The middle of the Xuanqi Continent.

There is a bustling big city, Franco.

The city is full of blonde Caucasians.

However, occasionally you can see some yellow people whose blood is not too pure.

The people here, in terms of dress and social atmosphere, are completely different from the human races of the three continents of Tianxuan, Xuanzhong, and Xuanfo.

After all, he has been isolated from the world for too long, so he has developed his own culture.

At first glance, it looks as if you have come to the Middle Ages in the western world of the earth.

It's just that there is no such dark papal system as in the Middle Ages.

Although there are religions, religions do not have that much power.

Here is mainly the city-state system.

Each city is a country, and some cities unite to form a federal state.

As the capital of the Francose Federation, Française is a famous big city on the Xuanqi continent.

There are tall spire buildings here, and there is an endless stream of business travelers coming and going from the north to the south.

And, of course, those mysterious mages.

In fact, a mage is an immortal cultivator, but he is just called a mage here.

And those muscular men who can't cultivate, but also have brute strength, are called fighters.

Today, at the south gate of the city of Fran, as ever, there are many fighters gathered together, ready to team up to draw their swords.

"Oh man, you know what, that damn sword in the mountains of Darabon in the south hasn't been pulled out yet, God, I swear it's definitely a magical sword. "

Oh, poor Jack, please don't blame magic for your weakness, it's like Uncle Benjamin, the blacksmith next door to my house, who always breaks a guest's order and says it's because the wine in the Mayan tavern isn't pure enough.

"Oh my God, Kent, since you are as confident in your own strength as a bear, do you dare to try it today?"

"What is there to be afraid of, for God's sake, I will prove to you stupid groundhogs that that unfortunate strange sword, if strong enough, can be pulled out." "

Oh, okay, I'm looking forward to seeing you pull out your sword and stuff it into the big ass of the lady of the Ciarra Tavern, hahaha!" A

group of muscular fighters, dressed in jackets with bare bronzed arms and basically holding bottles in their hands, left the southern gate of the city of Fran with their shoulders crossed.

They like to find people here to team up and go out on adventures or something.

The strange sword that was talked about by the people of Fran City was located on the mountain of Darabunba, less than ten kilometers south of Fran City.

The low mountain is bare, with nothing but patches of bare rock.

It was a desolate place, and no one would have stopped here except for passing travelers.

But lately, it's been a bustling place.

The adventurers of the city of Fran, as well as those from other city-states who had heard the news, gathered near this rocky mountain.

They are here, only for one thing -

to pull a great sword of red gold out of the rocks.

But the strange thing is that when anyone comes to draw a sword, the sword doesn't move.

Even if a legendary mage tries it, he can't move.

No matter what weird tricks those mages use, they won't work.

It has become a famous place for landscapes and adventures.

At the foot of the mountain, there are even people selling beer and barbecues, and the crowd is bustling and lively.

"Hey, you clumsy boar, let me tell you the right way to draw

your sword!" a black-faced man nearly two meters tall pushed a small thin man who was drawing his sword to the side with a slap.

Although the thin man was not happy to be pushed, he could only stop seeing that the other party was as strong as a lion.

"Okay, okay, I can imagine you're going to pay for your pride now after waiting for a little worse expression. The

black-faced man dismissed, and his two large rough hands tightly grasped the hilt of the spiral sword, and then began to exert force.

"Hmm-"

The big man's whole face tensed.

The muscles all over his body swelled, and the green tendons bulged, and it looked like he had used all his strength to feed.

But the red-gold sword still didn't move.

The big man did not believe in evil, so he took out a hemp rope from his pocket and tied his hands to the hilt of the sword.

Then he kicked his legs on the rocks on the ground, so that the whole person was almost parallel to the ground, and used all his strength to use it.

"Ahh!!h

Dahan is exhausted.

By the way, he also strained his muscles severely, and his two arms hung down weakly.

The people around laughed wildly.

The big man was furious and pointed at them and shouted.

"You damn guys, who have the right to laugh at me? Are you pulling it out? I'm going to kick you in the ass with my boots!"

At this moment, an old man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over.

Someone saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh God, does this old man want to try it too? Can you imagine him drawing

his sword? Oh, this is terrible!" "Oh boys, come and see, this eighty-year-old old man wants to try it too, if he can pull it out, it will be

hell alike!" "Stop your stupid groundhog behavior, old man, it's very irrational!"

The old man walked in front of the strange sword.

However, he did not draw his sword.

Instead, a barrel of gunpowder was brought.

"Hey, what are you doing!This is our biggest daily amusement, do you want to destroy this place?"

"Oh damn old man, I swear I'm going to kick him in the ass with my boots

!" "He's going to blow the rock up!oh, that's the worst idea I've ever seen!"

The old man had explosives in his hand, but no one dared to approach him.

I saw that his hands trembled and he began to wipe the matches, which frightened the men around him to retreat one after another, for fear that he would accidentally turn the core of the explosive crooked.

The old man smiled, revealing his uneven, yellow, black teeth.

"You're stupid groundhogs, and if you want this sword, just blow the stone underneath it? Use your brains, poor boys. The

old man said he would do it, he really lit

the explosives!" Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the explosives exploded instantly.

The old man had inconvenient legs and feet, walked staggeringly, and trembled, so he didn't have time to run, and went to see God on the spot.

However, to the shock of all onlookers.

The strange sword was still stuck in the stone! The

stones around the strange sword were intact! A

layer of golden light could be faintly seen on these stones, as if these lights were guarding the surrounding stones.

"Oh God

, it's a magic sword!" "Do you see, there's magic on it, oh my God, it's the most terrible sword I've ever seen

!" "Oh, I swear, this must be even more evil than Uncle Benjamin's ancestral sword next door!"

Just as everyone was sighing, a black-haired young man dressed in white walked up to the strange sword.

I saw him pull it out casually.

The sword was drawn.

All onlookers: ???

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