Chapter 918: The Contest II.
The competition began.
"Drink!"
With a loud roar, Somo rushed towards Mod with his shield in his hand like a bull.
The strong wind blew from both sides of the shield, making a 'woo, woo' sound, different from the previous noise, after the gong sounded, everyone watched the fight with bated breath.
Therefore, the sound of 'woo, woo' easily reached everyone's ears.
This caused viewers to retreat. They seemed to feel the tremendous force in it, and they were implicated in it.
And Aiji and the others, who were closer, changed their faces.
"Damn, is this guy going to murder?!"
The grumpy Toff blurted out.
"That's right, that's what he thinks β and, that's what he does!"
The strongest Aiji looked at the long sword hidden behind the shield with a sinking face, and almost instinctively appeared in his mind, after the shield hit, the long sword stabbed out.
Undoubtedly, Somo is a dead hand.
"Don't keep your hands on Captain Mode, he wants to kill you!"
Edge reminded Mod in a loud voice.
In the field, it was as if he hadn't heard it at all, and the whole person stood still and didn't move.
The civilians who saw this scene covered their eyes one after another, as if they didn't want to see the bloodshed next.
So, all they heard was the crunch of a 'bell'.
And when they lowered their hands again, they saw only Maud's standing and Somer's falling.
Suddenly, these civilians who had just covered their eyes asked curiously about the people around them. Most people don't see it clearly. As long as a small number of people see itβ
"As Sommer rushed towards Captain Mode. Captain Mod waited quietly for the other to come about a foot in front of him, then suddenly dodged and came behind Somo, who fell to the ground before he could recover...... A guy who has only brute strength but no skill and sense of battle! β
Toff shouted loudly.
As if he was worried that the civilians around him did not understand, his shout spread almost halfway through the square, and those who heard it suddenly realized.
Of course, Somo naturally heard it.
Somo, who had risen from the ground, glared at Tov through his visor.
But. He clearly remembers who his opponent was.
"Modd tell your subordinates to shut up, otherwise, I don't guarantee what happens!"
Somo turned to look at Mod again.
"To Tov, you only think of them as subordinates?"
Modder was stunned.
"Hmph, a bunch of commoners, do I still need to treat them as nobles?"
Somo said disdainfully.
This made Maud frown again.
Wrong!
This is not the usual Somo!
Mode became more and more sure that something must have happened in it.
You must know that although Somo in memory has the pride of a nobleman, he is also a warrior in the true sense. Definitely not to despise anyone worthy of respect, and. I often hang out with them, and from time to time I drink and play, and I don't say such words at all.
And just when Mod was still hesitating, Somo once again swung his long sword-
"Take me this trick and try it!"
Somo yelled.
Woooooo
The long sword brought up layers of phantoms, emitting a series of breaking sounds, and the originally invisible air flow became tangible with the rapid and vigorous dance of the long sword.
Laugh at!
When this superposition underwent a qualitative change, a translucent sword wind flew out of Somo's dancing long sword and shot towards Mod, and when Mod dodged back, it left a thin, finger-deep sword mark on the hard ground, which was exactly as if a strong man had cut it with his sword.
In essence, it is caused by the sword wind.
The people who saw this scene once again exclaimed.
The civilians had never seen such swordsmanship at all.
And the soldiers of the army were also full of surprise, although they had heard of such swordsmanship, but it was only rumored that the generals could only appear in battle, but in front of them were obviously two squadron leader level people!
As for Aiji and the others, their faces became solemn.
Because, they know very well what such a sword wind represents.
If Mod accidentally takes a sword, even if he is wearing armor, he will be finished.
Bang Bang Bang!
Pound on the viewing platform. Thunder clapped with a smile on his face.
After all, everything in front of him was planned by him, and everything was developing as he expected, how could he not applaud and congratulate him?
Darrow. Thunder's face became more and more gloomy.
It is definitely not a good thing to continuously display such sword skills that far exceed one's own strength.
No warrior would do this unless he had to.
And once you do that, it's time to fight hard.
But it's just a competition!
It's just a competition!
The young man shouted in his heart.
However, it did not stop the changes on the field in the slightest-
Snort, snort, snort!
Just when everyone's expressions were different, a sword wind shot out from Somo's long sword like a gentle drizzle, forcing Mod into a corner.
"You can't hide this time!"
Somo laughed, and then, with a sword, slashed out.
Clang!
The sword wind slashed at the shield of Mod, and in a burst of sparks, the heavy shield was almost broken by the waist.
