"Lord Sword Spirit of Strife, what do you think the chances of this sword wielder winning are?" In the studio, the host asked the Sword Spirit of Strife.
"How should I put it? Compared to the ancient sword wielder just now, it's not completely impossible. For example, the Sword Maiden of the Path of Killing has a certain chance of touching the flagpole in the middle of the platform.
However, this chance is not very high. As long as the spiritual sword wielder is focused on guarding the flagpole, the chances of breaking through are still very small. "
The Sword Spirit of Strife thought about it and finally came to such a conclusion. "If the challenger performs well, then there's a 20% chance of success.
If Miss Gu Shihan performs well, then the challenger has no chance of success! "
"Oh!
According to Lord Sword Spirit of Strife, this time, our challenger still has a certain chance!
We, the sword wielder, can also defeat the spiritual sword wielder, Gu Shihan! "
The host suddenly said excitedly. Even the audience watching the show in front of the TV became excited. It seemed that they had begun to celebrate the victory of the sword wielder in advance.
The Sword Spirit of Strife could only smile bitterly. He did not think that there was anything to be excited about. The chances of winning were still very small.
However, there was no other way. After all, people only liked to listen to good words and not the truth.
It was like when your child was taking the college entrance examination. A teacher told you that although your child's grades were not very good, as long as he performed well, there was a certain chance that he would be able to get into a university.
Another teacher told you that you should not even think about it. It would be lucky if your son could get into a university.
Obviously, the latter teacher was telling the truth. However, you would definitely like the former teacher and hate the latter teacher. Even if the latter teacher was right and proved that he had foresight, you would not change your view of this teacher. Instead, you would deeply hate the teacher for not saying good things and curse your child to not be able to get into a university. This was how things were in the world.
Looking back at the challenge platform, after Harry Chang Ruo announced the start of the match, the sword-wielder on the platform quickly released his Sword Lady. Then, his entire person, along with his Sword Lady, disappeared from the platform without a trace. Even the cameras could not track the sword-wielder's voice.
"Great, this Sword Maiden is really a Sword Maiden of the Killing Dao!"
The audience screamed in excitement. They remembered what the Strife spirit had said. If the challenger had a Swordmistress who was proficient in the Path of Slaughter, he would have a great chance of winning. The audience cheered like a tsunami, as if victory was within their grasp. Forgive the London audience for misinterpreting the Strife spirit's words as a great chance. They were, after all, amateurs.
However, in this way, the viewing value of the match was greatly reduced. The challenger was in a state of invisibility, which caused the audience to only be able to see Gu Xuanyuan calmly standing by the side of the flagpole. Other than that, there was nothing else to see.
…
"Be careful, slowly approach the flagpole. Do not arouse the suspicion of this bitch!"
The sword wielder who was invisible kept giving orders to his sword maiden. This man-made sword maiden was very obedient to the orders given by its master, carefully approaching the flagpole.
Gradually, beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the sword wielder. Because he was so focused, he didn't notice the sweat on his forehead at all. He didn't even bother to wipe it off, allowing the beads of sweat to drip onto the platform.
As a result, the moment the drop of sweat came into contact with the platform, the sword-wielder felt a strong gust of wind blowing against his face, causing his forehead that was covered in sweat to feel cold.
"What's going on?"
The sword wielder looked up and saw Gu Xuanyuan's expressionless face appearing in front of him.
"Snow, do it!"
The sword-wielder instantly made the correct decision, which was to give way to the Sword Maiden beside the flagpole and immediately attack the flagpole. He wanted to cut the flagpole in half before he was shot into the water. This was his only chance to win.
"Not bad!"
Gu Xuanyuan actually praised the sword wielder, and without saying a word, he first slashed at the sword wielder's shield, and with a single slash, the shield was directly split apart.
Then, she grabbed the collar of the sword wielder and directly threw him out.
"Am I going to fall into the water?"
The moment he was thrown out, the sword wielder already knew that he would inevitably fall into the water, but he hoped that before he fell into the water, his sword maiden would be able to cut the flagpole in half.
After all, his position was very far from the flagpole in the center of the platform. This spirit sword wielder might not be able to protect his flagpole before he fell into the water.
But what the sword wielder never thought was that the next second after he flew out, he felt his body heavily hit another body. Then, the two bodies flew out of the platform at the same time and fell into the bitter and salty sea.
"What did I hit?
Did Snow succeed or not? "After falling into the water, the sword wielder still had such a guess.
But at this time, the audience was silent.
They only saw that on the originally calm platform, Gu Xuanyuan's body disappeared in an instant. When she appeared again, she had already pulled up a person's body and then threw it out like a baseball.
The curve of the body that crossed over just happened to pass the flagpole in the center of the platform. Like a billiard ball hitting a figure in the void, the two bodies entangled together flew out and fell into the sea.
