Qi Lin glanced at the image of the opponent on the tablet, wearing an oval porous iron mask on his face, and he couldn't see his appearance, and the overall appearance was a typical Nordic strong man.

Kaede Harutani added next to him: "Since it is forbidden to record video materials after the start of the match, I can't show you his fighting style directly, but according to the analysts hired by the company to watch, this 'hopeless' strength is also the top one in the nine dans, and I don't know which world-famous player is anonymous." ”

Masanobu Kamiizumi was also at the scene, and he took over Kaede Harutani's words: "The analyst bluntly said that fighting with this person, if you want to be prepared to face death if you lose, his fighting style is extremely cruel, and he never shows mercy to any opponent, as long as he can kill the opponent, he will definitely kill without hesitation." ”

Kaede Harutani then said: "This swordsman has won forty-two games for Deis Environmental Protection and only lost two, and I must tell you that in all the games he played and won, the enemy was all killed, and the few opponents who did not die were actually the ones who surrendered immediately at the beginning of the game." ”

Qi Lin glanced at the two of them and asked, "What do you want to express when you say so much?" ”

Masanobu Kamizumi said with a serious face: "I suggest that you don't have to take risks, I can accept the surrender price in this game, even if you surrender, I can still get the share I want, and I can also fulfill the agreement I made with you before." ”

Hearing Kamizumi Masanobu's words, Qi Lin couldn't help but glance at him.

I didn't expect this uncle to be a little principled, and he didn't see the money.

Qi Lin nodded and said, "I'll decide according to the situation when the meeting comes, you don't have to worry." ”

As they spoke, they returned to the deck and boarded the helicopter again.

The next venue, which still needs to fly for about two hours.

***

Helicopters whizzed through the night.

Soon, the command at the tower descended to the flat ground.

"Is this an island?"

Qi Lin got off the helicopter and looked around, finding himself on a specially carved apron, and this open space was wrapped in endless dense tall trees.

Kaede Harutani also looked around, nodded and said, "It's all some tropical and subtropical tree species, and we are indeed on some unknown island. ”

Masanobu Ueizumi's expression was indifferent: "There are many countries in the world that are willing to sell such useless miniature islands, and it is not uncommon for the Death Maniac Society to be able to buy them. ”

"Welcome, President Kamizumi."

At this time, as the voice sounded, a tall thin man dressed as a butler and wearing a mask with the word death madness walked out of the dense forest.

Then, his mask turned to Qi Lian, and he also bowed slightly: "Welcome, Bai Shura, the strongest man in the world." ”

Unlike greeting Masanobu Izumi, this housekeeper even used honorifics for Qi Lone, and Qi Lone's evaluation was actually the strongest in the world, and his tone was natural and categorical, without any praise or praise.

Qi Lin glanced up at the other party and asked with interest, "It seems that you know my true identity?" ”

The butler nodded: "Mask cover is just to prevent the sword bearer from directly showing his true face, in fact, a person's posture, gait and combat habits are difficult to deliberately hide, and even more so for a person like Mr. Bai Shura." ”

Qi Lin nodded, he didn't think that he could keep his identity secret in front of someone who cared about it.

"Then, I'll lead the way." Seeing that Qi was silent and did not speak, the housekeeper stopped greeting too much and turned around and walked into the dense forest.

Qi Lin and the others immediately followed.

At night, after walking for a while in the darkless dense forest, the butler of the Death Maniac Society did not know what switch he had pressed, only to see the ground slowly part, revealing a staircase that glowed brightly.

"Descend the stairs to the underground, which is the sword arena used by the Death Maniac to arrange various high-level sword fights." The butler introduced it and took the lead in going down.

Entering the staircase, the top of your head slowly closes, and the nameless island returns to darkness once more.

Qi Lin and the others silently followed the butler through the not-so-long staircase tunnel.

By the time we reached the edge of the staircase, a commotion had already begun to be heard.

The butler didn't move forward, but stood at the door and made a gesture of "please" to Qi Lin and them.

Qi Lin took the lead and walked out of the door.

Wow.

Countless noises and noisy voices converged, and they came to the interior of a small space that imitated the ancient Norse arena.

It's not very big, it's a bit like the scene where Qi Lin fights Abysswalker Arther in the Tower of Transcendence.

The colosseum is a circular arena with a diameter of about 30 meters in the center, which is surrounded by high walls, and on top of the high wall are circles of auditoriums.

At this moment, in the gladiatorial arena, a tall man kicked the inside of his opponent's knee, kicking the person to his knees.

Then, he held up the huge, one-meter-seven-long, flame-shaped sword in his hand, with a straight body and a curved shape like a flame.

Before the opponent could shout to admit defeat, he slashed down with both hands, and cut off the opponent's head in an instant!

The hundreds of spectators in the audience immediately issued a clamor of encouragement.

"Well done!"

"That's right! Just cut off his head like that! That's great! ”

Seeing such a barbaric and bloody act in the field, Shangquan Masanobu and Haruya Kaede behind Qi Lin both frowned, Shangquan Technology had just become a member of the Death Maniac Organization, they had never seen such a direct killing method before, and now they suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

In the field, the "hopeless" who killed the opponent turned around and saw Qi Lin and his party appearing from the competition channel, and immediately raised his huge flame-shaped sword provocatively, roared angrily in this direction, and then turned to one hand to carry the sword on his shoulder, stretched out his left hand and hooked Qi Lian.

