I Am Not Really Related

Soon, the day of the Martial Arts Conference will come.

Shuo Mo, who has always been a little uneasy, also brought his companions to participate.

And in order not to be recognized by others, he specially wrapped his conspicuous white hair with a turban, then changed into a samurai uniform similar to that of the people around him, and finally tied the white headband on his forehead.

He has always believed that this hair tie will bring him good luck, and it has always been so.

Not much nonsense, Mifune directly announced the start, all contestants will be randomly paired against each other according to the numbers they got in advance, the winner will advance to the next stage, and the loser will leave in despair, it's as simple and rude as that!

Anyway, in the end there is only one winner, and it doesn't matter who comes second and third.

In this way, it was Shuo Mao's turn soon, and his opponent was a very nervous young man with a knife.

Obviously, after canceling the registration threshold, many ordinary people who want to use this to change their destiny will take the risk to sign up.

After all, it is difficult for you to imagine how powerful a real samurai is and how powerful a real ninja is before you have experienced it yourself.

Shuo Mao shook his head involuntarily. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to compete with those powerful warriors from the Iron Kingdom, but it was really depressing to meet a young boy as soon as he came up.

"The violent wind cuts!"

When the duel started, the young man on the opposite side seemed to have secretly learned some sword skills, and rushed forward yelling, which seemed to be somewhat basic.

But... it's still too weak!

Shuo Mao didn't pull out his usual short knife, but pulled it down together with the scabbard, and then gently avoided the opponent's slash, sending the scabbard forward.

boom!

clang

The young man couldn't hold the knife in his hand and fell to the ground, and then he fell to the ground clutching his belly.

The whole process takes less than 3 seconds?

I got up, and it took a second, so what can I say.

And this is already the result of Shuo Mao's mercy, otherwise if he used the knife just now, the opponent would either be dead or disabled.

Naturally, the referee also saw the huge gap in strength between the two sides, took another look at Shuo Mao, and declared his victory.

As for Xiaonang, someone would naturally carry him down.

It didn't take long for the first round of duels to basically be decided.

Because except for a very small number of people who are quite confident in their own strength and thus chose wooden knives, the rest of the participants basically used real knives and even wore heavy armor.

In this regard, everything is within the allowable scope of the rules.

So a guy like Shuo Mao who comes out wearing a samurai uniform and holding a short knife is actually very eye-catching, making Shuo Mao frowned slightly, secretly thinking that he had miscalculated.

If it wasn't for the confusion before, how could he make such a low-level mistake again.

Fortunately, his opponent was very hip just now, so it didn't arouse Mifune's vigilance.

Thinking of this, Shuo Mao couldn't help but start to have a headache. It's really hard to keep a low profile and win at the same time.

As a result, round after round of performances, Shuo Mao suddenly found out that his partner who signed up with him actually overturned?

Looking at Shuo Mao's gaze, the other party seemed embarrassed and ashamed.

But if he loses, he loses, and he can only leave resentfully.

Fortunately, there was no serious injury, only the color was hung on the arm.

Then Shuo Mao turned his attention to his companion's opponent.

He was very surprised!

It's actually a woman? !

Instead of wearing heavy and clumsy armor, he was wearing a white kimono with plum blossoms printed on it.

He is about 1.65 meters tall, with a black doll head, and some baby fat on his face, which looks cute and cute.

But being able to defeat his companion is already very telling.

You must know that the one who signed up with him is a jonin who is also good at swordsmanship!

Even if you can't use ninjutsu, you can use some sword skills you usually train with ease, and it is absolutely impossible to lose so quickly.

So this woman is definitely not simple!

Shuo Mao secretly became vigilant.

Until it was almost dark, the high (river crab) tide finally came!

After a day of fierce fighting, finally only the last two were left!

Yes, that's right!

There is no such thing as preliminaries, main matches, or finals. It took many days to finish the competition.

It is this day, from morning to night, the winner has time to rest until the next round of drawing begins.

unfair?

Although it may seem unfair, it actually treats everyone equally, and no one has any privileges.

Of course, lucky people also exist, but they always want to rely on luck to win and become the final winner, that's just thinking about farts!

Because the two who finally came out of everyone are also recognized as the strongest among all the audience and contestants so far!

From the beginning to the present, there is not even a single opponent who can hurt them, and their physical strength seems to be almost exhausted.

This all shows that the final battle of victory and defeat will be the most exciting battle today.

"The Land of Snow, Fenghua Clan, Fenghuaxueyue, please advise."

Under the eyes of everyone, a man and a woman stood on the field, and the woman was the lovely woman in kimono who defeated Sakumo's companion earlier.

The other person was naturally Shuo Mao who was holding a short knife and easily won all the way.

It is estimated that before this, no one thought that in the martial arts conference held by the Iron Country, there were only two foreigners left to compete for the first place.

How ironic is this? !

But it also illustrates the depravity and decay of the warriors of the Iron Kingdom today.

With the death of Sansan and General Mikasa of the older generation, only Mifune is left among the famous warriors in the Iron Country, which is really sad.

Anyway, Shuo Mao had never encountered any pressure.

"Wandering warrior, Dawei Tianlong, please advise."

Shuo Mo replied solemnly.

When he was a child, Zhenyang always said some nonsense and nonsensical words from time to time. Among them, this "Dawei Tianlong" appeared more often, so he remembered it.

After so many years, he always thought that 'Dawei Tianlong' was a personal name, and it sounded like a mighty and powerful guy.

So this time when he signed up, he just randomly filled in 'Dawei Tianlong'.

But what surprised him was that this woman was not from the Iron Country, but from the distant and mysterious Snow Country?

He has never heard of the Fenghua family either, it may be a certain family that only exists in the Land of Snow.

But the name sounds nice, Xueyue. Wind Flower Snow Moon, it's a needle but not a poke!

It's on par with his 'Dawei Tianlong'!

As the sound of the start of the battle sounded, neither of them acted rashly, but moved slowly while carefully observing each other's flaws.

In order to complete the task and the dignity of a man, Shuo Mao will not allow himself to lose to the other party!

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