Three days later.
Sunlight streamed in obliquely through the window, falling on the edge of the bed and casting a warm, golden glow.
Nina finally woke up.
She struggled to sit up, feeling as if her whole body had been run over by a carriage, every bone protesting.
As she slowly recalled the humiliating scene of being beaten in front of everyone that day...
A surge of anger and rage instantly welled up inside her; she wanted to find that person and exact revenge.
"That bastard! He made me lose face in front of so many people! I'll teach him a lesson!" She gritted her teeth, got out of bed, and stormed out of the room.
However, they had only taken a few steps.
She immediately sensed that something was wrong.
The Sword Sanctum is unusually quiet today.
At this time normally, the sound of wooden swords clashing and disciples shouting would have already filled the area around the dojo.
But at this moment it was deserted and quiet, with hardly anyone in sight.
Huh?
What happened?
Just as she was confused...
A familiar figure strolled slowly past.
It was her cousin, Gino Britz, carrying a bundle of firewood on his back, as if he had just come down from the mountain.
" Gino!"
Gino heard her voice, stopped, and turned around.
"Hello!"
"What exactly happened today? Where did everyone go?"
Gino blinked and answered honestly, "Everyone went to the seating area."
Nina subconsciously assumed that the Sword God was holding some kind of meeting there again, and her interest immediately waned.
But something else was on her mind, so she cautiously approached Gino and asked in a low voice, "Where's that guy?"
Which one?
Gino looked completely bewildered, his eyes innocent and naive.
Nina felt a surge of shame, but she gritted her teeth and said irritably, "It's that guy, that arrogant jerk! The one who humiliated me... and you so badly!"
"Oh!"
Gino suddenly realized, "So Nina was talking about him? That guy is right here in front of everyone, accepting everyone's challenges."
"Huh?"
"He's here too?"
"Challenge? What challenge? Explain yourself clearly." Nina perked up immediately at the mention of that person.
She couldn't explain why she was so concerned about this matter, but she had already taken a step forward involuntarily and pressed Gino for an answer.
Gino scratched his head and then told her everything that had happened in the past few days.
While Nina was unconscious, Luo Ge was not only publicly accepted as a disciple by the Sword God, but was also granted the title of Sword King.
However, one must undergo a ten-day trial. All disciples of the Sword Sanctum are welcome to challenge him, and whoever wins will claim the title of Sword King.
"Ha?!"
Nina's eyes widened in astonishment.
Can I obtain the title of Sword King simply by defeating that person?
Is this for real?
Nina also wanted a piece of the pie, but when she thought about the difference in their abilities, Nina hesitated.
She did want the title of Sword King, but she wasn't stupid; going to him alone would only lead to humiliation.
but...
This time, the situation seems different. She's not alone; after all, everyone's going together. If I go too... what if I get lucky and manage to snag a bargain?
Let's do it!
Thinking of this, Nina's eyes also burned with desire.
Without further hesitation, she turned and rushed towards the area between the seats.
After running a few steps, she suddenly stopped and turned back to Gino: "Hey, Gino, aren't you going?"
Gino scratched his head behind him. "Um, I'm not really interested in becoming the Sword King."
"Besides..."
He paused, then said calmly, "That guy isn't someone we can beat, is he?"
Hearing Gino's words, which boosted the enemy's morale and diminished their own, Nina was furious.
She glared at him fiercely and berated him, calling Gino a spineless coward and other such things.
He then sped away without looking back.
Gino stood there, looking aggrieved, after being inexplicably scolded.
He simply couldn't understand it.
I was just telling the absolute truth, so why was I being inexplicably attacked?
It's strange, those people have no chance of winning.
Even if everyone combined, they still wouldn't be a match for that guy.
Moreover, and more importantly... he wasn't particularly interested in becoming the Sword King or anything like that.
However, compared to Gino, who had long since learned to lie down, Nina's mental state was completely different.
She was full of energy and enthusiasm, a true example of a spirited young woman who refused to admit defeat.
