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.

everyone gained a boost of confidence. They

out of their attack range. They retreated to the corners and raised the swords in

A person closest to them noticed that the black light

“Close your

many people did not close their eyes in time. They lost their eyesight

looking for those affected

became fiercer, and they did not even block the attacks raining down on

that was hurting another

his rules of swordsmanship suddenly exploded.

the stronger the sword intent, the more damage it would cause to the

while it was

close to the mecha. With one strike, the mecha’s head flew out, and its body collapsed

of very strong sword intent floated in front of