When the two of them simultaneously unleashed their second strike, it was actually Gal who was defeated first.
The Sword God whom the students considered omnipotent.
Nina's eyes widened, her azure eyes filled with disbelief.
Eris wore a smug expression, while Rudeus looked as if he expected it.
Ghislaine, on the other hand, remained expressionless.
Gal was stunned.
Gal couldn't understand how he had lost until the moment he lost.
His sword retrieval was faster than his opponent's, and he had indeed timed it perfectly, launching his attack first with what could almost be called a pitiful amount of time.
No matter how he looked at it, there was only one possible outcome of their sparring.
That was Gal emerging victorious, and Roa being prematurely defeated due to his slight mistake.
However, reality always likes to play jokes.
Gal looked up at the standing young man, a hint of bitterness on his face.
The young man bathed in sunlight, his golden hair swaying slightly in the autumn breeze, Roa stood there, tall and straight, the young man's shadow reminded Gal of his younger days.
It seemed that he, too, had stood there at that time, defeating the Sword God with his longsword, accepting the title of Sword God with a smile as the other party wore a disappointed expression. At that time, he was as high-spirited as Roa.
No, he might have been even more arrogant back then, perhaps saying some mocking words, the curve of his lips even wider.
In short, he wouldn't have been as calm as the young man before him.
Gal stood up, and in that moment, he seemed to have aged several years, his spine no longer as straight. Gal walked up to Roa and said, "How should I put it, congratulations, you have successfully surpassed me."
None of the surrounding students spoke, they were all just quietly watching Roa and Gal.
The event was too sudden, and it happened too quickly, so much so that everyone was a bit dazed.
Gal had also anticipated that Roa would be able to defeat him, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
How long had it been? Half a month?
How old was the boy, still fifteen years old.
Who would believe it if he said it out loud? A fifteen-year-old Sword Emperor was already outrageous enough, a fifteen-year-old Sword God, he was afraid no one would believe it if he said it out loud.
But the truth was right in front of him, no matter how outrageous it was, Gal had to suppress himself and choose to believe it.
Roa just looked at Gal, the old Sword God had a forced smile on his lips, but anyone could tell it was a forced smile.
But thinking about it, not everyone can truly be selfless. Seeing their disciple surpass them, there will certainly be comfort and joy, but more often than not, there will be disappointment.
Roa came to Gal's side and didn't say much, just said, "My swordsmanship hasn't surpassed you yet, I just used a little trick just now, well, to be precise, it's a talent, a talent related to time, you can feel it too, right? That slash wasn't something I could do at my level."
Roa's words had a bit of comfort in them, and if you had to count it, wasn't this also a kind of strength?
Gal blinked when he heard this, the disappointment in his eyes faded a little, he didn't speak, waiting for Roa to continue.
Roa sighed and said, "In short, I can't bear the reputation of Sword God yet, and I can't really become the Sword God and sit in the Holy Land of Swords all the time. Compared to you, my feelings for the Holy Land of Swords are very weak, and I have more things that need me to do, so, let's put the title of Sword God on you for now."
Gal's eyes narrowed slightly, and the right hand holding the wooden sword exerted a little force. Gal just snorted coldly at Roa's words and said, "Why say so much, you won, you won. I've been in the position of Sword God for decades, and I expected this day to come. From today onwards, you are the new Sword God."
When these words came out of Gal's mouth, everyone was in an uproar.
Nina even had an unbelievable look on her face.
Looking at the old man standing in front, whose posture was already a little hunched, she felt for the first time that her father was not omnipotent, and he had become much older.
Roa shrugged, he had already given him a way out, but the old guy was stubborn and suffered the consequences. He couldn't blame him if he couldn't think straight.
Roa didn't dwell on the title of who was the Sword God, Roa continued, "In short, you taught me, so you are my master. As I said above, I'm very busy and can't stay in the Holy Land of Swords all the time. I need more time to study other things. The Holy Land of Swords still needs you to maintain it. You've been in the Holy Land of Swords for decades, and the Holy Land of Swords is like a home to you. You have your own disciples and daughters here. You love this place more than I do. I think that even if I become the new Sword God, you can continue to stay in the Holy Land of Swords and teach them. They need you more than I do."
Roa's words were sincere, and that's what he really thought.
Gal's eyes stared straight at Roa, his old face staring straight at Roa, as if trying to see something from Roa's face.
Gal's lips twitched slightly, this usually straightforward, seemingly unrestrained old man would also have this attitude, which made Roa feel a little funny.
The two didn't look at each other for too long, Gal only saw sincerity from Roa's face. He patted Roa on the shoulder and suddenly laughed, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally said loudly, "You kid, you're good at talking, much better than us old roughnecks. You're right, but if it were someone else, they'd probably want me to pack up and get out of here. I appreciate your kindness. I really have people I can't let go of, so I'll shamelessly stay here. Of course, the title of Sword God is already yours. From the moment I was defeated, the name of the Sword God on the stone tablet is already yours."
The two's conversation didn't hide from the disciples present, and everyone was a little numb at this time.
The Holy Land of Swords had changed hands at this moment.
The name of the Sword God had also become Roa at this moment.
But the old Sword God was still sitting in the Holy Land of Swords, the Holy Land of Swords seemed to have changed a little, but it seemed that nothing had changed.
This was an introduction, but also a foreshadowing.
Just like all the novels foreshadow, from the beginning Roa showed his strength, to now Roa can defeat the Sword God, although according to Roa's statement is to use talent, but isn't this also a kind of strength?
