Chapter 39: The Caucuses Begin!

"First of all, all of you who have received the invitation, please gather here and board the Fist Wish."

The leader in a black suit showed an invitation with the word "wish" written on it, and then raised his strong arm and pointed to an oversized luxury cruise ship in the harbor.

"Yanzi, when I was cultivating, did you receive this thing?"

Bai Tangjing touched his chin and looked at the luxurious and spectacular cruise ship.

He's never been on a ship of this caliber in his two lives.

It looks super expensive!

And Xianzi had a brain meltdown, gently knocked on Bai Tangjing's forehead, and said helplessly.

"If anything, I'll be pulling you up now, Mirror."

So Bai Tangjing could only pout and wait for the arrangement of the black suits.

And at the right time, the arm of the leading black suit, which was originally pointing at the fist, swung a great arc.

pointed to a dilapidated freighter docked next to a luxury cruise ship.

The contrast between the dilapidated and small freighter next to the world's top cruise ship is as strong as the little beggar on the side of the road and the king standing on the same stage.

"And the participating companies that have not received the invitation, please board this 'Desperate'."

The leader in the black suit ignored the sudden uproar of the remaining representatives of the enterprise, and looked like a matter of course.

Among the 28 companies queuing up to board the luxury cruise ship, Sonyuin Ziyin walked over to the three of them with a small secretary.

"Yo, Tsuko, do you want to go up with me? The bed was big and soft. ”

After that, he glanced at Bai Tangjing with a slight smile.

But then, this heavy muscle control made some eyes straight.

Wait, this guy hasn't been seen for a week, what's going on with this exciting and trembling muscles?!

The purple sound of the Naryuin seemed to twist his legs inadvertently.

Tsuneko looked at her delicately, smiled and put his arm back on the boy.

"The lace doesn't look like it, Ziyin.

Don't worry, I don't think the Fist Club will let the representatives of more than 100 companies fall into the water halfway, right? ”

"If it were you, I could actually turn into lace."

She swallowed her saliva, and her eyes couldn't help but turn to the purple-haired beauty's lower abdomen.

She also vaguely remembered that there were mermaid lines and vest lines that made her drool.

Bai Tangjing, who was standing on the side, frowned slightly.

"Collect the taste, Miss Soryusin. The appearance of hair and estrus is too conspicuous. ”

"Oh, okay."

That said, but her eyes were unscrupulous.

As if you say yours, I'll listen to it.

It wasn't until the black suits repeatedly urged that they reluctantly got on the boat under the drag of the embarrassed little secretary.

And even Tsumiko, who was smiling from beginning to end, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after she left.

"Phewβ€”let's get on board too."

Hakudogami nodded, and Taisuke Sawanaga followed behind the two, and the three of them walked together on the tattered Desperate Number.

And after arriving on the freighter, sure enough, there are also black suits as official personnel.

He was standing in the middle of a heavy iron door and staircase, his hands outstretched to each side.

"Fighters are invited to enter the hall on the first floor, and representatives of enterprises are invited to the second floor."

Amid the unexplained uproar of some business representatives, the crowd diverted here again.

"You and Taisuke should go up first, it looks like something interesting is going to happen."

Bai Tangjing looked at the explosion-proof door, and smiled indifferently, his fists were involuntarily clenched and relaxed.

This was exactly his little habit before he started it.

And the moment she got on the boat, she seemed to smell something, and her eyes were slightly red.

Already having a premonition, she smiled softly at the boy.

"So, Kagami, have fun. Taisuke, let's go. ”

"Huh? Oh! ”

Seeing the two of them go up to the second floor, Bai Tangjing also walked behind the iron gate.

After entering the door, Bai Tangjing looked around with interest.

Fighters with different dresses, hairstyles, and physiques all have their own strong personal styles.

But the only thing in common.

- It's the fighting spirit that seems to overflow!

The atmosphere is getting heavier.

The faint smell of blood seemed to be accompanied by a murderous aura, emerging from the invisible cracks.

Then look at the glass dome of the hall on the first floor where the fighter is located.

There, representatives of the business were looking at them condescendingly.

A group of beasts eager to fight are locked in cages, while noble people spend their money and anticipation above safety.

Isn't this the Colosseum?

Bai Tangjing raised his eyebrows.

And beside Bai Tangjing, a black natural curling fighting technique didn't seem to understand the organizer's intention to set up this scene.

He made a gesture at the glass dome to ask for water.

It seems that you want your own business representatives to send water down?

He doesn't really don't understand, does he?

Bai Tangjing walked over and kindly reminded him.

"Arnold, uncle. Is it really good to let unrelated people bring water down at this time? ”

The brunette turned his head in surprise.

"Ou Yaji (uncle)?"

He is a young and powerful fighter who is called "uncle" in this room full of peers?

But when he saw the sixteen-year-old face of the young man, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't refute it.

Now high school students can also box? And at this age, he seems to be an uncle......

At this time, a blonde glasses lady who was obviously wearing an ordinary OL outfit, but under her bumpy figure, she forcibly looked a little astringent, and walked to the room on the first floor with a water bottle.

She handed the water bottle to the natural roll and said with a slight dissatisfaction.

"As a fighting artist, it is also the right thing to take care of your physical condition at all times, Mr. Wang Ma."

But the man named "Wang Ma" didn't care, took the water bottle and filled it.

"Thanks, Akiyama."

Then Akiyama, who shook his head helplessly, turned his head and saw the young man next to him.

"Huh?! You're not the one President Nogi has a crush on......"

At the beginning, Hideki Nogi even took the initiative to clean up the mess for him in order to have a good relationship with this fighting skill.

However, from the president of the Fist Wish Association, once the order to start the fist wish of the Katayuan Extinguishing Hall was issued, he didn't care about the follow-up contact at all.

Seeing him here now, was he really poached by someone else?

Before she finished speaking, the blonde glasses lady suddenly felt a sharp knife-like gaze fall on her neck.

The chill feeling as if it was going to be cut into the flesh in the next moment even made her hair explode!

Akiyama winced and sensitively followed his gaze to find the past.

But only on the glass dome in that direction, I saw a dignified and gentle purple-haired beauty, with a bad yellow hair by her side.

He is smiling and waving at where he is.

And the boy who was favored by President Nogi also waved enthusiastically in response.

"Huh?"

Wrong, delusional?

Akiyama didn't think that kind of gentle woman would emit a murderous aura that was rare even among fighters.

But in that direction, there is no one else except them and their current boss, Yamashita.

It's weird.

At this moment, the heavy iron door of the hall on the first floor slammed shut.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "click" sound of the lock.

"What?!"

The situation took a turn for the worse, and he was suddenly locked up with a group of fierce fighters.

The blonde glasses lady inevitably panicked.

To add insult to injury, on the freighter's radio, the rough-voiced captain is making a cruel announcement.

- In this room, only 5 fighters are allowed to stand until they arrive at the arena.

The rest, all eliminated!

The next moment.

"Bang-"

The half-empty water bottle that he drank smashed into the head of the young man who was still having a friendly conversation just now.

But he was dodged by a tilted head, hit the wall, and exploded a splash.

Bai Tangjing, who tilted his head, took advantage of the situation to block the fists and kicks pursued by Wang Ma, and jumped back to open the distance.

"Really, uncle......"

The boy took off his glasses and smoothed back the broken hair that was falling in front of him.

"In the blink of an eye, there is no mercy at all."

As he spoke, the young man smiled happily like the king horse not far away.

Brawl ...... Here we go!