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.

weakening, and everyone gained a boost of confidence. They

corners and raised the swords in

closest to them noticed that the black light

“Close your

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

the mechas moved again, looking for those affected by the black

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

that

rules of swordsmanship suddenly exploded. He cut off the

stronger the sword intent, the more damage it would

it

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

very strong sword intent floated in front of