A Man Like None Other

Jared soon realized that the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand grew stronger with every sword he destroyed.

Perhaps this is akin to cultivating my Dragonslayer Sword!

As that thought crossed his mind, Jared wielded his Dragonslayer Sword with renewed vigor.

In no time at all, broken swords littered the ground, and sweat beaded on Jared's forehead from the exertion.

Still, Jared gritted his teeth and pushed on. He knew the battle before him was as much a trial for his Dragonslayer Sword as it was for him.

After cleaving the final sword in half, he collapsed on the ground, utterly spent.

The elderly man looked at Jared and appeared to smile.

He uttered, “You have overcome this challenge, and I hope you will succeed till the end. Then, you will have fulfilled our wish over the past few centuries...”

Jared was about to ask who he was when the elderly man suddenly threw his sword toward Jared and disappeared into thin air.

The sword charged toward Jared and stopped a mere inch away from his face.

Dragonslayer Sword. A moment later, it fell to the

surroundings abruptly changed. While he remained in the same

but did not see anyone around him. The sword energy in the air appeared to have dissipated

I needed to do to

Jared bravely strode

would be far too easy if I

minutes and eventually came across an area brimming with sword energy,

three swords

knew at first glance that the three swords

would not be complete without

aura stormed at Jared, followed by ten or so sword

clearly more powerful than

in the clothes they wore before they

highly skilled disciples in the

Dragonslayer Sword in his hand, ready to engage them in battle. Talking the

bellowed and leaped into

as Jared brought it down on one of the sword

powerful shockwaves that flung