Bang! Bang! Bang... In a series of dull thuds, the melons were split open one after another, each cut neatly in half. The sweet juice inside spilled all over the ground.

  Looking at Wadasuo's excited appearance, I couldn't help but smile with a sense of satisfaction. This kid is really good, in just one year, he has already thoroughly mastered all the techniques of the Dwarf 18 Axes, which is truly not an easy feat for someone who excels in strength.

  The next performance continued, and what surprised me was that all 43 brothers passed, not a single one failed. From this, it can be seen that in terms of forging, dwarves indeed have unparalleled advantages - accuracy, strength!

  Finally... it's my turn to go on stage for the test, smiling and stretching my arms, I picked up the treasured sword in my hand and slowly walked out of the team.

  All the dwarves immediately noticed the difference, other dwarves when they came on stage were exceptionally excited, nervous, or simply had their legs trembling and sweating all over.

  But this cold face is absolutely different, with a calm and steady air, every step is measured and elegant, the movements are smooth and natural, and there is even a hint of elegance, his face actually has a faint smile, he seems to be not here to test, but to perform for everyone.

  None of this came easily, it was the result of half a year's hard work, fighting and training, countless real battles, and constant contemplation. This allowed me to remain so calm during the test, it wasn't fake, but rather a state that I naturally entered at critical moments.

  It's just a test, in my heart, it doesn't count for anything. How many times have I faced the danger of serious injury, how many times have I been on the verge of life and death, so why should I care about such a small matter!

  Moreover... My confidence comes from the foundation of hard work, not out of thin air. For me, as long as I do what I can do, there's nothing to worry about.

  Still testing Dwarf 18 axe, this is what everyone who participates in the test must do, however... I won't use an axe, I'll use a knife!

  Rumble...

  In the midst of a fierce whistling sound, on the small square, a figure was wildly dashing about, churning like a dragon, with sharp and swift moves like lightning flashing from my hands, as if it had just begun, everything was already over.

  All the dwarves were stunned, although I used a knife, but the principle is the same. The move I just performed was the 18th axe technique of the dwarves. They could clearly see the subtlety inside, it's too amazing! In terms of its intricacy, only the tribe leader can be compared with him in the entire dwarf tribe! There isn't a single flaw, but... it's just the profound meaning that makes all the dwarves ponder deeply!

  Taking a deep breath, I slowly stretched out my arm, the long knife hanging upside down. Next... I will be performing is the swordsmanship that surpasses even the Tribal Elder's grandfather, yes... it is indeed the Seven Cuts of Absolute Severance!

  He suddenly opened his eyes, his right foot stepped forward fiercely, and the long knife in his right hand charged into the sky. The next moment... a heavy and shocking knife shadow poured down from the sky like a stormy wave, endless like sea waves. Except for the patriarchal grandfather, no one could see what had happened, everything was already over.

  Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look at each other, the attack that couldn't even be seen clearly, how could they possibly parry it? How could they counterattack! They didn't even have the right to comment on whether this knife technique was good or bad.

  On the other hand, the patriarch had already stood up excitedly from that large wooden chair, his whole body trembling violently. The knife technique I showed him just now demonstrated my breakthrough during my recovery period. Compared to before I was injured, my Seven Cuts of Absolute Extinction were even more sharp, mysterious and unstoppable...

  But... this couldn't surprise the clan leader, let alone make him tremble with excitement. What he couldn't control was that everything I had just demonstrated had already surpassed his forging skills - a more concise, powerful and ingenious forging method, almost every move was indispensable and unchangeable.

  After a good half day, the tribe leader finally came to, his face flushed with excitement as he sat down, waving his hand at the people on the sidelines. Next... it was my turn to take the warrior apprentice test.

  As the clan leader waved his hand, 18 dwarves walked in with melons in their hands, just a few steps away, I had an epiphany and shouted to stop them.

  With a faint smile, I bowed to the clan elder and said calmly: "Clan Elder, I think... let them stand there, using all their strength to throw the wooden melons in their hands at me. Please allow this condition!"

  Boom!

  All the dwarves started talking incredulously, let alone me, even if they couldn't do such a thing, it's unthinkable, how is it possible, to draw 18 knives in an instant, let alone with my new 166-pound Hundred Battle Knife, even with their 80-pound dwarf battle axe, they can't do it.

  Actually... at the same time I made this request, I myself didn't have confidence whether I could take it all on, but... for some reason, I strongly yearn to give it a try, this is my wish, and also the wish of the invincible treasured sword in my hand, I don't want to go against them.

  The old patriarch stared at me with his eyes tightly closed for a long time... The old patriarch seemed to have understood something, and nodded resolutely: "Alright... Since you've made this request, I won't refuse you. Let's do it as you said!"

  The patriarch turned to the 18 dwarves holding the wooden melons and said, "You don't have to be polite, use all your strength to throw the melons at that kid. Don't worry about his safety, even if you can't break all the melons you throw, at least... you won't hurt him."

  The clan leader indeed had a reason to say so, because... he couldn't possibly choose older dwarves to be in charge of cutting open the gourds for us, these were all just thirty or forty year old dwarves at most, and only a few of them had reached the level of primary warriors, while I... was already an intermediate warrior, although cutting open all of these gourds would be too difficult, but... if I only cut open a part of it, then that absolutely wouldn't be a problem, the key is to see just how far I can do.

  Upon receiving the order from the chieftain, all 18 dwarves turned to me and slowly raised their wooden clubs. With just one command, they would unleash their full force and smash them at the little brat in front of us. Obedience was another virtue of the dwarves; as long as it was the chieftain's words, no one dared to doubt or defy them.

