Legendary Swordsman Novels & Stories

What is happening right now? Before I know it, I was standing in front one of the knights for a duel after Carl said so. I know that Lancelot is good at swordsmanship, but I am Sakamaki Yuu, a normal Japanese person who only know how to play basketball and dodgeball before I became disabled, I have NEVER touched a cooking knife much more or less a sword?! I might kill myself rather than the enemy! “Uhm, you are...” “It’s Adam, Master Lancelot.”

Ever since small he read about the story of 'King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table' so the sword was rather well known for him. "Yes. It's currently held by 'Arthur Pendragon', a man descendant of the original 'King of Knights'. " - He talked to them while putting Gram away, inside a magic circle. "Then the rest of those Legendary Swords-" - Ryutaro started to speak, but was interrupted by Kiba. "They exist. They are called 'The Four Strongest Holy Swords', created by the 'God of the Bible'. They are 'Caliburn', 'Excalibur', 'Durandal' and 'Ascalon'. " - Everyone paid attention.

He was also second to dad in contribution to every war that happened years ago when I was still not in this world. I heard he is already at 50s but still amazing in swords. He's definitely suited in this field. Just like in letter, in person his tounge is quite sharp and unlike what I expected, he's not that bulky but rather, you'll feel that he's dangerous and faced a lot of wars so you can't help but be intimidated.

He reached out and tapped the map, selecting the "Admiring Immortals State." In the instrument cultivator profession, he chose the most popular sub-profession: sword cultivator! Sword cultivators had the highest single-target damage, making them the most suitable for one-on-one combat and soloing bosses. Sebastian aimed to become the world's number one, which meant he would inevitably face numerous challenges in the future, including open confrontations, covert attacks, assassinations, and more.

sneered the swordsman, driving his blade mercilessly into the man’s back, piercing through to his belly. “My husband!” screamed the woman in anguish, clutching her daughter tightly as tears streamed down her face. The little girl’s wailing soon joined her mother’s cries, filling the night with sorrow. “Finish them all! I must return to Leader Huang,” the swordsman declared coldly, yanking his blade free from the lifeless body at his feet. The man wearing a black headband, emblazoned with two downward-curving golden lines, burst forward with lightning speed toward the circle of swordsmen who were besieging a lone warrior of the Sacred Dragon Sect.

Master Yi's eyelids twitched when he saw the sword. The swordsmen from Japan usually had their own names. As for a sword shot, who used the famous saber "Jue", he was none other than the martial arts teacher of the Emperor of Japan. The living legend of Japan, the person admired the most by Katou Wudo, was the guardian of Yamamoto. "Is the person in front of me Yamamoto?" Master Yi's heart beat faster. Yamamoto, the strongest man in Japan, was known as the patron saint of Japan.

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

“Princess, we need to leave!” The loud thud on the door awoke Maria from her thoughts. Her eyebrows creased as she was annoyed by the sudden interruption. She walked towards the door and opened it, standing right outside was a tall, sturdy man. Sweat poured unceasingly from his forehead down to his chin, Maria looked at his hand, and the sword he held. Bloodstains, she thought. “Lord Falstad, why is there blood on your sword?” Staring straight at Falstad, she asked in concern. A mutiny perhaps? Unlikely, there are knights in the castle far better in swordsmanship than Falstad.

After all, they were all formidable geniuses who had been famous for a long time. Among the nine Emperor-level disciples, there were two who used long swords. One of them was the White Sword Emperor. The White Sword Emperor was mysterious and invincible. However, he kept a low profile, so there was less information about him. The other one was Star Sword Emperor. He was also a peerless genius of sword. It was said that his long sword had once torn apart a top expert in the Spirit. He was a cold and cruel man, and he was very keen on interests. It was said that if he was given enough benefits, he could even kill his relatives.

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.