Chapter Thirteen: The Four Beauties of Wang City

  The atmosphere was awkward for quite a while...

  Hahahaahaha!!!

  Four masters burst out laughing at the same time, the giant laughed so hard that he was bent forward and backward, even the goddess-like archer couldn't help but laugh with her flowers shaking wildly. However, the wizard named Bidaldo hid his face in his cloak, motionless, as if staring straight at Xiayalei.

  At last, the blond swordsman Gremi took a step forward, with his head held high and a contemptuous smile on his face: "You little thief! You actually dared to steal from us four, you're really looking for death! Hmph, do you know who we four are?"

  The goddess-like archer, Marsha, smiled "kindly" beside him: "Geli, don't scare the little guy. This kind of rural pest probably hasn't heard of our great names."

  Jü Han Nigul glared at Xia Ya: "You little brat, we are renowned masters with names and surnames. We don't bother with the likes of you. You've lost your weapon, kneel down and kowtow a few times, then scram! Otherwise, I'll dirty my axe on you. My axe doesn't collect nameless souls."

  As he spoke, he gently stroked the axe blade, sighed, and revealed a lonely air of a master.

  Xia Ya was furious and laughed: "You? What kind of people are you? Are you very famous?"

  The blond swordsman Guri and the giant Nigul exchanged a glance, as if to say "You speak or I do?", then the giant Nigul nodded, took a few steps forward, and looked at Shaya with arrogance: "Kid, today you'll see what we're made of. Hmph... listen carefully, stand up straight, don't kneel down in fear! We four are the famous Wangcheng Sihui in the imperial capital!"

  Wang Cheng Si Xiu?

  Xia Ya shook her head dazedly.

  "This is 'Silver Sword Saint' Griel, who once trained in the distant land of slaughter. The sharp sword in his hand has beheaded a demon! This beautiful lady is Mashia, known as the 'New Dark Night Goddess', her mysterious archery skills are as famous as her beauty! And this is Bidaltardo, the mage, whose magical light shines like the sun. When you see that dazzling magical glow, it's when your life is being reaped!"

  He paused for a moment, Nigul puffed out his chest slightly, with a hint of arrogance: "As for me, my name is Nigul, and my nickname is 'Beast Soul Berserker', because everyone thinks I possess the same brute strength as the ancient Beast Soul Warriors! Heh heh, later when I crush your bones, don't go crying out in pain, okay?"

  He looked at Xia Ya with a condescending gaze: "I'm Nie Gu, beautiful Ma Sha, White Silver Sword Saint Ge Li, and also the mage Bi Da Er Duo. The four of us together are the legendary 'Four Greats of Wang Cheng, Nie Ma Ge Bi'!!!!!"

  After finishing, he had a look of intoxication on his face, as if waiting for the scoundrel in front of him to hear it and then throw away his weapons, kneel down and rush up to kiss his feet.

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  Wang Cheng Si Xiu, Ni... Ma... Ge... Bi?

  Xia Ya muttered to himself twice... then he really got angry!

  "How dare you scold me!!" Xia Ya burst out in anger: "Don't think that just because I'm a country bumpkin, I won't understand!!"

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  Looking at the foolish thief in front of him who was about to die yet still didn't know to repent, the elegant White Silver Sword Saint, Ge Lin, snorted and proudly flashed out: "Forget it, I'll send you on your way."

  The beautiful goddess archer next to him smiled faintly and said, "Geli, don't bother with him, give him a quick death."

  "Alas... Mashiro is still kind-hearted." Guri deliberately let out a sigh, drawing the gleaming white silver cross-shaped sword: "You little pest, accept your death. My sword will be swift and won't give you any pain."

  If such lines, such momentum, were matched with a renowned Sword Saint from the mainland, or even just a battle-hardened mercenary warrior pulled out from Wildfire Town, Xia Ya would probably be intimidated. But now, he coldly sneered and didn't bother to exchange words with this affected guy in front of him, directly raising his axe and charging forward!

  Ge Li let out a sigh and raised the white silver cross sword in his hand.

  His sword was extremely gorgeous, the silver cross-shaped sword had a dazzling blade that shone with a silver-white light, and as the sword body twisted, the red gemstone on the hilt dotted out a touch of crimson amidst the silver-white!

  His sword move was like a dancer's elegant chapter, even the action of twisting his waist had a few points of beauty that made people feel sad.

