"Andrew, Andrew, I've found a good opportunity! Let's go to RB!" shouted a tall, at least one-meter-nine redhead girl as she burst into the gym.

"I said Carly, what good opportunity did you find again? Last time you said Andrew went to the Valiant Challenge, Andrew broke his nose, last time you said Andrew went to audition, and the car was lost, last time you said—"

"Shut up, you bastard, you only remember failure, so you'll never succeed!" the redhead yucked angrily.

Then he turned his head to look at Andrew, who was lying on the bench press and pushing the barbell hard, and said loudly: "Andrew, RB is going to hold a Grand Prix called Martial Soul Duel, with a prize fund of 100 million US dollars, let's go and participate!"

"Wait, Carly, what are you talking about? Martial Soul Duel? God, do you know what kind of competition Martial Soul Duel is?"

"It doesn't matter what kind of competition he has, the prize money is high, and it's not like boxing to be qualified, professional proof, you look here, the martial soul only needs to pass the qualifier selection, you can eat and live for free, and after passing a few rounds of games, you will have the broadcast rights to participate in the competition!"

The red-haired girl took out a poster and pointed and said.

"Martial Soul Duel is the highest casualty competition in the world, and the first Martial Soul Duel is said to have killed more than half of the contestants, oh my God, do you want to call poor Andrew to die?" The person who spoke sat in front of the bench press, holding the barbell with both hands, protecting Andrew, who was bench pressing, the big man who spoke was a black man, and his muscular hair was so muscular that he couldn't even button his cuffs.

"What? What kind of game can kill half of the people, is this a slave fight in ancient Rome?" the red-haired chick was taken aback.

"Don't listen to that briquette nonsense, Carly, that's already history, the first and second martial spirits can't use armor, and the casualty rate is really more than half, but the current martial spirits can wear armor, and the casualty rate is much lower than our indiscriminate fighting in the United States. ”

A big white man running on a treadmill interjected.

"If you can get a good pair of armor, it's okay for Andrew to try it, anyway, with a lot of strength in the first few rounds, Andrew can't suffer any losses, it's a big deal to admit defeat, anyway, with armor protection, he shouldn't be hurt. ”

"Harry, are you telling the truth?" said Carly, surprised.

"Well, my brother participated in it last year, and he played the ticket nature, and he didn't lose until the fifth round, so he had to have good armor and strength, and he didn't want to encounter some monsters, basically the first few rounds were fine. ”

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"You're finally out of that hellish place where birds don't, dear Arthur!"

"My dear brother, are you just coming to meet your sister empty-handed?" said a blonde girl with long hair and a shawl, hugging the tall man in front of her.

"Ha, ha, lightly, I'm not one of those ascetics, God! Arthur, how can you do this to your brother who loves you the most!"

"Brother, brother, why are you so fragile when you are so big, you said when you were a child that you would protect me in the future!" said Arthur, the blonde girl, dissatisfied.

"Good sister, spare me, who in this world can protect the heir of the Knight King! You are a knight under the gods, except for the gods, you are supreme, and your combat power is still above the paladin.

You are a miracle among men, a saint among knights, and a weak brother who needs your protection. Come, you see, this is the steel chopping sword that my brother prepared for you, completely imitating the divine sword of Artoria's ancestors! No matter the weight or shape, it is exactly the same, the material is made of the latest graphene mixed molecules, and the surface hardness is close to diamond, not to mention cutting steel, even cutting aviation alloys is easier than cutting potatoes. ”

The elder brother hurriedly took out a giant sword from the back seat of his car, and the blue scabbard was put on the sword like a clip, and it felt extremely heavy just by looking at it.

"You have a heart, brother. The blonde girl reached out and took the greatsword, as light as if she had picked up a wooden club.

She drew her giant sword, held the hilt of the sword, stood the sword diagonally in front of her, did not kneel, but stood in front of the sword, and said solemnly: "Swear to the heavens, know my will, do not bully the weak, and spend time modestly; in the battles she has experienced, she is fearless of strong enemies; I will cut down all the evils! Women and children are long, and they will do what they do in battle; they ask for each other in prison and help them with all their might; women are delicate and do their best to join forces; colleagues are united and do their best to join hands; treat friends sincerely and think of them as gentlemen; I love and am loyal!"

"Brother, did you take a picture? Let me see, I don't look like an ancestor just now?"

The girl plunged the giant sword into the ground, half of the sharp blade of the sword sank into the rock, and ran over to see the effect.

The corner of the man's eyes twitched at the corner of the camera in his hand, and he whispered to himself: "I think the woman is delicate, and she should not commit it in the end, this knight's proverb should be canceled completely, it is simply unreasonable." ”

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"After two hundred years, the heirs of the Knight King have reappeared. "The Vatican, the holy place of religion, where His Majesty the Pope is located. Someone is reporting the situation with a copy of the information.

"Heresy, damned knight king, remnant of witches, if it weren't for her presence, my lord's brilliance would not have been so damaged!" the red-robed archbishop roared angrily.

