After a night of silence, the first day of competition finally arrived.

In the room, Sakurano, who had been looking out of the window for a long time, turned around, still thinking about the thoughts that flashed in her mind.

She watched as the badge she had placed on her table ticked, which already showed her time and venue for play.

After a moment of silence, she finally stood up, grabbed her badge and walked out the door.

In order to meet the needs of the competition, each level of the ship is equipped with three standard fields to share the intensive task of the event.

With a total of 100 players taking part in the club, 50 games will be played in one day, each in 15 arenas on the first to fifth floors.

The games are scheduled to start at 8 o'clock after breakfast, and at this moment, just after the start time, there are already many games that have started or ...... It's over.

"Ahhhh

As soon as you enter the arena on the A floor, three elevated playing fields appear in front of everyone, surrounded by slightly lower viewing seats for players waiting to play or leisurely to watch the game.

At this moment, all three games on the stage have begun.

As soon as Echizen arrived at the venue where he was about to play according to the instructions on the badge, the duel on a high platform caught the attention of his, nay, all the spectators.

Because, it really doesn't look like a competition, it's all - torture!

"Ahhhh

"I admit it...... Yes! ”

The chaotic blood-colored shadow, the slender and pure figure on the high platform waved his arms slightly with contempt and contempt, and the simple smile of the delicate angel was creepy and bloodthirsty.

There was a faint blood-colored mist around him, and Echizen narrowed his eyes slightly, it should be the ball in Nailiang's mouth - an extremely fierce ball momentum!

The boy smiled innocently slightly, and looked at the player on the other side who was about to collapse because of his ball, and whistled with ease and pleasure.

He approached the net step by step, the chaotic shadow of the ball became more vicious, and the sound of colliding with the flesh forced into the ears of people.

The requirement of this club game is that there is no restriction on the style of play during the game, no responsibility for injuries and deaths, and if one side concedes defeat, it will be over.

But looking at the scene in front of him, the player who was unilaterally abused and killed had tried to say the word admit defeat three times and twice, but he was forced to stop by the heavy ball!

Looking at the young man who was smiling happily, he didn't seem to care at all, he didn't take it seriously at all, and just lightly swung his slap and hit it hard!

"Ahh No! Ahhh ”

The person who was tortured and killed didn't even have a chance to fall to the ground, ball after ball, and the trail of the ball wrapped in the blood-colored mist actually hurt the killer like a life, and beat that person back and forth like a sandbag!

The terrible screams echoed in the arena, and the duel on the high platform on the other two sides was a little normal, but it was also full of violence.

In contrast to this, there was a deathly silence on the viewing seats, and Echizen looked around, and most of the dozen or so players who were scattered between them were just solemn in their faces, or there was a faint depression and pity in their eyes.

But to his surprise, almost no one showed dissatisfaction or resentment at the torture on stage, and seemed to completely obey the rules of the so-called injury or death game.

Keeping the cold expressions of those people in mind, he withdrew his gaze and realized what kind of place he had come to.

It was only for a few minutes that he had observed his surroundings that the man on the stage had collapsed in an endless stream of ball tracks.

His expression gradually became numb, but his movements were slowly stiffened visible to the naked eye, his clothes had been torn apart by the ball, and there were blood marks or blood stains flowing down, and others could know at a glance - not only the serious injuries to his body, but also his spirit was crushed by the tragedy!

As if he had finally had enough of playing, the boy shook his head, his eyes were full of dazzling blonde hair, he raised his shot, and waved it down at will!

A bloody splatter!

The man was knocked out like a rag bag, and he was thrown on the edge of the high platform, almost wanting to fall, but he couldn't move, but he was already out of breath and out of breath!

"A level 1 court, Samael wins, keep the S8 seat." The electronic sound of machinery resounded in the room.

The dazzling young man glanced at the badge that he had updated the information, and walked off the stage nonchalantly, covering his mouth lazily and yawning, pure and delicate as an angel.

Echizen watched the man walk crookedly and languidly past him, and the scorn that looked at him with contempt for nothing in the corner of his eye made him cold for a moment—an innate sense of danger.

This man - extremely dangerous!

But!

"Whew!"

A shot of the ball is gone!

Echizen put down the racket and looked up at Samael, who was holding the shot with his backhand with his back to him, and watched as he slowly stood up and turned around.

"Hey! Fight with me! ”

pressed the brim of his hat, and Echizen's eyes flashed with battle intent - this person is extremely dangerous - this person - extremely strong!

- He's going to fight!

"Tsk. Fight? ”

The angel's face had a pure smile like a child's, but as he approached step by step, the blood in his eyes could no longer be hidden, "Echizen...... Ryoma? ”

He stood still in front of Echizen, at eye level with the bright eyes under the brim of his hat, the corners of his mouth grinning, and a bloody smile for a moment.

"Now you ...... But no......"

"As soon as you play it, it breaks."

