Kerra was helpless, but the loudspeaker in the venue suddenly sounded:

"The quarterfinals are about to officially begin, please be in place as soon as possible."

At this time, the players who advanced to the quarterfinals have basically entered the ring separately, and Kerra who is still dangling under the stage is very conspicuous.

Feeling the strange eyes cast by the staff around her, Kella could only get into the ring with a heavy heart, and hurried to ask the three Saab beside her:

"Sabo, what's next?"

"Don't worry."

Saab seemed very calm:

"I just discussed it with Mr. Smile:"

"We're going to deliberately lose in this quarter-finals, and then we're going to enter the infirmary as wounded, and then we're going to dig into the secrets with Mr. Smile."

"Deliberately defeated?"

Kerra said with some concern:

"But isn't this game a direct admission of defeat?"

"Yes! So..."

Sabo said helplessly:

"If we want to get by, we can only deliberately suffer some minor injuries."

Then he carefully instructed Kerra:

"Remember to be careful when you play, don't let yourself get seriously injured."

"Yes."

Kerra nodded, but immediately thought of another question:

"It's not difficult for the four of us to pretend to be defeated, but can we laugh at him?"

Saab has not yet sat in the second position of the revolutionary army, and he has not yet become famous in the future.

Moreover, they still relied on Ivankov's strategic deterrence weapons to "mix" into the top eight.

Therefore, even if the four of them lose in the quarterfinals, it is not an upset.

But a smile is different:

He suppressed the power of the whole court as soon as he shot in the auditions, and his strength was far superior to other players, and he has long been regarded as a strong contender for the championship.

If such a champion only stops at the quarterfinals, it will definitely cause doubts among everyone.

"Don't worry."

"Even if Mr. Smile loses in the quarterfinals, he won't let Tezzolo doubt it."

Sabo shook his head, and set his eyes on another ring in the distance:

"After all, his opponent is Hawkeye!"

......................................

The auditions are all shady, and the quarterfinals are even darker.

The hawkeye and smile of the Martial Arts Association are all uncertainties that Galen is worried about.

Therefore, Galen simply secretly contacted Tezzolo to manipulate the schedule, so that these two top masters could meet and have a good time in the quarterfinals.

It's best to let them drain their physical strength again, lest they be idle and find any clues, and then come out to make trouble for their own net collection operation.

And Mihawk is obviously very happy with this arrangement:

"Laugh."

Mihawk took off the black knife he was carrying behind his back, and his eyes were full of excitement:

"It's a surprise to meet you so early."

"Let's get out of the sword!"

The pitch-black blade stirred slightly, and suddenly provoked a soft groan in the air.

A terrifying sword intent rushed up from Mihawk's body, turning his whole body into a sharp sword out of the sheath, sharp, cold, and high-spirited.

"He is worthy of being the world's No. 1 swordsman!"

smiled and couldn't see, but on the contrary, he could perceive Mihawk's strength more clearly from what he saw and heard.

"It's a pity that I can't fight with it this time."

He sighed softly, and finally suppressed his high-spirited battle spirit as a swordsman.

Then, with a smile, he pulled his knife out of its sheath, revealing a sharp white glow.

Seeing that Yixiao finally drew the knife, Mihawk's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of fierceness, and the black knife in his hand moved with it.

In an instant, a black sword qi as deep and grand as the dark night swept out like a swimming dragon, almost dyeing the blue sky dark.

"Good swordsmanship!"

smiled and subconsciously praised it, but the cane knife in his hand swept out all the time:

"Gravity Knife Tiger!"

As soon as his mind moved, a powerful light purple gravity light suddenly accumulated on the snowy blade.

The blade swept out, and the sword qi overflowed vertically and horizontally.

And the huge horizontal repulsion force was even more integrated with the sword qi, overwhelming in the direction of the sword light roaring.

Two strange sword qi collided with each other, as if a nuclear bomb had been detonated in mid-air.

Endless wind pressure burst out, causing the heavy stone slabs laid on the ring to be easily torn and swept away like pieces of paper, and the earth was scraped away with a layer of skin.

In the violent tremors, Mihawk also felt the powerful repulsion in the sword qi that could crush almost everything.

"Is the fruit capable? Not bad! ”

The battle intent in Mihawk's eyes became more and more intense.

Although he hated the kind of swordsman who relied on the ability of the Devil Fruit and forgot his true heart, he admired the kind of swordsman who could combine the ability of the fruit and the skill of the sword to forge his own path.

With a unique gravity swordsmanship, Yixiao is a representative of this type of swordsman.

Mihawk was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and the blade in his hand struck at Yixiao like a storm.

And he was not afraid at all with a smile, but raised his sword to greet him with dignity:

"Gravity Knife Suppression!"

A smile and a sword blocked Mihawk's black knife, and the attached gravity on the blade took effect instantly, suppressing the black knife and sinking down violently.

If he were an ordinary person, this suppression would be enough for him to fall to the ground directly and completely lose the strength to fight back.

But Mihawk only trembled slightly, and suddenly adapted to this powerful gravity that suddenly increased dozens of times, and even raised the black knife without giving in and fought with a smile.

The two blades pressed against each other, and there was a duel of will and strength.

Yixiao was in awe of Mihawk's power, and Mihawk's eyes flashed with excitement like never before.

"Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me, smile!"

Mihawk secretly admired in his heart, and in this excitement, he burst out with more powerful power than usual.

This overwhelming power blessed the black knife, allowing the black knife to easily break free from the shackles of gravity, and in turn suppressed the staff knife trembling slightly.

