"Sword???"
"Young man, don't think that just because you have some strength, you can act arrogantly."
"I, Sato Sword, have practiced swordsmanship my entire life, undefeated across the R-country, yet you dare to use a sword in front of me."
Sato Sword watched Ye Tian form a sword in the void and knew that the young man before him must also be a master of swordsmanship.
Thinking of this, his eyes sparkled with a dazzling brilliance, filled with passion and fervor for swordsmanship. For the past decade or so, he had been in seclusion, practicing, without having a sword duel with anyone. Today's first battle was with a young Sword God—how could he not be excited?
Only such a fanatic could sit in a bamboo house for decades, diligently practicing the way of the sword. Sadly, he bore intense murderous intent towards Ye Tian, so the title of Sword God would vanish from the R-country today.