Because it was to cheer for Lu Yao, the enthusiasm of the students quickly infected tens of thousands of spectators at the scene, and they also joined the cheering team, and for a while, the entire Xijing City was hovering over the sound of "Lu Yao come on", and Lu Yao's popularity reached an unprecedented level. Lu Yao also appeared on stage again under the watchful eye.

In this game, at the request of both sides, both of them chose their own weapons, Lu Yao had a rusty iron sword in his hand, which was not good-looking, and Mitsui Shou was two katanas, one long and one short, the long knife was clenched in his hand, and the short knife was pinned to his waist.

"Today, you and I are both superior and life-and-death, do you dare to fight with me?" Mitsui Shou's eyes were red, and he stared at Lu Yao like a wild beast, and said word by word.

"You don't mind, and I naturally don't mind, but it seems that you don't count." Lu Yao looked at his rusty sword and said coldly.

"You and I have signed a life and death agreement, life and death have their own destiny, why are you afraid?" Mitsui Shou didn't understand what Lu Yao meant by this, and thought that he was afraid of himself, so he sneered.

"You and I did sign a life and death certificate, but you are not Chinese, I will also take responsibility for dying here, if you really want to gamble with me, then let the person who has the final say come out and say something, otherwise, I am not interested in accompanying you to be bored." Lu Yao was unimpressed by Mitsui Shou's ridicule and said coldly.

The one who has the final say?

Mitsui Shou glanced back in the direction of Michiko Ishihara and cast an inquiring look.

"Being able to die at the hands of a master is the glory of our Japanese warriors, since Mitsui-kun is willing to do so, I have no opinion, I promise you here, if you talk about the final outcome, we will never hold Mr. Lu responsible!" Michiko Ishihara chuckled, slowly stood up, looked at the two in the ring and said, "Now you can start!" ”

Michiko Ishihara's voice is good, just like her appearance, which makes people feel comfortable, there are tens of thousands of people at the scene, and it is a little noisy, but her voice is like magic, and it clearly reaches everyone's ears.

"What kind of person is this woman, and what can she do?"

"I don't know, but I look at Mitsui Shou's appearance, as if what she said is indeed counting."

"Could it be that she is the Japanese player Michiko Ishihara who does not need to participate in the competition and directly advances to the semifinals?"

"No, how can such a beautiful woman not look like a master?"

“……”

The audience at the scene communicated with each other, guessing the identity of Michiko Ishihara, and it was difficult for everyone to connect with the Japanese female player who was strong and advanced directly to the semifinals, but when they saw Mitsui Shou's respect for Michiko Ishihara, they had to believe it.

Mitsui Shou put forward a request to fight for his life, and Michiko Ishihara also agreed, but the organizer had a headache, Miyamoto Taro had just cut himself in the ring, and the aftermath of the matter had not yet dissipated.

The organizer temporarily stopped the competition, Michiko Ishihara, Mitsui Shou and Lu Yao were all called to the audience, the staff and the three of them communicated with each other, the host in order not to be cold, reluctantly sang a relatively good song for everyone on the spot, the effect was not bad, and won the applause of the audience.

After a long time, Michiko Ishihara turned back to her position, Lu Yao and Mitsui Shou waited in the ring again, and the old man, who was the chief referee, replaced the previous referee on the field and personally took the stage to enforce the game.

"This is a battle of life and death, please show your true skills!" The referee said solemnly to the two.

The two nodded emphatically, Mitsui Shou glanced at Lu Yao with bad intentions, turned his back to Lu Yao, bowed deeply in the direction of Michiko Ishihara and the others, and then slowly pulled out his katana and stared at Lu Yao.

"Dogs that bite don't bark, put away your set!" Lu Yao felt that Mitsui Shou's posture was quite funny, and suddenly reminded him of a proverb that was circulated in China.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Mitsui Shou shouted, and his body instantly appeared in front of Lu Yao like a disemboweled cannonball, and the katana slashed horizontally towards Lu Yao's throat.

Lu Yao's feet didn't move, his body leaned back slightly, and he dodged Mitsui Shou's knife just right.

There was a burst of exclamations at the scene, although some people couldn't see the subtleties between the two very clearly, but in the situation just now, they still pinched a cold sweat for Lu Yao, in case they were accidentally cut by this knife, then there would be only one end.

"What kind of fame is this kid doing, wouldn't it be okay to hammer him to death directly, as for such a show-off skill, is it so stinky and beautiful?" Lan Jing, who was under the ring, was holding a piece of cheese bread that he had already prepared while eating, and looked at Lu Yao in the ring and said.