"Calm and calm, Alberto, it's not the Middle Ages anymore, a knight under the gods doesn't mean anything, the development of science and technology has put an end to the age of knights. Sitting on a high seat, the elderly pope said slowly.

"Knights were originally promoted by the blessing of the Lord, but since Artoria pioneered the path of virtue, knights are no longer mere servants of the Lord, but warriors who are steadfast in their own path. From this point of view, Artoria is indeed an enemy of the Holy See. At the Pope's side, a middle-aged man with curly brown hair said.

"But from a knight's point of view, I think that a true warrior can fully exercise his will and step into the Sanctuary completely on his own.

We, the Golden Knights, rely on our infinite faith in the Lord and entrust our bodies and minds to the Lord in order to gain the power of the Sanctuary and be promoted to the rank of Paladin.

This is the era of the decline of faith, and there is only one paladin in our huge Holy See, a billion believers.

Since the descendants of the Knight King Artoria can walk out of the Lake of Tranquility and must have passed the test of virtue, then, even if she fails to step into the legend, with the Eight Virtues inherited by the Knight King, she should be able to compete with any Sanctuary. ”

"The eight virtues of the knight king, I don't know how many kinds this heir can inspire?"

"Ferru Bridge, you will go to England on my behalf to meet this knight of God.

The last time we held a joust knight contest in Europe, the Teutonic Horn, was disrupted by RB's Oshima Megumi, and finally lost its prestige and failed to form an international event to compete with the martial spirit, this time I decided to send five golden knights, and I can also gather a few more to ask this god knight to lead the team, go to RB, and give the martial soul a few colors! Let these heretics know that only we Caucasian people are God's favored elect. ”

"Your Majesty, why should we cooperate with heretics? Our knight can do this on his own!"

"Saint Beatrice's injury has not yet recovered, if you want to completely defeat the Orientals in the martial soul duel, you must have a master of the Holy Realm level to lead the team, so, apart from this Artoria VI who has just walked out of the Lake of Tranquility, do you have any other candidates?"

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"Chief, are we going to send someone to participate in the Martial Soul Duel this time?"

"Pie, why not send, you can't build a good car behind closed doors, and the seedlings in the army also have to go through a little wind and rain, although modern warfare does not rely on cold weapons, but we can't forget this. When you think about the revolution at the beginning, where did you have any advanced weapons, and wouldn't you also make a revolution with a big sword?"

"So we're going to send someone from the General Teaching Corps?"

"Let them do it? Do you want to be prestigious? Let those recruits go, I don't know how high the sky is, let them learn some lessons. All day long, I think there are masters in China, and the masters are in the army, and they are counted in the army. It's good for them to let these little bastards go and get slashed!"

"Yes, then I will choose the top ten in this national military district competition to go to RB to participate in the martial soul duel. ”

"Okay, that's it, call an old trainer to follow the pressure field. ”

"Yes!"

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"Yuan Hejun!" pushed open the door of the gym, and Sakura Kobayashi walked in.

"What's wrong Sakura-chan?" just as Yanagi and the practice came to an end, he looked at Sakura who walked in and asked strangely.

Now that he has taken a long vacation and does not go to school, he naturally does not need to write homework, so Sakura Kobayashi does not have to write two assignments.

"Your Martial Soul Qualifier is about to start, isn't it?

"It's two weeks away, but you can't see Sakura. Yanagi said with a smile.

"Ahh

"Except for players like me who are specially recommended, the minimum age limit for participants is eighteen, the age limit for non-players to enter the site is twenty-two, and the age limit for watching on cable TV pay channels is twenty-five. Yanagi laughed.

"Ahh

"Haha, there's no way, Martial Soul is also an adult-oriented show, besides, there is no live broadcast of the qualifiers, so Sakura, you definitely can't see it, but when it comes to the official competition, you can ask your dad to open a live broadcast of the show and watch it at home, as for the scene, you will definitely not be able to go. ”

"Really, it's just ageism! By the way, Yuriko-sensei asked me to inform you that the final exam is coming, and although you don't have to go to school, it's better to take the final exam, otherwise you won't get a grade. In the future, it will be troublesome to go to high school and lack grades in the file. Kobayashi Sakura remembered what the teacher told her today, and hurriedly relayed it to Yanagi Yuanhe.

"Ahh

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The days passed, and the day of the martial soul duel was coming, and the masters who participated in the competition were gearing up and making their final preparations.

"Sakura-chan, what to do with this question, come and tell me again!" Yanagi said with annoyance.

"I really don't know how you got the first grade in the exam!" Xiao Lin Sakura, who had just walked to the door, complained, just such a math problem, and talked about it three times, even a gentle fiancée like her, felt dry mouth, but the fiancé, who was originally very smart, why did he suddenly become an elm head when he encountered math now?

"Ahhh——!——,h

Of all the contestants who participated in the Martial Spirit Duel, only Yanagi Motowa's troubles were different.