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Chapter 137: You Are Not Yet Qualified to Wield This Blade

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In an instant,

the scene before his eyes blurred.

By the time Hawkeye reacted, he had already appeared on the deck of an ordinary merchant ship.

"Welcome."

A voice drifted out from the cabin.

Hawkeye was inwardly horrified;

it was this incredible ability again—without the slightest fluctuation of energy, it could transport a living human being just as it had transported the Novice Iron Sword.

If it were anyone else, they might regret such a rash decision.

Hawkeye kept his expression unchanged and replied, "Pardon the intrusion, excuse my rudeness."

Having said that,

he reached out his hand and pushed open the cabin door of the Game House.

Watching Hawkeye walk into the Game House, Fang Yi smiled and said, "It's no matter. The qualification to enter the Game House is, after all, a reward for those who can complete a Contract Task."

Unlike Koby, who was still a weakling,

the current Hawkeye was already the world-renowned greatest Sword Master. His raw stats and skill intensity, if placed in the Ninja World, would count as Super Shadow Level, though not quite reaching the Six Paths level.

He was absolutely an Elite player for hunting Pollution Sources in the Pirate World.

Hawkeye looked around, finding nothing special; it seemed like a very ordinary general store. He pulled out the Novice Iron Sword and asked, "Did you forge this iron sword?"

"In a way."

"In a way?"

Hawkeye was surprised. His sharp gaze swept over Fang Yi's palms; there were no calluses or scars. He did not look like a blacksmith or a practitioner, but rather like those pampered Nobles.

How could such a person forge an iron sword with such special abilities?

Seeing Hawkeye's doubt, Fang Yi smiled, spread his palms, and said, "The Novice Iron Sword is a weapon gifted by the game to novice players, and I am the creator of the Samsara Game, so logically speaking, this iron sword counts as my product."

As the words fell,

a completely identical Novice Iron Sword appeared in his palm.

The iron sword slowly changed, becoming a Lv. 5 Giant Sword, its Blade emitting a shimmering radiance.

Hawkeye's gaze landed on the giant sword.

As a Great Swordsman, he could judge the quality of a weapon with his eyes alone; this giant sword was already comparable to some lower-tier Skillful Grade Blades.

Immediately after,

the giant sword vanished, replaced by a narrow small katana, a green-tier Lv. 10 weapon.

The small katana slowly floated up and landed in front of Hawkeye.

Hawkeye did not stand on ceremony; he grasped the floating weapon directly. Feeling the aura emanating from the Blade, a strange sensation welled up inside him.

"A Great Grade Blade?"

A blade of this quality would shine the moment it appeared; it would never be unknown.

Yet, Hawkeye had never seen a Famous Blade of this Great Grade Blade quality.

Could it be... that it was just manufactured by the mysterious man before him?

Impossible!

Hawkeye felt his own thought was absurd. He had traversed the Si Hai and the New World for many years, and the Famous Blades he had encountered could be counted on one hand, all held as treasures by various Sword Masters. How could someone just conjure a Famous Blade out of thin air!

"And next is..."

Fang Yi still wore a polite smile, seemingly unaware of Hawkeye's emotional fluctuations. After a moment of thought, he said, "How about a Black Blade?"

It was like a shopkeeper selling goods, casually asking a buyer before pulling out a mass-produced weapon.

This attitude...

However, when he saw the weapon he was holding clearly, Hawkeye's expression shifted slightly, and he exclaimed, "My... Black Blade?"

The Novice Iron Sword he held tightly had first turned into a Skillful Grade Blade, then a Great Grade Blade, and finally, it had actually become the Black Blade Yoru he was most familiar with.

Subconsciously,

Hawkeye reached behind his back and drew his sword.

Two identical Black Blades were held in his hands; he could not distinguish which one was the real Black Blade.

Fang Yi watched Hawkeye, who had fallen into confusion, and smiled, "And then..."

A long, narrow katana appeared. The Blade burned with a bewitching purple-black flame. Two different types of energy—cold and scorching—intertwined, making it impossible for one to even summon the courage to hold the blade.

A masterpiece by a master craftsman from the Arad Continent.

The Shadow Blade-Soul Chaser, infused with a trace of the Underworld ghost god's aura.

"I am actually being burned by a blade?"

Hawkeye instinctively wanted to throw the Shadow Blade away, but then the spirit of a Great Swordsman surged within him. Feeling shocked and angry at his own previous thought, he erupted with his full aura and gripped the hilt tightly.

Hiss...

The burning Underworld flame coiled around his arm like a venomous snake. His sleeve burst open, and his skin began to turn black-purple under the burning of the Underworld flame, as if a deadly poison were spreading.

Nearby,

the top-tier Famous Blade of the Pirate World, the personal sword of the world's greatest Great Swordsman, was actually trembling under the temperature of the Underworld flame.

"The Shadow Blade has the aura of Kaluo, the Underworld flame sent by the God of Death. Only those who reach Tier 2 can master it."

Fang Yi watched Hawkeye, who was about to be consumed by the Underworld flame, and waved his hand gently.

That imposing Shadow Blade turned back into an ordinary Novice Iron Sword, and even the residual temperature of the burning Underworld flame vanished.

"Shadow Blade?"

Hawkeye gripped the arm that had been burned by the Underworld flame and found it completely unharmed. His eyes erupted with a brilliant light as he asked, "How can there be such an evil Famous Blade in this world?"

Even the First Generation Kitetsu, known as a cursed blade, seemed like a crudely made, ordinary weapon.

"Of course there are."

Fang Yi smiled and explained: "Within the Samsara Game, there are countless divine weapons and swords from different worlds; that Shadow blade from just now and the Great Sword Mastery in your mind both come from a fantasy continent called Arad."

Is that so?

Hawkeye's expression was dazed for a moment; even now, he could not fully believe the news regarding the Samsara Game.

But the facts laid out before him all spoke to the authenticity of what his eyes were seeing.

The more one stands at the pinnacle of the world, the more clearly one understands the limits of the world.

And the abilities displayed by the mysterious man before him had already surpassed the limits of the Pirate World.

"I believe that you come from another world."

Hawkeye bowed slightly, revealing his respect for the strong.

When the Nether Flame tore through the Haki and power he had unleashed in his strongest state, he no longer had the slightest doubt; to continue doubting would mean his own stupidity.

"These are the five items fate has chosen for you, which can fulfill your wish."

The pitch-black shelves looked like a messy warehouse piled with miscellaneous goods.

Five faint rays of light lit up.

"Although I acknowledge your formidable power."

Not bowing or scraping because of the terrifying strength Fang Yi had displayed, Hawkeye still maintained the unique spirit of a Great Swordsman; he took a deep breath and said: "However, my wish is to be able to challenge powerful Sword Masters and pursue a higher level of Jiangdian. Can your products really do that?"

This was his heart's desire.

Despite possessing great strength, he had not carved out territory like the Four Emperors, becoming one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea only for the sake of convenience and leisure.

Nor was he attracted by the Pirate King's dying declaration, pursuing the empty title of Pirate King.

Gold, silver, jewels, beauties, and power.

To Hawkeye, these had no appeal; he was the purest of Sword Masters, willing only to pursue a higher Jiangdian with all his heart.

Can it be done?

"Of course it can; among the fate products, there are things that can help you realize your wish."

(End of this chapter)

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