Although his voice was not loud, but it was not small, the people near heard it, everyone saluted him in unison, Zhou Xiang sat next to Lan Jing, and when he saw this, he moved to the side again and again, and said in a low voice: "Eat your things well, stop talking nonsense, otherwise I will tell the master about you when I go back, and let him invite you to eat a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots!" ”

As soon as Lan Jing heard Zhou Xiang mention the words fried meat with bamboo shoots, the muscles of his face twitched involuntarily, and he hurriedly dropped the bread in his hand, ran to Zhou Xiang's side, and held Zhou Xiang's hand with his cream-stained hands and shook it constantly, and said something in his mouth, like a little girl who was coquettish in front of her lover.

These series of actions caused a burst of laughter from the people around him, and some people even felt that Lan Jing's appearance was not so annoying.

The stage is lively, but the stage is full of murderous machines, Mitsui Shou's katana weaves a knife net on the stage, this knife net seems to be blocking the sun, and the ring seems to have become the only place under this clear sky where the sun can't shine.

Ordinary people can hardly see Lu Yao's figure, only those players who are still in the arena and some people with high strength can see Lu Yao's appearance through the layer of knife nets, only to see that Lu Yao has not made a move, he has been dodging all the time, and more importantly, not only did he not make a move, but he never even left the place where he had been standing, as if his feet had taken root.

"This guy hasn't been doing his best!" Ma Qianli looked at Lu Yao in the knife net and said.

"The strength that Lu Yao showed before is no longer something that we can compete with, and now it seems that he didn't use even half of his strength before, hey, I thought we lost a little wrongfully, but now it seems that we are just accompanying the prince to study this time, and our strength with him is not at the same level at all." Qin Yanzi also sighed and said.

"This Mitsui Shou's strength is also not fast, he didn't have a weapon in hand before, he was already very strong, and now with a katana in hand, his strength is even more layered, if his opponent is changed to me, I estimate that he will be killed if he can't hold on to it, Lu Yao is really strong, and he is perverted!" A Huaguo player who had previously lost under Mitsui Shou also said.

“……”

Many players only knew at this time that Lu Yao didn't do his best to fight before this game, he just showed the tip of the iceberg of his strength like an adult playing a game with a child, although he didn't make a move at this time, but almost no one would think that he would lose.

Although those players have been eliminated, there is still their place in the audience, and the players who have not left have seen everything on the field feel a lot, and their voices are inevitably a little louder, not only the nearest audience heard it, but even Mitsui Shou in the ring heard it.

Mitsui Shou was already angry because Lu Yao never made a move, and he had used all his strength, and still did not pose any threat to him, at this time, when he heard the gossip of these people in the audience, he was even more angry, and attacked Lu Yao as if he was dead.

This situation lasted for about seven or eight minutes, and Lu Yao's figure suddenly flashed, and he jumped out of the knife net, keeping himself and Mitsui Shou at a distance. looked at Mitsui Shou coldly and said: "I thought you had some means, but now it seems that you are not even as good as Muto Sora, and I have no interest in continuing to fight with you, so this is the end of the battle!" ”

"Lu Yao, be careful that the wind flashes his tongue, I won't be able to kill you for a while, but it's not that easy for you to win the knife in my hand, if you don't believe it, try it!" Mitsui Shou forced himself to scold calmly.

"Okay, then I'll let you see what Huaguo martial arts are, see clearly!" Lu Yao slowly raised his rusty sword and said coldly.

When Lu Yao slowly raised his rusty sword, black clouds suddenly floated out of the sky, obscuring the sun's brilliance, and a trace of chill seeped out of the air, and the people in the audience involuntarily tightened their clothes.

"Heaven-shattering sword technique!" Lu Yao spit out four words lightly, everyone's eyes flickered, Lu Yao's figure disappeared out of thin air, and when people captured Lu Yao's figure again, they found that the rusty sword in his hand no longer knew where it had gone at this time, and the position he was standing at this time happened to be facing away from Mitsui Shou.

The rusty sword disappeared, the dark clouds drifted away, and the sun shone on everyone's body again, and a long-lost warmth surged into the heart.

"Impossible, this impossible!" Mitsui Shou raised his head and roared angrily at the sky as if he was going crazy, as if he was about to release all the depression in his heart.

People looked at Mitsui Shou, who was crazy, and saw that the katana in his hand was already crispy and melted at this time, and it shattered into iron filings from the position of the handle and fell to the ground.

The short knife that he had not pulled out from his waist was split in half by Lu Yao's sword and fell to the ground, as if it were originally two short knives.