Soon, Si Wulu ushered in the next round of opponents, the talented young man William III who made Sachs defeated and convinced of the strength of that military commander.
The conference seemed to want to decide the champion within one day, and Si Wulu was rushed onto the field before his chair even got hot.
This approach directly resulted in some players not having enough rest time and becoming exhausted, or they were injured in the previous round of battles, which resulted in them not being able to fully demonstrate their strength in the following battles.
But everyone was helpless about this unreasonable arrangement, because it was a direct order from the city lord Yinhai Mengcan, and in the city of Das Laga, he was God, and no one dared to disobey his order.
In the field, Si Wulu closed his eyes and concentrated, quietly waiting for the signal to fight. Suddenly, Si Wulu suddenly felt a fierce murderous intent locking onto him. Si Wulu opened his eyes and looked up, only to see a young man wearing a white warrior uniform and holding a famous sword studded with gems standing opposite him, staring at him with a sneer and an undisguised smile.
This young man has an arrogant look on his face, and he looks like he has his own way of doing things. He always exudes an air of aloofness, and you can tell at a glance that he is a disciple who has just come out of a wealthy family. As soon as he came on the scene, he released his aura of being a military commander without hesitation, as if he was bound to win this battle.
Si Wulu smiled friendly at the young man. After all, Si Wulu was quite happy to meet such an opponent.
The young man ignored Si Wulu's friendliness, but felt that Si Wulu was showing weakness to him, so he shouted to Si Wulu unscrupulously: "Black-haired boy, get out of your way wisely, otherwise you will take action soon, and I will Afraid I’ll beat you to death.”
The smile on Si Wulu's face remained the same, but his grip on Onikiri tightened again and again, and he continued to close his eyes to rest, still standing quietly at the other end of the field. This scene directly made the young man opposite him feel angry. Ever since he was a child, no one had dared to look down on him so much.
"Brother Si Wu Lu is so unlucky to meet the genius who defeated my cousin Saxophone." In the audience, Meng Keer looked at the venue with a worried look.
"It's really unlucky. If he hadn't met this powerful opponent, I believe he could have gone further with his strength." Sachs echoed not far away.
Deep down in Sachs's heart, he was actually very happy to see this situation. Because he stopped at the preliminary round, he naturally didn't want Si Wulu to keep winning, otherwise he would become a joke if he took Si Wulu's place in the competition.
What's more, his favorite cousin Monica seemed to have some differences with this black-haired lucky bastard, which made him feel a huge crisis, so he didn't want Si Wulu to win even more.
With the sound of war drums, the battle finally began. Si Wulu suddenly opened his eyes, pulled out the Onikiri suddenly, and rushed towards the opposite side like a tiger.
At the same time, when Si Wulu opened his eyes, the talented young man suddenly remembered that he had not informed Si Wulu of his name. He has always had the habit of informing his opponents of his name. In his words, if you want to become famous in the world, you must start with everyone, and the defeated opponent is the best "everyone".
So, William III pulled out the precious sword in his hand and shouted to Si Wulu so that everyone in the Colosseum could hear his voice: "I belong to the great William family. ..."
It's a pity that Si Wulu has never been accustomed to his opponent's hobby. He came to William III in one stride and raised his knife to strike in the air, leaving no room for his opponent.
At this time, William III, who was still posing on the spot, was stunned. In a hurry, he could only block with his sword horizontally. He was suddenly at a disadvantage and was completely suppressed by Si Wulu. Si Wulu's actual combat experience was so rich. Seeing that the opportunity was unmissable, he no longer held back and tried his best to attack William III.
One is dedicated to killing the enemy, while the other is hastily fighting. The battle of masters is fought on the front line. William III suddenly lost the opportunity and could only resist. After a few moves, he was like a small boat in the stormy waves, surrounded by dangers.
William III was shocked and angry. What surprised him was the strength of his opponent and the speed of his sword skills. What makes him angry is that his opponent's lack of martial ethics and his own carelessness have led to such a situation. He has not yet used even one-tenth of his ability, and has been beaten by his opponent without even being able to fight back.
On the high platform of the auditorium, a beautiful middle-aged woman in costume suddenly snorted coldly and said with a gloomy face: "You are indeed a foreigner. You are really a barbarian. You don't understand etiquette at all. How to deal with such foreigners?" , we shouldn’t use our civilized people’s practice of being polite first and then fighting. William is just too polite and thinks everyone is observing etiquette like him, so he was taken advantage of by the aliens from this barbaric land.”
