第1章 少馆主

Young Master

The light of the church shines upon the world, and mechanical armor soars through the sky. Do you think: Can the sickle tear through the mecha, and can the hammer rebuild faith?

[Swords, spears, clubs, and clubs are no match for firearms and mechas, and half a lifetime of hard training is no match for prosthetic transformation. You say: How can weapons be so inconvenient?!]

[After swinging the blade thousands of times, resonating with the weapon, you created: 'Breathing Resonance Method']

[Anything made of iron can tear apart mechas. You created the "Slashing Weapon Style"]

[Swords cut through iron, spears roam like dragons, and staffs sweep mountains and rivers. You have created the "Extraordinary Way of War."]

[The country has been in ruins for hundreds of years, and the people are like dust. I hold the sword in my hand and forge a path forward!]

…

In the 500th year of Tianxia, ​​the Gray Tower descended.

People are divided into different classes, and the tower is hundreds of steps high.

A warrior has no way forward, he is destroyed by a single shot.

The technological side is locked and there is no progress.

The extraordinary ones are high above, while the ordinary people are like duckweed in the water.

Some people ascend to heaven just to become the best among humans.

Zhou Chen swung his sword, only to find that there was no one above his head.

"I am the sword bearer of Tianxia, ​​and I should bear the sword for all the people of the world."

The three-foot-long sword in the palm of your hand, can it prove your sword skills?

From [Single Sword] to [Hundred Weapons], [Hundred Weapons] to [One Sword]

——When a swordsman swings his blade, he should compete with the stars for brilliance!

At this moment, the sword is ringing!

(3.2 million words completed, character guaranteed)

【教会神光照耀世人，机械装甲翱翔天际，你想：镰刀能否撕裂机甲，重锤可否重铸信仰？】
  【刀枪棍棒不及枪械机甲，苦练半生不及义体改造，你说：兵刃岂是如此不便之物！】
  【千百次挥刃，与兵刃共鸣，你创造了：『呼吸共鸣法』】
  【凡铁之物，亦可撕裂机甲，你创造了：『斩兵式』】
  【刀剑斩铁、长枪游龙、棍扫山河。你开创了『超凡-兵道』】
  【国倾数百载，黎民似尘埃，剑自掌中握，开出前路来！】
   ……
  天夏500年，灰塔降临。
  人分三六九等，塔高百阶千丈。 
  武夫者无前路，一枪崩了。
  科技侧被锁死，毫无寸进。
  超凡者高高在上，世人似水中浮萍。
  有人登天，全为争当人上人。
  周宸挥剑，只为头顶没有人。
  “我为天夏持剑人，当为天下人持剑。”
  掌中青锋三尺，可否剑证超凡？  
  从【单刀】到【百兵】，【百兵】至【一剑】
 ——剑者挥刃，当与群星争辉！
 此刻，剑鸣之时！
（已完本三百二十万字作品，人品有保障）