Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Mission Begins
"Unknown soft sword (rusted state), rating D, from the world of the Condor Heroes, no enchantment and no special effects."
"Note: This sword was discovered by an unknown martial arts warrior in a certain valley, and the rust has long eroded the entire sword, and there are a few large characters vaguely engraved on the scabbard, but due to the erosion of time, the handwriting has long been blurred."
Liu Shuxian gently stroked the soft sword, pulled open the scabbard, the blunt blade faintly exuded a trace of ominous aura, looking at the sword body that had long been eroded by rust, Liu Qixian suddenly felt a strange feeling emerging in his heart for no reason, as if it was a sad feeling.
Are you crying?
Liu Qixian pressed the soft sword to his forehead, and a strange rhythm sounded in his consciousness.
Is this vibe? Are you looking for me?
At this moment, he decided that he was determined to win this sword.
"What price?"
Liu Shuxian held the sword tightly, as if he was afraid that someone else would snatch it away.
"That's the price..." The stall owner glanced at Liu Qixian's appearance, and his eyes rolled, "This is what I got from the world of the Condor Heroes after I wasted all my strength, so well, this price..."
“100··· No! 300 contribution points. The stall owner first held out one finger, but soon changed to three more.
Hearing this price, Liu Qixian didn't say anything, and Wang Zhumo and Li Shushen, among the three friends behind him, were not calm for a moment, and asked the stall owner repeatedly.
"Hey! Brother, this is not right, you clearly marked 50 contribution points here, and now it has been changed to 300 contribution points, which has increased six times in an instant, and your business is not fair. Li Killing God asked first.
"That's right, brother, I won't talk about anything else, like this kind of cold weapon, if I exchange it directly in the main god, it will only cost a few contribution points, and the 50 contribution points you mark here are outrageous enough, and you are still temporarily raising the price to 300, you are going to grab it." Wang Zhumo then said.
"Huh! Two old brothers, you can't say that, my soft sword is not an ordinary soft sword, it has a lot of origins, maybe there are still hidden tasks or inheritances or the like, I am already at a loss to sell my contribution points to you. Faced with the questioning of the two, the stall owner quickly closed the price sign on the stall, and then justifiably argued.
For a while, for the price of that soft sword, there was a fierce situation between the two parties, and the atmosphere instantly became tense, if it weren't for the reincarnation square prohibiting reincarnations from attacking each other, they might have directly fought each other now.
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"Huh! There was another quarrel. Zhao Zhenghong heard the sound of a quarrel, turned his head to look in the direction of the argument, shook his head, and did not go to the onlookers to join in the fun, still preparing for the next special task.
Time flies, I don't know the time, half an hour passes quickly, and the special mission officially begins.
"Please note that the preparation time has ended, and the special mission has officially begun."
"Do you accept special assignments?"
The same hint of inquiry comes to mind at the same time in the minds of all reincarnators.
"Confirm"
Zhao Zhenghong didn't feel the slightest bit like that, and replied directly.
Suddenly, his vision changed as if an infinite number of spatial phantoms overlapped and flashed alternately before his eyes.
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Rogue Kenshin world.
Suzuichiro Makikawa, dressed in pure blue traditional samurai attire and holding a katana in his right hand, stood at one end of a wooden bridge, staring at the other end of the bridge with a solemn expression. At the other end, a young man with a bird's nest head, a red ribbon tied to his forehead, and a bandage around his abdomen, wearing a white samurai robe with a large word 'evil' written on the back of the robe, was carrying a Mo knife made of a huge iron block, panting and laughing.
He is one of the important supporting characters in the world of Rogue Kenshin, a former member of the Red Newspaper team, known as the "Chopping Left" of Soraku-nosuke.
"Give up, you're not my opponent, I just want to have a sword contest with Kenshin in Scarlet Village, why do you keep stopping me." Makikawa Suzuichiro looked at Soraku Sanosuke, who was covered in scars, and said in a loud voice.
"Don't talk nonsense, you can find Scarlet Village to compete with swords, but you must first defeat me and walk across this bridge with my corpse." Soraku Zuo Nosuke slammed the Mo knife in his hand into the bridge and said with a resolute face.
"Stubborn," Suzuichiro Makikawa said, but he couldn't help but feel frightened by his tenacious will and strong endurance, "It's really terrifying, it's obvious that he has withstood so many of my attacks, although I didn't kill him, but the injury is definitely enough to make people unstable on his feet, he can not only stand up, but also seems to be able to continue fighting." ”
"Looks like you're not going to get out of the way no matter what I say, right?" Suzuichiro Makikawa asked in a deep voice.
"Don't let it!"
"Very well, then I can only walk across the bridge with your corpse as you wish." Makikawa Suzuichiro raised the long knife in his hand and said coldly.
"Come on, don't underestimate the Sagarku Zuo Nosuke/Master I."
"Let me show you the weight of the samurai's heart and benevolent heart that I have as a samurai!"
"Double limit, press the top."
Sanosuke Sagara struck first, clutching the huge Modao in both hands, leaping high and slashing at the top of Suzuichiro Makikawa's head.
"Humph! If you want to compare strength, then let me weigh your so-called weight. ”
"One Rigid Luo!"
The muscles of Makikawa Suzuichiro's right arm instantly swelled/swelled, and several blood vessels and tendons were clearly visible on the skin, and the horizontal knife blocked, easily blocking the powerful slash of Soraku-nosuke.
"Is that what you call portion? What a fluttering attack. ”
"Damn, don't underestimate my power!"
With an angry shout, Sagaruk Zuonosuke exerted his strength again, and a more powerful force came from his Mo knife than before.
Caught off guard, Suzuichiro Makikawa's knees bent down slightly.
"Can you still exert force? What a monster. Suzuichiro was surprised by the sudden increase in Sanosuke's strength, but his face did not change in the slightest.
"In that case... Two Gangliluo"
The muscles on Suzuichiro's right arm increased again, and the whole arm was covered with thick veins.
"You're too weak!"
"Slash Against the Wind"
Saying this, Suzuichiro's right hand instantly exerted force, and with a wave of the long knife, invisible energy emanated from the blade, and the qi came into contact with the Mo knife of Soraku Zuonosuke, knocking him out of the air.
"Ahem, ahem! How is it possible, my strength has actually lost to others! How is this possible..." Soraku Sanosuke lay on his back on the ground, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the sky in disbelief and muttered to himself.
Da! Da! Da!
The sound of crisp footsteps slowly approached, and Suzuichiro Makikawa looked at Soraku-nosuke condescendingly, "I'll give you another chance, admit defeat." ”
"Let me throw in the towel? Dream! I never admit defeat and never admit defeat, and there is only one possibility to defeat me, and that is to kill me. Sagaru Zuonosuke said stubbornly while trying to stand up.
"You are a true samurai, so I will use this katana in my hand, which represents the highest honor of the Makigawa clan, to end your samurai life."
Suzuichiro Makikawa slowly raised the long knife and said with a look of reverence on his face aimed at Soraku's chest.
Scold!
With a light sound, just as the katana in Makigawa Suzuichiro's hand was about to plunge into Sanosuke's chest, the cold tone of the main god suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Please note that the preparation time has ended, and the special mission has officially begun."
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