This middle-aged beautiful woman was the guardian who accompanied William III on his training trip. As a well-established family of the Iron Throne, the William family had to show some respect to Yinhai Mengcan, the lord of Dathraga City.
At this moment, seeing her outstanding junior being suppressed on the field, and being a foreigner who was extremely lowly in her eyes, the middle-aged beautiful woman naturally couldn't be happy in her heart.
A tall man with a short beard sitting not far from the middle-aged beautiful woman sneered and said: "As the saying goes, the arena is like a battlefield. Naturally, you must use any means. Why are there so many bells and whistles? In a life-and-death fight, life does not tolerate any sloppiness. The grass on the graves of those idiots who are slowly gesticulating with others is probably half a meter high."
After hearing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman's face became even more gloomy. She naturally understood this truth, but whether she understood it or not was another matter.
But fortunately, this short-bearded man still had some eyes. After seeing the displeased expression of the middle-aged beautiful woman, he immediately changed the subject: "Actually, this boy from the William family is quite good, but his actual combat experience is a bit lacking. With his extreme talent, with a little experience in the future, he will definitely have a bright future. In the future, he may not be able to reach the position of general of the empire. "
Facts have proved that women love to hear compliments, even older women. The complexion of this middle-aged beauty has indeed improved a lot, but she is still full of disdain when she looks at Si Wulu.
On the court, although William III was completely at a disadvantage, he was a child of a high-ranking family after all. With his superb martial arts, he was still struggling to support himself, which could be said to be full of resilience. It’s just that anyone with a discerning eye can see that William III’s defeat will happen sooner or later.
Blindly passive defense will eventually reveal a flaw. "Oops!" William III secretly screamed. Immediately afterwards, the demon sword struck like lightning. William III could only barely block, and the middle door suddenly opened wide. Then Si Wulu hit him with a backhand with the hilt of the knife, and the violent original energy rushed in.
William III was immediately severely wounded and fell to the ground, losing his fighting power.
"You." William III staggered and tried to stand up, but finally gave up after trying several times. In the end, he could only stare at Si Wu Lu hatefully, as if he wanted to chop Si Wu Lu into pieces and eat him.
Si Wulu smiled kindly at him, then put away the demon sword and turned to leave. As for William III's hatred, have you ever seen a tiger care about the howling of a wild boar?
In fact, Si Wulu showed mercy at the last moment, otherwise what hit William III was not the handle but the blade, and it would not just be a matter of falling and losing combat effectiveness. It's just that William III was so angry at this time that he couldn't notice it yet. Because the General Assembly did not stipulate that no one should kill people.
Si Wulu came to the rest area, but unexpectedly saw Famaluo waiting for him.
"Good fight!" Vamoluo suddenly handed over a white towel.
"Thank you!" Si Wulu replied calmly, but instead of picking up the towel, he walked to the seat next to him.
Facing this man who had met once before, although Famaluo had never shown a trace of malice toward Si Wulu, for some reason, Si Wulu still instinctively wanted to stay away from him.
The closer he gets to this man, Si Wulu can always feel a needle-like feeling between his eyebrows. This is a very sinister man. There seems to be a mysterious power hidden in his body, which is far more than what he looks like on the outside. Much more dangerous.
When Famaluo saw Si Wulu's resistance, he didn't care too much. Instead, he left directly after giving a few instructions. Vamaluo knew that he could not eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he was not in a hurry, and conquering thorny flowers would give him more pleasure. Have you ever noticed that the most beautiful flowers in the garden are often covered with thorns?
The next round of competition came soon, and the next few Si Wulu encountered were warrior-level opponents. Perhaps they were the best among the younger generation, but facing Si Wulu, who had the strength of a military general, he still Not enough, after spending a little time on each of them, Si Wulu successfully won all the victories.
On the other hand, in another sixteen-to-eight competition, Youyin, who liked to wear black robes to hide his strength as a military general, met another military general-level opponent. The two fought hard, and the fight was dark. In the end, Youyin narrowly won with a unique move.
Although Youyin won, he had to give up the next round of competition due to excessive injuries. On the other hand, his opponent in the next round saw how strong he was. He originally wanted to go through the motions, show his face to the conference, and then go back home after saying a few words, but in the end, he advanced directly to the semi-finals of the conference without any effort. , it can be said that there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave.