"You don't even have a Worrior......"

Seeing the anger in Echizen's eyes, the corners of Samael's mouth widened......

He turned around again, looked up and laughed briskly, his tone contemptuous, his dazzling blonde hair flashing like broken gold, "Not worthy to fight me!" ”

Until he stood on the stage, his mind was still laughing and leaving the back, the contemptuous voice and disdainful rejection still echoing in his heart, Echizen only felt that something in his body was tense and suppressed.

The more he fought, the more courageous he became, he looked at the opponent who was retreating under his attack, clenched the paddle in his hand, pressed the brim of his hat hard, and his clear eyes were as bright as snow.

"You're not far from it!"

You wait! You wait! …… The suppressed clamor lingered in the bottom of my heart...... Wait, my war letter!

The picture is frozen on the simple, bright and dazzling smile of the young man when he walks off the stage, and the first name looks at Samael's angelic face on the big screen, and his fingers unconsciously rub his lips.

According to the information he had, inside the Ghost Skull, in addition to the three supreme people, there were four fixed seats, known as "The Order Of Death", or "Knights of Death" - Duriel - Lord of Pain, Andariel - Queen of Torment and Suffering, Azmodan - Lord of Sin, and Belier - Lord of Lies.

The candidates for the four will change and change, but each successor will be given such a similar title, and each successor is all cultivated after a thousand selections - talent monsters.

This Samael, including...... Hatsunama glanced at the information he had seen before...... This man named Mu Qian...... They should all be the "death knights" who will succeed them......

It's just that...... Hatsuna frowned slightly, why did so many of the core characters of the ghost skeleton gather in Tokyo......

Putting aside the things that he couldn't touch for the time being, Hatsunami came back to his senses and remembered the torture he had just seen.

It is an extremely tyrannical style of play, and even the undeveloped ball is a bloody breath on his face, this young man with an angelic face is full of extremely dangerous and tyrannical demonic colors.

Thinking of this, Hatsuna shook his head, feeling that the gentleman's decision seemed a bit risky.

He has seen Ryuzaki Sakurano's ball momentum, although it is very powerful, but it seems that he has not fully controlled it, in the case of Samael, he is only afraid that the impact is there, but it is too much.

What a piece of delicious meat in front of the wolf......

As for......

Switching screens, Hatsuna looked at the figures of Echizen and Yamazawa flashing on the screen, and the gentleman's emotionless order sounded in his ears again, and he sighed slightly...... Grinding.

"Dingding-ding-"

The operation screen at hand kept sending out prompts, and Chu Ming glanced at it, and sure enough, he saw that the angelic delicate face in the avatar of the hundred golfers was pinned to the top, and the note points on the side were rising rapidly.

All matches are monitored and broadcast in real-time in each guest's room, and bets are placed on the preferred player by watching.

All the eliminated players will have their bets credited directly to the organiser's account for the final round. The amount is enough to drive people crazy.

Hatsunama weighed it for a moment, but still according to the previous plan, there was no big move, but a small share of funds was scattered on the three of Sakurano.

Because Echizen and Yamasawa are more eye-catching in their respective arenas, the calls on the side are also considerable, and Ryuzaki Sakurano's game has just begun, and it is not particularly outstanding for a while, and the ranking on the operation screen is not very high.

After thinking about it, Hatsuna glanced at Yamazawa, who was nearing the end of the game, and cut the scene to Sakurano's arena and began to watch.

"Oh, how do you look at it, our little princess is very delicious!"

Leaning crookedly on the sofa, Samael's smile was even more dazzling under the extravagant lighting, and he looked lazily at Sakurano who was slowly walking on the stage on the big screen in front of him, licking his lips, full of joy.

"Step by step, I have made careful arrangements for our distinguished guests."

Behind Samael, Yagawa sat lazily at the head of the bed in a bathrobe, and beside him was a huge operating screen that kept ringing.

"Mu Qian, that guy should be angry...... After all, he found out first......"

An innocent smile bloomed at the corners of his mouth, and Samael looked back at Yagawa with a satisfied look in his eyes, "But I was the first to taste the legendary delicacy." ”

"Who let me have a holiday with him?"

The corners of Yagawa's lips were cold, and he pursed his lips slightly mockingly, and his eyes were gloomy, "My club, naturally I am in charge." ”

"Thank you." Raising his glass, Samael happily turned his gaze back to the slender figure on the screen as if he were looking at his beloved soul.

"Come, let me see. My dear little princess. ”

It was already early afternoon, and after a morning of racing and a lunch break, the afternoon game gradually began, and many players who finished the game came to the viewing seats on all floors to observe.

Sakurano looked at the players who came to the court one after another, smiled lightly, picked up the racket and walked onto the high platform.

And when she saw her opponent clearly, Sakurano smiled slightly in her eyes, and there was a dark well-being.

"S floor 2 court, Ryuzaki Sakura is merciful to Fu Tian."

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