especially when there is an additional gap of 5XP required to upgrade [Swift Bird Swordsmanship] to Lv3000, Arthur wishes he could treat every XP as ten flowers.

Because of this, he tried every means to get more XP.

For example, right now!
Arthur wandered among thousands of wind arrows.

Under everyone's gaze, he walked to the corner on one side of the ring.

Everyone looked there in confusion.

There was no one and nothing there.

Nothing?
Why go there?
And just when everyone was confused, a dazzling sword light suddenly bloomed there.

The gray smoke and dust were completely dispersed by the blade flower glowing with metallic light.

This sword, as fast as a meteor, pierced Arthur.

"what!"

Everyone exclaimed.

But Arthur looked at the sword light that flashed in front of him, smiled gently, and said softly——

"good."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, curled his fingers, and flicked.

Ding!
(End of this chapter)