Chapter Eighty-Seven: Admitting Defeat or Fighting
On the stage, the two sides were tense.
Aster's opponent is not small, coming from a yin and yang family that has been inherited for thousands of years.
When he heard that Ziyuan's tone was so loud, he couldn't get angry, and he was very annoyed.
His family has been inherited for thousands of years, but it is not a third-rate product.
Admit defeat? Sick!
His dignity is small, and his family face is the largest.
No matter what, it is necessary to make the other party suffer a little.
The male onmyoji immediately summoned his own Shikigami.
His Shikijin is a military general, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, very strong, three meters tall, and full of power.
Not only that, but he put a five-layer buff on this general-style god in one go, doubling his combat power.
He didn't want to say more, so he left behind him any pity and cherished jade, and directly ordered the god to attack it.
Seeing this, Shion smiled coldly.
She is not as good as she was before.
The experience of the nine-story demon tower brought her not only the improvement of her realm, but also the enhancement of her mood and various powers.
Now even she doesn't know if there are still opponents between her peers.
Maybe that Kitagawa Zun is one.
But the other one, forget it.
Bang bang bang!
The general-style god held the big axe in both hands and rushed over, and the table was shaking one after another, and the entire enchantment was shaking.
On the other hand, Shion did not summon Shikigami, and did not even use the defensive Yin-Yang Technique.
When she was ten meters away from the general-style god, she suddenly moved.
I saw her bending down slightly, like a cheetah ready to attack, holding the handle of the knife in her hand, and her eyes showed a cold light.
Suddenly, an invisible momentum emerged from her.
From a distance, she was like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed, exuding a sharp aura.
"What is she doing here?"
"Won't it be a personal fight with Shikigami?"
"Looking for death?"
Many people in the audience said they couldn't understand it.
As we all know, Onmyoji is very brittle and brittle, and it can't work at all without Shikijin.
A few people see some of the ways and feel that this matter is not simple.
Several of the governors had already stood up and opened their eyes to watch.
Ryoren and Daigo Uda are one of them.
On the stage, the military general-style god and the aster are getting closer and closer.
Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters...
When the distance was three meters, Shion suddenly raised her head, and a sneer flashed at the corner of her mouth.
Then, a flash of white light flashed, like a dawn breaking through the darkness, making people's eyes shine.
呲~
After the white light passed, her figure had already fallen to the side.
She slowly put away the knife, and the upper body and lower body of the military general-style god behind it slowly separated from the left and right.
At this time, the audience was abruptly silent.
Smack!
Two sounds of landing.
The general-style god was stabbed in two sections, and then disappeared.
The male onmyoji on the stage was stunned, his face was pale.
Aster looked as usual, her eyes were like frost, and she slowly walked forward.
"Throw in the towel or fight." She said lightly.
The male onmyoji was so frightened that his legs trembled spontaneously, his eyes were full of cold sweat, and his eyes were full of fear.
"Throw in the towel or fight." Shion continued to repeat.
Half ringing.
The male onmyoji relieved himself.
He kept nodding: "Admit defeat, admit defeat, I admit defeat, I admit defeat." ”
A few seconds later, the audience stood up and applauded.
Offstage, a different color flashed in the corner of Beichuan Zun's eyes.
"Shion, I, Kitagawa Zun, remember you."
Shion stared sideways, it was the position of Kitagawa Zun.
She sneered at the corners of her mouth and made a motion to wipe her neck.
At this moment, Aster became famous.
In the hearts of many people, she has been raised to a level with Beichuan Zun.
……
After the thunderous applause, the veterans quickly arranged the schedule for tomorrow's competition.
This time, no one was byed.
There is no doubt that Kitagawa Zun and Shion have attracted the most attention.
After all, these two are the favourites.
In the next round, they didn't meet.
Coincidentally, it was Shion's opponent, and it happened to be the other descendants of the Beichuan family.
Many governors were very happy about this.
For them, one less person from the Beichuan family can have more hope of taking a pseudo-artifact.
Kitagawa Zun's opponent is a junior of the Jida family.
For this battle, the heat is also quite high.
Relatively speaking, the foundation of the Zhitian family is still quite strong, but the talent of the younger generations is weaker.
What's more, the Zhitian family is relatively famous, and the outside world knows the situation of his children in later generations.
If nothing else, Kitagawa should win.
But how to win, people are looking forward to it.
Will it be like today, without fighting, just using momentum to make the opponent admit defeat?
Many people think that this speculation should not happen.
After all, it is the Zhitian family, a family that has been inherited for thousands of years, and there must be a means to press the bottom of the box.
You must know that the former Zhitian family was very powerful, and it can be said that it was on the T0 ladder.
Although it has declined somewhat in recent years, few people would object to saying that it has a T1 ladder.
However, if that happens, it will be really humiliating.
Boom~
The bell rang, and the ten elders came to the stage, announced the end of today's competition, and told everyone to go back and have a good rest.
Kumi walked back to the stands and was surprised to see Ichiro Reed.
"Oh, Kumi-chan." Ichiro Reed raised his hand and was the first to say hello.
Kumi bowed respectfully and saluted: "The gods are sa...
As soon as the words were spoken, Ling Lian's expression changed dramatically, and he immediately stepped forward to stop him.
Hush!
Ling Lian whispered: "Don't use that title, you have to call him under the reed crown." ”
???
Under the crown of reeds?
Kumi couldn't help but be stunned.
Several Zhitian disciples behind him frowned and were stunned.
They hadn't seen Ichiro Reed, let alone heard of such a person.
However, it is a bit thought-provoking why Lord Linglian would be so respectful to him.
Bao Buqi is the descendant of a certain big man's family.
"Meet the reeds." Ling Lian said in a serious tone.
When these juniors heard this, they didn't dare to slack off, and bowed down systematically: "Under the reed crown." ”
Reed Ichiro smiled, waved his hand and said, "No courtesy, no courtesy, everyone is too polite." ”
Ling Lian leaned up, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to discuss with you." ”
"Yes!" Ichiro Reed didn't refuse," we said as we walked. ”
"Good, good, good!" Linglian is happy, just wait for this sentence.
It didn't take long for the venue to run out.
……
In the Olympic Village, the apartments allocated to her are relatively larger.
The apartment covers an area of about 200 square meters and has four floors.
There are more than a dozen bedrooms on the middle two floors, which have good sound insulation, and the windows are also double-layered.
When Ling Lian and his party came in, they laid an enchantment, not only to prevent the invasion of monsters, but also to prevent outsiders from peeping and eavesdropping.
At this time, Ryo and Ichiro Reed were discussing things in a certain bedroom.
"Gods, can you improve the strength of my family's juniors?" Ling Lianming said.
Ichiro Reed smiled, "Of course you can." However, there is a price to be paid. ”
"Lifespan?"
"Not exactly. The main thing is to look at the value. ”
Ling Lian frowned: "For example, what price does it cost to defeat Beichuan Zun?" ”
Reed Ichiro smiled knowingly: "That also depends on the degree of defeat, as well as the difference in their strength."
If it's the same realm.
Like the crushing one, it will have a maximum life span of five years
Like the narrow victory, the cost is a little smaller, and the strength is overdrawn. ”
After hearing this, Ling Lian's eyes lit up, and he immediately paid attention.