Legendary Hero

After returning to Fire Lion City from the barren mountain castle, Zacro went to hand over the official duties, and agreed to take Luo Lin to meet his mentor, the Red Moon Juggernaut, the next day.

During this period of time, Luo Lin was naturally not idle, and was warmly invited by the magician Horank to visit his mansion. In fact, there was nothing to do, just communicate more, meet some people, and cultivate friendship.

One day passed quickly, and early the next morning, Zakro came over on time, without talking nonsense, and said very simply: "Let's go, my mentor wants to see you very much."

The Red Moon Sword Master has great prestige and is the ultimate guardian of the principality. His status is equivalent to that of Vianna to Vendome, and he is also an elder who has lived for two hundred years. Naturally, he cannot be neglected. Luo Lin immediately followed Zacro gone.

Along the way, Zakro explained: "My mentor is old and likes a quiet and open place, so his residence is not in Fire Lion City, but in a manor outside the city. We have to walk for a while."

Luo Lin nodded, and rode a black rock horse, galloping all the way with Zacrow. After running for about half an hour, a beautiful scenery appeared in front of him.

This is a clear and wide lake. The lake is covered with endless pastures. There are horses galloping on the pastures. There are several cruise ships in the lake. There are also big trees like weeping willows planted by the lake. Under the shade of the trees, some people are fishing. . The wind blows, carrying the fragrance of grass, it is really a resort for recuperation.

Farther away from the lake shore, there is an exquisite stone castle. Zacrow pointed to the castle: "That's where my mentor lives. He should be practicing swords in the castle's training ground at this moment."

The two galloped over on horseback, and when they arrived outside the castle, an old man dressed as a housekeeper in his fifties greeted him at the door. When he saw the two of them, he smiled and said, "Master is exercising in the martial arts field. He ordered, When you arrive, go straight there."

The master the housekeeper spoke of was naturally the Red Moon Sword Master.

Zac Luo turned to Luo Lin and said, "Follow me. When you get to the training ground, don't be nervous, be casual, my mentor doesn't like restrained people..."

As he was talking, Zakro stopped. Except for a smile on his face, this Lord Rollin's expression remained unchanged, and he could not see a trace of joy or embarrassment. He felt that his words were in vain, because there was no No need.

"Thank you for your reminder, my friend." Luo Lin smiled. He really didn't feel that there was anything to be nervous about. It is true that the Red Moon Sword Master is very powerful, but he is already old.

At the age of nearly two hundred years, even the legendary powerhouse is almost at the limit. At this time, the Red Moon Sword Master, perhaps his understanding of swordsmanship has reached a level that is mysterious and unfathomable, but his The strength is actually declining.

At this time, with a full blow, he might be able to perform at his peak level, but his body's vitality must have dropped significantly. After this blow, he may have to rest for a long time to recover, or it may even be impossible to recover at all.

This Juggernaut had incomparable brilliance in the past, but this brilliance has begun to come to an end. Luo Lin also knows that the final outcome of this Juggernaut is not to die in battle, but to die of old age, because now he is close to exhaustion. up.

In this world, as long as the divine fire is not ignited and one becomes a demigod, then one is a mortal. Legendary powerhouses can prolong their lifespan, but at most it can be doubled, especially since human beings are still a short-lived race. Glory rises quickly and ends very quickly.

Just thinking about it like this, I moved to change the scene, and arrived at the flat training ground in the distance. It is windproof and soundproof on all sides, the soft mud floor, and a big tree for shade, which is very good.

A white-haired old man in ordinary burlap is practicing sword under a tree. His movements are slow, smooth, and done in one go, which is very aesthetic. At first glance, it seems that there is nothing unusual. Any warrior seems to be able to play like this.

When the old man saw the person coming, he kept moving and continued to practice. It lasted for another ten minutes before he drew back his sword and stood firm, and let out a long breath.

Luo Lin noticed that the sword in the old man's hand was very ordinary, just an ordinary iron sword, and his appearance was indeed very old, with wrinkles on his face, thinning hair, many age spots on his skin, and a somewhat stooped figure. up.

If it wasn't for Zakro not showing respect and not daring to say a word, no one would know that this is the famous Red Moon Sword Saint Parason when he meets him on the road.

Seeing his appearance, Luo Lin secretly sighed in his heart: the hero is late.

He thought of himself. Although he is only twenty now, time flies so fast. If he cannot be promoted to a demigod at the age of fifty, then he probably has no chance in this life. It looks the same as this Parason. And at that time, Vianna, who was a giant dragon, was still young and beautiful... A sense of urgency arose spontaneously.

A beautiful young waiter came forward, gently wiped the fine beads of sweat on the old man's forehead, took the old man's sword, and then quickly backed away, standing aside, motionless.

