Some people, in the middle of the game, secretly made a bet on Qiu Lei.

As David of the underworld family, he naturally will not miss this opportunity, he opened a bet with this game, most people have already bet, but after all, no one knows Qiu Lei's strength, most people have chosen Nakamura Taro, but now seeing Qiu Lei's strength, some of them have begun to change their bets.

I didn't expect that Chinese would be so powerful, he was not very old, maybe at Mr. Nakamura's age, there would be better progress.

Mr. Nakamura has now begun to blindly avoid, isn't he the opponent of this Chinese?

He began to talk about it, and even some people who made a big bet on Taro Nakamura began to shout and scold.

Several Chinese reporters showed a smug smile on their faces, their own country has such a talent, they are naturally very happy, although this competition is not an official competition, but all aspects of publicity, but not worse than the official one, and now many people themselves, even more believe that this competition, can prove the strength of the swordsmanship of both sides.

Is that all he has? Alice sat on the chair, looked at John a little nervously, and asked in a low voice.

It should be more than that, you also know the Chinese, they like to guard their strength, they will not expose their strength all at once. What these Miss Alices should know, why are such questions being asked now? John looked at Alice with some puzzlement, but Alice's face was a little rosy.

John didn't know that Alice was a little worried about Qiu Lei in her heart, and this worry was very complicated, she was afraid that Qiu Lei would lose this game and her future would be affected, and she was worried that Qiu Lei would be injured.

Thinking that Qiu Lei would be injured, Alice felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

Am I concerned about him? Alice thought to herself, but then she was taken aback by the idea.

Thinking of the events of that night, Alice's face became even more rosy.

Miss Alice, what's wrong with you? John asked.

No, no, I'm fine. Alice replied hurriedly.

The two sides on the test table once again started a duel.

Nakamura Taro seemed to have made up his mind, holding the knife in both hands, and quickly ran towards Qiu Lei, ten centimeters away from Qiu Lei, Nakamura Taro bent down slightly, and used a katana to slash towards Qiu Lei's body.

This knife, but there are some doorways.

Although the blade was still some distance away from Qiu Lei, Qiu Lei's body had already sensed the biting cold.

If Qiu Lei can take a closer look, there is a cold light on Nakamura Taro's katana, and that is sword qi.

Qiu Lei didn't have time to think about anything, the blue sword resisted Taro Nakamura's katana.

There was a sound of metal clashing, and then it sounded.

Taro Nakamura's face was sweaty, and he seemed to be very struggling.

Qiu Lei didn't feel good here, he felt like he was carrying a thousand-pound object, and the blue sword was gradually bent, as if there were traces of breaking.

Taro Nakamura's sweat became more and more, but the expression on Qiu Lei's face became more and more painful.

A sword of blue light, but it was squeezed and bent, and Taro Nakamura's katana gradually approached Qiu Lei's body.

It's going to win. A smile appeared on David's face, and he looked at Ito on the side and said.

Ito's face also showed a smile and he looked at both sides on the stage with joy.

Koizumi Ichiro looked at Qiu Lei's appearance with a mocking smile on his face.

After the competition, be sure to reward the samurai. David continued.

Qiu Lei felt that the power he was bearing was getting bigger and bigger, and the right hand holding the blue sword gradually lost consciousness, and his entire arm seemed to have no strength. Seeing that the blue sword was becoming more and more curved, Taro Nakamura's katana had already touched Qiu Lei's coat.

Qiu Lei's forehead began to sweat, and his left hand began to hold the sword, wanting to rely on the strength of both hands to stop Nakamura Taro's attack.

Taro Nakamura was already sweating all over his face, but he was still attacking the attacker hard.

Just when Qiu Lei was about to hold on, Qiu Lei's internal breath quickly focused on the blue sword, and the originally curved sword suddenly became straight, and he flicked back Nakamura Taro's katana.

Qiu Lei seized the opportunity and quickly slashed towards Taro Nakamura.

Nakamura Taro quickly dodged the past, and a sword qi slashed on the surrounding planks, and in an instant, the surrounding planks began to shatter.

Qiu Lei looked at Taro Nakamura with a smile on his face.

His whole body was already full of strength at this moment, and the internal breath in his body that his master had passed on to him seemed to have found a vent point, and it flowed towards the sword one by one.