However, although the offense and defense are different, the two knives are still evenly matched.

But in a matter of seconds, the situation has completely changed:

The smile seemed to be stretched to the limit, and the power blessed on the staff and knife suddenly loosened.

And Mihawk has been bursting out with all his strength, and the black knife also slashed out with momentum, slashing out an earth-shattering sword qi.

This sword qi stood on the body of a smile without reservation, and actually slashed a smile and flew upside down like a broken kite, and smashed heavily into the ground that was already unrecognizable.

By the time he staggered to his feet, there was already a hideous and broad sword wound on his sword-holding arm, which looked very serious.

"I'm sorry."

"The hand with the sword has been wounded, the battle situation is clear, and it is useless to continue the duel."

"It looks like there's no way to continue this fight."

Smiled and covered the wound on his shoulder.

"What do you mean?!"

Mihawk suddenly burst into anger.

Because he knew in his heart that the sword just now was not won by his strength at all, but he deliberately released water to collect his strength with a smile and took the initiative to take the initiative to stab him.

"Make such a move in a duel..."

"Are you humiliating me, laughing?"

Mihawk raised his knife and pointed it at Yixiao's neck, and his sharp eagle eyes were full of murderous intent.

"It's really helpless, not intentional."

He bowed down with a smile and bowed deeply to Mihawk:

"I am deeply ashamed to go against the way of the swordsman."

"But there is a conspiracy behind this game, and I really can't indulge in sword fighting and let it go."

"There are some things more important to me than the way of a swordsman."

"You!"

Mihawk glared hatefully, but he could no longer have murderous intent in his heart.

He was silent for a long time, and could only snort coldly:

"Boring!"

Eventually, Mihawk withdrew the black knife.

Before leaving the game, he coldly threw down a sentence to Yixiao:

"Remember, smile."

"You still owe me a showdown!"

"I will remember it."

With a deep bow to Mihawk again, he turned around and got out of the ring, heading straight for the infirmary.

....................................

Hawkeye and the master of a smile duel, and in the end, it was a sword to divide the victory.

Laughing and hurting the sword-wielding hand, he said that he couldn't beat Hawkeye again, and Tezzolo couldn't let him go back to the ring and be knocked unconscious before he could be treated.

And Hawkeye held back the fire in his belly, and there was nowhere to vent.

He wasn't interested in foiling the conspiracy and doing justice at all, and he just wanted to fight off with Yixiao and Yasuo.

And Yixiao just "lost" too quickly, so that Hawkeye had already frustrated Yixiao, while "Yasuo" was still struggling with a team of miscellaneous fish.

Hawkeye had nothing to do for a while, so he simply stood under the ring where "Yasuo" was, carefully observing the "Wind Sword Technique" that had already attracted his attention.

As the mastermind behind the manipulation of the number selection, Galen's opponent is certainly not a tough person, but a team that is not very strong:

King Elizabello II from the Kingdom of Prodeens, military advisor da Gama, and others.

It is said that it is not strong, but the strength of Elizabello II should not be underestimated:

He has a unique stunt "King's Fist", as long as he survives the long charging time and successfully releases it, he can play a visual enjoyment comparable to the effect of a punch superman.

In the previous auditions, Vasco da Gama and other four teammates relied on the "four guarantees and one" tactics to protect Elizabello II, allowing him to successfully use the King's Fist, and finally blasted away the opponent in the ring with one punch.

"Swift Sword Tyrant Yasuo?"

The expression of the military advisor Vasco da Gama was a little solemn, but he did not show panic:

"Don't be afraid, everyone."

"As long as the four of us protect His Majesty the King, his King's Fist will definitely be able to subdue the enemy."

The three teammates agreed in unison, and together with da Gama, they formed a solid formation, protecting the charged Elizabello II tightly behind him.

The five monarchs and ministers seem to be a little swollen because the audition went too smoothly, but they are not afraid of the prestige of the wind sword hero at all, and they really seem to have a confident style.

"This..."

Galen was a little speechless:

"The head is so iron, and you still play four guarantees and one in front of me?"

"Will you be able to keep it?"

Galen laughed twice in his heart, then clenched his sword in both hands and crashed straight into the enemy's ranks.

Then, there was another set of simple and easy-to-use "Wind Sword Technique", which made the four guarantees of Da Gama and the others collapse in an instant.

After some crushing, da Gama and the others were repaired by Galen to the point that their noses were blue and their faces were swollen.

In the end, they stopped in the quarterfinals without any suspense.

"The quarterfinals are the quarterfinals... It's not bad either. ”

Elizabello II was very open-minded, but said to Da Gama, who was also covered in bruises:

"Vasco da Gama, pack your things and go home!"

"The enemy is too strong this time, let's try again in the next competition."

"Your Majesty!"

The five monarchs and ministers encouraged each other for a while, and then helped each other to walk to the infirmary.

Galen slowly retracted the set of Wind Swordsmanship that was not elegant at all, pretended to be the cold Wind Swordsman who walked with the wind, and turned around and left in a dashing manner.

"This..."

Looking at the back of "Yasuo" leaving, Hawkeye's paralyzed face couldn't help but give birth to a somewhat strange expression.

Hawkeye is the world's number one swordsman, and his swordsmanship is unfathomable.

He watched the "Wind Sword Technique" twice in a row, how could he not see the cattiness of this Wind Sword Hero?

"Sure enough, it's you..."

"Galen!"

Hawkeye shook his head helplessly, but there was a high-spirited battle intent in his eyes.

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