Seeing the question above, strange looks appeared in everyoneâs eyes.
This was their first time encountering a Trial that required answering a question to pass.
Off to the side, Cheng Lu said, "What else can a sword be? Itâs a weapon, duh."
At the same time, a line of small text floated up on the stone gate.
[Wrong answer, remaining attempts: 2]
...
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Cheng Lu said gloomily, "Damn! I just said it casually, I didnât think it would actually count as one attempt."
"You guys answer instead."
Everyone in the field fell into silence.
They seemed to be thinking about the answer to this question.
A moment later, Cao Xing said, "What heâs asking should be what the sword represents, not its superficial meaning."
"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 moment, everyone was dumbfounded again.
After all, Cao Xingâs answer already counted as a fullâmarks 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 didnât 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 moment.
"Actually, this question doesnât have a concrete answer; it depends on what the question setter thinksâthat is, that Nameless Sword Master."
"This dead Sword Saint didnât leave any name behind, which means he didnât care about fame or profit."
"And judging from the series of tests he left along the way, heâs been searching for someone with extremely strong Sword Dao Talent to inherit his legacy."
"He doesnât 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 moment, 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, "Youâre joking. It was just a coincidence."
He appeared very modest.
The others didnât say much more and continued walking forward.
Then they arrived in front of the second stone gate.
This time, they didnât need to answer any questions.
Instead, beside the stone gate, a few small characters appeared again.
[Please, with one sword, break the Sword Pavilion Guardâs defense.]
[Note: you can only use a sword, otherwise the result will be considered invalid...]
...
At the same time.
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 same as the two Level 80 Sword Tomb Guardians that had just guarded the gate.
However, this Guardian did not Attack, but instead assumed 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 time.
His eyes carried a focused and wary gaze as he looked at the crowd.
Then a hoarse voice came from his mouth.
"Come, 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 Fragments under his sudden burst.
When he was about to close to within three meters of the targetâ
Assam raised the Lake Ladyâs 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 couldnât keep up.
However, the Sword Pavilion Guardâs 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 meeting that stripâlike 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 seemed able to sense how terrifying Sarah was.
Under Sarahâs Attack, he would not have any chance at all.
Hearing this, Sarah stopped in her tracks.
At this moment, everyone on the field once again fell into silence.
A moment later, Wei Jianyi said, "Lan, you go give it a try."
Upon receiving the order, the hatâwearing woman beside him reacted instantly.
Like a cheetah, a few flickers of her Shadow brought her to the Guardianâs 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 extremely smooth motion, she yanked the Longsword from its scabbard!
"Shing!"
At the moment of drawing the sword, the metallic 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 womanâs offensive to the side.
"Ding!"
Blocked again!
...
The Guardian said indifferently, "You have one last chance."