The Face Changing Warrior

Roddy immediately felt a strange feeling in his heart. The middle-aged man in front of him must be a samurai! And with Roddy's feeling, he must be a swordsman! Roddy himself didn't know where his feeling came from, but he was so sure!

The middle-aged man seemed to be interested in Roddy. He smiled faintly: "Well, I heard that you are a swordsman. Let's try your swordsmanship first. Do you have a sword?"

As soon as he said this, Roddy's face turned red, and he immediately remembered the long sword he had picked up last night, and immediately raised his chest again and said loudly: "I am not an official swordsman! But I will be. Yes! I... I have my own sword! But last night... they took it away!"

The middle-aged man nodded, smiled and looked back at Nicole. Nicole did not speak, but nodded. So the middle-aged man said loudly: "Well, well, who of you is going to bring this little swordsman's sword back to him?"

It seems that the middle-aged man’s status is really not low, and immediately a servant ran away. After a while, the servant returned with a long sword, which was the sword that Roddy took last night. .

"This is your sword?" The middle-aged man smiled, his eyes swept across the rust on the long sword as if inadvertently.

Speaking of conscience, this sword is not bad, you know, not everyone in the empire can wear weapons to the streets. Although this sword looked a bit old, it was still sharp-after all, this was the weapon given by the fat man in the bar, and it was considered good.

Roddy's face turned red again, but the young man's arrogance made him reluctant to lose face in front of Nicole. He braced himself and stood up and said loudly: "This is indeed my sword! I have a better one! ! But I didn't bring it today!"

The middle-aged man nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Well, well, let me see your swordsmanship, and you will use your sword. I will take action against you. Let me see how long you can support, okay? "

"Good!" Roddy immediately agreed with a sword in his hand. The beauty is now, let alone he and others, even if Roddy is asked to kill a dragon, our little virgin will not frown.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, bent over the chair and picked up a wide sword, glanced at Roddy, and said lightly: "Okay, you pay attention, I'm going to shoot!"

Roddy stared at the middle-aged man with all his attention, his body tensed, and he prepared a defensive posture.

"Left!" The middle-aged man snorted softly and struck him with a sword. The speed of this sword was terrifying. Roddy couldn't see the opponent's sword at all. He only felt a white light flashing to his left. He could only instinctively use the sword to block it horizontally.

With a clang, Roddy felt like he had been hit by a running horse, and stepped back a few steps before standing still. The middle-aged man didn't wait for him to get angry, and shouted: "Right!" Then a sword struck it again!

Roddy had no time to adjust his posture, holding the hilt with both hands in a hurry to set it up. This time the strength was greater than last time, and Roddy retreated to the wall before he could stand still. But a face was flushed.

The middle-aged man stopped his feet with a smile on his face, and said, "It's okay, your strength is good, and your response is good, but the defensive posture just now was too tight, so it was not flexible enough."

Roddy let out a long sigh, took a step forward, and said loudly: "I just let you go offensive, this time it's me!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You?"

Roddy was waiting to say something, only to find that Nicole was already showing a mocking smile on the back chair. Roddy looked down and realized that two notches had been cut in the blade of the sword in his hand. Roddy's face changed immediately--oh my god, this sword is worth a few silver coins! Although it is not as good as Roddy's own sword, Roddy originally planned to sell it after he used it up for a little living expenses!

In his distress, he couldn't help but gently stroke Mo Jianfeng with his hand. This time was even better. His hand had just been pressed on the blade, and the sword suddenly cracked, and then it clanged and broke. Cut it off, and fell to the ground, only a piece of the hilt left in Roddy's hand!

Now Roddy's face was completely pale, and his heart was extremely depressed.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, put the sword in his hand gently back on the chair, and turned to Nicole to smile: "He's not bad! According to his age, it is very rare to be able to catch my two swords..."

Roddy cried and said, "Yes? You just smashed my sword with two swords!"

Nicole glanced at Roddy and said coldly: "Shut up! Who do you think you are! Do you think you can beat the gentleman? Mr. Qiu is the top swordsman in the imperial capital! He is the most recognized A candidate who might be a holy sword warrior!"

"Mr. Autumn!!" Roddy exclaimed: "You are Mr. Autumn!!"

The young man blushed and said in surprise: "You are Mr. Qiu, the chief swordsman of the imperial palace! Oh my god, you are recognized as the most promising person in the sword drawing conference to draw the holy sword!"

