Counterfeit Hero

No. 66 Duke Avenue, Central City, this building located at the corner of the intersection is where the headquarters of the Phantom Flow's main sect [Gryphon Knights] mecha fighting gym is located.

The door of the fighting gym is an arched stone door. Above the door frame, there are six relief sculptures of griffins with heads and bodies. On the top is a mecha sculpture that looks very similar to a griffon. The sculpture has gorgeous curves, and its thick and steady limbs complement the flamboyant war eagle feathers. This is the symbol of the Griffin Knights standing in the free world for hundreds of years.

At this moment, outside the door of the gorgeous hall, it was deserted. The huge fighting gym sign has stopped flashing neon lights, and the thick black door is tightly closed. Pedestrians passed by in a hurry, and occasionally, a low sigh was heard in the crowd.

[Gryphon Knight] Although it is not as famous as other schools, many of its techniques have been lost. However, this low-cost and friendly fighting gym is where the dreams of many civilian teenagers begin in Freeport, a world filled with blasphemy against faith and morality, and where money and power are paramount.

Now, this building belonging to civilians has finally come to an end. Everyone knows that in the near future, this place will become a branch of Tailiu. And the upright and kind old knight Smith will lose everything.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the fighting gym hall was dull and depressing.

Old Smith's eyes moved slowly. Dozens of core members of the Griffin Knights Hall had already gathered in front of him.

Three old men, one tall and two short, stood at the front. They are the three elders of the Griffin Knight Hall.

They are the backbone of the Gryphon Knights. He is also his senior brother. We grew up together and learned art together, and we also struggled to support Phantom Flow together. Like myself, the three elders who are over sixty years old have shown their age. Looking back on decades ago, they. But they are all young talents with outstanding talents.

They have already paid too much for Phantom Flow.

Behind the elder, stood thirty core disciples of the Griffin Knight. The leader was his son Cozmo.

There is no heaviness or loneliness on the faces of the young people. Even though they already knew what was going on, they still held their chests out and stood straight as usual.

This is the most valuable asset of the Griffin Knights Hall. These disciples from the common class are young. Talented and capable of enduring hardship, loyal and brave. If the core skills of the phantom flow are still there, and if they are given a little more time, given time, they will become the best among all mechanics.

It's a pity now. There is no time left.

A heart-wrenching grief struck the elder Smith. Just now, [Juesha] flow and [Broken Mountain] flow had closed the door on themselves. Not only that, judging from the situation I understand, many factions and forces have already joined forces with Tailiu.

To them. Phantom flow is already a genre that has long been destined to be completely eradicated. It's not a big deal.

The only ones who felt like the world was shattering were him and the elders and disciples in front of him.

This has to be said to be sad.

"Everyone already knows the situation." Old Smith's voice was heavy and haggard: "The Griffin Knight's road in Freeport has come to an end.

Free ports are no longer the free ports they used to be. In the battle between the major forces, we were eliminated. In fact, it was only a matter of time. "

There was a commotion in the hall, and the three elders only looked at each other. He let out a long sigh, and the disciples below were already excited.

"The worst we can do is fight them!"

"That's right! We are born as people of the Phantom Flow and die as ghosts of the Phantom Flow. In Freeport, we can also gather thousands of fellow brothers who dare to fight. It's nothing more than a fight to the death!"

"Director, you go. Leave this place to us. Let's see what those bastards Tailiu can do to us!"

Old Smith waved his hand, waited for the disciples to calm down, smiled slightly and said: "This matter has reached this point, there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices. The property of our mecha hall has already been mortgaged. Over the years. The business I have worked so hard to support is almost exhausted. Bet with Tailiu. I took advantage!"

"And today, I want to take advantage of this even more." A sly smile appeared on the old man's face: "From now on, you are no longer the disciples of the Griffin Knight."

With a bang, the entire hall exploded with Old Smith's words.

"Why?"

This is everyone's problem. And everyone actually knows the answer.

"I have already signed the withdrawal documents. What they can take away..." Old Smith stood up, his loving eyes met Cosmo's grief-stricken eyes: "It's just my life."

"Father!" Although he clenched his fists tightly and bit his lips. Tears still burst out of Cozmo's eyes.

"Tai Liu competes this time with the first-level mecha leader Monro. This man is considered a leader among the younger generation of Tai Liu. I heard that his hand speed has exceeded 65 moves. He represented Tai Liu before. In all the battles he fought, he never lost a single one.”

Old Smith said, walked up to Cozmo, patted his son on the shoulder, looked up at the disciples and said: "But, I'm not afraid of him! For me, winning is earning. If I lose, I won't There’s nothing to lose. As long as you can carry the banner of Phantom Style, let this school continue. Until we find our core techniques and stand up again!”

"Father!" Cozmo begged hoarsely, "Let me go!"

"No!" Old Smith turned his head and stared at Cozmo: "You have more important things than this game! Take them away and find that person. This is what you should do! And Not to let your father grow old in sorrow and despair."

Turning his head and avoiding Cozmo's despairing eyes, Old Smith said to the disciples: "I have carried the phantom flow all my life. Now, I leave this burden to you. I can die in the arena, but Not in bed. You should be happy for me!"

Old Smith had just finished speaking. Suddenly, the door was kicked open. A group of people swaggered into the fighting gym hall.

"People from Tailiu!" All the disciples were furious and clenched their fists.

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, couldn't help shouting: "What do you want to do?"

"Get out!"

