The K-ONE White Fight Tournament is open until the deadline for registration, with a total of 22 players participating.

Major TV stations began to play up this white match, which also made many people understand what the purpose of this competition was.

The world's only superpower wants to flex its military muscles and introduce an experimental show of powerful mechs to the world, with the slogan that ordinary people will rely on technology to defeat the extraordinary.

Some of the principles of the forcible mecha have been revealed, and it must not be said to the public that it is so cruel to use the flesh and blood of the spirits, and it is explained that the physical armor of the high-level spirits is modeled by nanotechnology, and it will be popularized in the army in the future.

The people watched the excitement, the ideas of various countries were different, and the transcendent world also set off turmoil, and many transcendent anchors believed that technology was a mortal skill, how could it be possible to defeat the extraordinary.

As an extraordinary hardcore science anchor, Bai Shi did not rashly comment on things he didn't understand, so as not to be slapped in the face.

He just continued to train in special training.

……

As the days passed, the Internet and major media began to quarrel, not only about the competition, but also about whether mortal technology has the hope of catching up with the extraordinary.

The pros and cons debates are interesting.

Shiraishi fingered down to the comment area of a video, and netizens left messages, and walked to the corridor on the other side.

As we approach mid-September, the weather is getting cooler.

Nohara Shrine no longer needs to deliberately cool people down and return to their normal senses.

He walked around to the corridor of the pond and saw the beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple lying on the ground, her smooth back shining, which was the light of the sun shining on the beads of sweat.

"What are you doing?" Shiraishi's tone was a little puzzled, her expression was not too worried, and it could be seen at a glance that she had not suffered serious internal or external injuries.

"Hmm, Shiraishi-kun," Miya of the Ghost Dragon Temple raised her head slightly, and a hehehe smile appeared on her face, "I'm sunbathing and experiencing the pulse of the earth." ”

Her current expression is like that sloppy smile of a erring Shiba Inu, which makes people know that she is lying at a glance.

"Oh," Shiraishi replied, raising his hand to use the linden wood, and the emerald green shoots burst out from the palm of his hand, turning into vibrant vines to entangle the beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard lying on the ground, and pulled it back hard.

"Ahh Wait, no, it's really bad. ”

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple shouted loudly, and her body twisted like an earthworm, and the tingling sensation spread from the nerves in her legs to her brain.

Bai Shi placed the person next to the pillar of the corridor, and said expressionlessly: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Hehe, I'm not thinking that I'm coming to the big competition, and the protagonist has to practice nirvana, so I'm thinking about it, and I'm also doing a nirvana, and the name is good for the gods, and the wind is thundering."

Seeing that the beautiful teeth of the Oniryuin Temple were exposed, she tried to confess and be lenient, trying to use a flattering smile to disintegrate Shiraishi's anger.

In winter, Shiraishi flicked her finger on the door of her head and scolded: "You want to run before you learn to walk?" ”

"Have you done a good job of spiraling on your arm?"

"Well, I want the two of you to practice together."

She weakly put forward her concept, and once again ushered in a finger flick, a pain appeared on her forehead, and her hand hurriedly covered it to prevent him from continuing to play, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, Bai Shijun don't play anymore, it hurts." ”

"You still know the pain, without laying the foundation in advance, how serious the sequelae of getting started directly are, I don't think you have learned a lesson."

Shiraishi said, squatting down and looking at the pair of long legs wrapped in loose scarlet hakama.

Gu Dong, the beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard swallowed her saliva, leaned her back against the pillar, and said in a trembling voice: "Bai Shijun, you are so gentle and warm-hearted, you shouldn't do that, right?" ”

"Hehe, if you deal with disobedient children, you have to give a little punishment."

Shiraishi smiled and poked her right calf with his index finger.

"Woo," the beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple made a nasal voice that was almost mournful, and it was okay not to move, but when he moved his legs, the feeling of numbness instantly swept through his body.

The great water knocks on the Golden Gate.

"Devil, Shiraishi-kun is the devil."

She made an accusation, and when she saw someone raise her hand, she immediately burst into tears and softened: "I'm sorry, I know it's wrong, please don't poke it again, Shiraishi-kun." ”

"Hmph, remember next time, don't mess around like this, practice step by step, don't think about any nirvana, one hit is a rare case, most of the time, rely on normal play."

Shiraishi admonished with a serious face.

The beauty of the Ghost Dragon Temple nodded repeatedly, promising that she would never make a similar mistake again.

Shiraishi would not give her a chance to continue to make that kind of mistake, and kept under strict surveillance until September 16.

……

Bunkyo Ward, outside Tokyo Dome.

