"Aoyama-kun." Nakajima's throat was like two pieces of tree bark grinding together. She said, "Now let your military put the missile system into pre-launch mode immediately. Once Miyamoto-kun falls, launch it immediately!"
"clear!"
The highest-ranking general beside her nodded, and then sent the order back through the commander.
At this point, even Nakajima Sa thinks that Miyamoto Mamoru's hope of winning this battle is slim. After all, the second class is a golden signature of the Miyamoto family. Even if he has now mastered the strongest swordsmanship, the second class is still powerful. The second most powerful one, but when faced with that young man's casual block, this was the result.
Fortunately, the other party had said in advance that he would use three moves.
Next, it depends on how Miyamoto Mamoru performs behind him. If three consecutive moves have no effect, and if he is still standing still, his face will be lost in the Pacific Ocean!
The top of Mount Fuji.
Zhao Fan's hand holding the knife fell, he looked at Miyamoto Mamoru not far away, and said softly: "Two days of first-class, nothing more than that."
As if he had been greatly humiliated, Miyamoto Mamoru stood up straight, holding the black long sword Shadow Boat in one hand, and holding the broken sword Hongfeng between two fingers in the other hand. He did not look at Zhao Fan first, but looked around. He looked around as if looking for something.
"Are you looking for it?"
Zhao Fan slowly stretched out his other hand, and in his palm lay a red blade.
"How could..." Miyamoto Mamoru looked stunned.
"There are indeed two moments." Zhao Fan nodded thoughtfully and said: "This long red knife has just come close to my heart, but it was only close. When it was two centimeters away, it was broken by me. .”
Casually...
Broken...
These five words were like a bomb that hit Miyamoto Mamoru's mind, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
When Zhao Fan spoke, his voice was mixed with a hint of holy power and was clearly transmitted to many cameras in the distance. Through the live broadcast, it fell into the extraordinary ears of the world.
"Zhao Wusheng faced such a terrifying Ertian Yiyi, not only did he feel no pressure, but he also casually broke the red sword of Miyamoto Swordsman?"
"Ahh! Are you sure this is not a god but a human?!"
"How great is my great China!"
"Damn it, what kind of shit luck did China have? Why is Zhao Wusheng not from our EU countries!"
…
Crazy, at this moment, the extraordinary circles in various countries have mixed feelings.
Only in China, it is like celebrating the New Year for the first time. It is a blessing to have such a person in the land of China!
The unprecedented battle at the top of Mount Fuji has only begun and has not yet ended. However, all extraordinary minds have one result in their minds. They feel that it is difficult for the Japanese swordsman to reverse the situation.
After today, the young man from China will fight here to become a god!
…
Beijing.
In the Feng family land, Feng Qingcheng, her parents and many senior members of the clan stared at the screen intently.
"Qingcheng, when did Zhao Wusheng marry you?" Her father couldn't wait any longer.
"Dad, what are you talking about? Watch the live broadcast seriously." Feng Qingcheng's cheeks fluttered with two red clouds. She didn't know how to explain that the visit was just a temporary act.
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Jingzhou.
Ning Xiyu was in the Liu family's mansion, looking at the big screen with Liu Qibi. She was worried and smiled at this moment, "Grandpa Liu, my brother should win, right?"
"Not to mention one Miyamoto Mamoru, even if there are ten or a hundred of them, they will not be a match for the young master."
Liu Qibi knew very well what it meant to crack Mount Fuji with one sword. That was the tip of the iceberg of Zhao Fan's strength. If he exploded with all his strength, I'm afraid the entire mountain would be razed to the ground!
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military.
General Xue, Concubine Tang Shi, and the Fiery Daughters were also watching the unprecedented battle broadcast live on the black market.