  Looking at the 18 dwarves staring at me with their piercing eyes, and the wooden melons in their hands, I suddenly felt a huge pressure bearing down on me. A thrilling sensation rose from the bottom of my heart and spread throughout my body in an instant. The next moment... I was boiling over!

  Roar!

  My entire body's blood was racing at high speed, unable to bear this exciting feeling, I let out a loud roar towards the sky, and at the same time... my true energy began to circulate wildly throughout my body. Unbeknownst to me, my true energy had already infused into the treasured sword, because... it was originally a part of my body, so how could my true energy not go there?!

  Feeling the true energy inside my body like a hurricane blowing through the canyon, rushing through the meridians, I was excited to the extreme, but then miraculously calmed down. Although the heat was still boiling, my attention and spirit entered a state of super focus at this moment.

  I was already completely excited and didn't notice at all that my own eyes had turned blood red after I used my true energy to merge the treasure knife with me.

  All the dwarves' mouths were agape, staring blankly at the person in the center of the arena. My long black hair, which hung straight down to my waist, was blown wildly by an invisible force, forming a black waterfall that cascaded down my back.

  Eyes gleaming with blood, physique proud and upright, right hand slightly holding a long knife, the tip of the knife pointing to the ground, a proud and unyielding posture, eyes full of self-confidence, shining with flashes of brilliance.

  The clan leader, Grandfather, is indeed a high-level warrior. His strength is at least twice that of mine now, so he saw my momentum reaching its peak in one glance. Then...he decisively gave the order: "Attack!"

  Hoo! Hoo! Hoo......

  A string of dense gusts rose one after another, and for a moment, 18 gourds appeared in the sky, tearing through the surrounding air and making a fierce sonic boom! Like 18 shells, they whizzed past my ears, hurtling towards me on the court.

  The entire audience held their breath, forgetting to breathe, each thinking that if they were in his shoes... what would happen next?

  Everyone, except for the tribal elder grandfather, was shocked to discover that they were completely unable to cope with the torrent of gourds, each containing the full strength of 18 dwarves. With the arm strength of a dwarf, these gourds were not something ordinary people could imagine!

  Chopping through a wooden melon is something many people can do, but chopping through 18 of them in an instant is absolutely beyond their capabilities. After all... the 80-kilogram giant axe is no joke. Wanting to wield such a heavy giant axe like a windmill, swinging it 18 times in an instant, is absolutely impossible. It's not just a matter of arm strength anymore, but also speed, eyesight, judgment, accuracy... a series of complex procedures. Everyone knows that if someone can completely chop through 18 wooden melons, then... that person has already entered the realm of high-level warriors. Although this isn't a method used by the Dwarf Tribe to test people, it's absolutely authoritative and reliable.

  The clan leader's eyes also widened in shock, to be honest, he could achieve the level of breaking 18 wooden melons instantly, but that was absolutely not easy, it was already his limit as a high-level martial artist. If... if this kid could break open all the wooden melons, then undoubtedly, he had also reached the level of a high-level martial artist!

  Silently lowering my head, I proudly stood in the middle of the venue, even closing my eyes. Rather than being blinded by the numerous flying wooden melons, it's better to use my ears to listen - this was the strategy I thought of before they started throwing the wooden melons.

  His right hand was stretched out at an angle, the tip of his Bǎi Zhàn Dāo lightly touching the ground, and he could transform into an invincible cold light that could destroy everything in front of him at any time!

  Hmph...

  A deafening sonic boom drew near... even closer, and finally... almost all of the woodpeckers entered my attack range at nearly the same time...

  I suddenly opened my eyes, the next moment... I stepped out of my attacking pace like lightning, no one could understand everything, if they had to say something, only the patriarch sitting on the wooden chair might have seen it, but he could only see a rough outline, as for the details, he couldn't see clearly.

  On the ground, a flowing cold light seemed to appear, and the piercing cold light quickly dragged out a phantom of over ten meters long in the air. When everyone felt a flash before their eyes, my attack had already ended.

  Crack!

  With a crisp sound, I sheathed my sword. By this time, the watermelons that had been thrown out finally fell to the ground one by one. However... none of them could remain intact anymore. Each and every watermelon was evenly split into two halves from the middle. For a moment, the strong scent of watermelon filled the entire square.

  With a surge of emotion, I closed my eyes, and to my surprise, I actually did it. Although if I were to try again, I'm not sure I'd succeed, but with the momentum from just now, I really managed to do it.

  I can do all this, absolutely not by luck, but I really have approached that strength, only... all of this, relies on the hundred-battle treasure sword in my hand, without it, I am absolutely unable to reach the current level.

  Although the weight of the Hundred Wars Treasure Sword reached 166 jin, which is even heavier than the heaviest Minotaur Giant Axe, however... due to it being tempered with my blood, I couldn't feel its weight at all. The Hundred Wars Sword was an extension of my body, in other words, whether I was empty-handed or wielding the Hundred Wars Sword, I could attack just as quickly! This was the greatest secret behind my success earlier.

  In addition... the structure of the hundred-battle knife is also one of the secrets. The serrated structure allows me to simply place it at an angle on the path of the wooden melon, and the power contained within the wooden melon itself is enough to make them disintegrate one by one under my sharp serrations.

  Of course... my own abilities are also indispensable, if I couldn't calculate the trajectory of all the melons in an instant, and where they would be in the next second, this move wouldn't have been possible. But then again, who am I? I'm a genius! A child prodigy, calculation is my strong point! I can calculate any arithmetic operation between five-digit numbers in the blink of an eye, such calculations are not beyond my abilities.

  Everyone was stunned, only knowing to stare at me foolishly. For them, this had already exceeded the category of martial arts, and it was simply magic!

  (I've modified the content introduction, friends who want to know the general content of this book please take another look at the content introduction, thank you, and I hope everyone will continue to support me!)