"Boss, did the AI make a mistake? These ancient sword rank swordbearers could barely kill a dozen Minor Sorcerers. How could they kill thousands of Minor Sorcerers?
And two to three hundred Intermediate Sorcerers? They even killed two Heaven Sorcerers? This is impossible! This is impossible! "
When the AI announced the results of these ancient sword rank swordbearers, one of the Famed Sword rank swordbearers finally could not take it anymore and stood up.
This was also a signal. Following this Famed Sword rank swordbearers, more and more Famed Sword rank swordbearers stood up to support this Famed Sword rank swordbearers. They also did not believe that 18 ancient sword rank swordbearers could kill so many Wu people. This was like a joke.
This time, the Sorcerer Tribe had sent out a total of 200,000 soldiers. If the total number of Sorcerer Tribe members killed by these ancient sword rank sword-bearers was about 10,000, didn't this mean that these 18 ancient sword rank sword-bearers had killed 5% of the Sorcerer Tribe's entire army? This meant that they had taken down more than half of the Sorcerer Tribe's army. These 18 ancient sword rank sword-bearers had wiped out the entire House of Guardians on the main star.
"Silence!
Silence! "
Yaoguang slammed the table. "You can doubt me, but you can never doubt the AI. When have you ever seen the AI lie?"
Yaoguang's loud question silenced the entire conference room. Yaoguang spoke the truth. In this world, the AI was the fairest. It recorded every battle result accurately and strictly. In the past few hundred years, the AI had made very few mistakes. How could it lie to them?
"Alright, I won't say anymore. Take a look at this battle recording and you'll understand." Yaoguang waved his hand, and the projector projected a battle recording in the air.
This was a recording of the swordbearers' battle. Eighteen ancient sword rank swordbearers had formed a tight formation and were rampaging through the Witch Tribe's army. They cut down melons and vegetables as if they were nothing. They were unstoppable.
After the recording ended, all the Famed Sword level sword-bearers fell silent.
The video lasted for around five minutes. In those five minutes, all the Famed Sword Rank sword-bearers had witnessed how an army of around 500 Sorcerer Tribe soldiers had been completely annihilated by these 18 Ancient Sword Rank sword-bearers … What was even more terrifying was that not a single one of the 18 sword-bearers had been injured.
"These ancient sword wielders are all Sword Masters."
A Famed Sword Rank swordsman covered his mouth in shock. At this time, most of the Famed Sword Rank swordsmen realized that the ones fighting at the outermost edge of the formation were not the Swordladies, but the Ancient Sword Rank swordsmen wielding their own Swordladies.
"Oh my god!
Since when did Sword Masters become so worthless? There were 18 Sword Masters here!
What the f * ck … "One of the Famed Sword-wielding swordsmen did not even know what to say. He had never seen more than 18 Sword Masters in his life, and he had never thought that he would see 18 Sword Masters working together to fight.
"Ye Fan!
What do you think of these Ancient Sword Rank swordsmen?
Are they really Sword Masters? "
A swordsman nudged another swordsman next to him. As this person asked this question, everyone's eyes focused on this swordsman called Ye Fan.
This was because Ye Fan was one of the few Sword Masters in the entire Shanhai Pass. Other than Yaoguang, Ye Fan was the only Sword Master in the Taiyin Garrison.
These Famed Sword level swordsmen naturally did not dare to ask Yaoguang how he felt. They could only ask Ye Fan, who was next to them.
"Not bad … Their swordsmanship is probably better than mine …" Ye Fan said after watching for a while.
"Sigh, Brother Ye Fan, you are too humble."
Hearing Ye Fan say this, the other Famed Sword level swordsmen began to praise Ye Fan for his humility. "That's right. How could these Ancient Sword level swordsmen compare to yours? Don't belittle yourself!"
Only Ye Fan knew that he was lying. His swordsmanship was only below average among the 18 Ancient Sword level swordsmen. At least 10 of them had better swordsmanship than him.
This discovery made Ye Fan feel extremely sad. His swordsmanship had gone down the drain. He could not even compare to an Ancient Sword level swordsman.
If Ye Fan knew that these Ancient Sword level swordsmen had only practiced swordsmanship for less than 30 days, Ye Fan would probably be so angry that he would hang himself.
At the same time, a few sharp-eyed Famed Sword level swordsmen noticed that the 18 Ancient Sword level swordsmen would occasionally return to the center of the formation to rest. When they returned, they would often receive a small bottle of potion from the Sword Lady who was in charge of commanding them.
After drinking the potion, the Ancient Sword level swordsmen, who had been extremely tired before, became lively again in just a minute or two. Their stamina quickly returned to their bodies. Clearly, these swordsmen relied on these potions to quickly recover their stamina. This was very tempting.
