"Xu Dao pays his respects to Your Majesty!"
Xu Dao saluted.
"You are a swordfighter, a Xuan God Quadruple expert who has come to Dawu willingly."
Chu Yuan scrutinized Xu Dao with an aura of majesty.
Xu Dao was a rare swordfighter.
In the eternal universe, there were plenty of warriors who wielded swords, but few could truly call themselves swordfighters.
Such people cherished their swords more than life, focused solely on sword cultivation, their swords were everything to them, and they were mad for swords.
"As a swordfighter, one must engage in duels with countless formidable experts to become stronger. Dawu has many strong opponents. Here, I can find more opponents to duel with, far more than elsewhere."
Presented before Chu Yuan, Xu Dao, the fearless swordfighter, found himself overwhelmed by the Emperor's aura, completely devoid of courage to even unsheathe his sword.
