The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Hardy glanced at Philip meaningfully before he chose a mecha and charged forth.

“Claire, wish me luck,” Although his hands were shaking, Carter smiled at Claire and rushed forward.

Philip stepped forward slowly and picked up a sword.

Fire sprang from his hands and wrapped around the sword.

His eyes became serious, and he said, “This is enough to turn you into scrap metal.”

For a while, all the top experts from various forces sprang into action. If this offensive failed again, the entire troop would be wiped out. Although there was help on hand, Philip wanted to fight a mecha single-handedly.

Most of the people were five or six stars with a few seven stars in between. Even if not everyone was proficient with a sword, they could fight this mecha just by the speed and strength of swinging a sword.

Although the presence of other people around slightly affected Philip’s performance, his every strike accurately hit the joints of the mecha.

seemed to be weakening, and everyone

They retreated to the corners and raised the swords in their hands without the slightest deviation in their

suddenly became brighter. A person closest to them noticed that the black light had the potential

“Close

in a timely manner, many people did not close their eyes in time. They lost their

looking for those affected by

target in mind, the mechas’ attacks became fiercer, and they did not

overpowered a mecha that

his rules of swordsmanship suddenly exploded. He

did Philip realize that the stronger the sword intent, the

it was

was infinitely close to the mecha. With one strike,

very strong sword intent floated