: Fourth year story 017, contestants

"Woo..."
A mouthful of blood spurted from Al's mouth. He was originally wearing a thick armor on his stomach, but now, this armor is completely sunken.
And in the center of the depression is a wooden long stick. The owner of the hand holding the stick has brown pupils and red hair like fire.
"whispering sound."
A sneer, from the corner of that arrogant mouth. The long stick was pulled out, a tiny bit of blood stuck to his head. The stick still sticking to blood rolled around in the air, and after drawing a perfect blood-colored circle, it quietly retracted from Duan's back. And that Al's eyes gradually turned white, and after a twitching all over...
Fell to the ground and stopped moving.
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One blow, just one blow.
Crazy martial arts, just one blow to defeat opponents of the same level. His movements are rough, sturdy, powerful but fast. After playing, Anon completely restored the Nolius family's face with just this blow, making his father a smug smile for the first time.
Can do...!
Duke Nolius glanced at Duke Goodsay, who was obviously panicked over there, and sneered secretly.
Absolutely! As long as I am on the court... as long as "him" is on the court, it will definitely work!

"Heart martial arts... mad... isn't it?"
Xing Li sat in her seat, propped her chin, and watched the man who won the victory and walked out slowly. Her expression looked very solemn. If an ordinary person saw it, she might think she was worried that there would be such a strong opponent among the contestants.
"Crazy martial arts...people who use this martial arts...most of them are... ah, bun?"
Thinking, was interrupted by a little girl's pull. Looking down, Little Bread ran by her side somehow, pulling her skirt. Xing Li smiled and touched her head. Bun laughed again, opening his hands and cheering constantly. But it didn't take long for the little girl who was running around was hugged back by the idiot.
"Mr. Xiaobai, to be honest, I just hoped that you were on the stage, and I didn't want to see this person on the stage."
The idiot stopped and glanced at her with cold eyes.
"………………why."
"Because... he would actually choose the mad martial arts, which means..."
Amidst the noise, Xing Li explained to the idiot what mad martial arts were. During this time, the second round of selection has begun.
"What is announced now is the opponent for the second round of competition! The first fighter selected by the princess is... No. 3, a three-year-old Jiying contestant of the martial arts elementary department! The number selected by the Jiying contestant is... No. 22 !"
Xingli was stunned for a moment, and looked up, only to see a man with knives tied to both hands and feet was already running back and forth on the field, paying tribute to the audience. She smiled, bent over and pulled the zipper of her bag. But when the zipper was halfway up, her movements suddenly froze.
The idiot looked at her, waiting for her next move. But soon, Xing Li straightened up again, looked around, and walked to the boy who had just lost the game.
"Excuse me..."
The boy was crying in tears, but when Xingli stood in front of him and smiled politely at him, he straightened up quickly, looking at her nervously.
"What...what's the matter?!"
"Sir, can I ask you to borrow your sword?"
The boy stared at Xingli with a weird look. It seemed to him that the woman in front of him was "obviously thin and too weak. After blushing for a long time, he finally passed the sword in his hand." Past.
Xing Li took the sword with both hands, holding it in his arms like a baby and stroking it gently. After confirming the weight and length of the sword, she smiled at the other party again, waved the blade of the sword, and walked into the large open arena.
"Hey, it's really interesting. I have advanced to the second game and asked others to borrow weapons? I didn't see the first game just now. Is it possible that the first game also borrowed weapons?"
Dim Mi continued to speak in its contemptuous tone. This time the idiot was standing in the corner of the lounge with Bun, watching everything on the field without turning his eyes.