Gradually, the color of the sword had begun to turn white, and a sharp sword disappeared out of thin air.

Although Qiu Lei couldn't see the sword, he could feel his presence.

Gradually, the sword broke out of Qiu Lei's hand and hit Taro Nakamura.

Nakamura Taro felt a sword aura launch towards him, and quickly raised his katana to resist.

With a bang, Taro Nakamura's katana was broken into two pieces.

Under Qiu Lei's command, the sharp sword was quickly aimed at Nakamura Taro's neck.

But Taro Nakamura is not a simple character, he quickly dodged the past and hit Qiu Lei with his bare hands.

Taro Nakamura's speed was very fast, so that Qiu Lei had no chance to dodge at all. But when Taro Nakamura was just approaching Qiu Lei, he stopped his steps and fell to the ground with a painful face, his brows furrowed tightly.

Although Taro Nakamura's speed is fast, the sword comes back faster, and when Taro Nakamura does not approach Qiu Lei's body, the sword has already begun to intercept in front of Taro Nakamura.

The people in the audience were all panicked, and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Taro Nakamura actually fell down by himself, and the Chinese didn't use any moves, and Taro Nakamura actually fell.

David's face had become a little angry, and he looked coldly at Ito on the side.

Ito's face was a little embarrassed, but he also found an opportunity, looked at Ichiro Koizumi on the side and said: Ichiro Koizumi, is this the strong man you found?

Koizumi Ichiro's face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to explain it in the face of Ito's questioning.

David's face was still angry, and he looked coldly at the two people beside him.

Alice, who was opposite David, was excited, and she had already stood up and took the lead in applauding Qiu Lei.

Some people also stood up with Alice, clapping their hands for Qiu Lei's victory.

The audience outside the hotel looked at the big screen in disbelief.

Taro Nakamura, who has a great reputation in Kendo, was defeated by the Chinese like this? They couldn't believe this fact, so much so that some people, desperately rubbing their eyes, seemed to have seen it wrong, and it was not Taro Nakamura who fell, but the same Chinese.

But no matter how they rubbed their eyes and how they tried to prove that what they saw was not true, Taro Nakamura on the test bench had indeed fallen to the ground.

Oh my God, that Chinese actually defeated Taro Nakamura.

Bastard, my bet, is it all lost like this?

The audience talked about it, if it weren't for the security guards outside the hotel, I'm afraid they would have squeezed in a long time ago.

On the contrary, the Chinese on the side, looking very calm, looked at Qiu Lei on the test platform, full of pride.

Who is he, and why we don't know why he has such abilities before.

Maybe it came out of the people, and the people are the places where the masters are really born.

The Chinese reporters began to talk, all smiles on their faces.

On the test table, Taro Nakamura rubbed his body, but an excited smile appeared on his face.

Before the referee could start counting, Taro Nakamura slowly stood up.

You're good, you're a good opponent indeed. Taro Nakamura looked at Qiu Lei and said with a smile on his face, as if Qiu Lei was not his opponent, but his friend, especially those murderous eyes, which also became gentle.

Allow me to change my sword, our competition has just begun. Taro Nakamura said with a bow.

The referee looked around and nodded.

Qiu Lei closed his eyes and felt the existence of the heart sword.

After a while, Taro Nakamura came over again with a katana.

This katana is very ordinary, almost no different from ordinary katanas, but Taro Nakamura's face is very proud.

Alice watched Taro Nakamura stand up again, her face a little displeased, and she sat on the chair, frowning tightly.

After all, this person has some reputation in the way of the sword, if he is easily defeated by Qiu Lei, I am afraid that the way of the sword will not be so famous, but looking at the current situation, the situation is very favorable to Qiu Lei, although I can't see him use the sword, but I have a feeling that Qiu Lei's sword seems to be on the stage. Tom, on the side, whispered.

As Alice's personal bodyguard, Tom's skills are very good, but after watching this competition, Tom also realized his own shortcomings, if he only fights swordsmanship, he may not be the skills of the two people on the stage.

Do you think Qiu Lei will still win? Alice glanced at Tom and whispered.

Yes, miss. Tom replied quickly.

Miss Alice, Qiu Lei seems to have a lot easier, and I also think he will win. John was on the sidelines, smiling.