With just one battle, Wang Ting's status in Zhou Tianchi and the entire Chengtian Swordsman Hall has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Although the previous Wang Ting could get the politeness and friendship of Zhou Tianchi, it was because of Lynch that it was because of Lynch. However, the strength and potential shown by the confrontation between Wang Ting and the two high-level swordsmen just now had already allowed Zhou Tianchi, the great swordsman, to see infinite possibilities in him. Even if such a genius swordsman cannot reach the realm of a legendary swordsman in the future, he can probably become a swordsman master. By that time, his status in the kingdom will also undergo tremendous changes.

If you can become a legendary swordsman...

That's even more remarkable!

With the name of the God-Selected Swordsman and their qualifications to directly talk to the great gods, even the earls and marquis of the kingdom will inevitably come to curry favor with him. Even the royal family will politely regard him as a guest on the seat.

In the next two days, Wang Ting lived in the courtyard of Zhoutianchi.

Zhou Yuxin, who was originally clamoring to compete with Wang Ting for swordsmanship, became a loyal admirer of this junior, pestering him every day, hoping to get his guidance and practice swordsmanship. At the same time, she also worked part-time as Wang Ting's guide in the capital.

"Rong Court."

Early in the morning of the third day after arriving at the capital, Lynch and Zhou Tianchi came to the courtyard where the royal court was located at the same time.

"My master Fang Qianhua wants to see you."

"Royal Sword Master, Fang Qianhua?"

Wang Ting is not unfamiliar with this name.

"Yes, I don't know if you have time..."

Wang Ting nodded.

Each of them is the most outstanding strongman in the sword master stage. Although Fang Qianhua's cultivation is not as good as Taixuan's first sword master, and Yi Zhouyi, who has the cultivation of a great sword master, is definitely not comparable to Beige, or ordinary sword masters like Dong Qi. Even Shang Ming, who is also the peak of sword masters, may not be able to surpass him in cultivation.

"Come with me, we're going to Midtown, I'm ready for the carriage."

"good."

Wang Ting responded and followed Zhou Tianchi and got on the carriage.

Zhou Tianchi glanced at Yin Xue, who was following Wang Ting like a shadow, originally wanted to say that his master only saw Wang Ting, but considering that Wang Ting had helped them Chengtian Swordsman Hall these days, he didn't say these words after all, so she had to go.

Soon, the carriage was slowly driving towards the direction of the city.

Dongcheng is very big. Even if there is a carriage to travel, it will take more than an hour to walk from Dongcheng District to Zhongcheng District. Moreover, this refers to the scope of entering Zhongcheng District. It is estimated that the time it takes to reach the destination will be two hours later.

During this period, Wang Ting did not practice, but looked at various architectural styles that were completely different from his world. From time to time, some knights riding tamed beasts and flying beasts appeared, which could make people feel bright.

Next to him, the knowledgeable Lynch saw that he was interested, and introduced him as much as possible.

Time is not boring.

"Boom!"

As the carriage was about to drive out of Dongcheng District, a slight sound of horse hooves suddenly came out from the end of the street.

Lynch, who was introducing a passing beast knight, frowned slightly, looked at the end of the street through the window, and said, "Those who can ride horses on the streets of the royal capital are all children of those big families. These people are all dandy, and they don't have any other skills. If you cause trouble, they will be better than the other."

While Lynch was speaking, the driver in charge of driving had already driven the carriage to the side of the street, asking these riders to ride the horse.

Although the royal swordsman Fang Qianhua standing behind them, Zhou Tianchi, the chief teacher of Chengtian Swordsman Association, has the title of baron, but if they can't provoke these playboys, they will try not to provoke them.

Soon, a team of knights composed of more than 20 people had appeared in the sight of Lynch and others. Each of these twenty people were wearing armor and full of the aura of elite warriors. Especially a man in his thirties in his head had a cold expression and his eyes were patrolling the streets like a sharp sword. Some ordinary people without swordsman cultivation looked at him and his eyes were so painful that they were stabbed.

"It is the one led by the Yuxuan Swordsman Order of the Chang family..... It is Chang Dingfeng, one of the three small famous swords in Taixuan, which are famous in our kingly capital."

"Three nickname swords?"

"Yes, the three little famous swords, these three are the strongest people in the swordsman stage, except for the Taixuan First Sword Lie Dongyang, and are also the leading figures among the younger generation of our Taixuan Kingdom."

Lynch introduced, and while he spoke, he even glanced at Wang Ting.

It is foreseeable that if Wang Ting really grows up according to this trend, even if he fails to become a legendary swordsman in the end, he will definitely have a place among the three small famous swords in the future.

Wang Ting nodded and said nothing.

Soon, the team of knights had already rushed over and ran over.

However, just as this team of knights was about to pass by directly next to the carriage, one of the knights glanced at the badge on the carriage and suddenly drank: "Is this the carriage of Baron Zhou Tianchi?"

Zhou Tianchi, who was sitting in another carriage, heard the knight's question and bowed slightly: "I am Zhou Tianchi, everyone..."

Before Zhou Tianchi finished speaking, all the knights running in a rush stopped, and their movements were neat and uniform, without causing any riots. Everyone rushed forward and surrounded the two carriages.

"Everyone, what does this mean?"

Zhou Tianchi's face changed slightly, and he looked at Chang Dingfeng, who was the leader: "Vissue Chang Dingfeng, what do you want to do? I, Zhou Tianchi, have not offended you."

Chang Dingfeng ignored Zhou Tianchi's questioning, glanced at him and quickly took the two carriages in his eyes, shouting loudly: "There is a man named Wang Ting in the carriage, and he asked him out."

"Rong Ting?"

Zhou Tianchi originally thought it was a misunderstanding, but now the other party has named him, so he can only sigh: "I don't know what is important about Viscount Chang Dingfeng looking for Wang Ting? Wang Ting is the guest of my master Fang Qianhua. Now he is waiting to summon him, Viscount Chang Dingfeng..."

Zhou Tianchi was only halfway through his words, and he was interrupted by Chang Dingfeng rudely: "Since he is here, come out, Wang Ting! Come out!"

Wang Ting in the carriage frowned and walked straight down from the carriage.

"I am Wang Ting!"

"You are the royal court?"

Chang Dingfeng looked at Wang Ting, and seemed to have never expected that this young man was so young, and he seemed to be less than eighteen years old...

"Change happiness!"

He was a little hesitant, but he still shouted to the cavaliers.

"It's him!"

The next moment, a voice full of hatred came out of the knights. Immediately afterwards, a young man with half of his arm was riding out of the knights with a cold face. His eyes looked at Wang Ting were filled with unforgettable hatred: "Although the light was very dim that night, I recognized his figure even if it turned into ashes. He was the one who cut off half of my arm!"
Chapter completed!