Lord Of Martial Arts

"Alex, you are a very impressive young man!"

Kenneth praised, shaking his head and coming back to his senses. An unimaginable amount of fear had just finished rushing through him.

The sword shadow had shattered past his god's power like it was a pane of glass. Its sharp edge was quick and stealthy enough that it could have hit his soul.

He had been brushed with death because of the sword. Kenneth had no clue that a powerful swordsman like Darren existed in the world.

"Kenneth, I'm sorry that I lost control of my strength and hurt you. Please don't be angry."

At the start of the battle, Darren hadn't known that the integrating degree between his swordsmanship and his god's power had increased. He wanted to see how strong Kenneth was, not hurt him.

"How could I be angry with you, Alex? It's an honor to see your true strength. This is a minor injury. It doesn't matter. I'll count on you from this moment on. Ha-ha," Kenneth said casually as he used his god's power to heal his wounds.

"All right. You don't hold grudges. That's great. I think you will become a man who does great things in the future," Darren replied with a smile.

"Thank you for your kind words." Kenneth cupped his hands and bowed low.

Then, he turned around and looked down at the other two disciples that were waiting below the platform. "I know you're both eager to win first place. I have lost. You can fig

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ter of King Simms!"

Hovering in the sky above them was a metal kylin, which was a kind of legendary beast. A majestic aura was being released from it. A man and a woman were standing perfectly straight on its head. Their auras were overwhelming.

All of the people below had traveled the world, yet they were envious when they saw how enticing the metal kylin was.

Filled with amazement, they barely noticed the arrival of a dragon-shaped carriage above the metal kylin. There were four golden dragons flying ahead of it.

"No way! Is Prince Sloan in there? It's him! It's really him!"

"Does that mean that Prince Sloan is coming to the Dragon Bone Ruins too?"

"Just look at how amazing that carriage is!"

Excited whispers spread through the crowd. The royal family was full of princes that were all geniuses, but Sloan stood out from over a thousand other princes.

"I wonder what level Prince Sloan has reached."

"There's no way of guessing it."

"Why not? I think Prince Sloan must have refined five metal meridians by now!"

"No! It's more than that! I think he has refined at least six metal meridians!"

Many members of the royal family had reached the level of grade-eight. The number of metal meridians they had determined who was the strongest.

If Sloan had five or six metal meridians, his strength was a lot better than his peers'.

Darren might be the only exception.