At seven o'clock in the morning, it was already crowded with people, and various TV media and well-known bloggers visited one after another.

The tournament opens at 8 a.m., but if you don't enter early, 55,000 people will enter together.

It's okay in front, but the people in the back, when it's their turn, they don't know how many games the game will end.

Even if they do enter, it's hard to see anything concrete.

The mortal eye cannot catch the battle of the transcendent, and knowing this, people still have a strong curiosity about the game.

The ticket price for a regular seat is 10,000 yen, and the seat near the ring is 30,000 yen.

The ticket reseller raised the price to 50,000 yen, but there were still people who were willing to pay for it.

"Wow, that's a lot of people." The beautiful face of the Ghost Dragon Temple was pressed against the window, and her expression became excited, "Shiraishi-kun, you said that if I win the championship, will I quickly become a national idol?" ”

"Well, with the current level of attention, the championship must be remembered by most people."

Shiraishi nodded and poured another basin of cold water on her, "However, don't expect too much, unlike last time, this time there is no age limit, and your opponents are not only your peers, but also those with very rich combat experience." ”

"I see."

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard were all mouthful, and they felt that they were being underestimated, and secretly swore in their hearts that they must win the championship, which made Shiraishi stunned.

Shiraishi glanced at her expression and understood what she was thinking, and shook his head helplessly.

This time with the Ghost Dragon Academy's beautiful teeth is to see the world, not to rush for the championship.

Enthusiasm is a good thing, but reality does not always respond to people's enthusiasm.

He walked around the parking lot for a while before finding a vacant spot to park and closing the door.

Shiraishi led the Ghost Dragon Academy's beautiful teeth to the player's special passage reserved for the competition.

Compared to the noise of the normal passage outside, it was quiet, so quiet that people could hear their own footsteps.

There is an elevator at the end, and Shiraishi and Oniryuin Mei Ya enter, press the minus third floor.

The elevator fell, opened with a clang, and there was a staff member in a black suit in front of him, "Hello, players, please go to the right-hand side, if the god is the master, go to the left-hand side, and go out to the first row of seats." ”

Shiraishi patted her on the shoulder, "Come on, Ghost Dragon Temple." ”

"Hey!" The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple replied with a heavy sigh and strode to the right.

……

Shiraishi turned to the narrow passage on the left, and the silence was broken as he approached the exit.

Reaching this level of number, a simple exchange will form a whistling.

People who like to be noisy will become excited by the sound that shakes the air.

Shiraishi is obviously that kind of person, he doesn't like too quiet scenes, he is full of interest in this kind of grand celebration of 10,000 people, and his blood seems to be boiling.

He walked briskly out of the passage.

Bright light casts down from the dome, making the ground as bright as the ground.

Rows of seats are arranged in a circular shape around a wide ring, resembling terraces, one floor higher than the other.

If you look at the ring from the last seat, you will have to bring your own binoculars if you want to see the appearance of people clearly.

The organizers of the competition obviously thought of this, and deliberately hung four large screens directly above the dome so that people behind them could see the appearance of the contestants, so that they could make the trip worthwhile.

There weren't many people sitting in the front row now, and the noise was more of a waft down from above, echoing and buzzing on the huge third floor.

Black ant-like spectators poured in through the gate and headed to their respective seats.

His ticket is a family ticket unique to the contestants, and there is only one, so Kaminagi Rin and Jun Komori did not come.

If it's free, Shiraishi is also willing to pull Jun Komori and Kaminagi Rin over to take a look, and even if the fee is charged, not to mention the trouble of buying tickets, you will be slaughtered by scalpers.

He glanced at the seat number on the ticket and continued walking.

"Yo, Shiraishi-san, I knew as soon as I guessed that you would also participate."

At a distance, a man in a purple flower shirt waved.

Shiraishi walked over and found that the two of them were right together, "Fujiwara, is Yin Shi Jingu actually interested in this kind of competition?" ”

"In this kind of lively occasion, we always have to show our faces and brush up on our presence."

Fujiwara Ryuxian shrugged his shoulders, touched the beard scumbag on his chin with his hand and said, "That being said, we are actually very curious about the strength of the strong mecha. ”

The specific composition of the forcibly installed mecha is that it can't be hidden from Yin Shi Divine Palace, and if you don't want to be curious about the strength of the mecha, it's fake.

"We deliberately selected a powerful Inner Palace Divine Officer in lv.4 to cultivate the Heavenly Stream Burst Flame Peerless."

When Fujiwara Ryuxian said this, his expression was a little helpless and said, "I hope Shiraishi-san can be merciful for now." ”

"Does Tianliu still have this distinction?"

Shiraishi was curious.