She thought to herself, maybe I can still make it if I rush over now, and who knows, I might actually be able to snag a bargain?
Even if the chances are slim, I still want to see it for myself.
The moment she excitedly rushed into the seating area, the scene before her eyes stunned her completely.
In the vast hall, apart from Sword God Gal and the two Sword Emperor who were still sitting steadily in the main seats, almost all of the dozens of disciples at the Sword Saint level were slumped on the ground, staggering about.
Some were still groaning in pain.
Some of them had their eyes rolled back and were already unconscious.
Weapons were scattered all over the ground, and the air still smelled of sweat and the lingering metallic clang of the fierce battle.
"Huh...?"
Nina, gripping the doorknob, was completely dumbfounded.
how?
How did everyone end up like this?
Just as Nina was filled with astonishment, her gaze swept to the center of the hall, where another person was standing.
This person had a blank expression and slightly narrowed eyes, giving off a particularly unpleasant feeling.
Even if she were reduced to ashes, she would still recognize him.
This is the guy who made her urinate in public and subjected her to such a humiliating disgrace.
Nina's fists clenched involuntarily, and her teeth ground together.
She was about to rush up to confront him when her steps suddenly froze in mid-air.
etc.
She looked around.
Looking at the Sword Saint groaning all over the ground, he then looked at the boy standing in the center, whose clothes were barely disheveled.
Immediately afterward, an unbelievable thought came to mind.
Could it be that he took down all these people by himself?
Although she thought it was impossible, the facts were right in front of her, leaving her no choice but to believe it.
Nina felt her throat go dry and unconsciously swallowed.
Perhaps Gino is right.
That guy is a monster.
How could I possibly be a match for that kind of monster?
Nina's legs trembled involuntarily at the thought of the painful beating she had received a few days ago.
She vowed she never wanted to go through that again.
"Oh? It's Nina."
The voice of the Sword God Gal suddenly rang out, tinged with amusement.
He had been observing everyone's reactions, and now he saw Nina standing at the door.
He then spoke loudly, "Perfect timing! I was just about to announce him as the new Sword King, now that you're here..."
" Nina... are you here to challenge him too, hoping to seize the title of Sword King?"
Nina snapped back to reality, shaking her head vigorously, stammering, "No, no, no... Daddy, I was just... just passing by!"
"Just passing by!"
"I see."
Gal gave her a meaningful look, then glanced at his disciples lying on the ground, and announced loudly, " Gino has already given up the challenge, and now even Nina has given up."
"Since no one here can stand up anymore, it seems there's no need to continue for the next ten days."
He stood up, his voice resounding throughout the hall. "In that case, I hereby officially declare that from this day forward, you are the new Sword King of the Sword Sanctum."
He looked down at Luo Ge, a smirk playing on his lips. "I don't think anyone here has any objections, right?"
The disciples, sprawled on the ground, had long since lost all their temper.
In less than three days, dozens of Sword Saint took turns fighting, but they were all defeated one by one by this eight-year-old child with overwhelming strength.
Disagree?
Who would dare to disagree?
In the Sword Sanctum, strength reigns supreme; no one here treats Luo Ge like a child anymore.
The moment the Sword God's declaration was made, Luo Ge stood there, the Demon Sword Whistle Flute hanging at his waist, his tousled hair gleaming faintly in the sunlight streaming through the window.
He wasn't very excited.
He simply nodded slightly, as if it were the natural course of events.
Nina stood at the doorway, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.
hateful.
Why?
Why wasn't that person herself?
If only she were the one standing there, the one bestowed the title of Sword King...
Nina was incredibly envious and jealous.
She took one last look at the figure standing in the sunlight, then turned around, head down, and walked away step by step.
His back was hunched over, as if he had been completely crushed by something.
Gino followed... and seeing her like this from afar, he sighed silently and didn't say anything more.
He simply carried his firewood and continued walking towards the kitchen.
The wind swept through the valley, stirring up a blanket of fine snow.
In the Sword Sanctum Sword God Style Dojo of the Holy Land of Swords, a new Sword King was born.