"Thank you very much, Mr. Fiai, for your kind help. ”

In the Lionheart Dojo, in the tea room belonging to the host, Randall sat in a sitting position with his head held high, and then bowed deeply with his head down.

This is thanks from the heart, because if it weren't for Midi, Lionheart Dojo wouldn't have ended well in today's situation. However, in addition to gratitude, Randall's eyes were also guarded.

After all, Midi's strength is too strong, as long as he is willing, it is only a thought to sweep this dojo now, and before he deliberately concealed the rank, and with the help of the opponent's mentality of despising the enemy, he shot a sword that killed in seconds, which was a bit shocking, or that Liwei was too much. Therefore, even a kind-hearted person like Randall couldn't help but be vigilant.

It seems that this Liwei is a bit overdone.

Sensing Randall's reaction, Midi also smiled slightly bitterly in her heart.

However, the other party will be vigilant, in the final analysis, because of the relationship between his identity and purpose.

Thinking of this, Midi reached into his arms and took out a swarthy tablet from his close pocket.

This tablet is small in size, only the length of a palm, and the width of two fingers, and it looks like a rectangular and inconspicuous piece of iron. However, in fact, it was made of Void Star Iron, the same material as Midi's Black Sky Sword, and even the Extreme Intention was difficult to destroy, and it was also mixed with some other rare materials, so although it was small, it was very heavy, and it was heavy to put on the hand.

And on the tablet, with the technique of knife sharpening and axe chopping, such a line of words is engraved -

The enemy does not die, and the lionheart does not die.

"I wonder if Mr. Randall has this tablet?" said Midi calmly, placing the Star Iron Tablet on the small table in front of him.

Randall didn't care at first, just gave him a casual look. Soon, however, when he recited the words on the tablet a few times, he seemed to remember something, his breathing became heavy, his eyes became sharp, and when he reached the extreme, even his body trembled slightly.

"This tablet is...... Tell me, Mr. Fia, where did you get it?" Randall stood up in defiance of etiquette, his tone filled with irrepressible excitement.

"It seems that Mr. Randall does know him. Midi smiled, not in a hurry to explain.

Randall's expression on Midi's face was extremely natural, not as if he had obtained the tablet by chance, or snatched it by force, but as if he had obtained the inheritance of orthodoxy.

He thought about it again, although the identity of this person in front of him was mysterious, but his ability was too much higher than himself, and there were two people above level 40 by his side, he knew at a glance that he was a master companion who had experienced a hundred battles, if he really wanted to plot this small Lionheart Dojo, why bother to make so many bends?

So he groaned for a while, and then said solemnly: "To tell you the truth, this tablet is made by the ancestor of the Lionheart Dojo, and the person who holds this tablet should be the host of the Lionheart Dojo." If you have the heart, Mr. Fiay, I, Randall, will immediately relinquish my position as presiding officer. ”

Randall's statement was expected by Midi, otherwise, Midi would not have chosen that way to appear at first, but his purpose was not to preside over such a position, but to turn the Lionheart Dojo into a suitable chess piece in his hand.

Regarding Randall's proposal, Midi directly skipped it, and then continued: "So, the second question, do you know where this master of the Lionheart Dojo comes from?"

Randall thought that Midi was waiting for him to give up his position as host, but he didn't expect that the other party would simply ignore what he had made up his mind to say, and instead asked a completely irrelevant question, and his thoughts paused for a moment. Then, he came back to his senses and thought carefully for a long time, but his face involuntarily showed an embarrassed look.

Speaking of which, although during the establishment of the Lionheart Dojo, the Iron and Blood Grand Duke also relied on the sword in his hand to conquer this piece of heaven and earth in Farowan, but because it was a dark chess relationship, he didn't know when Lu Dao would use it, so he didn't reveal his true identity at all.

Therefore, in the Lionheart Dojo, there are many legendary deeds about the ancestor, but the identity and origin are very few.

Seeing Randall's attitude, Midi basically guessed what the iron-blooded Grand Duke did back then.

But now, since this chess piece planted thirty years ago is finally about to play its role, it is naturally impossible to hide it anymore, so he cleared his throat, glanced at the other party, and said: "Mr. Randall, do you know Heydrich, the iron-blooded Grand Duke of the Belmar Kingdom?"

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, an afternoon has passed.

Originally, Randall's training in the Lionheart Dojo was extremely strict, and he had to test the progress of the disciples every afternoon, even on the day before the people from the Shinra Dojo were about to arrive.

