Chapter 439: Ding He: Hmm... His sword technique is strong

Silence.

An eerily quiet silence.

The moment Fang Hao voiced this reason,

the foreigners' first reaction was not shock.

Instead, they turned their gaze to their respective translators or removed the translators they were wearing.

Everyone's first reaction...

Was it possible they had just misheard?

Or was the translator malfunctioning!?

Sword... Saint!?

My ears or the translator's mouth must be seriously ill!

However, when they turned their gaze toward the translators or the Dragon Country people present,

these foreigners discovered

that the Dragon Country people's expressions seemed very wrong.

It seemed...

everyone's face was filled with shock, clearly looking as if their worldview had been shaken.

At this,

even the foreign staff were stunned.

One by one, everyone turned their heads to look at Fang Hao.

What the hell...

Could it be the translator didn't make a mistake?

"Uh..."

"I'm sorry..."

"I might have just zoned out a moment ago, perhaps I didn't hear clearly..."

"May I ask, Mr. Translator?"

"Just now, were you saying... Fang Hao said he was a what? Sword Saint?"

John's mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at the Fang Hao before him with a completely bewildered expression.

And in the live stream,

countless question marks filled the screen.

Viewers from countries all over the world were dumbfounded.

【???】

【What the f***?! What is Fang Hao saying?】

【Excuse me? What is Fang Hao saying Excuse me?】

【????】

【You're kidding, right? What is he saying!】

【Sword Saint? What is a Sword Saint?】

【What is Fang Hao saying! Shut up quickly!】

Viewers from all countries were sending bullet comments in the live stream.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

And what about the Dragon Country viewers?

In fact,

the Dragon Country viewers were bewildered at this moment too.

They stared wide-eyed at the screen.

Good lord...

They had guessed Fang Hao's answer might be outrageous.

But they never expected

it could be this outrageous!

What the f*** Sword Saint!?

Isn't the gap in our bragging way too huge?

You might as well say you went to visit friends!

"To be honest~..."

"I actually went to the Book Country to seek out sword technique masters."

"As a Sword Saint, I can no longer find masters in the Dragon Country."

"Everyone cannot understand the loneliness of a master, that helplessness of searching the entire world and finding not a single opponent."

"Sigh... The whole world is silent!"

"Forced by helplessness,"

"I could only go to the Book Country to find some legendary sword technique masters."

"That is why I went to those twelve locations."

Fang Hao sighed deeply.

His face was filled with the loneliness and solitude only a master possesses.

This sudden sense of immersion.

Left the millions of viewers before the screen utterly bewildered.

Everyone watched Fang Hao's performance with stunned expressions.

When Fang Hao nodded quite seriously within the screen,

after admitting for the second time that he was actually the Sword Saint,

finally...

the scene completely lost control.

Two secretaries from the United Nations were now laughing so hard they were rolling on the floor.

One by one, they doubled over with laughter.

Ding He's eyes widened as he looked at the Fang Hao before him in disbelief.

He was so shocked by this "Sword Saint's" explanation that he was rendered speechless.

And John was laughing so hard he was literally convulsing.

"Hahahaha..."

"Sword Saint!? Hahahaha..."

"Mr. Fang Hao from the Dragon Country is too humorous! To avoid being questioned... he actually came out with such an absurd answer!"

"Sorry, audience friends."

"Please forgive the situation at this moment."

"But Fang Hao's explanation was just too funny!"

"He said the reason he went to the Land of the Rising Sun..."

"was actually to find someone to spar with sword techniques! Hahahaha..."

John laughed until he doubled over, his whole body trembling.

Especially after turning his head to look back.

At this moment, Fang Hao had also changed his sitting posture.

He stood with his arms crossed, exuding the aura of a mysterious master.

This made John and the audience present laugh until they convulsed.