&Quot; how can we not have a chance? as long as we persist for ten years, we will definitely have a chance. &Quot; A voice suddenly sounded. Zhao Hai turned around and saw that it was his battalion commander. He walked over and looked at Zhao Hai,"Where's your saber? Remember, this is the sharp swords Battalion. In here, you must never let your weapon leave your hand because you must be ready to fight at any time. Those shadow race guys won't be polite, they will attack at any time."
Zhao Hai smiled. With a wave of his hand, a long saber appeared in his hand. The saber had changed its appearance. The blade was full of wavy patterns and the edge was shining with a cold light. It was obvious that it was a rare treasure saber. It was completely different from the rusty saber that Zhao Hai had previously held.