Roddy stared at the middle-aged man, with expressions of admiration all over his face. For him, a junior swordsman, um, no, it should be said that he is a prospective swordsman. Mr. Qiu is a legend. The master is now, equivalent to a legendary character! Especially for a young swordsman, what can he admire more than a top swordsman with a clear voice?

The frustration on Roddy's face was immediately wiped out!

Oh my God, I actually competed with him in front of Mr. Qiu! I can actually catch Mr. Qiu's two swords! The opponent is recognized as a quasi holy sword warrior! In fact, as long as Mr. Qiu can draw out the legendary holy sword at next year's sword drawing conference, he will be the fourth holy sword warrior in the empire's hundreds of years of history! That's a legend that only appeared in a century!

Mr. Qiu smiled lightly on his face and said, "Well, Miss Nicole, what I promised you has been done. This young man is really good. If I am not mistaken, he is almost reaching the level of a two-level swordsman. It's standard, much better than... than... than your brother." At this point, Mr. Qiu's face seemed a little weird.

Nicole nodded, she suddenly stood up, walked to Mr. Qiu's side, leaned over, and whispered something in Mr. Qiu's ear.

After hearing this, Mr. Qiu immediately frowned, glanced at Nicole, shook his head resolutely, and said: "No! I said, unless it is from the Tulip family, I will not accept anyone else!"

Nicole looked at Mr. Qiu's determined expression, sighed, and said softly, "All right."

Mr. Qiu thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "However, I can give him some pointers, and I will come over tomorrow afternoon."

Roddy was still looking at Nicole and Mr. Qiu stupidly—in fact, his gaze was more on Nicole. Nicole had already glared at him: "Idiot, thank you Mr. Qiu! Mr. promised to show you your swordsmanship tomorrow!"

Roddy hasn't reacted yet, and is still thinking about it: Why is she so beautiful even staring...

Nicole stomped her feet with anger and said loudly, "Rody!!"

Roddy was taken aback and immediately came to his senses. Mr. Qiu had already said indifferently: "Remember, tomorrow afternoon, I am still in this yard, I will come."

After speaking, this swordsmanship master has already turned and left.

Nicole glanced at Roddy and said to the servant in the yard: "Take him down! Bring him the thing prepared last night!"

Nicole turned and walked towards the east side of the yard, and the two servants immediately came up, pushing and pulling Roddy behind him.

At this moment Roddy finally came back to his senses. After a full ten seconds, he suddenly said loudly: "Oh my God! Mr. Qiu wants to show me swordsmanship! My God! Mr. Qiu wants to show me swordsmanship!"

"Shut up! You idiot!" Nicole turned around and shouted angrily.

Roddy was too ecstatic at the moment to take care of so much. He broke free of the two servants who were holding him, hopped to the front, and shouted: "Mr. Qiu said he was going to point me to swordsmanship. Is it true? Is it true?"

"Shut up!!" Nicole couldn't bear it anymore, turning around and shouting: "It seems I must teach you something." She lifted her chin, slowly extended her index finger with her left hand, and pointed at Roddy from the void. Then gently raised. Without seeing how she acted, Roddy flew out with a whirr, then fell to the ground on his back.

"The first thing, when you talk to me from now on, you must add the word'master' before it! Don't forget!" Nicole gave him a cold look.

After speaking, she turned and continued striding forward, and the two servants hurried up to frame Roddy and followed behind.

Although Roddy fell a lot, he still whispered stupidly: "Oh my God, Mr. Qiu wants to point me to swordsmanship..."

Nicole walked ahead angrily.

In fact, she didn't know why she was so angry! She has never been a grumpy person, but she doesn’t know why, every time she sees that guy with a yin and yang face, she can’t help but get angry, as if every action he does will make herself so angry— —Especially when he looked at himself so stupidly — when he thought of what happened last night, Nicole couldn’t wait to smash this guy with a knife!

Roddy followed Nicole to a two-story building that looked quite old. The two servants behind him had stopped in the distance and did not dare to follow.

Nicole glanced at Roddy and said lightly: "You follow me up!"

Roddy looked at the dilapidated small building. It seemed that no one had repaired it for a long time. The wall slowly climbed up with the withered tree stalks and branches. The two tall trees blocked the sun, making it look broken. It feels a bit gloomy.

There was a faint feeling of anxiety in Roddy's heart.