Only then did the old man look at Luo Lin, his eyes shone with a gentle light like jade, and a smile appeared on his face: "Young man, full of vigor, really good."

"I have met Your Majesty." Luo Lin saluted.

Parason waved his hand: "Don't come to these vain gifts. Lilia, give him my sword."

The maid waiter held up the sword.

"Take it, practice a set of swords, let me have a look. Use less force, don't break my sword." Parason's tone was very calm, but he could not refuse.

Luo Lin nodded and took the sword. The sword was very light. It was indeed an ordinary iron sword. He held it in his hand like a feather. If he used all his strength to make a false cut against the air, the sword would break into several pieces.

Walking a few steps forward, and arriving at the center of the training ground, Luo Lin took a deep breath, made a gesture, and then began to practice the water drop sword skill he had learned on the battlefield.

His sword is the same as Parason's, it is also very simple, every move is very clear, and it seems to be flowing and continuous.

But there are also differences.

Parason's sword training is to activate the blood and warm the body, so his sword is as soft as the fluttering catkins. And Luo Lin is at the peak of his life, his blood is lively and strong, so his sword is like a storm.

When the sword is stabbed in front, there is a desolate wind; when the sword is swirled, there must be a clang and sword sound, and a strong murderous aura on the battlefield is undoubtedly revealed inadvertently!

Zakluo was just watching at random. For fighters like them, what tricks can be achieved with an ordinary iron sword, and they have to be careful to keep the sword from breaking without using all their strength, which is meaningless at all.

But the more he watched, the more solemn he became, and in the end, his eyes were full of horror. What he was horrified was that with the strength of an ordinary iron sword, it was impossible to show Luo Lin's power at the moment. If he had come to practice, the sword would have already broken up.

But now, the sword is intact!

This can only show that the opponent's sword skills and the opponent's control over power are far beyond his level.

Parason was also watching. He squinted his eyes so that people couldn't see the look clearly. When Rowling finally stopped, he clapped his hands lightly and said, "Okay! Seeing your sword is like seeing the sword from back then. Myself. With a sword in my hand, I am invincible, and I am going forward! It's great!"

After receiving the iron sword that Luo Lin held in both hands, Parason lightly touched the blade and smiled on his face: "The blade is hot, and the huge power is trapped in it, without leaking at all. Your sword skills are almost perfect. .Rowling, do you want to fight for the Primo family to win the island of Fix?"

Luo Lin was taken aback. He didn't expect the Red Moon Sword Master to change the subject suddenly, but he immediately knew that this was his chance, and nodded: "Yes."

Parason was very straightforward: "Fix Island can be given to the Primo family. But the price of money alone is not enough."

"His Majesty Wang Mian explained." Luo Lin's heart thumped, not knowing what price this sword master wanted.

The Red Moon Sword Master looked at Luo Lin, and said very seriously: "You leave the Primo family and declare your allegiance to Grand Duke Lehman. Otherwise, the Primo family can only go to Yorksington and station the western frontier for the Principality."

This was beyond Luo Lin's expectation. He had never thought about it, nor had he ever thought about leaving the Primo family, so he hesitated for a while.

Parason was actually anxious to get an answer, and urged: "Your martial arts have reached this point, can the declining Primo family still restrain you? Whether you agree or not, decide now!"

Luo Lin was not affected by this Juggernaut, and fell silent for a while, already thinking about it: "I can leave the Primo family. But at least for thirty years, I will not be an enemy of the Primo family!"

"Hehe, that's no problem." Parason suddenly laughed, looking very happy: "Well, you have my promise, the Primo family will get the island of Fix. Now, you can go back, waiting for you When we are truly loyal to the Grand Duke, let's talk about it again."

Luo Lin didn't say much, turned around and left.

Zac Luo didn't go out with him, and when Luo Lin's back disappeared, he said suspiciously: "Mentor, why do you need to add a condition? This Luo Lin is indeed very talented, but I'm afraid he's not worth a Fix Island?"

He admitted that Luo Lin was really powerful, much better than him, but he still felt that he valued this person too much. So what? The opponent is just a fighter.

Parason glanced at his disciple and shook his head: "One Fex Island? You underestimate him, there are more than ten. If I read correctly, this person will be promoted to legend before the age of thirty. There is With him here, the Primo family may rise again. Without him, the Primo family is nothing."

"They also have Vianna, the green dragon."

"The green dragon's oath of guardianship has only more than 20 years left, so it's not worth worrying about. Well, I'm a little tired, so you can go back too."

"Yes, mentor." Parason left respectfully.

After the disciple also left, Parason sat down on the stone chair beside him and sighed. He didn't say something just now. Looking at the young man's sword, he knew that this person's achievement might not be as simple as being promoted to a legend.

"Hey, which young hero will lead the Starlight Continent in the future?" At this moment, Parason thought of a young man named Coron in the Aoraki Kingdom.