The Sword Tournament is the most important event on the Heaven, and every year it takes place on May 10th. The environment www.biquge.info of the entire ship will be updated once by the holographic system, and there will be a sword in the shield badge everywhere.

The shield is carved with a bird's-eye view of the Blue Star, from which a sword encrusted with rubies pierces the entire Blue Star. This is also the goal of their entire Paradise, to reclaim their Earth with sword and shield.

This year was no exception, and the sword tournament was full of blood and courage. Boys and girls who have just turned 18 will work their way up a sweat in this contest to show their talent and hard work, and the winner will get a chance to go back in time and save the world.

The younger siblings, who are not yet 18 years old, watched the battle, learning the skills of their predecessors, hoping that when they reach the age of 18, they will also be on the stage of salvation.

"Yo! Isn't this Dragonfall? The best swordsman of our class, the savior who is about to participate in the finals, everyone toasts to him! Wei Yan stopped Longfall with the smell of alcohol, raised the wine glass in his hand to the sky, and everyone in the small bar on the side of the aisle immediately toasted to Longfall like him.

"To Dragonfall!" "Savior, remember to save the world as soon as possible and bring us there!"

Eighteen-year-old Dragonfall wore his own custom-made pure white robe, and a dragon-patterned sword hung from his back. For the praise of the group of companions in front of him, Dragonfall did not have a trace of joy.

He didn't reach out to take the wine glass that Wei Yan handed him, but said lightly: "I'll wait for the game, I can't drink." ”

Three points of alcohol went to his brain, and Wei Yan, who was rejected, was unhappy: "What's there to drink a glass!" If you don't try drinking at the age of eighteen, I'm sorry for the privilege of adulthood! ”

"I'm sorry, I don't want to anesthetize myself with alcohol."

"Anesthesia? Do you think we think! "Being said by Long Fall, Yu Yan's anger became a little more." When you say that, do you look down on us left-behind people?! ”

"You didn't have to work hard to get this end."

"You!" Yu Yan slammed the glass to the ground, and the glass immediately shattered to the ground. After a few seconds, the fragments, along with the wine in the glass, began to modularize, and were recovered by the holographic system, disappearing.

Lost, angry, and roaring, several of their fellow companions stood up silently and gathered around Dragonfall with Yu Yan. The bar, on the way to the Sword Tournament, is home to a large number of idle left-behind people who have given up their lives to spend their days on the Paradise aboard the various entertainment facilities.

Waiting for death is their only option.

But they still have the dignity of being a human being, and when they are so reprimanded by their peers, no one will be angry.

"Do you think you're great to be able to enter the finals of the sword fighting tournament?"

"Nope. I'm not special, if you start working hard since you were a child, you will stand on the stage of the sword competition like us. ”

"Humph! Hypocritical! When it comes to solo combat, you naturally win, but the gap between us is not very different! Top 3 in the Tactical Conference? No matter how you look, you can't beat the four of us at the same time. Materialized 'Sword', number S0010, Sapphire Sword. ”

"Materialize Sword ......" "Materialize Sword ......"

Wei Yan and several people around him began to materialize weapons, and a battle seemed inevitable.

Dragonfall's right hand gripped the hilt of the sword carved with dragon scales on his back, and he didn't say a word.

Then a cold light flashed in front of the furious ones. The holograms of those weapons stopped completely after only halfway they were created, and the same warning was displayed on both the broken sword and the broken sword: "Creation failed".

Dragonfall's hand was still turning, and the long sword flew, shattering the wine glasses in the hands of those people in an instant.

"The holographic projection system is just a three-dimensional projection of light and shadow. As long as the creation is blocked, the system's protection measures will be activated to terminate the application for this projection. At the age of nine, the instructor explained this in detail. ”

"You bastard! Do you think we'd be afraid of you without a sword?! Yu Yan grabbed Dragonfall's collar and threw his fist in the face.

"I'm sorry." Dragonfall lowered his head.

"What?" The fist stopped in the air.