However, at this moment, Randall did not take the school examination for the first time, but discussed with the mysterious young man in the tea room for a whole afternoon, and did not even come out once.

The disciples in the dojo couldn't help but whisper to each other, guessing about the content of the internal discussion, but more speculating about Midi's identity.

Among them, there are also bold ones, who directly want to talk to the two people brought by Midi. However, Dixon and Kelvin are both first-class mercenary group leaders, how could they be tricked out of any information by a few hairy boys who are not in the world, and they have learned a lot of information about the Lionheart Dojo and the recent situation in Faroe Bay.

The secret conversation between the leaders of the two sides continued until dusk, and the disciples of the dojo saw that Randall had walked out of the tea room, and his face was full of joy, obviously getting some good news.

Peter, the eldest disciple of the dojo, Matthew, the second disciple, and Janet, the youngest and most talented female disciple, these three people had the closest relationship with Randall, and they were not afraid of his reprimand, so they immediately surrounded them and asked questions. However, Randall didn't say much, just smiled and encouraged, and emphasized that he must continue to improve his level and combat effectiveness in the future, so that the future must be limitless.

Although he didn't ask about the specific situation, Randall's expression and demeanor all showed that the haze that had been pressing on his heart these days had been gone, and even the possible revenge in the Jinra Dojo in the future didn't seem to be taken to heart by him. The disciples couldn't help but be secretly surprised, who was that black-haired and black-eyed young man who was sacred, and it only took one afternoon to completely convince them, who had always been quite stubborn, master?

In fact, even Randall himself felt incredible, as if he was in a dream.

It turns out that this is the Lionheart Dojo, which was built by the legendary figure of Belmar?

Not only that, not only did this dojo have an extremely powerful founder when it was established, but more importantly, the young man who came now with the tablet turned out to be the envoy of the Belmar Kingdom!

Doesn't this mean that the Lionheart Dojo now has a real state backing it!

With infinite financial and material support, and a strong man like Midi in charge, just a Zhenluo Dojo, no matter how hard the background is, what can be done?

And now as the host of the Lionheart Dojo, in the face of such a rare opportunity in a hundred years, he should naturally exert all his strength to revitalize the dojo, so that he can be worthy of the power of that iron-blooded Grand Duke!

Thinking of this, Randall's heart couldn't help but feel a fire.

However, after an afternoon conversation, Midi was far less optimistic than Randall.

While he pointed out his identity and the future path of the Lionheart Dojo, he naturally asked the host a lot about the situation in Faro Bay, especially the situation in the Jinluo Dojo. And from some details, Midi sensed a huge mastermind.

To know that at the end of last year, just after the end of the Belmar Civil War, the Jinra Dojo was just a third-rate dojo with a very small number of people, and there were not even level 40 masters among them.

However, in just a few months, in this small dojo, a large number of senior professionals above level 40 suddenly appeared, and there were countless disciples above level 30, just in the blink of an eye, the strength of the Zhenluo Dojo soared to one of the top two positions in the entire Faro Bay.

Moreover, after gaining a powerful professional, the Shinra Dojo did not indulge in any false fame and status, but immediately began to expand like a locust.

They kept kicking out the gym, or using the means of forced buying and selling, to eat and merge a small and medium-sized dojo, and in a few months, faintly, the territory of the Zhenluo dojo has expanded dozens of times.

Of course, this unbridled and destructive rise will naturally attract the disgust and hostility of many people. Many small and medium-sized dojos even formed alliances with each other to help resist the annexation of Jinla.

It's just that what is strange is that these opponents have mysteriously disappeared one after another, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead. Although everyone knew that the Shinra Dojo was behind the ghost, there was no evidence at all.

As a result, the remaining opponents all felt that they could not protect themselves, and the alliance against Jinra was stillborn, coupled with the silence of the general forces, it seemed that no one in Farowan could stop the rise of the Jinra Dojo.

And the scene that happened in the Lionheart Dojo was just the tip of the iceberg of the rampant and domineering of the Zhenluo Dojo.

Who can make a third-rate dojo instantly become a powerful force full of level 40 masters?

Who would be eager to encroach on the West Coast at this time?

As soon as these two questions were raised, Midi felt that the answers were already on the horizon.

Unexpectedly, he had only been on the West Coast for a few days, and he had already fallen in love with his old rival, the Delos Empire.