The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Everyone crowded around and discussed loudly. Some people had extreme thought and then they cut their fingers eagerly.

The light glowed and transformed, ‘Level 6’.

The moment the light appeared, a sword stuck on the edge of the stone moved a little, and the man stepped forward and took it out effortlessly.

Everyone became excited and scrambled to test their sword talents. Even Lazaro, the sword practitioner with an upright appearance but who fled right before the battle, pushed everyone aside with the intention to do the test.

Suddenly, a wall made of earth rose and separated the crowd from the stone tablet. The strong fluctuations of the earth element made it impossible for the crowd to break through.

“Stop pushing and take turns. There are many swords here. I’m sure those with talents will definitely get one!” A short figure emerged from the crowd and shouted.

Although no one was willing to line up at the back of the line, they still did while fighting with each other to get a better spot.

everyone to calm down before he walked slowly to the back of the line. At the front, constant

at least level six could get a sword. Level-six swords were on

a golden hilt was right at the

room with resentment on their

out with a look of resentment

had expected this result. A sword was a gentleman, and only those with a righteous mind could practice it to the extreme.

rioted. Everyone launched an attack on those who obtained swords. For a

still in the queue did not know which side to help, but no one made a move recklessly. Except for some who rushed to help people

at the hands of the stone golems

did not get one. Instead of self-reflecting, those who did not get a sword vented their resentment