Chapter 839 Laird
"Go wait in line.
Later on, you''ll be required to perform your best martial arts skill in front of the general. You''ll be able to
join the mission if you get his approval,"
the junior captain said and handed Austin a number card with the number 120 written on it.
Austin then walked towards the side of the battle ring and stood in line.
Many warriors were enticed to register for the recruitment because the royal household offered a
handsome reward.
Most of the ones who took an interest were independent cultivators.
The reward was a chance to join the royal household and became a member of the royal forces.
As a prosperous and strong nation, the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom was no weaker than all the five
major sectsbined.
Being a permanent member of the royal forces and earning royal stipends in their lifetime greatly
attracted independent cultivators.
Therefore, a long line of participants were queued on both sides of the battle ring, all hoping to get
approved. . .
"Number 120! It''s your turn!" a soldier in the battle ring shouted out.
Austin moved out of the queue and leaped onto the battle ring.
"Young man, your name is Meade, correct?
Kindly perform the martial arts skill you are best at please,"
the civil official affably urged.
After giving it a brief thought, Austin drew out his long sword and used his vital energy force to disy
his level five sword potential.
Numerous sword auras violently rushed out.
Without exerting much of an effort, Austin unsheathed the long sword, its aura soaring up to the sky. It
stunned everyone present.
"A level five sword potential!"
the warriors below the battle ring silently eximed.
Sword potential was a level higher than sword intent.
It was fairlymon in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom to find warriors who had reached a level
ten sword intent.
However, only a rtively small number of warriors had been able to reach sword potential
and anyone who had reached a level five sword potential was considered a master swordsman.
With a wave of his sword, a sharp sword light shed and shot up towards the sky at supersonic
speed, cutting into the space above the battle ring.
The dazzling remains of the sword-light lingered in the air for a long period before it vanished; vaguely
reminiscent of a just concluded musical performance where the faint echoes of music lingered in the
air.
"Well one, young man! What an incredible swordsmanship!
I never would have guessed that you were a perfect swordsman. You''re now wee to join us on the
royal mission,"
the general on the tform praised, face glowing with radiance at having seen Austin''s excellent
performance. . .
A soldier then approached Austin and led him to a lounging area behind the battle ring
where several hundred warriors were already waiting. Almost two-thirds of them were in the Imperial
Realm cultivation base
and the rest were in the Master Realm cultivation base.
They were warriors who had also been selected to join the mission.
The area had long tables that were arranged in several rows. These tables wereid with piles of rare
fruits and pots of tea.
Austin nced around and saw that many tables were already upied by warriors, so he walked
towards the far corner of the area where he found a table that was upied by only three people.
Just when Austin was about to seat himself, a cold voice stopped him.
"Piss off
or die!"
it called out, arrogant andmanding.
''Oh?''
Austin inwardly glowered. He turned his head around and came to face a short warrior.
The warrior was giving off an unparalleled spear intent
and although short, he aggressively bolted upright from where he sat.
The person looked like a sharp spear that was ready to stab into the sky.
His cultivation base was at the preliminary stage of Master Realm
while Austin was only at the Imperial Realm.
"Oh, really?
What if I insist on sitting here?"
Austin rebuked, his anger rising.
He had fought a fierce battle against the Holy Daughter Winnie of the New Moon Sect; fighting an
ordinary warrior at the preliminary stage of Master Realm would be a piece of cake.
Austin shrugged off the confrontation and, deliberately ignoring the man''s warning, sat himself down.
A murderous look shed across the short man''s eyes. He waved a hand and a golden spear
appeared in his hand out of thin air.
"Die!" he roared.
The spear turned into a huge spiralling golden python, bestrewing sharp illusory spear shadows in front
of him.
It looked as if he were wielding hundreds of spears.
Austin sensed that the short man had reached level three spear potential.
''No wonder he was so arrogant, '' he thought.
However, from the vital energy force that was swirling around his body, Austin could tell that
the man''s vital energy force cultivation base was only at the preliminary stage of Master Realm.
It was obvious that his spear skill, instead of vital energy cultivation, was what he was best at.
The spear potential fluctuated and whipped towards Austin. He dodged it in time just as it almost
touched his body, grazing his robes. .
The other warriors in the lounging area did not intervene in the fight;
on the contrary, they were quite amused by it.
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The murmurs grew among them.
"Thisd''s cultivation base is just at the Imperial Realm. How dare he
choose a table that was upied by the three Master Realm masters."
"Exactly. He dared to offend Laird. Now he would be stabbed to death by Laird''s spear.
With a Master Realm cultivation base and an outstanding spear skill, Laird was said to be a hot-
tempered and merciless man!"
"Hush! Lower your voice. You wouldn''t want to deal with him if he hears what you said andes for
you."
The other man then kept silent.
With his extraordinary spiritual sense, Austin was able to clearly hear the men''s hushed conversation.
''So this man is called Laird, '' he mused.
At the very moment, the golden spear dashed towards him once again.
He firmly held his long sword
and hacked at Laird''s spear with his Swift Thunder Swordsmanship at Minor Achievement Stage.
However, he did not use it to its full extent.
He only let out the level three sword potential.
The thunderbolt sword aura hacked at the spear, moving at a rate that was dozen times faster than the
speed of sound.
There was a loud booming sound.
A loud crack soon followed
as the thunderbolt sword aura shed with the golden spear.
Laird felt as if his spear was struck by lightning. Streaks of electricity trickled onto his hand and
wandered to his body.
Struck dumb with astonishment, he hastily took a couple of steps backwards.
''It''s impossible!
How could a warrior at the medium stage of Imperial Realm be able to produce such a powerful sword
aura?'' he thought.
He was able to sense that the sword light from the juvenile in front of him had reached level three
sword potential
''And his martial arts skill is no lower than mine.
Furthermore, the thunderbolt power faintly incorporated in that sword light was immensely powerful.''
"You!"
Laird fell out of his daze and finally uttered.
He then took a scrutinizing look at Austin and decided to cease his attacks at the boy.
Austin''s strength was obvious to all;
he was only at the Imperial Realm, but his attack was no weaker than Laird''s.
Even though Laird was a hot-tempered and narrow-minded man, he had enough wits about him to
know that it would not do him any good to fight in a life-or-death battle before he got a clear picture of
his opponent''s full strength.
Although there were still hints of tension in the air, things eventually started to calm down. Austin put
away his long sword and calmly sat down at the table, picked up a cup of tea and sipped as if the
whole confrontation never happened.
''Laird was just an ordinary warrior at the preliminary stage of Master Realm. Level three spear potential
was all he was good at, '' he concluded.
He was confident that he would be able to kill Laird if it really dide to a life-or-death battle.