Maud glanced at it, then tossed his shield aside.
"How do you want to throw in the towel?"
Seeing this scene, Somo couldn't help but laugh even louder.
However, in the next moment, Mod made a strange gesture.
"This is the power you have received from the Holy One? Come, let me have a good look! β
Somo smiled and swung another sword.
Laugh at!
Jian Feng came to Mode in an instant, but Mode moved his steps. Easily dodged.
Snort!
Somo roared. Continuously wielding the long sword. Suddenly, the sword wind shot out like a continuous drizzle, but at this time, Mode was as dexterous as a cat, just like a dancer on the tip of a knife, dodging left and right towards Somo who swung his sword out, and Suo Mo was retreating, and at the same time swinging the sword wind to block Mode.
This scene left everyone stunned.
Pound on the viewing platform. Thunder frowned, though. Soon he was smiling again.
"A contest of skill and endurance?"
Bond. The Thunder easily saw the key points on both sides.
On the scene, as long as Mod approached Somo, he was able to restrain Somo's advantage.
And on this approach, if Somo's sword wind struck Mod, the latter would be finished.
However, regardless of what happens to the two in the end, there is one thing that affects the situation of the two.
That's stamina!
Both Somo and Mod require sufficient stamina to fulfill the above hypothesis, if either of them runs out of stamina. Then the victory will belong to the other side.
Thinking of this, Pound. Thunder laughed again.
For Somo's physical strength. Bond. The Thunder have plenty of confidence.
"It's really interesting, Sage, your professor is really interesting!"
Bond. Thunder said abruptly to Dean.
"Somo's change is interesting, isn't it?"
Dean asked rhetorically, his words unhurried.
"Oh, then, let's wait and see!"
Bond. Thunder laughed, and he seemed to see the reputation that Dean had built collapsed.
In fact, that's what he's for.
What kind of competition between Mode and Somo is just a battle between two squadron leaders, how can it make Pound. Thunder cares, and all he cares about is Dean who is standing behind Mode.
The other party's behavior in Thunder City, as well as the prestige he established among the prisoners of war, made Pound. The Thunder felt a threat.
From the initial threat to the Thunder family, all the way to the threat to him!
This makes Pound. The Thunder had to act.
That's why he made all kinds of arrangements.
And now, it's time for him to reap.
Without a trace, Pound Thunder gestured to the personal guard on the side.
Immediately, the personal guard disappeared from the viewing platform.
Of course, his arrangement can't be just this, and there are a lot of followers!
For example: some of those POWs.
Those who are not empowered by Dean and are jealous, or who are greedy for life and death, are all people who can be wooed by him.
It only takes to wait for Mod to be defeated, and these people will hear the order and fight together.
When I think of that, Pound. Thunder laughed more and more happily.
"Sage, you never understood that the most fickle of all is man! Are you grateful for their life-saving grace now, but later? It's not as affordable as a bag of gold coins! β
Bond. Thunder chuckled lowly, and the laughter reached Droz. In the ears of thunder, the young man became more and more restless.
If he had just felt that he had been given a cold reception and that something was wrong when he first returned to Helmet City.
At this time, it's not wrong.
Rather, it's a hostility!
A kind of hostility like a man's back!
Subconsciously, young people want to stand up.
However, Dean pressed the young man on the arm.
"Be patient!"
Facing the other party's gaze, Dean said lightly.
At this time, Gray, who had been disappearing, suddenly appeared behind Dean silently, bending down to signal to Dean.
There was no verbal exchange.
The two understood what they meant just by making eye contact.
All the best!
Gray stood up with a smile on his face.
Then, with a look of pity, he looked at Pound who was doing it in front of him. Thunder.
"What a pathetic fellow, it swells up just because of a little power, you have no idea what kind of existence you are up against!"
Then Gray shrugged his shoulders and withdrew what little attention he had.
The ending is already doomed, what else is there to focus on?
PS Second Update~
Decadent nap sleeps and says......
It was a cloudy day, and there were still two drops of winter rain, decadent and burrowed in the quilt, all kinds of warmth and comfort, and then when I woke up, I found that I got up more than an hour later than expected......
I didn't hear the alarm on my phone at all!
Alas!
So, even more!
Thanks to the prodigal son wandering in the four seas, turtle0920200 starting coins for the reward, the dim light 100 starting coins for the reward, mourning for the cool, reading the book 1995, and the wind and dust Wujie 10 starting coins for the reward~~~ Decadence bows again and thanks to everyone's support~~~ (To be continued......)