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Na: Caleb
Race: Human
Age: ???
Rank: Taboo Energy (Grade 4) 95,580/1,000,000 Tier 8 Ghost (Destiny) Sword Disciple (1st Realm)
Physique: 1000 [Strength, Stamina, Endurance, Agility, Flexibility, Power, Etc...]
Spirit: 1000 [ntal Strength, ntal Resistance, Reaction Speed, Perception, Five Senses, Dynamic Vision, ntal Energy, Intelligence, Energy Recovery Rate, Soul Def, Soul Strength, Etc...]
Abilities:
-Passive Skill-
Shadow Sense. Epheral Cloak.
-Active Skill-
Gum Gum Rubber. Taboo Energy Sensitivity. Phantom Step. Hardening. Shadow Veil. Color Manipulation (Limited).
Sword Skills:
Sword Aura (Toggled on/off)
Tip: The basic attribute of a normal human is 5. Continue reading on empire
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Yes, there was another section added to his interface called Sword Skills. As for aning, it was rather self-explanatory. These are the skills that co from the swordsman power system.
He didn't need to read the description since he already knows how it works. Another thing is, his realm or proficiency in sword was listed as Sword Disciple on the rank section. This ans he has now officially three power systems on his body!
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Rozho strolled down the bustling city road, soaking in the morning vibe. The sun was playing peek-a-boo through the buildings, and the streets were coming alive with the rhythm of city life. Now, Rozho wasn't on a casual morning stroll – he had so serious sword business to attend to.
He pushed the door of the blacksmith shop, and the little bell above it jingled. Inside, the clang of tal against tal created a rhythmic symphony. Rozho approached the blacksmith, a burly guy with a bearded face, intense eyes, and hands that looked like they'd seen more fire than a dragon.
"Hey, Guing," Rozho greeted, handing over his black sword. "I've got sothing for you." He pulled out the Jeju Ice Bean material, a rare find that could add a cool attribute to his trusty weapon.
Guing, with his blacksmith's apron and a face that showed years of craftsmanship, raised an eyebrow. "Jeju Ice Bean, huh? You don't see that every day. Alright, leave it to ."
As Guing got to work, Rozho couldn't help but eavesdrop on the conversations happening around the shop. Passersby were chattering about the legendary blacksmith, Guing.
"He's a 5-star blacksmith, you know. The best in the business."
"Have you heard? He's the creator of the Swan Sword, the one the king wields!"
"Swan Sword, man! I heard it can cut through anything like butter."
Curiosity piqued, Rozho leaned in to catch more snippets of conversation. Apparently, Guing wasn't always a renowned blacksmith. Rumor had it he started as a wood plumber, hands rough from working with logs. The turning point? So mysterious figure saw his incredible hand dexterity and absolute focus while he was plumbing on the side road. Talk about a life-changing encounter.
The passersby weren't shy about sharing the deets either. "He's the real deal. Takes his ti with every piece. That's why he's so darn expensive."
"Minimum of 5 gold coins just to get him to look at your weapon. You better be loaded if you want Guing's touch."
Rozho's eyes widened at the ntion of the cost. "Expensive, huh?" he mumbled to himself.
Guing, overhearing the chatter, chuckled. "Quality cos at a price, young man. Now, let's see what we can do with this Jeju Ice Bean."
As Guing continued his work, Rozho pondered the weight of the reputation surrounding this blacksmith. The Swan Sword, the king's blade, and now, Guing was going to put his craftsmanship into Rozho's black sword. It felt like a big deal, and Rozho couldn't help but wonder if the weapon he would gift to Caleb would now carry a piece of that legendary touch.
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Rozho's found himself chilling, watching this dude nad Guing doing his blacksmith magic. The whole place is heating up, sparks flying, and you'd think Guing's forging Excalibur or sothing. It's a show, man.
Guing's in this absolute focus mode, like he's in a trance, whispering sweet nothings to the tal he's working on. Rozho's just standing there, trying to peek into the secrets of blacksmithing. But Guing's not spilling the beans; he's in the zone, and you don't interrupt a guy when he's creating sword masterpieces.
Outside, a crowd gathers like they're waiting for a rock concert. People are whispering, "Here it is! Guing's Absolute Focus!" It's like he's got so superpower that turns iron into gold or sothing. The crowd's eyes are on Guing, and you can feel the awe in the air.
Rozho, being the cool guy he is, is in on the Guing fan club. He's nodding like, "Yeah, that's my man at work." But nobody's spilling the blacksmithing tea because Guing's the silent genius type.
Eventually, soone from the crowd can't hold it in and yells, "Hey, Guing, what's the secret sauce?" And Guing? Stone-cold, silent. The man's like a vault, not giving away the magic words of blacksmithing.
The crowd starts talking, though. "Man, I got this sword from Guing, and let tell you, it's like holding a piece of heaven." Rozho's hearing the praises, and he's thinking, 'Okay, maybe I should get one too?'
He was now tempted. Aside from his gift for Caleb, he began to doubt if he needed to save again for another one for himself.
They start this impromptu Guing appreciation club. People are sharing stories about how they asked him to customize weapons, and it's like talking about a wizard who granted their weapon wishes. They're throwing complints around like confetti.
Talk drifts to the qualities of the swords – sharpness, durability, the whole package. Soone even throws in a, "My sword's so good; I cut my vegetables with it." Now that's a quality sword, right?
Then cos the talk about the price. It's not cheap, let's be real. But everyone's like, "Worth every gold coin!" They're saying they'd sell their grandma's heirloom for another Guing creation. Two people even spill the beans, saying they're saving every gold coin they find on the street just to afford Guing's magic touch again.
Rozho's ears are ringing with praise for Guing. He's thinking, 'Okay, this guy's the real deal.' The crowd's buzzing, people are exchanging nods of approval, and Guing's just there, still in his blacksmithing trance.
As Rozho's soaking it all in, he can't help but grin. It's like being in the presence of a legend. Guing's not just a blacksmith; he's a sword sorcerer, turning chunks of tal into treasures.
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