Seeing the question above, strange looks appeared in everyone’s eyes.
This was their first ti encountering a Trial that required answering a question to pass.
Off to the side, Cheng Lu said, "What else can a sword be? It’s a weapon, duh."
At the sa ti, a line of small text floated up on the stone gate.
[Wrong answer, remaining attempts: 2]
...
Everyone was stunned for a mont.
Cheng Lu said gloomily, "Damn! I just said it casually, I didn’t think it would actually count as one attempt."
"You guys answer instead."
Everyone in the field fell into silence.
They seed to be thinking about the answer to this question.
A mont later, Cao Xing said, "What he’s asking should be what the sword represents, not its superficial aning."
"Besides being a Weapon, a sword is also a kind of Spirit, and a kind of Belief."
"So the answer to this question is: a sword is courage and determination."
[Wrong answer, remaining attempts: 1]
...
At this mont, everyone was dumbfounded again.
After all, Cao Xing’s answer already counted as a full‑marks response, yet it still failed.
The atmosphere... once again sank into silence.
Now there was only one last chance left. If they got it wrong again, they would lose the chance to enter the Inheritance Land.
But Cao Xing didn’t really care.
With the inheritance right in front of him, there was no way he would give up because he failed the Trial.
Even if they got all the answers wrong, he would blast the stone gate open with brute Strength if he had to!
With their current Power, destroying this kind of stone gate would be a piece of cake.
Wei Jianyi pondered for a mont.
"Actually, this question doesn’t have a concrete answer; it depends on what the question setter thinks—that is, that Naless Sword Master."
"This dead Sword Saint didn’t leave any na behind, which ans he didn’t care about fa or profit."
"And judging from the series of tests he left along the way, he’s been searching for soone with extrely strong Sword Dao Talent to inherit his legacy."
"He doesn’t want his Sword Dao path to end here."
"So the answer to this question is..."
"A sword is the pursuit of Sword Dao."
At that mont, everyone held their breath and looked at the stone gate.
And on it, another line of small text surfaced.
[Correct answer...]
"Rumble..."
The stone gate began to slowly rise.
Everyone looked at Wei Jianyi, admiration appearing in their eyes.
"Looks like this inheritance really is fated with you."
Wei Jianyi smiled, "You’re joking. It was just a coincidence."
He appeared very modest.
The others didn’t say much more and continued walking forward.
Then they arrived in front of the second stone gate.
This ti, they didn’t need to answer any questions.
Instead, beside the stone gate, a few small characters appeared again.
[Please, with one sword, break the Sword Pavilion Guard’s defense.]
[Note: you can only use a sword, otherwise the result will be considered invalid...]
...
At the sa ti.
A wisp of white smoke appeared out of thin air in front of them and quickly solidified into the figure of a Swordsman wearing Light Armor and holding a Longsword.
His strength was about the sa as the two Level 80 Sword Tomb Guardians that had just guarded the gate.
However, this Guardian did not Attack, but instead assud a Defense Stance.
He gripped the hilt with both hands, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, his legs slightly bent, his center of gravity lowered, taking on a posture that was both steady and ready to erupt with Power at any ti.
His eyes carried a focused and wary gaze as he looked at the crowd.
Then a hoarse voice ca from his mouth.
"Co, you only have three chances."
Seeing this scene.
Cao Xing directly ordered, "Assam, go."
As the strongest Swordsman on the field, this task naturally fell to him.
The Frost Wolf Swordsman received the order and, in that instant, Charged forward at a terrifying Speed.
The brick floor beneath his feet exploded into Fragnts under his sudden burst.
When he was about to close to within three ters of the target—
Assam raised the Lake Lady’s Sword and, at a tricky angle, swept it up from below.
"Swoosh!"
The sword light was like a hanging strip of silk, suddenly flaring in this Dark passage, so fast that the naked eye couldn’t keep up.
However, the Sword Pavilion Guard’s Reaction could not be called slow!
In that split second, his body reacted on instinct.
With a twist of his wrist, the Longsword swept downward, precisely eting that strip‑like sword light.
"Ding!"
A crisp clash rang out.
[Block!]
...
The Guardian sheathed his Longsword, then said calmly,
"You still have two chances."
Seeing this.
Sarah was just about to make a move, the Power of Death God on her body surging.
The Guardian said, "You may only use a sword, otherwise the result is invalid."
He seed able to sense how terrifying Sarah was.
Under Sarah’s Attack, he would not have any chance at all.
Hearing this, Sarah stopped in her tracks.
At this mont, everyone on the field once again fell into silence.
A mont later, Wei Jianyi said, "Lan, you go give it a try."
Upon receiving the order, the hat‑wearing woman beside him reacted instantly.
Like a cheetah, a few flickers of her Shadow brought her to the Guardian’s front.
She slightly turned her body, her right hand shooting for the hilt like lightning, her gaze becoming incomparably sharp in that instant.
Then, in an extrely smooth motion, she yanked the Longsword from its scabbard!
"Shing!"
At the mont of drawing the sword, the tallic scrape was crisp and loud, a flash of cold light bursting forth like a lively silver serpent striking at the enemy.
And in that very instant, the Sword Pavilion Guard reacted again.
He swept his Longsword sideways, knocking the woman’s offensive to the side.
"Ding!"
Blocked again!
...
The Guardian said indifferently, "You have one last chance."
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