At the beginning of the second round, a burst of enthusiastic cheers broke out from the onlookers. With the command of the emcee, the battle began quickly. The boy named Jiying quickly twisted his body and began to sprint around Xingli. The knives tied on his hands and feet were also lifted up at this moment, making him look like a dangerous hedgehog.
"Hey, why did you use the sword instead? How about the martial art of ‘condensation’ that was shown in the first battle? No need?"
Jiying ran fast, while testing. In response to this, Xingli closed his eyes slightly, not watching his movements, and said softly, "Sir, can you please let me win? To revitalize the family, I have a heavy burden on me."
"If you have a heavy burden, I will not be more relaxed than you!!!"
Jiying's speed was getting faster and faster, and he was even more proud to see Xing Li still, and even to speak such words of begging for victory. The circle around her also gradually shrank.
"Who is here to participate in the game who does not shoulder the heavy responsibility of a family? Tell you, the second round against me shows that your luck is really bad. Although I appreciate that you give up those ribbons and use more lethality. His true sword came to deal with me, but I promise you will never defeat me! Absolutely!"
After the words fell, Jiying's swiftly walking body appeared behind Xing Li in an instant. He raised the right arm tied with knives, and stab Xing Li's right shoulder directly...
(Won!)
"bump------!"
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Sometimes, victory or defeat often depends only on a moment.
Jiying didn't know what happened.
He only knew that the next thing he saw was the dirt in the arena.
and……
Or the closest viewing.
The audience at the scene seemed to have not recovered from Jiying's sprint just now, and they were still shouting "Come on!", "Fight!" But when the warm spring breeze blows into this arena full of killings, and accidentally blows away the blue ribbon of hair, with the dazzling blond hair flashing in the sun...
Everyone forgot to breathe.
squeak------
There was no piercing sound at all, it was the sound of the blade slowly entering its sheath. Xing Li held the sheathed sword in one hand, and covered her skirt with the other to prevent it from being blown by the spring breeze. Jiying lying on the ground couldn't help but raised her head, just to see her hurriedly covering her skirt and hair. For a while, his face turned red.
...... The wind ceases.
The audience is quiet.
The next moment, cheers burst out.
Xing Li didn't look at the cheers that sounded for her, but squatted in front of Jiying, stretched out his hand to him, and smiled slightly—
"I'm sorry, I don't use the ribbon because I don't want to hurt people like the first round. I still don't control the condensing martial arts very well. If I let you down, then... I'm sorry."

The first battle ended in an instant before most people were aware of it. Xingli, who returned to the lounge, still kept the same elegance, and exchanged the sword to the boy who borrowed it. While the idiot was not paying attention, Xiao Bao broke away from his hand again and ran to Xing Li, showing off the sachet on his neck to her. Xingli also touched her head well and smiled.
"Cut, hypocritical person."
An Mie snorted and said--
"Whether in the battle or after the battle, everyone can maintain this state of smiling face and welcoming people. And she is always cautious in every shot, even just hitting the opponent's shoulder with the back of the sword just now, she is afraid of injury. Can someone like this live in this world? As a predecessor of life, a human kid, what do you think?"
The idiot totally agrees with the generalization of the dark. But from another perspective...
"Hey, but from another perspective, there can be another way of understanding."
Before the idiot had finished conceiving in his mind, the blood pupil of this sword opened again. It's different from just now, but it shows a playful color
"A person who can show mercy to others everywhere also means that this person has enough strength to keep hands with others. Hehehe, Xingli Rooney replied. It seems that you came here to cheer for him, but there is no point at all. ?"
The idiot cast a glance at the blood pupil and looked up and continued to watch the game on the court. Before you know it, the second game is over, and when the order for the next third game is issued...
"No. 43 Lucifer, don't fight, lose! No. 1 contestant Dailau Goodsey, successfully advanced to the top 16!"
Since the idiot stopped fighting in the first game, the undefeated candidate for the second game immediately appeared. The audience in the seats stared at the blank-eyed girl in black and white maid uniforms with light blue hair. I saw that she bowed deeply towards Dai Lao, who was a little surprised, then turned around and walked towards the lounge.
"Not defeated? Another not defeated? What happened today? Why so many?"
"Well... but understandable. Look at that little girl, she won the first game very hard, right? But in the second game, she met the genius Master Dai Lao, she probably knew she was sure to lose. Got it."
"That's right, who told her to have bad luck? Whoever happened to it was bad, and happened to run into Master Dai Lao. If it was me, I would also quit the game."
Unlike the idiot's strike at the time, Lucifer's withdrawal didn't get much groans. She entered the rest area silently, and did not stop when she passed the idiot, but walked directly and left the rest area. After the idiot glanced at her, he didn't make any more reflections, still standing in the corner, waiting for the start of the next battle.