Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1688 - 1688: Chief of the Pagoda City Alliance of Refining Masters (4)

Many people were already itching to give it a try.

As long as He Yangsun was certified as a level two Armor Master, they would directly challenge him.

This fellow had once challenged and won a considerable fortune.

“Boom—”

On the stage, He Yangsun controlled the battle armor and completed all the required procedures for the second-level Armor Master trial in a decent manner.

Strength, speed, and movement.

Then, another level two Armor Master stepped forward to practice attack and defense with him.

The process went smoothly.

When both returned to their positions, the three level four Armor Masters sitting on the stage nodded.

“He Yangsun passed the trial. Armor Master level determined as Level 2.”

A burly man sitting in the middle shouted, then casually glanced downwards. Below the platform, a young man in a martial robe nodded slightly and stepped onto the platform.

“Level two Armor Master Zhao Mingzheng challenges He Yangsun—” The young man’s words were cut off when He Yangsun waved his hand.

Refusing the challenge?

A level two Armor Master refusing a challenge from another level two Armor Master?

Although He Yangsun had just been certified as a level two Armor Master, it was unsportsmanlike to refuse a challenge at this time. Since someone had come up to challenge him, shouldn’t he accept it directly? Wasn’t that a bit lacking in courage?

“Heh heh, it seems that the young prodigy of the He family, who is known as the pride of Pagoda City’s younger generation, also knows his limitations.” Zhao Mingzheng chuckled lightly, then with his hands behind his back, he said casually, “I can give you time.

“How about a three-year pact?

“In three years, we will fight again.”

So what if it was three years? Even in three years, Zhao Mingzheng would still dare to say that he could easily crush He Yangsun.

As a level two Armor Master who had just entered the second level, He Yangsun might grow a lot in three years, but Zhao Mingzheng had been at the second level for more than three years. In another three years, he would have a 70% chance of advancing to level three Armor Master.

By then, He Yangsun would probably not even dare to raise his head in front of him.

Below, those armor masters who were just there for the fun all had smiles on their faces.

They knew about He Yangsun’s reputation. He was a young hero with boundless glory. Today, seeing him unwilling to fight was quite satisfying.

“Brother Zhao,” On the high platform, He Yangsun looked at Zhao Mingzheng with an indifferent expression and said, “I’m not refusing the duel, I just feel it’s a bit unsportsmanlike.” Unsportsmanlike?

Who’s being unsportsmanlike?

Zhao Mingzheng was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

Below the platform, many people laughed out loud.

Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to say it’s unsportsmanlike?

“He Yangsun, if you dare to fight, then fight. If not, then leave.” Zhao Mingzhengs expression turned stern, and he gave a shout.

He Yangsun nodded and said, “1 dare to fight. Are you really willing to accept?”

This statement caused Zhao Mingzhengs blood to boil, his expression proud,

“As long as you fight, I will accompany you anytime!”

He Yangsun took a deep breath and looked at the onlookers below the platform, then at the judges on the platform who remained indifferent.

The He family didn’t have any true experts.

So the He family was no longer considered a prestigious family.

Although He Yangsun had made moves in the wilderness and defeated even level four Armor Masters, those who escaped back didn’t dare to publicize this matter.

At this moment, within Pagoda City, there were still not many people who truly respected He Yangsun.

“In that case, I’ll see you on the battle platform in three days,” He Yangsun said in a clear voice.

Zhao Mingzhengs face showed a hint of joy.

Regardless, he had finally goaded He Yangsun into accepting the challenge.

As for the stakes of the upcoming duel, he didn’t need to worry about that.

His Zhao family would naturally wager heavily.

With a light laugh, he turned around to descend the platform, but just as he was about to leave, he heard He Yangsun’s voice behind him.

“Judges, I request to continue the certification trial for a level three Armor

Master.”

Level three Armor Master!

Below the high platform, everyone was dumbfounded.

On the platform the expressions of the three judges turned solemn.

Zhao Mingzheng trembled all over, and his eyes widened as he slowly turned his head.

Behind him, He Yangsun was clad in a set of faint red battle armor, exuding a mix of spirituality and ferocity, enveloping the stage.

The intensity of this ferocity made Zhao Mingzheng’s legs go weak.

The one he was about to challenge, He Yangsun, was now certifying as a level

three Armor Master!