Fujiwara Ryuxian nodded and said, "Wind, fire, thunder and water, the heavenly flow symbolizes the disasters of the four natures.

It's just that people who cultivate the Heavenly Flow Thunder Killing Method can't cultivate the Explosive Flame Peerless, and the attributes of the two spiritual pressure can't match. ”

"Well, I understand, don't worry, I'm just going to see."

Shiraishi's answer made Fujiwara Ryuxian smile wryly, and he was helpless, he couldn't stop others from watching the game.

Eh, Burst Flame Wushuang is estimated to be unable to keep it, he originally planned to let the god who cultivated the Tianliu Thunder Killing Method fight, but was vetoed by his sister, and changed to Yin Shi Shengong lv.4 The most powerful god appeared to test the power of the strong mecha.

After all, the grand strategy of developing the other world is not something that can be easily promoted with a single lip service.

No one knows how many monsters the Atlas has, and how many lives need to be filled.

If there is someone who can replace the low-level transcendent and send him to death, it is undoubtedly a good thing.

For those soldiers, it was a cruel thing.

Fujiwara Ryuxian's eyes were a little deep.

Bai Shi thought that he was worried that Burst Yan Wushuang would be learned by himself, and comforted: "You don't have to be so nervous, I have no intention of continuing to recruit witches, three is enough for me to worry about." ”

"yes, that's a pity."

Fujiwara Ryuxian had no intention of confiding in a sincere word, and seeing the surprise on Shiraishi's face, he didn't know how to hide it, he suddenly saw an acquaintance walking here, and hurriedly put on a very enthusiastic posture and said: "Mayumi-chan ~ I'm here ~"

The person who came had a cold face, long black hair coiled up, a suit for a professional white-collar woman, and slender legs wrapped in coffee-colored stockings, "Shut up, I'm not familiar with you, don't call it so intimate." ”

Shido Mayumi replied, her eyes seemed to glance at Shiraishi who was sitting next to her, and she became more and more suspicious in her heart that this person had some kind of ulterior relationship with Yin Shi Divine Palace.

"Don't be so cold, sit here."

Fujiwara Ryuxian patted his thigh.

Shido Mayumi didn't sit down, the last time she was at the same table with Shiraishi, the huge pressure made her go back and lose a few more hairs.

She was still young and didn't want to go bald due to stress, so she chose to move forward.

"Mayumi-chan is so indifferent~"

Fujiwara Ryuksen's words did not shake Shido Mayumi's determination, and she walked to the empty seat far away and sat down, quietly watching them.

Shiraishi said a little strangely, "What type do you like?" ”

"Haha, my relationship with Mayumi-chan is more like that of a parole and a police officer, destined to be entangled with each other for the rest of our lives."

Fujiwara Ryutsushi replied in a brisk tone.

Shiraishi was curious: "Parolee...... Did you do anything? ”

"Well, young and frivolous, pulled into a beautiful dream by someone, thinking that they can change the world and last forever."

A touch of nostalgia appeared on Fujiwara Ryuxian's face, and he said with a smile: "Then I was slapped by the adults, and I woke up from my dream, patted the dirt on my body, and continued to laugh and live." ”

Shiraishi didn't ask what the dream was, the expression on the other party's face was a smile, giving him the feeling that he would cry in the next second, "Do you know what players are participating in this competition?" ”

Fujiwara Ryuxian followed his topic and said, "This contestant is not easy. ”

……

Players' lounge.

There is no room for everyone, everyone shares a large lounge with private cupboards.

The beauty of the ghost dragon temple was brought here by the staff, and the apricot eyes looked around, and the atmosphere in the lounge was not as lively as outside, and it was very silent.

Everyone is preparing for the race.

She glanced at it, saw the familiar baby face, and hurriedly raised her hand and said, "Hello~ Miyazaki, you really came." ”

Takeshi Miyazaki turned his head, and said with a smile on his face: "Ghost Dragon Temple, I knew that I could meet you, I haven't seen you for a while, and your strength has improved again." ”

"So are you." The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard replied with a grin, and when they got closer, they turned to a low voice: "The people here look so strong." ”

Takeshi Miyazaki smiled dumbly and said, "It doesn't matter if it's low or not, at this level, everyone can hear it, and that one is the exception." ”

The beauty of the Oniryuin Temple glanced at the exception in his mouth, which was a foreigner who was doing a warm-up exercise, blonde, thin face full of indifference, ignoring the gaze of others, and doing push-ups with his hands.

The upper body does not look robust, and the marks of the ribs are clearly exposed.

"Jack Wilson, an officer in the Marine Corps, he wears a strong mech on his waist."