Vol 3 Chapter 870: Seems to have arrived

"The players on both sides are already in place, does the game start?"
The referee looked at the two men who had begun to rise, and asked without changing their faces.
"Start."
The two spoke at the same time, speaking the same sentence.
The referee glanced at both sides, raised his right hand and waved it down heavily.
The moment the voice sounded, the black-haired young man at the Conia War College who had always closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, his right hand slapped the ground hard, and a long knife bounced from the ground.
An exclamation sounded in the surroundings, because Chen Jiantian's figure was directly blurred with the saber, and it was like a gust of wind on the fighting platform, whistling towards Long Erjuan.
Knife Battle-Kazetsu 22!
A burly figure with five-point unbridled and five-point arrogant Long Er in his eyes, the corner of his mouth grinned.
The right hand is raised, and the tip of the knife is raised up to the sky.
The smile on his face became more and more prosperous, Long Er's eyes were staring at the violent wind that swept through, and he burst into laughter, his whole body rushed out, and the long knife struck a white lightning on the fighting platform.
Huh!
A violent spark bloomed, and the two took two steps back at the same time.
Chen Jiantian didn't say a word, and the saber cut off again during the revolving round.
Long Er laughed loudly: "Boys of Conia, from now on, my Long Er will clear you all out."
I saw his arm suddenly thicken at this moment, and the long knife, like a viper that came alive, slammed forward after a small pull back.
The long knife in the air cut through a phantom, and there was a burst of whip like a snake at the same time.
boom!
Snapped!
With each explosion, Long Er took a step forward.
With every explosion, Chen Jiantian's figure will pop out of the intersecting figures, take three steps back, and then rush forward again.
The eyes of those people in the audience looked straight at this moment.
"This guy from Dingchuan called Long Er, his arm is waving at a speed... so fast!"
"It can't be locked at all! This explosive power is simply terrifying."
Long Er is obviously five big and three thick, but from now on, every blow has been extremely quick and simple to the extreme, and at the same time it has an astonishingly explosive power.
A burly man with amazing power, but he played the battle with gorgeous visual effects.
Chen Jiantian's tiger's mouth had broken out several wounds in the violent shock, and he was still holding a saber in his blood and blood.
He never thought that the opponent's strength would be multiplied compared to everyone who played before!
Stronger power than him, faster speed than him, more tricky knife and more imprinted angle than him.
It was like fighting a king of pythons with lightning speed.
Snap!
The curved black shadow flashed through the air again, and a deep bloodstain was suddenly drawn from Chen Jiantian's shoulder, and his whole body flew out three meters to the ground.
Pull the knife, close the knife.
Long Er's right hand didn't seem to have moved at all.
"you……"
The silent Chen Jiantian finally prepared to speak.
Snapped!
This time Ryuji's saber bypassed his blade and drew it directly on his face.
As soon as Chen Jiantian said a word, he flew out again.
"What are you? If you can say a word today, I will lose."
"Do you really think that anyone in Dingchuan can come and pinch two?"
Long Er grinned, spinning the long knife in the air with his right hand to create a phantom, and strode forward.
Chen Jiantian's face finally changed, becoming...whiter.
The Conia War College was in an uproar.
Mankel's face was also full of stunned, obviously the strength of the last person far exceeded his imagination.
"Long Er's unique skill-snake stabbing." Although no one paid attention to Lindbergh, as a senior instructor of the fighting department of Dingchuan Academy, no one could ignore his rich knowledge.
Ruan Xiongfeng nodded in satisfaction, and said to himself: "This kind of game is just a pleasure to watch. Sure enough, I am still suitable for abuse in my bones, and there is no tendency to abuse."
Lindbergh's face went dark for an instant, but looking at the inaccessible bald head, he could only push the grievance back into his stomach.
"Good guts."
Long Er looked at Chen Jiantian, who was approaching him in a zigzag with the tip of his knife, and praised him with an expression of insincerity, and his right hand shook like thunder again.
...
The handsome young man with long blue hair was quietly looking at the light curtain in the distance.
Next to him, there is a team of young people wearing pure white gold-rimmed uniforms with relaxed expressions. They can't see the slightest tension on their faces. They are in this venue full of feverish competition atmosphere.
"England, why, are you still interested in watching other college games? Let me see... Hey, there are such people in Dingchuan? It's pretty good." A young man with a cynical face said with a smile. He casually threw a grape into his mouth, in his opinion, it was just good.
At first glance, this young man seemed to be the kind of unlearned brother, but the unintentional light in his eyes covered him with a thick layer of mystery.
"Very powerful..." England still didn't take his gaze back.
"What's the use of being more powerful? Let's not say whether they can make it to the semi-finals. Just say that this kind of fighting and fighting. It's interesting to participate in one or two matches. ……laugh."
No matter how fierce he is in combat, he has no other skills, and he will spend his entire life in the army until he is a senior instructor.
In the current era, the battlefield is not an era when two people fight close quarters.
The young man laughed and said, "First, don't blame me. Tell me, is it because I lost to a freshman in Dingchuan when I first enrolled, so I was not reconciled. Look at Han Qianyun, the mentality is so good I'm ready to prepare for the final with peace of mind. Let's look at Zhang Yuanren, even that guy only watches Bonnard College games..."
"No." Englandam,
"He is really strong."
"Okay, okay~EbookFREE.me~ I see, if you want to watch it, continue to watch it. The mech fighting will start soon. Don't watch our game?"
"it is good."
Seeing this inattentive look, the cynical young man sighed helplessly, "Oh, I can't offend you, who made you the captain of the SCR super mecha project? Fortunately, the military didn't let you bring an exclusive mecha. Otherwise this will definitely be the first news of this competition."
After speaking, the youth shrugged and walked away, watching his brothers wave their hands, "Go, get ready to warm up."
England continued to focus on the projection of the light curtain on Dingchuan, and he seemed to be looking for a familiar figure.
That figure that once let him lose.
[Why didn’t I see you? 】
[Or...you will appear in the mech fighting arena? 】
...
"Is there a game for you in a while?"
I don't know when, it seems that since the two experienced life and death together in Tianxiongxing Oasis City, Mu Fan rarely added the word "Senior Sister" before speaking.
And Lu Qingxue is also extremely naturally not unaccustomed.
The beautiful iceberg goddess pulled the blue silk in her ear, "I am a weapon fighting."
"I can appreciate your heroic posture in a while." Mu Fan grinned.
The two of them have really attracted a lot of attention along the way, and passers-by look back from time to time to see this pair of young men and women with exceptional temperament.
"It seems to be here."
Mu Fan raised his head, squinted his eyes, and carefully looked at the huge stadium in front of him.
This stadium obviously belongs to the Shuguang Academy, but it stands at the foot of Sankong Mountain with a sense of inclusiveness.
"Yes……"
There was a beautiful thrilling smile on Lu Qingxue's face, but there was a quick stop. 8) For more wonderful novels, welcome to everyone's reading academy