All the Ancient Sword level swordsmen knew that being able to quickly recover their stamina in battle was a huge advantage.
Even if they were running away, they would be able to last longer.
As a result, many of the Famed Sword level swordsmen turned their attention to these potions. They planned to find these Ancient Sword level swordsmen after the conference was over and think of a way to get a few of these precious potions from them.
"Now, does anyone have any objections?
Do you think that the achievements of these 18 brothers are fake? "Yaoguang asked everyone once again.
However, it was different from the previous time when the crowd was agitated. This time, everyone was silent.
If these Ancient Sword level swordsmen really had the terrifying combat power shown in the recordings, then this kind of achievement could be explained.
"Alright, then I will now …" Just as Yaoguang was about to give out the rewards to these Ancient Sword level swordsmen, a Famed Sword level swordsman suddenly stood up and cupped his fists at Yaoguang. "Master Yaoguang, I have a presumptuous request. I hope Master Yaoguang can grant it."
"So it's Brother Ye Fan. I wonder what Brother Ye Fan wants?"
Yaoguang raised his head and saw that the person who had spoken was none other than the only Sword Master other than himself and Guhan, Ye Fan.
"Master Yaoguang!
I would like to spar with these brothers and see if their sword skills are as good as those shown in the recordings. I hope Master will grant my request! "
Ever since he had seen the skills of these 18 Ancient Sword level swordsmen, Ye Fan felt like he was on pins and needles.
Ye Fan knew that his inner demons were stirred. He could not accept that his sword skills were inferior to these Ancient Sword level swordsmen.
If he did not spar with these Ancient Sword level swordsmen, Ye Fan would not be able to calm down. This would be terrible for Ye Fan's future.
"Ye Fan, are you crazy?
What do you think this is? How can you make such a ridiculous request?
Sit back down! "Yaoguang shouted.
There was no way Yao Guang would allow this meeting to turn into a duel for no reason.
"Sigh!
Since Comrade Ye Fan has made such a request, let's not reject him. Let's spar and see if my subordinates are worthy of their reputation! "
Guhan, who was sitting beside Yaoguang, suddenly spoke up. It was only then that the other Sword level swordbearers realized that these 18 Ancient Sword level swordbearers were Guhan's subordinates.
If these 18 Ancient Sword level swordbearers were really Guhan's subordinates, then as their master, Guhan, how terrifying would he be?
Thinking of this, everyone could not help but feel a chill run down their spines.
"Alright!" Seeing that Guhan had agreed, Yaoguang did not object.
After all, in less than 10 minutes, the master of Taiyin Star Garrison would no longer be Yaoguang, but Guhan. Guhan would be the future master of this place.
"Then let's go out and get ready!"
Just as Yaoguang was about to let everyone go out and fight, Guhan interrupted Yaoguang. Guhan shook his head and said, "Why go out and make it so troublesome?
I think it's enough to compete in this conference room. "
"But Brother Guhan, there is not enough space in the conference room for everyone to fight!" Yaoguang said with a frown.
"Who said there isn't?
I think this big table is very suitable. It can be used as a stage! "Guhan said as he looked at the conference table in front of him.
This was a large oval conference table that was about 100 meters long and 10 meters wide.
Putting aside the original purpose of the table, just based on its size alone, this table could indeed be used as a small martial arts arena.
"This … Alright …" Yaoguang could not be bothered to care so much. If Guhan wanted to cause trouble, then let him. After all, Guhan was very capable!
As a result, a duel inexplicably unfolded on a conference table.
Ye Fan was the first to step onto the conference table. Ye Fan's first opponent was an ancient sword wielder named He Zhigang. This He Zhigang was naturally Guhan's subordinate. He was already over 50 years old, and could be considered a middle-aged swordsman.
However, this middle-aged swordsman was one of the best swordbearers out of the 18 swordbearers. Gu Han could not help but sigh after examining the swordsmanship of the 18 swordbearers. If this He Zhigang had started practicing swordsmanship from a young age, even if he could not reach the level of the Mystic Sword Spirit, he could at least reach half the level of the Mystic Sword Spirit. It was a pity that He Zhigang was already old when he started practicing swordsmanship. It was a waste of good material.
However, He Zhigang was currently the best swordsman among the 18 swordsmen. Guhan had specifically chosen him to be Ye Fan's opponent.
In Guhan's mind, He Zhigang had about an 80% chance of beating Ye Fan. As for the remaining 20%, he was worried that He Zhigang would be old and weak. If the fight became a long one, he might lose because of his stamina.