The referee also came off the court at this time, and he watched several staff members come to the stage and drag down the opponent who had no hope of killing, and then loudly announced: "The dessert is over before the game, and the challenger company will transfer its billion-yen business to Dyce Environmental Protection under the supervision of the Death Maniac Association afterwards." ”

It seems that before Qi Lin and them arrived, there was a temporary play-off here, and someone wanted to challenge the position of Deiss Environmental Protection.

As a result, it was clear that the company had failed, not only losing a billion yen in business, but also the swordsman who had been carefully trained by his family was killed.

The mad referee then said: "Today, the other side of the Death Maniac Sword Fight Finals" Shangquan Technology has arrived! Please take the sword bearer Bai Shura in place immediately! ”

Qi was silent, removed his shirt and handed it to Harugu Kaede, and at the same time took the imitation immortal slash handed by Harugu Kaede, and silently came to the edge of the gladiatorial arena.

Then he jumped off the high wall as soon as he rolled over, and the whole person landed in the arena.

The two confronted each other.

Hopeless's height was nearly ten centimeters taller than Qi Lone, he looked at Qi Lin from a top-down angle, and said with a smile in Norse: "You are Bai Shura?" Or should I call your real name, Qi Lian? ”

"It doesn't matter." Qi Lian's eyes were indifferent, he just said: "That person just now is not your opponent, and it seems that there is no need to kill in the end." ”

Hopeless looked at him with strange eyes: "Little sheep, this is a mad sword fight here, isn't it a matter of course to kill the opponent?" You don't think you're here, do you? ”

"What's more," Hopeless' eyes gradually turned bloody, "I love to kill!" If it weren't for the thrill of slashing an enemy in two, I wouldn't have time to participate in this copper-smelling duel! ”

His voice was fanatical: "After all, my ancestors, but in the 'miserable and hopeless army', a powerful warrior who has participated in countless bloody battles and still survived, slaying the enemy is the most thirsty desire for the blood flowing in my body. ”

Miserable and hopeless team?

Qi Lin was a little familiar with the name of this unit, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered it.

It is said that in the Nordic countries of the Middle Ages, there were numerous skirmishes, and these battles often had some "cannon fodder" troops.

This kind of team is called the "miserable and hopeless team".

The role of these cannon fodder units is to attract and waste the opponent's firepower in a suicidal way, and often end up being completely destroyed.

The composition of such troops is basically composed of criminals who have committed serious crimes, prisoners of the battlefield, and other unlucky slaves, who are usually promised that if they survive the battlefield, they will be free again.

Obviously, very few people survive.

Ancestors who have participated in countless battles as a miserable and hopeless team and still survived, as 'Hopeless' says, undoubtedly possess certain traits that are far stronger than ordinary people.

But seeing the hopeless appearance in front of him who longs for blood, it is not clear whether he has inherited the powerful traits of the ancestors.

At the very least, it's an anti-human element.

Qi Lin no longer spoke, but silently lifted the immortal slash with both hands, and put on a hidden posture.

Next, it's time to clean up pests for humans.

Hopelessly, seeing Qi Lin put on a posture, he couldn't help but laugh wildly, holding the hilt of the flame-shaped greatsword in his hand with both hands, and quickly put on a "bull-style" posture after rotating it twice.

He said, "Zilun, remember my name, my name is Jaeger, Jaeg Yanosh!" ”

When the referee saw the two in place, he immediately raised his hand and waved down.

"Death madness sword fight, begin!"

Rumble!

In the next second, before the audience could react, the two had already collided!

The weapons intertwined, Jaeger's emerald green pupils fluttered, and a large amount of bloodshot appeared on the whites of his eyes.

On the surface of his body, a large number of dilated blood vessels and nerves slowly began to appear, and his white skin turned red.

His ancestors were able to survive countless death-defying battles as a blood-colored miserable and hopeless team, thanks to this terrifying physical fitness like a demon.

The more you fight, the more excited, the more you see blood, the more crazy you get!

Jaeger believed that the blood flowing in his own body and that of his ancestors was the blood of the legendary demons.

He looked at Qi Lin with crazy eyes, and said hoarsely and excitedly, "Bai Shura, come on!" Do your best to please me! ”

After that, his terrifying power that was different from ordinary people was overwhelmingly crushed!

As mentioned earlier, the world record for deadlift strength is 700 kilograms.

The person in front of him, although he doesn't have the size of a strong man, his strength has almost reached the level of this strong man!

And after Qi Lin has been strengthened by transcendence, his strength is only at this level!

Under such a surging force, Qi Lin struggled to withstand the weight of Jaeger's flame-shaped greatsword, and suddenly fell into a disadvantage in the confrontation of strength.

This kind of disadvantage in strength was the first time he had faced it since returning to Earth from the Outlands.

However, he was not afraid, but a little excited.

The population of Earth Star is close to 10 billion, under a huge base.

Sure enough, there are still such monstrous humans!

On the contrary, Jaeger's eyes revealed surprise, and he wrestled with Qi Lin for two seconds before suddenly shaking his sword, and the two of them jumped back at the same time.

Yeg was carrying a flame-shaped sword, his body was red, as if he was steaming, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It can be comparable to me in terms of strength, I didn't expect that the Great Xia race could also give birth to a person like you." ”

(End of chapter)