Chapter 7103 City Lord appeared

The Lord of the Sword City, Errol.

In the many years he has been in charge of Yuejian City, it can be said that he has brought the best of both worlds. In such an environment, Errol's status and his temper can be said to complement each other.

Grumpy is the word that Errol doesn't match with his appearance the most, but it really fits his character very well.

When Matt saw Errol let the peddler admit his mistake, he smiled suddenly, and picked up the sword he had seen earlier from the ground.

Holding the blade in your hand, slowly apply force, and gradually squeeze it.

With a scream from the sword, the two swords were thrown to the ground by Matt.

"This kind of inferior stuff, let alone buying it, even if you give it to me, it takes up space."

Matt put his hands on his back and looked at Errol in front of him with certainty.

The appearance of Errol was a big deal, coupled with Matt's irritable response, suddenly made countless people notice the changes here.

Under everyone's attention, the voice of discussion gradually rose.

"How could the Lord of the City have trouble with this person? With the temper of the City Lord, it is impossible to have trouble with such a poor ghost."

"Who knows, but watching him break the blade with his bare hands, you can tell that he is a ruthless man, and he is a very ruthless kind."

"I wiped it and broke it with my bare hands? If I changed my arm, wouldn't I be able to twist it directly into a twist?"

Seeing that more and more people gathered around, Errol hesitated.

"Well, today I am the host, please go to the restaurant, how about it?"

Matt clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth raised.

"How can I refuse to eat and drink for free."

Errol suddenly smiled, turned and walked towards a restaurant. Matt followed without hesitation. Before leaving, he gave Li Yun a wink.

"When the time comes, you will act accordingly."

Li Yun was silent for a moment, and regardless of Matt's purpose, he left here directly.

In such a strange scene, the two people who were standing together before suddenly separated, which surprised the onlookers for a while.

"Could it be that you are looking for help?"

"I look a bit like it. After all, I've provoked the city lord."

"Who knows, I'll go to the restaurant to see."

A group of people followed from a distance, and followed them all the way to the bottom of the restaurant. They saw Matt and Lord Errol enter the restaurant together. They all stood outside and did not dare to go in again.

Not long after, a group of people in the restaurant hurried out.

"Oh no!"

"The city owner is fighting with someone! Call someone!"

With a loud roar from outside, the entire Sword Reading City was in chaos.

In the restaurant, Matt caught Errol's fist and snorted coldly.

"You're so talented? It's a bit disappointing that I've been waiting for so long."

Errol took a deep breath, the sword on the table suddenly trembled, and Matt frowned slightly.

What is this means?

The next moment, the blade suddenly broke through the air, and the speed was so fast that even Matt almost didn't react.

A fist smashed on the sword, and what was ushered in was a scattered pink petal.

Matt closed his fist and frowned for a while.

This trick is really weird. At the moment when the sword stabbed, Matt really thought that Errol was about to make a move, but it was not until the moment when the blade touched the fist that he knew that this was not killing at all. The sword move of the mind, the scattered petals bring a warm feeling to the body.

Taking a deep breath, Matt analyzed the smell thoroughly and found nothing unusual.

"What do you mean."

Errol took out a jug of wine from his arms, stepped on the chair, and took a sip.

"Tell me, which batch of immortals are you? It's impossible for mortals to have such a reaction speed."

Matt sat down, hesitated for a moment, and held out his hand.

"Shangxian, what are you talking about?"

Errol didn't hide it, he told the truth.

"Actually, there are two floors in this world. The first floor is where we are now, where mortals live. The other is where immortals live. Because they are on the upper floor, over time, they are called sages."

Matt listened calmly.

"Then?"

Errol suddenly turned his head and stared at Matt in front of him.

"Could it be that you don't even know this common sense?"

With Errol's silence, the air around him became dignified again.

Errol waved his hand suddenly and wrote a string of symbols on the table casually.

"Do you recognize this word?"

Matt shook his head affirmatively.

What kind of bird thing is this? Crooked, who knows what words are written here.

Errol raised his brows and wrote a few more words, many of which were scoldings of Matt. Seeing that Matt still did not recognize it, Errol sighed.

"Looking at how powerful you are, I thought you were a genius who knows all about the ancients, but you turned out to be a fool who doesn't know one big character."

Matt didn't object to Errol's words, just hummed, and then had no other reaction. He took a piece of broken wood from the table, and Matt ground the wood into powder and blew it out in one breath.

Such an idle and boring reaction made Errol a little curious.

"You said, how arrogant does the person who teaches you have to be so arrogant that he doesn't even teach you words?"

Matt glared at Errol directly.

"Stop talking nonsense, besides Shangxian, what else must be known?"

Errol felt bored again and shook the wine glass in his hand.

"Let's put it this way, what Shangxian seeks among mortals is a steady stream of manpower. Even if there is only one genius in a million, as long as the number of people is sufficient, the emergence of genius is almost inevitable. Therefore, the people of the lower class will appear. For the upper-level immortals, they are nothing but captive animals."

"Ten days later will be the Immortal Ascension Conference. On that day, you have to come up with something that you are all satisfied with, and hand it over to the Immortals for review, and then you can continue to survive in this world. However, if you can't do this, even If you can't even take out the re-engraved sword, that means you will die."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that Shangxian blocked the exit an hour ago, so I advise you to forge a decent sword as soon as possible. Although I'm weak, it doesn't mean those Shangxians are weak."

After speaking, Errol didn't want to communicate with Matt any more, so he stood up and snapped his fingers.

"good luck."

Watching Errol disappear without a trace, the first thing Matt did was to hand over the information he had just obtained to Qin Yichen, and then... fell into silence for half an hour.

It seems that he forgot something, a very important thing.

I came here to drink, but I have no memory of why I came here.