Why?

Why can't I learn the Ninth Sword?

In the empty dojo, Zhao Aotian held a steel sword in his hand and stabbed it hard, whirlwinds blew up.

The fighting spirit attached to the steel sword seemed to be about to be thrown out of the sword body, and spew out light particles.

The sword that seems to be magical is actually only known by the user Zhao Aotian himself, which lacks the most important core.

This is the 62nd time I have practiced this move today.

Even though he was as strong as Zhao Aotian, he could not bear such exhaustion. He knelt on the ground exhausted and gasped.

Sweat dripped like a faucet and quickly formed a pool of water on the newly waxed floor.

Staring at his reflection in the water, Zhao Aotian seemed to have seen his defeated appearance again and the arrogant attitude of the dragon-shaped monster.

"Why can't you learn it?!"

Bang!

A punch vented his anger smashed the entire floor of the gym.

Zhao Aotian roared and shook the glass windows.

He raised his head and looked at the portrait on the wall with guilt.

That was an old man wearing the same style of War King armor as Zhao Aotian.

Under the portrait, there is a crystal clear sword that is as bright as red jade.

His eyes were full of guilt.

Grandpa, I'm sorry, I can't catch up with you after all, I'm ashamed of the name of the King of War.

Outside the door, listening to the hysterical roar in the dojo, the waiting disciples were also very worried.

"Mr. War King is here again. What time has this been?"

"Since Lord War King came back from the last expedition, he has been training wildly, trying to break through the ninth stage."

"Does the King of War Nine Swords?"

"Practice the second move is the gold level, practice the fourth move is the little war king, and the sixth move is the big war king. He is only 21 years old and has already practiced the eighth move. He is the only one in all humans, so why do you still need to practice?"

"Hey, I heard that I lost to a monster in the dungeon. This is Lord Zhao Aotian's first expedition. If he failed like that, how could he not be crazy?"

"By the way, it seems that he has never seen him use that holy sword in the dojo."

"Super Holy Sword: Icarus, built with two divine cores, and also mixed into the world's No. 1 sword of gold condensed in the essence of gold."

"Why not?"

"Maybe I feel that I am not qualified? After all, Lord Zhan Wang's grandfather, Lord Zhao Tianming, is the strongest War King in human history. I heard that Zhao Tianming broke through the ninth style before his death and successfully used the legendary King Zhan Wang's Nine Sword Tenth Sword. How awesome do you want to be?

"No wonder, he is only the strongest man in the current position, and is still a long way from the strongest in history."

"Oh, my grandfather had great achievements in the past, and then he had a tragic record of losing to the monster. The pressure from Lord War King is not very great."

With a rush.

Push open the sliding door.

The disciples who were talking about it were silent in an instant.

After sorting out his emotions, Zhao Aotian had already changed into casual clothes, holding the Holy Sword: New Aoria, looking invincible.

No matter what, Zhao Aotian is still a person who can tell the difference.

Today is the King of War Recruitment of the Royal City Guild, and he wants to recruit more talents for the Kingdom.

It is not just loyalty to the country.

It is also to challenge the dragon next time I see it, I have stronger strength to challenge him.

"Where is Kachesky?" Zheng Qian asked his personal disciple.

The disciple said, "I am waiting in the waiting room. Will Lord Zhan take him with me?"

"And, he is the strongest monk in the kingdom. He can give newcomers more tips, let him prepare and go with me."

"yes!"

at the same time.

In the labor reform detention center in the east of Sichuan.

"Let me go~ I know I'm wrong~ Please let me go~"

In the single cell, Zheng Sepi, who was imprisoned, was lying on the iron bed and wailing, tears and snot all over the floor.

No! I don’t want to be detained!

There are all stinky men here, I want to see the white and tender girl!

If you keep me from being imprisoned, I can’t accept being imprisoned.

But why do you need to bind it?

Isn't it enough for me to admit that I was wrong?

If you tie me up, how can I rush myself?!

Is there any more kingly law and human nature?!

I finally had a jail time and was destroyed by you, bastard!

Of course, Zheng Sepi's screams ended up being drowned in the crying of prisoners in the cell.

But at this moment, what Zheng Sepi didn't see was.

A head came out of the skylight of the cell and looked at the cell.

Immediately, the space in the center of the cell was twisted.

Zheng Gan appeared in the cell out of thin air.

"Damn it! Space magic?!"

Zheng Sepi, who finally took off his pants, was frightened and his face turned pale on the spot.

Zheng Gan glanced at him and said, "Your frightened face seemed to say that I want to hug you, but I won't hug you."

"You...you know space magic?"

Zheng Sepi didn't know what magic he used. He clearly tied his hands up and as soon as he stood up, his pants were put on automatically.

His face was full of surprise and he stared at Zheng Gan, a new adventurer who had just registered for a day, incredible way.

"You don't know more." Zheng Gan said, "For example, I'm older than you."

Zheng Sepi: "..."

Zheng Sepi knelt down with a thud: "Zheng, save me, I was wronged. At that time, I was actually brave enough to drive away a pervert who wanted to go into the female bathroom to steal a bellyband. In order to ensure that the girls in the female bathroom are safe, they took a look at the skylight before leaving, hiding their merits and fame!

Who knew that those guards were inhumane and decided that I was peeping at the female bathroom. You have to believe me! We are brothers!"

"Well, you have successfully deceived Confucius, Mencius and I. Now I firmly believe that you, who peeped at the women's bathroom last time, is definitely not a lewd demon."

How did this guy survive to this day?

Zheng Gan's cheeks kept twitching.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing his dog head and slamming his thoughts of eliminating the harm to the people, Zheng Gan asked, "I'm here to ask you if I have something to do."

Zheng Sepi was stunned and nodded repeatedly: "Which girl do you like? I know the measurements of all the women in the city, just ask!"

Zheng Gan: "..."

Zheng Gan asked, "You are so greedy and lustful, you must know what gold is, right?"

"Gold condensation?"

Zheng Sepi was stunned and thought for a while: "What are you asking about this?"

"No, curious, just say you know, do you know?"

Zheng Gan was also helpless and had no friends. He asked Chen Jingbing that Chen Jingbing was also a newcomer and didn't know what Ningjin was.

So Zheng Gan can ask, there is also Zheng Sepi.

There are now about one hundred tasks of truth, which can be summarized into four categories.

Earn gold coins, earn pure gold, earn condensed gold, and kill Ares.

Among them, earning gold coins can be understood as being to let Zheng Gan buy a house, and earning pure gold is probably to let Zheng Gan learn to use alchemy to create equipment.

Killing Ares is a phased goal without explanation.

Why can you earn money?

After half a year in the dungeon, Zheng Gan has already understood that the mission of truth is not just to find an excuse to give reward points.

Complete tasks must be a prelude to achieve the final goal.
To be continued...