There was a hustle and bustle around the arena. Spectators and vendors gathered at various intersections, discussing the game enthusiastically, crowding the surrounding roads.
In front of the noisy crowd, a silver-haired woman walked towards them.
Her beautiful appearance is like a delicate doll, and her long silver hair makes her as bright as a goddess under the moon. Although she only wears casual clothes such as a T-shirt and trousers, her whole person still has a sense of sanctity that cannot be toyed with.
She looked at the crowd from a distance, her figure swimming among them like a fish.
No one saw her or noticed her.
It was as if she didn't exist in the world before her.
In just a moment, she easily passed through the crowds of people and walked into the arena.
No ticket money was given.
Inside the venue.
"Well done, you are indeed my lovely disciple!"
At the auditorium where Pojun Academy was located, a gray-haired old man suddenly jumped out.
"Scare me! Old-timer, can you stop being so scary?"
Usagi Maru was so frightened that he almost jumped up.
"Master? When did you come?"
Dongtang Daohua was pleasantly surprised.
The old man was wearing a soap-colored loose kimono and holding a cane in his hand. He looked eighty or ninety years old, but he was full of energy. He was none other than the legend of the knights, the God of Fighting Nango Torajiro.
"The old man's words came from the beginning."
Xijing Ningyin curled her lips.
"Junior brother seems to have noticed it too."
And he found it faster than she did, which made her a little unhappy.
"Touka-chan did a great job. You must have worked hard this year to defeat that gun guy."
Nango Torajiro said with a smile.
"Junior brother also helped me a lot."
Dongtang Daohua scratched his head in embarrassment.
If she didn't have her junior brother to help her with temporary special training, she might not be able to defeat Zhuxing Xiongdai.
"The little boy has grown up and knows how to help others."
When Nango Torajiro heard this, he sighed with a long expression.
In the past fourteen years, he had been helped by others, especially him, who had been working for him for more than ten years and made all kinds of connections. Until now, the little boy had finally grown into a towering tree that could shelter the clouds and rain.
"However, only now can we see how far we have grown."
Nango Torajiro muttered secretly.
A week ago, he had a fight with Bizhi and successfully learned Bizhu's swordsmanship, which was a swordsmanship beyond human limits that even he could not learn.
He was quite curious about what level he had evolved to after a week.
"Oh, it seems that the people who care about this outcome are not just old men!"
Nango Torajiro suddenly let out a light sigh.
He cast a meaningful look in the direction of the entrance to the arena.
"Um?"
Xijing Ningyin followed his gaze.
Then the whole person was excited.
The figure of the silver-haired woman suddenly appeared in her eyes.
"That woman...! Why is she here too?"
Xijing Ningyin suddenly became uneasy, as if there was a needle pricking her buttocks.
Just looking at that woman, she felt butterflies in her heart and had the urge to run away!
"Didn't I tell you? You care about me, little bastard!"
Nango Torajiro showed a wicked smile.
"Oh, it would be great if I could turn my little love into my apprentice's wife!"
"Old man, did you come here specifically to cause trouble for me!"
Xijing Ningyin's eyes twitched and she shouted loudly.
"Apprentice's wife? Who?"
Dongtang Daohua was startled and suddenly became nervous.
Could it be that in Master's eyes, is there a more suitable candidate for his apprentice's wife?
She quickly looked around, but couldn't find the so-called more suitable candidate.
"Don't be nervous, you can come together! The little boy will definitely be happy to do it!"
Nango Torajiro laughed and covered his mouth with great joy.
"Disrespecting the elderly!"
Xijing Ningyin gave him a sharp look.
"Ah ha ha……"
Dongtang Daohua could only laugh along.
It is impossible for someone as simple as Junior Brother to accept this kind of suggestion.
...No way?
what happened?
Why doesn't she have any confidence in her heart?
Guidehara Kanata looked at several people quietly.
He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it.
the other side.
The silver-haired woman stood in front of the railing.
She was clearly standing there, but no one around her noticed her. She was just venting her passion on the field.
"Let me see how far you can evolve."
The woman thought so in her heart.
…………
The battle circle is paved with white stone bricks made of special materials, which are incredibly hard and can even resist the bombardment of artillery shells.
In this battle circle, which is only a hundred meters in radius, under the impassioned introduction of the host.
Jiang Li walked in slowly.
Opposite him, the figure of a man with long black hair and loose clothes was clearly visible. The slender nodachi in his hand reflected the light cold light.
"Being able to survive under Bi Yi's sword is worthy of praise."
The Black Iron King held the Nodachi that was always attached to his body with a cold expression.
"But don't think that it's due to your strength. That woman has a soft-hearted character. As long as she is not offended, anyone can survive in her hands... She will even take the initiative to save people she doesn't know, just because The other person is a child."
He closed his eyes, seeming to think of some unpleasant memories.
"Maybe you're right."
Jiang Li pondered and agreed with the Black Iron King's statement.
That woman does have a kind side to her sword.
"However, it's not up to you to make a conclusion about my strength."
"Humph, you're still being stubborn."
The Black Iron King seemed to be amused.
"Then let me teach you a lesson and let you understand that your strength is not worth mentioning in front of a truly strong person!"
"Appreciate further details."
Jiang Li also smiled.
His eyes were like looking at the frog in the well.
"Both sides, unfold your spiritual equipment!"
Shinguji Kurono's voice came.
Jiang Li silently stretched out his hand, and the silver-white sword, shining with beautiful luster like ripples of light, appeared in his hand from shallow to deep.
Shinguji Kurono looked extremely serious.
Both of them are the most outstanding swordsmen of the contemporary era. One careless move may lead to tragedy, so she must be extremely alert!
She glanced at the two people on the field and saw that they were both ready.
"——let's go ahead!"
The moment he waved his hand, the big screen suddenly turned bright red.
The words "start of the game" burst into the audience's sight with great impact, and everyone's enthusiasm was instantly ignited!
"Tsk!"
The moment the battle started, Black Iron Ouma drew his Nodachi.
The knife slashed out with a swing.
In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere was torn apart, and a vacuum crack suddenly appeared in the air!
"Wind Blade!"
The huge atmospheric blade pressed from the front to the opposite side.
"It's amazing! At the beginning of the game, the Gale Sword Emperor was the first to launch a fierce attack! He cut off the atmosphere and formed a blade of wind. What a fast move! The speed is comparable to the Raikiri of Dongdang Touka, supersonic. One knife? It’s too scary!”
There were exclamations from the commentary desk.
7017k