"I'm sorry, I didn't understand your feelings." Dragonfall didn't swing his sword, he just withdrew the dragon-patterned longsword to the scabbard behind his back and said to the few people in front of him. "We are all genetically engineered IVF babies that take on the responsibility of saving the world from the moment we are born. Not being able to get a top 10 spot in a sword tournament and be destroyed at the age of twenty is too cruel for us kids. ”

Seeing Long Fall's gloomy appearance, Yu Yan's wine smell also dispersed, and his heart was not comfortable, so he let go of the hand that grabbed Long Fall.

"We are abandoned garbage, waiting for the moment when we are killed, and only those of you who have it can live. As a winner, you don't want to drink just a glass of wine, and if you say something like that, we naturally think that you look down on us. ”

"Savior, the one who went back in time to fight monsters. The mortality rate reached 40% in the month, 80% in six months, and less than 1% survived for a year. Instead of staying on the Heaven, all we get at the Sword Tournament is an earlier death. ”

Everyone present was in an uproar, but Wei Yan looked at Long Fall in amazement: "Where did you get these data?" ”

"Instructor, he gave us a chance to regret it."

"You...... Sorry, it was me who was rude. Wei Yan's eyes were blurred, it turned out that this group of seemingly beautiful saviors had so many people behind their backs. Their determination is beyond their own reach.

Wei Yan put his hands on Longfall's shoulders: "Longfall, we all know that you are a genius. You can be that 1%! Be sure to outlive us! ”

Dragonfall shook his head, "No." In two years, I will be back and bring you all back to our homeland. ”

Farewell to Wei Yan and the others, Long Fall walked all the way to the arena of the Sword Fighting Conference. The bustle inside the arena can be heard outside the door. The bursts of shouts and excited explanations made people want to go inside and find out.

"Now the one that is ready to start is the semi-finals of the third or fourth place, by the so-called 'Ice Queen' Zhenyan against the 'fantasy hacker' Xingtong, the two have been good friends since childhood, and this time the fight for three or four is also the arrangement of fate. I don't know Instructor Xu, what do you think? ”

"The two have their own fighting styles, and I can't really say who can have the upper hand. Moreover, the quality of this year's newcomers is really high! The strength of the top ten is comparable, and the whole situation will be reversed if there is a slight mistake, which is a rare grand occasion in recent years! ”

"yes, without further ado, let's take a look at the exciting battle in this semi-final!"

Passing through the arena gates, Dragonfall did not enter the arena to watch the duel between the two friends, but instead walked down the aisle to the participants' lounge.

"The identification is correct. Hello, Mr. Dragonfall! The door to the lounge is being opened for you. Only the voice of the AI came out, and the door opened.

With only one final left, the lounge was already empty. But there was one more waiting for Dragonfall there.

"Are you here? So late? It's not because you become a savior, and you relax in the last inconsequential game. The instructor sat on the multi-functional massage chair for the players and said to Long Cheng, who had just entered the door.

"No, there was a delay when I came. Don't you watch the match between Xingtong and Zhenyan? ”

"No, I'm more worried about your finals. Do you have confidence in the final against black? The instructor reached for the handle of the massage chair, where a glass of vodka was immediately holographically formed, and he picked it up and drank.

"I don't know." Dragonfall summons an AI swordsman to fight on the other side of the break room.

I saw him delicately flash the swordsman's sword, rush forward with a shoulder, and then stab the AI in the heart, the action was smooth, and the battle was solved within three moves.

"You've got to beat Black, you've got to!" The instructor clutched his glass and was emotional.

"Big nose, why do you care so much about the dark?" Dragonfall asked.

This is also the question of all their peers in the same class. Black is a mysterious boy who came to Heaven at the age of thirteen out of nowhere, and since then has long occupied the top spot in swordsmanship in his class, no one knows where he came from, and no one has beaten him.

Not only that, but all the instructors also have an extremely ambiguous attitude towards Hei, and they will not reprimand Hei or praise Hei. It is said that such a person will appear on the Heaven every time, and will be called a "wanderer" by the other companions. They are alone, people who are alienated from all the groups on the entire Paradise.

The big-nosed instructor drank another glass of vodka: "I can't tell you the answer to this question." I don't want you to get an answer either, it would be an extremely painful experience. ”

"Good. That big nose, you carry a sword. Dragonfall pointed his sword at the instructor and made a gesture of inviting battle.

