âYoung Master, donât let him beat us up. Before I came out, your father had said that no matter what the outcome of this martial arts competition is, the Red Rock Canyonâs training grounds will always be open to external martial artists!â
Alonso became excited and said to the young master.
These words were transmitted to Clayton by Alonsoâs spiritual power.
Clayton narrowed his eyes.
âCall me young master again, and Iâll beat you up myself!â
Alonso immediately shut up.
Beside him, the other top-tier fighters didnât look too good either.
Although Andrew was only an 18-year-old fighter, they had no confidence in fighting him.
âGood idea?â
After listening to Claytonâs scolding just now, not only did Andrew not behave, but a strange smile even appeared on his face.
Challenging the pinnacles of the Holy Lands indeed seemed to be a good idea.
One had to know that by killing a pinnacle realm expert, the system would reward a whole million strengthening points.
What kind of concept was this?
It was equivalent to him selling dozens of sets of sword intent grass. This was too profitable!
Such a good idea, he did not expect that it was Clayton who reminded him.
âEveryone here is a senior, and Iâm just a young warrior. Of course, I canât be rude to the seniors,â Andrew said with a smile.
Alonso was relieved.
As long as he didnât make a move, it was fine.
He was really a little nervous.
If he fought with Andrew, Alonso didnât have full confidence. He could only say that Andrewâs strength was close to his.
At this time, Andrew and Clayton chatted with their spiritual power.
âChief, havenât you always hated the people of the Holy Lands? Why donât we join hands today? You hand them over here!â
Clayton was stunned.
Why was Andrew even more arrogant than him?
âThis Alonso is very strong and has already reached the Marquis rank. How confident are you in fighting him?â
âIâll beat him!â Andrew said with certainty.
âBut if I have to kill him, I only have 70% confidence.â
â70% confidence?â Clayton was stunned.
One had to know that Alonso and Clayton actually belonged to the same realm.
It was just that Alonsoâs dao shadow was 6,000 meters while Clayton was close to 10,000 meters.
But even so, if Clayton wanted to kill Alonso, he only had 70% confidence.
Because if Alonso wanted to run away, it would be very difficult to catch him.
Thinking of this, Clayton felt that it was better not to take too much of a risk.
He continued to transmit his voice to Andrew, âWhether or not you want to kill the Ultimates of the Holy Lands, weâll talk about it later. Itâs better to wait. But these people are very unfriendly to you. You can still spar with them if you want.â
Andrew nodded. His gaze swept across the elders of the Holy Lands in front of him.
âIâm not afraid of you. Itâs just that youâre a junior. Thatâs why Iâm too lazy to fight with you!â
When Andrewâs gaze swept across the pinnacle of the Dupont family, he said some harsh words.
The Dupont family members were all arrogant.
This one called Wells was no exception.
Wells was stubborn. Although he knew that he was no match for Andrew, he still refused to admit defeat.
âOh, it seems that Senior Wells is not convinced. Letâs come out and have a spar.
âIt just so happens that the ordinary people have never seen a fight between people at the Ultimate realm. Today, we can take this opportunity to show everyone.â
When Wells heard this, his face turned pale.
But for the honor of his family, he could not back down.
âOkay. If you want to spar with me, donât regret it,â Wells braced himself and said.
âBut before sparring, I have one more thing to announce.â
Andrew stood in the middle of the ring.
âAfter the spiritual essence recovered, we humans have gone through twenty years. In these twenty years, we have developed very quickly, establishing bases all over the country and taking back a part of the territory.â
After Andrew finished speaking, everyone frowned in confusion.
Especially Clayton and Tyrone. They did not know what Andrew was going to do?
âBut the pressure on us is still too great. There are countless monsters oppressing outside, and thereâs an internal rebellion among us, the evil martial artists.
âDoes anyone know how humans can solve such a predicament?â
The whole place was silent.
No one dared to answer such a big question.
âThere is only one way, and that is to let our high-grade martial artistsâ number continue to increase! Only when the overall strength of humans increases will the living environment of humans become better and better!
âEveryone here is a martial artist, and they are very clear about the huge gap between the sixth and seventh grades.
âItâs just a question of the transformation of spiritual power. But how many sixth-grade martial artists have been blocked outside the door! And after the seventh-grade martial artists, how many people have comprehended the concept?â
Everyone in the entire stadium was looking forward to Andrewâs next words.
âToday, I, Andrew, you can also call me Grandmaster Thunderblade, I want to bring a welcome news!â
Andrew raised his right hand. In his hand, there was an ordinary grass blade. Its leaves were a little yellow.
âThis is called sword intent grass! After consuming it, it can help warriors comprehend sword intent. If they have already comprehended sword intent, they can improve their comprehension of sword intent!
âBack then, I spent a lot of effort to kill the Anaconda King and only obtained some. Later, when I went to Alaskaâs Arctic Circle, I killed the Snow Leopard King and obtained some more, but the number is still very small!â
â?â
Clayton was dumbfounded.
He was very clear that Andrew killing the Anaconda King was just an accident.
And when he killed the Snow Leopard King, he was there, so there was no sword intent grass.
But in the entire stadium, whether it was the ordinary martial artists or the media, they were all in an uproar.
The thing that they were most concerned about was what Andrew said just now.
He had killed the Anaconda King and the Snow Leopard King!
âGrandmaster Thunderblade, is what you said true?â a reporter raised his microphone and asked excitedly.
âOr what? I didnât kill them? Could it be that you killed them?â
Andrew said with some displeasure. Then he waved his hand, and the reporter flew out.
This reporter actually interrupted his speech.
What a good sales pitch.
At this time, Clayton also flew over, and his deep voice spread throughout the audience.
âI can testify to this. In the future, donât call him Grandmaster Thunderblade. Instead, you should call him King Thunderblade!â
Andrew was speechless.
He had just chased away the reporter. Why was there another person who interrupted his sales pitch?
However, facing Clayton, Andrew couldnât do anything.
He waved his hand, signaling for the entire audience to quieten down.
The audience had just calmed down a little when suddenly, someone took the lead and shouted, âKing Thunderblade, King Thunderblade!â
Very quickly, all of the audienceâs emotions were affected by him. The tens of thousands of people in the entire stands shouted together.
âKing Thunderblade! King Thunderblade! King Thunderblade!â
Andrew felt that he was going crazy.
He just wanted to sell the sword intent grass. Could these people just calm down?
âAll of you, be quiet!â
Andrew roared, and everyone immediately shut up.