"Miss Gu Shihan wins!"
The host Harry Chang Ruo immediately announced, and the audience was in an uproar. Just now, they felt that victory was in their hands. How did it end in an instant?
"Lord Sword Spirit of Strife!
In fact, we were very close to victory just now, right? As long as this sword wielder is a little more careful, we can cut the flagpole in half, right? "
Feeling that the studio was full of embarrassment, the host quickly said. This sentence could be regarded as comforting the slightly hurt hearts of the audience.
"I'm afraid that's not the case …" The Sword Spirit of Strife smiled bitterly and told the truth. "I think Miss Gu Shihan should have seen through the position of these two people long ago. Maybe she wanted to save us some face, so she deliberately waited for a while.
Otherwise, in the end, she would not directly hit the body of the sword wielder with the body of the Sword Maiden, and then drive both of them into the sea.
This is something that can only be done when the position of both parties is very clear. "
"I see …" The host's face was a little embarrassed. After all, this was equivalent to being slapped hard in the face.
"Then, Lord Sword Spirit of Strife, can you do this?" The host asked again.
"I …" The Sword Spirit of Strife was stunned for a moment, and said somewhat unconfidently, "I … should be able to …"
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When the hour hand passed 11 o 'clock, the last Treasure Sword Tier swordsman and his Sword Lady were thrown into the sea by Gu Xuanyuan. The broadcast that had been prepared for the entire night was hastily drawn to an end after an hour. The first day's five challengers, including three Ancient Sword Tier swordsman and two Treasure Sword Tier swordsman, were all defeated by Gu Shihan. The first day of the competition had ended just like that.
Although they were already mentally prepared, the people of London were a little unhappy that two sword wielder had failed just like that. There was even a faint ominous premonition in their hearts. They felt that this challenge of the people of London was very likely to end with a complete victory for the opponent.
However, the people of London quickly comforted themselves. After all, only the sword wielder and the sword wielder had failed the challenge. The truly capable sword wielder and the spiritual sword wielder had not made a move yet. With these two sword wielder around, victory was still within easy reach.
Therefore, the second day of the challenge began under the anticipation of the people of London.
However, the difference between the second and first day was that when the first day started, there were already a few hundred ancient and treasured sword wielders jumping into the sea, trying to fight for the right to compete with Gu Xuan Yuan.
However, when Harry Chang Ruo announced the start of the challenge on the second day, no one jumped into the sea for a full four to five minutes. All the sword wielder were watching from the shore, and the entire coast fell into a dead silence.
"No way!
Did that b * tch just beat the sword wielder of London? "
The audience was still thinking sadly, thinking that their sword wielder had been scared out of his wits by the competition yesterday.
"Of course not. This is just the defeat of the sword wielder of the sword wielder and the sword wielder!"
When the host raised the question to the Sword Spirit of Strife, the Sword Spirit of Strife denied it without hesitation. "This is just the sword wielder of the sword wielder and the sword wielder of the sword wielder who has figured out the reality of the situation and stopped making unrealistic fantasies.
I'm guessing that it won't be long before the sword wielder of the Famed Swords take the stage. This is a real fierce battle between giants! "
The Sword Spirit of Strife was speaking the truth. However, five minutes after the challenge began, a sword wielder finally stood up. He was a handsome British gentleman with a head of blonde hair and three scabbards on his waist … Obviously, from the three scabbards, one could tell that he was a sword wielder of the Famed Swords. The sword wielder of London finally broke his silence and was ready to make his move.
"I wonder how this sword wielder is going to cross the sea?
Is he going to swim over like he did yesterday? "
As soon as the host finished his words, he saw the sword wielder suddenly release his Lady Blademaster.
Then, he threw a thin wooden board from his dimensional pocket. The moment the wooden board flew out, the Lady Blademaster immediately picked up her sword wielder. At the same time, she leaped onto the wooden board and sped along the surface of the sea as if she was surfing. Finally, she landed lightly on the platform.
The whole process was smooth and smooth, and it was done in one go. His coolness was as high as five stars.
"Hooray!" The audience was stunned at first, then they clapped wildly and cheered at the top of their lungs.
This way of crossing the sea was just too cool. It was so cool that no one had any friends … At the same time, it could be seen that this sword wielder was not on the same level as the sword wielder from yesterday. This was a true powerhouse!
Of course, this deserved a good cheer from the people of London.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe that everyone, including me, has begun to feel their blood boiling when they see the appearance of this lord.
Our television station has received first-hand information. This sword wielder is called 'Alihank Chaplin'. He's a powerful sword wielder of the Famed Swords level. He'll definitely be able to wash away our failure yesterday and end Miss Gu Shihan's pride today! "
The host reported the latest information to the audience in a timely manner. At the same time, his tone was very confident as if the victory of this sword wielder was just around the corner.