Chapter 5216
As a result, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving an empty space in the center of the
square for the fight.
Martin looked around with a confident smile. "Since no one else has made further
comments, let us begin. Anyone who wishes to compete is welcome to do so." Then he
stepped to the side.
Martin was very confident in his abilities as the eldest elder of the Heavenly Ocean Sect.
He would let the others start the fight, and when the time came, he would enter and
sweep everyone to their feet.
People began to look at each other with trepidation. The underground city held many
treasures, and the elites of each sect were not stupid. They all wanted to save their
energy for when they found the treasures. They did not want to expend their internal
energy by being the first to enter the fight.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a moment of silence, a tall man smiled. ‘Why are all of you being so cautious? It's
just a friendly match and will not affect your sect’s reputation. Since no one wants to be
the first, then let me start the fight."
The man slowly walked to the center. He wore a long black robe, and he had a strong aura.
There was a strange longsword on his waist. The longsword looked sharp and sleek on one
side, while the other side was full of sharp teeth. A long line of blood ran through the
center of the longsword. From afar, it appeared as if it could consume its adversary at
anytime with an evil force.
When the crowd saw the man and his strange long sword, there was an uproar. Many
people exhaled deeply as if they were terrified of him.
"Joewel Parrish?" "A Kill In Every Ten Steps? That Joewel Parrish?" "I heard there must be
blood whenever he drew out his longsword. And his swordsmanship, A Kill In Every Ten
Steps, is still unbeatable. I didn't know he was here."
They began to argue and make comments while looking fearfully at Joewel.
Joewel Parrish was a well-known lone wolf in the world of cultivators in the Cryolet
Continent. According to legend, he was an orphan abandoned in the northern snow
mountains. He was not frozen to death because destiny had his way. The Snowy Mountain
Wolf King had rescued him.
He had been living with the Snowy Mountain Wolf since he was 15 years old, and through
this experience, he became a strong person. Following that, he met a strange man who
showed him the path to becoming a cultivator.
He had extraordinary determination because he lived in a harsh environment on a snowy
mountain. Within a few years, he had advanced aggressively, even inventing his own
swordsmanship, A Kill In Every Ten Steps.
As the name implied, if Joewel demonstrated the skill during a fight, he would kill his
opponent with his longsword within ten steps. That was not the only thing. He purposefully
had a strange longsword forged for him to unleash the full potential of his swordsmanship.
He left the snow mountain when he was 20 years old and began his adventure in the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmworld of cultivators. Even though he was quite powerful, he would never fight unless the
other party tried to mock and challenge him.
Joewel later traveled the world and fought a total of nine fights. None of his adversaries
survived. On the other hand, those he killed were either notorious bandits or scumbags.
His most famous fight occurred about a year ago. He was passing through Tiger Ridge,
which a gang of bandits had ravaged. Those bandits were vicious, ruthless, and brutal.
They even kept tigers captive to harm people. The villagers who lived there could not
stand it and had fled. Joewel fought the bandits all by himself for one day and one night.
He eventually destroyed the entire den.
Joewel made his name known in the cultivator world with that fight. As a result, even when
Joewel was not affiliated with any sect, no one dared to dismiss him.
"Everyone." Joewel stood in the center and looked around him. ' Any representative dare
to come to challenge me?"