The Legend of the Eternal King

The Legend of the Eternal King
A Dew Drop Gravel And A Dab Of Grass


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The collision between the swords sounded tubed.


Both the handsome young man, Chen Dewei and Jing Jun were as nimble as leopards. Their movements are very efficient in attacking, defending or dodging.


The large sword in the hands of the handsome young man slashed freely like ignoring the real weight of the sword.


Chen Dewei and Jing Jun tended to brush aside and avoid the powerful slashes of the handsome young man. Very logically, the momentum of a great sword was extremely powerful if it was counteracted directly.


Despite that Chen Dewei and Jing Jun still felt their sword hilt tremble and give a tingling sensation to the base of their arms.


An equally aggressive attack.


Both the elders and disciples of the Earth Sword Sect for a moment they forgot the confrontation with the Old Ancestor Fortress they were now facing.


Likewise with the bystanders, they had also forgotten the battle of the patriarch of the Earth Sword Sect with the three Elders Ni.


The battle between these three young men was very interesting, even much more interesting.


“Teachers, they do not use origin energy and merit laws at all. It's purely a physical fight.” A student observer asked.


“I think they want to explore each other.” The teacher replied in a wise tone


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An observer elder exclaimed.


“Amati with zen condition...!!!” The observer elder ordered his disciple.


Instantly many of the surrounding disciples instantly took a comfortable seat at the command of the elder. They entered zen mode, streamed the cultivation laws and observed the frenzied fight before their eyes.


In addition almost all observers followed the advice of the elder. They watched the fight in zen mode.


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Observers drip a bead of sweat from a temple as big as a corn seed. Their eyes are wide.


At first they saw a pebble, a drop of dew and a strand of grass. Over time, however, all the sights changed.


A pebble grew into a huge mountain that firmly stood towering through the clouds.


A drop of dew grew into a vast deep ocean, capable of devouring and drowning anything in its waves.


While a strand of grass grows into a giant bamboo forest that each swing creates a storm of typhoon winds.


This is the Sword Dao.


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Watching this battle was like seeing a god himself sweeping his brush creating nature itself.


Although each student absorbs and interprets differently according to their digestibility and depth of understanding. Watching this is a great blessing. They get a huge advantage. They obtained incredible treasures exceeding the value of the treasures explored within the ruins.


The elder of the Earth Sword Sect clenched his hands and lowered his head in embarrassment. As the sect's master swordsmen they felt like kindergartens in front of a professor explaining the formula of relativity.


The ancestor behind the lurking hide sighed deeply. Culturally, these young people were still far away compared to them. However, in their young age they had permeated an extremely powerful sword dao.


They guessed how it would be in the future when this young man grew towards his peak.


Every now and then they were amazed and also felt fear for the Old Ancestor Fortress.


The elder of the Nirwana Sword Sect who was standing on top of the spire felt that way.


“Ren-er, Don't be too rash with Old Ancestor's Fortress.” He muttered softly with a tone of worry.


But all three like forgetting where they are and also forgetting the people around them. They smiled widely in various sword movements, shouting at each other and laughing out loud.


I don't know how long this fight went on. Everything was immersed in the grand show.


“Patriarch of the Earth Sword Sect has been demoted, First Elder Ni Guanlong takes over the position of patriarch from now on as well.” Nian shouted out loud.


The handsome young man leaped backwards with his strongest slash. While Chen Dewei and Jing Jun took a safe distance and pause on his position.


“PATRIARCH...” The elders and disciples exclaimed.


A figure filled with blood and random dirty sweat was standing on the tall building. He was the new patriarch of the Earth Sword Sect behind him Ni Lokong and Ni Feng who also looked chaotic and random.


“Murid who supported me took a step back..” Ni Guanlong shouted in a raucous and deep voice.


Instantly tens of thousands of disciples, a third of them took a step back towards their new patriarch line.


“Cih...” Elders on the side of the old patriarch felt anger and disapproval. They let the disciples who joined Ni Guanlong.


“The one who stays in the field is a traitor. His sentence is DEATH.” Ni Guanlong continued.


The three Gou snarls violently followed by a barking that made the elders and disciples living in the courtyard get a shock effect and lose their senses.


The three Gou jumped towards the sea of disciples in the main square.


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