"Hey, do you want to warm up with me, an old man? Not suitable, right? The big-nosed instructor smiled, stood up from the massage chair, and projected his saber.

"Remember what you said when you first knocked me out?"

"Old, how can you remember the events of more than ten years ago clearly."

"You said that defeating you is the minimum standard for defeating monsters on the Blue Star."

"You...... Isn't it still serious? ”

"Yes."

In this small lounge, Dragonfall's dragon-patterned longsword swung in a semicircular arc and slashed towards the instructor from the air.

The instructor raised his sword and unslashed at a forty-five-degree angle, directing the attack to the side of his body. Dragonfall's sword slammed into the massage chair, splitting it in half.

"This ...... Not too old, right? ”

"Of course, that's just a chance for you to be arrogant. The task of teaching you is accomplished, but before I retire, I still have to teach you bear children a lesson, and I have to frustrate your spirit. ”

The instructor stabbed several swords in succession, forcing Dragonfall to take two steps back.

"Hey, hey!" The instructor continued to press, slashing and stabbing and flashing, and every move and style had a clear eye: "This is not the ability that people in the finals should have, right?" Beaten up by an old instructor and left no way to fight back? ”

"You also said that you don't need to be defeated by the gods to survive in that world." Dragonfall blindly defended and retreated, and finally stopped when he was cornered.

"In that case, it's also a scare to scare your children. The monsters on the Blue Star may not be able to be defeated by the ten instructors combined. ”

"But, I think it's true." Dragonfall grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed it upwards against the angle of the instructor's sword.

Bang! The instructor's sword flew a few meters away, and he stopped resisting, allowing Dragonfall to hold the sword around his neck.

"You've won, congratulations on your graduation."

"Big Nose ......" Dragonfall put away his sword.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"Wait for me, I'll take you back to Blue Star."

"There's no need." The big-nosed instructor's eyes flashed with sorrow. "Over there, you protect yourself as much as you can."

"Yes." Dragonfall bowed his head and didn't speak again.

Ding dong! The loudspeaker in the lounge sounded a warning to connect the current situation in the arena into the lounge.

“…… It was really an unexpected battle, but I didn't expect the Ice Queen Zhenyan, who had always been at a disadvantage, to finally freeze Xingtong's whole person and win the final victory. ”

"Yes, seeing the shivering look of the young man Xingtong when he was rescued is really distressing for him."

"Okay, now our semi-finals have been decided, Zhenyan is third, and Xingtong is fourth. We have an even more exciting final to come, with Dragonfall the Time Controller versus Night Fantasy Black, so get ready for the two contestants to get ready to fight in the dueling arena! ”

"Big nose, I'm going."

"Remember! Be sure to remember! Defeat Black! ”

"Do your best." Dragonfall stepped up the stairs to the dueling arena, and he had no fear in the face of an opponent he had never defeated.

Chapter 3: The Savior

Walk through a dark passage to the venue of the tournament. The spotlight immediately hit Dragonfall's body, preventing him from opening his eyes.

"Welcome to our finalists, one of the hopes of the Heavens and Bluestar, Dragonfall, the 'Time Master'!"

"Dragonfall!" "Dragonfall!" Thousands of spectators chanted Dragonfall's name. Except for some of the people left behind, almost everyone on the Paradise gathered in the audience of this arena.

After the preliminaries, preliminary rounds, etc., Dragonfall was already a well-known savior on the Heaven, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on him.

"He's still carrying his sword with him as always, he's really a guy with a sense of crisis."

"Yes, it is said that since the first sword practice, Dragonfall's daily life has only been swordsmanship. In the eyes of his companions, he is a stupid boy who is only bent on saving the earth! ”

"Those companions are going to change their tunes now, right? When he won this final, he was a genius for the championship. ”

But what stopped him was Hei, who had long been hailed as a genius! Dear long-awaited spectators, another contestant in our finals, Black! It's time to get to the dueling arena! ”

"Black!" "Black!" "Black!"

Another cheer rang out. On the other side of the arena, the spotlights are on, and the black-robed swordsman is standing (to be continued.) )