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Ignoring the fire-breathing gazes of dozens of disciples in the Griffin Knight Hall, Cooper, who was walking at the front, clapped his hands and said, "It's so lively. I didn't expect that as soon as I came, I saw a performance of a loving father and a filial son. I was really moved. I burst into tears."

As Cooper clapped his hands, the people behind him clapped with sarcasm.

"Mr. Cooper is here..." Old Smith stopped the excited disciples and said with a smile, "I don't know what you have to say."

"I don't dare to take advice." Cooper smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, in a few days, this place will belong to me. I was passing by today and came in to take a look at my property. Isn't this too much?"

This is not too much, what is?

The eyes of the disciples of the Griffin Knight Hall were red.

"Not bad.

"Ignoring all the phantom-style disciples present. With his hands behind his back, Cooper led six capable men and seven or eight Tai-ryu disciples, and circled the hall with great interest: "The house is not bad, but these gryphon carvings are too I hate it. I'll ask someone to knock all of this out later. "

"Knock on your mother!" in anger. Thomas, who was standing behind Cozmo, wanted to rush forward and take action.

"Stop!" Old Smith shouted angrily: "Don't move!"

"What?" Cooper, who was not far away, looked at Thomas with a smile on his face: "You want to hit me?"

"The visitor is a visitor." Old Smith laughed and said, "Mr. Cooper, you can just take a look."

As he said that, Old Smith turned his head and lowered his voice and said: "Cooper is deliberately provoking. He wants to conflict with us. You are leaving the Free Port. At this time, there must be no problems. Once he takes action, he will have enough Reasons for you all to stay here! By then, no one will be able to speak for us."

"Immortal." Cooper slowly walked up to the Phantom Flow crowd, looked at Old Smith and said, "You are quite cunning. Challenge me and find your way out first." As he said that, he suddenly turned his head and spat. Spit on Thomas' face: "Don't you want to hit me? Come on."

There was dead silence in the hall.

Humiliation and anger burned the nerves of every member of the Griffin Knights. Old Smith. Cozmo and all the elders and students all looked livid.

Everyone knows that as soon as they take action today, the faction federation and major forces will immediately restrict all members of the Griffin Knights from leaving the country. Cooper came here just to provoke and to uproot the entire Phantom Flow. Taking action was exactly what he wanted.

But. Don't do anything... Looking at Thomas who was spat on the face, everyone's teeth were clenching... How can you swallow this breath?

Cooper and the others looked arrogantly Tailiu. Look askance. They waited, waiting for the dozens of trembling Phantom Flow disciples in front of them to rush forward. Six capable thugs are ready. Without mechas, in their eyes, these mechas are just a bunch of chickens and dogs.

"Excuse me..." a timid voice came: "Are students accepted here?"

The atmosphere, which was so tense that it almost burst, seemed to be suddenly opened and deflated.

Everyone looked back, and saw a fat man with a fair face and a handsome face. He walked in cautiously, nodded and said, "I want to learn mecha, will you accept students?"

Seeing this fat man, Cozmo felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head. The whole person could not help but tremble. He turned to look at Thomas, only to see Thomas, who was wiping away his saliva, also looking at him. They both found each other's eyes revealing unbelievable ecstasy.

"What kind of mecha are you learning?" A thug standing next to Cooper saw that the fat man had messed up the good situation and couldn't help but cursed: "Get out."

"Are you the curator here?" The fat man blinked timidly.

"You don't care who I am, do you hear me telling you to get out?" The thug squinted his eyes with cold eyes.

"I'm sorry, sir." Old Smith said: "He is not from our mecha hall. I am the director here. However, we have some things at the moment and it is not convenient for us to recruit students. You'd better go to other mecha halls and have a look .”

"Oh." The fat man suddenly realized. He glanced at the thug and curled his lips and said: "He pretended to look like him. I thought he was the curator. It turns out that he is not even a student... Why are you pretending to be a big clove of garlic?"

"You..." The thug who had been trying to scare the fat man away didn't expect how ferocious he could be. Instead of being afraid, the stupid fat man muttered with contempt. I was so angry that I felt dizzy for a while.

"Haha." Seeing Tailiu's people speechless, the Griffin Knight's disciples couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Don't you know that Phantom Style is about to cease to exist?" A disciple of Tai Style stared at the fat man fiercely and said: "If you offend our Tai Style, I can guarantee that no school in Freeport will dare to accept you!"

Although the words of this Tailiu disciple were a bit exaggerated, no one could refute them. At this time, Tailiu was able to cover the world with one hand. In the ordinary schools, indeed no one dares to accept the students they want to ban. As for the students of the two major schools ranked before Tailiu, they would not be fat civilians with ordinary clothes and unable to fit into a slightly smaller cockpit.

"If you know what's going on." Tailiu disciple sneered, with an arrogant and proud expression: "Just get out of here!"

"What is Tailiu?" The fat man and his silly face looked confused.

Sneers condensed on the faces of all Tailiu disciples. Even Cooper's forehead could not help but veins jumping.

The fat man scratched his head and said: "You don't know what you're talking about, what a piece of shit with a dick. Hurry up, don't delay my registration."

What a piece of shit!

All the Tailiu disciples' faces turned blue. This may be the biggest insult Tailiu has suffered in so many years.

"Say one more thing!" Cooper walked up to the fat man and said through gritted teeth.

"Are you so fucking inconsiderate?" The fat man looked at Cooper in surprise: "You want to hear the scoldings from you guys several times. Are you a bitch?"