  A flash of silver under the sword, like a drop falling from the sky, silent and soundless...

  Compared to Guren's gorgeous sword dance-like movements, Shiyar's actions were extremely simple. He just made a plain and unremarkable overhead slash!!!

  The axe blade fell, and it actually contained a faint wind sound like thunder!

  Xia Ya's simple chop, who knows how many years of hard practice it took - huh, this can prove that the trees around his dwelling place in the mountains were all cut down by him, so much so that every time he chops firewood, he has to walk tens of miles on mountain roads.

  Ding!

  A crisp sound, the two figures intersected and immediately separated. Ge Li still maintained his sword-raising posture, slowly turning around, coldly smiling at Xia Ya.

  Xia Ya stood there, his face somewhat dazed, and on the rusty axe in his hand, there was a deep gash. The gash was so deep that it almost split the entire axe head in two, and even the blade had an additional palm-sized notch - a three-copper-plate axe was indeed of this quality.

  Ge inside has color: "Little boy, using this rotten axe, dare to come out and cut the way?"

  He was about to say a couple of nice words, but suddenly, a crisp and clear sound...

  Just then, Ge Li's hand held that magnificent white silver cross sword, the blade suddenly broke into three pieces!! The broken fragments fell to the ground, and in Ge Li's hand, only a sword hilt was left!

  Ge Li was stunned, and without mentioning his own martial skills, this white silver long sword is a genuine product! The blade is made of high-quality steel, although it can't be said to cut through iron like mud, but it's definitely a sharp weapon!

  He hadn't even had time to exclaim when he heard a few "hiss" sounds coming from his body, followed by a "whoosh"...

  The originally beautiful and exquisite suit of armor split into two pieces from the chest, and the armor became two broken fragments that fell off from both sides of the body!

  The scratch ran from Ge Li's chest all the way down to his waist...

  His armor split in two and fell off, but it wasn't over yet. With a loud "thud", the long pants worn under his clothes suddenly tore apart at the waist, the leather belt snapping abruptly, and his pants dropped down to his knees!

  Gideon suddenly felt a chill in his lower back, and when the wind blew, he shivered. That thing was also exposed to everyone's gaze...

  After a while, Ge Li let out a shrill cry like a little girl who had been bullied, turned around, and covered her crotch with both hands.

  Xia Yairen laughed and kicked Ge Rui's butt, sending him tumbling to the ground: "What crap Sword Saint, if you're a Sword Saint, then I'm the Continental Sword God!"

  Ge Lian rolled and crawled back, the remaining three masters collectively lost their voices, staring at this "pest" with a strange expression.

  Ge Li quickly pulled up his pants, turned around and shouted: "Pah! You little thief! Don't be arrogant, I, the young master, ate something unclean this morning and was a bit weak, that's why I lost to you!" He pulled over a giant beside him: "Nie Gu, go teach this guy a lesson, don't tarnish the reputation of our Wang City Four Beauties!"

  Nigul hesitated for a moment, but seeing that Xia Ya's axe was already thoroughly ruined, he suddenly gained confidence and plucked up the courage to walk forward, shouting loudly: "You little brat! The previous one doesn't count, that was my companion's carelessness. I'm here to take your life!"

  He walked up with a sneer: "You've lost your weapon now, let's see how arrogant you can be!"

  As he spoke, he raised his axe and swung it: "This mountain-opening battle axe of mine weighs 40 catties! One swing down, and you'll become..."

  Xia Ya looked at the guy with great disdain - if you want to fight, then fight, why talk so much nonsense, you might as well change your career and become a traveling poet telling stories.

  He looked around, didn't say a word, and walked to the side of a giant tree that one person could hug, hugged the tree with both arms, lowered his center of gravity, then twisted and turned, spitting out a mouthful of air...

  Hehehe...

  After a series of thick and frightening sounds, the big tree was pulled up by Xia Ya along with its roots, and the mud on the roots fell off with a plop.

  Xia Ya hugged the thick and sturdy tree trunk in her arms, her face not red or panting, coldly smiling at Nigul - Nigul's mouth was wide open, his chin almost dragging on the ground.

  "Hey, big guy, how many catties did you say your axe weighed just now?"

  Crack! Nigul's hand went limp and his battle-axe fell to the ground.

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