"Now, you see the brutality of this kind of game as well. Do you still want to participate? ”

Hearing the fat mouse's helpless inquiry, Yun Yi couldn't help but be a little silent.

Will I be scared? Am I really scared of this life-and-death struggle? Yun Yi asked himself rhetorically in his heart. If he advanced the time to before he came to Chutang, in those years of war and gunpowder, he would never be afraid, and in the face of the enemy's provocation, he would not hesitate to respond to the battle and defeat the opponent.

And now, he is carrying the empress's deathbed order, Zhao Xiyue has not grown up yet, and needs his own care. I also have a group of friends, as well as Lin Moxue. My dream has not yet come true......

Suddenly, Yun Yi smiled self-deprecatingly.

When did you have so many concerns?

Zhao Xiyue is already twelve years old, and Xu Wei from the Royal Academy wants to accept her as a disciple, believing that even without herself, she can live a happy life. For himself, what he needs to face now is nothing more than a pirate-born guy who takes pleasure in killing. If he listened to the persuasion of Fat Mouse and Hong Tie and escaped from it, would he still have the courage to fight when he encountered a strong enemy in the future?

Escaping is not Yun Yi's character.

At this time, the cries of the surrounding audience became more violent, and Yun Yi looked at the competition venue, his brows furrowed tightly.

The mech, which had lost its limbs, was like a large piece of wood, placed by the vultures in the center of the field. With Yun Yi's keen eyesight, he found that the entrance to the control room of the mecha was deformed by the vultures at some point, and the pilot inside could not open the exit from the inside to escape.

It seems that the pilot of the vulture mecha has blocked all the opponent's escape paths.

In the next scene, Rao is Yun Yi, who has already experienced countless things, couldn't help but grow his mouth and looked at everything in the field in dismay.

I saw the vulture mecha raise its long knife high, aiming at the center of the mobile mecha, and then slash downward, just like in ancient times, people used firewood knives to chop firewood......

Killing, Yun Yi has also done it, and he has done a lot.

But killing people like this, after the opponent has completely lost their combat effectiveness, and killing the opponent in this cruel way is no longer something that a normal person can do.

It's not a competition! This is an insult to mecha combat, an annihilation of humanity.

Seeing that in the field, the long knife was chopping, no one needed to guess, and they knew that the torn mecha pilot had absolutely no hope of survival.

Suddenly, Yun Yi stood up violently, didn't look at the exhilarating scene in the field, and walked outside the arena without looking back.

The fat mouse looked at Yun Yi's back in amazement, and wondered: "Squad Leader Hong, what's wrong with him?" ”

Hong Tie smiled noncommittally and said, "Who knows, maybe he is still young and can't bear to see this scene." ”

"Sure enough, it's still a child." The fat mouse sighed slightly: "I'll go buy a ferry ticket in the evening, and you can leave early tomorrow morning." With that, his gaze had already fallen to the center of the arena.

The long knife fell rapidly, accurately splitting the mech in half. Amazingly, the long knife of the vulture mecha did not hurt the pilot inside the mobile mecha, and the knife just split the cockpit, revealing the person who had been cowered together in fright.

Amid a cheer and whistle, the vulture tossed his knife aside, stretched out his large hand to lift his opponent out of the wreckage of the cockpit, and then raised it high in the air like a treasure to show it to the spectators around him. And the man who was carried in the air seemed to have fainted, and there was no struggle at all.

As if sensing that the time was almost up, the vulture then spread his left hand forward, carried the man over and placed it on top of his left palm, and then raised it high. Then, it raised its right arm high into the air, and the five fingers of its right hand were outstretched. After that, his left palm was thrown upwards......

There was a sudden silence in the arena, as if everyone was wondering what would happen next, how the vulture would execute its opponent.

"Smack......

Have you ever photographed a mosquito? Imagine swatting a mosquito to death and you'll know what's going on in the arena.

"Let's go, ......" Hong Tie got up, pulled the fat mouse with a slightly pale face, and walked out. Around them, some of the spectators were shouting frantically, some were pale and glazed, and some were already throwing up.

But in contrast, the people who cheered loudly still accounted for the vast majority, and it seemed that these people had long been accustomed to watching such killings.

The separation was imminent, Hong Tie and Fat Mouse were both a little reluctant, and found a bar to drink a lot of wine. Hong Tie was slightly drunk and returned to the rented hotel, only to see Yun Yi sitting on the bed practicing.

Hearing the sound of the door, Yun Yi opened his eyes and found that it was Hong Tie who had returned, so he closed his eyes again and prepared to practice.

"Still working hard......" Hong Tie hiccuped, and the smell of alcohol made Yun Yi very uncomfortable. He continued: "The ticket has been bought, it is ten o'clock tomorrow morning, go to bed early." ”

"I don't want to go back." Yun Yi opened his eyes and looked at Hong Tie Zhengse.

Hong Tie smiled: "What, are you not convinced?" You don't have to. You should know that the growth of martial arts cultivation can greatly increase a person's lifespan. Those people all had the strength of level nine or above, and the youngest were nearly a hundred years old. As I've said before, they'll take a lot longer to fight than you can in a mech. However, I believe that with your qualifications, they may not be your opponents in less than ten years. ”

"I don't want to run away."

Yun Yi got up, brought a cup of hot water to Hong Tie, who was full of alcohol, and put it on the table. Then he sat on the sofa and looked at Hong Tiedao: "Their martial arts cultivation is the same as mine, and at most they will not exceed the innate level." And after watching the game, I think I'm sure of it. ”

"No, I'll never allow you to do that." Hong Tie scolded: "Even if you are sure, I will let you take the risk." You're just a student now, what happens to your family, what happens to the school? How do you ask me to explain to the school? ”

"Trust me, I can win."

Hong Tie shook his head and said, "What are you going to do to win?" With those B-rank skills you mastered? Besides, among those people, the lowest has the strength of the ninth level of martial arts, and you are only the eighth level of martial arts, so you are not an opponent of others at all. ”

"What do you mean...... As long as you have a ninth-level martial arts cultivation, can you defeat it? Yun Yi's eyes lit up. Asked eagerly.

Hong Tie wants to completely put an end to Yunyi's desire to fight, although it is said that martial arts cultivation is only an auxiliary for mecha combat, but it is the most important factor, without strong internal support, whether it is the release of combat skills, or the oppression of difficult movements on the body, and even hand speed, it is related to martial arts cultivation.

In his opinion, Yun Yi was just an eighth-level martial artist, and if he wanted to break through to the ninth-level, one night was simply not enough. However, he seemed to have forgotten that the eighth level of the Cloud Wing Martial Dao was his own guess, and he did not confirm it.

"That's right, if you can break through to the ninth level of martial arts now, I promise you that you will go to fight the people of Matgas!" Hong Tie said categorically.

When Yun Yi heard this, he immediately jumped down from the sofa and shouted excitedly, "Really? ”

"Really!"

"A gentleman's word?"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

"Good!" Yun Yi shouted and said mysteriously, "I'll go and practice now......"

Yun Yi was seen returning to his room and closing the door. Hong Tie sneered and said: "It's really a child, can it be that in one night, you can break through the shackles of the eighth level of martial arts, don't be funny......"

With that, he shook his head, drank the slightly cold water from the cup, then took a shower, and fell asleep on the bed.

When the next day dawned, as soon as Hong Tie got up, he saw Yun Yi, who was already sitting on the sofa waiting for him to get up, just said hello, but immediately widened his eyes, staring at Yun Yi deadly, after half a ring, his face was full of disbelief, and he shouted: "This ...... It's impossible! ”