The Emperor actually called himself the Sword Saint, which surprised Yanagi Sora and Weiwei. He knew that he had not even started to refine his internal organs. In terms of realm, he could not be called the Sword Saint.

But on this occasion, he would naturally not be stupid enough to refute the Emperor.

He raised his left hand and gently took off the mask from his face.

Under the white mask is a face that is beyond everyone's expectations.

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"Masako, Masako, wake up!" Seeing the game over, at Yagyu's house, Yagyu and Shima discovered that their wife had fainted on the sofa.

"Ah——, Yuanhe!" Nanda Masako, who was pinched by her husband and rubbed her chest, had her first thought, "My poor son! He was only fourteen years old! He broke his hand!"

"Yuan and him are fine, don't worry, his hand has been connected!" Yanagi and Shirou saw that their wife's tears were flowing out, and quickly pointed at the TV screen, holding the martial soul cup and bowing to the audience below to thank the son.

Masako Nanda looked over with tears in her eyes, huh, her son's arms were growing well on her body!

"Wow, I'm not dreaming? Modern medical technology is so developed? So quickly Yuanhe's hand is connected?"

"Yuan He has become the Sword Saint, the first Japanese sword saint in five hundred years! Emperor Chengping personally admitted it! As for Yuan He's hand, you won't believe it. It was this hand that flew from the ground and grew back to Yuan He's arms. Yuan He is really not as strong as a human being!"
Chapter completed!