Roa brought too many surprises to everyone, but this surprise was also in the foreshadowing.
Compared to Roa's busy figure, Rudeus seemed very casual.
At this time, Rudeus was surrounded by a group of children who were a few years older than him.
The Holy Land of Swords doesn't have a certain age requirement for accepting disciples, but the youngest is over ten years old. With Rudeus's arrival, the youngest disciple directly became him.
However, Rudeus is also a person who has lived a second life, although he looks young, he actually has a lot of thoughts.
Rudeus was now showing off his knowledge, talking about some topics between boys.
Rudeus looked like an old man, and said to a shy young man beside him, "Kid, I already know your troubles, is it that you don't know how to talk to girls?"
The young man nodded. In the Holy Land of Swords, of course, it's not just training.
The boring daily life is often embellished with other things.
And it just so happens that there are quite a few female swordsmen in the Holy Land of Swords, accounting for a ratio of seven to three.
Of course, 70% are boys and 30% are girls.
This is actually an extremely exaggerated level.
After all, the status of women in Central Europe is really not high. This is not to say that women are weaker than men, but that the population base is there. In this era, female swordsmen who grow up normally are indeed weaker than male swordsmen.
Of course, this is not entirely true.
Ghislaine perfectly explained what muscles are.
It's not just the difference in physique, but also some other factors that ultimately lead to this result.
But the Holy Land of Swords is still good. Compared to other swordsmanship schools, it may be that the entire dojo is full of muscle bros. The proportion of the Holy Land of Swords is still acceptable.
With girls, the boys naturally have more tricks.
The mechanism of this dojo is a bit like the school in the previous life.
But it's much freer than school.
Except for the necessary training time every week, Gal basically doesn't care about these students at other times. As long as they don't fight and beat people half to death, or suddenly get someone pregnant, Gal basically doesn't care about it.
Of course, all of this is on the premise that you still have the energy to do these things.
And in fact, some students who have just started learning swords basically don't have the mind to consider these things.
Gal's training volume is completely determined by his mood. The usual basic training is not much, of course, this is for students who have been in the Holy Land of Swords for more than two years. These students already have a certain foundation, and their physical fitness has reached a qualified level.
And for those students who have just arrived, it's completely a nightmare start.
They often get scolded by Gal for not meeting the training volume, and because some students are not born into noble families, they look much thinner in terms of physique. The so-called "poor scholars and rich warriors" is like this. Their physique can't keep up with others, their bodies are not good enough, they lack nutrition for a long time, and they faint after a few more exercises.
Of course, such students are still a minority. When Gal was young, he would go out and take in some poor people on the roadside.
Now that he's old, he's seen more things, and he's also suffered some losses in this regard, and he's become more mature.
Maybe when he was young, Gal would reach out and take in a pitiful child as a disciple, but now he won't take in disciples so easily.
He will still reach out, but don't think about becoming a disciple.
Unless the other party is willing to take the initiative to find the Holy Land of Swords and move the old guy with a sincere attitude, otherwise, he will only give them a meal and then wave his sleeves.
These are all digressions, in short, the current students are still in good physical condition.
Of course, if the old man is unhappy and insists on torturing the students, everyone can only endure it, and then lie down for a day or two with back pain.
But this situation is still rare.
And now, those young students are already in their teens, which is the time of puberty.
Teenagers always have a vague feeling, whether for boys or girls, there will be a feeling of heartbeat acceleration.
In other words, the air is filled with the smell of hormones.
In other words, sex hormones are secreted in excess, and everyone wants to do something to whoever they see.
Rudeus didn't show off at first, and everyone just thought that Roa was Rudeus's big brother, and his background was strong enough. If they offended Rudeus, they would have to think carefully.
Later, Rudeus took the initiative to integrate into everyone, and everyone also found that Rudeus was actually a very easy-going person, without the feeling of nobles being superior to commoners. Over time, everyone gradually became enthusiastic.
Friends, they will always make some dirty jokes at night, which is the same whether it is now or in ancient times.
At night, the boys will say some frivolous words, discussing which girl is better looking, how enchanting her figure is, and so on.
It can only be said that boys are like this, especially at this age.
Whenever this time, everyone will get together and discuss it.
Of course, Gino is also among them, but he mostly participates as a listener.
And at this stage, Rudeus showed amazing talent.
Rudeus relied on his ability to remember everything, and could accurately tell everyone the three sizes of each girl.
"That girl, is her name Tina? So-so, bust 84 cm, waist 61 cm, hips 90 cm, belongs to the standard level, what? You ask what are the three sizes? You really are, sigh, let me tell you this, bust equals height × 0.535, waist equals height × 0.365, hips equals height × 0.565, ah? You don't understand this either?"
Then Rudeus began to explain his views and opinions on the three sizes, and made a detailed summary and a set of offensives, and then compared and demonstrated to give everyone a rough probability.
The more everyone listened, the more shocked they became, and then they all gave Rudeus a thumbs up and said with admiration, "Rudeus, you are really amazing, really, I didn't even know there was such a thing."
"Is the person who researched this a genius? How did he do it?"
The young people gathered together and made a fuss, their faces full of admiration, and even Gino, who had been eavesdropping next to him, couldn't help but agree and calculated Nina's three sizes in his mind.
The calculation was very unsuccessful, Gino had not learned arithmetic and could not calculate it at all.
It was also from this time that Rudeus's status among the young people was infinitely elevated, especially after hearing that Rudeus also had a lovely fiancée, everyone was even more jealous and their eyes turned red.