Lord of Industrialization

Chapter 588 I didn’t make a mistake back then

The finals of the Real Sword Competition begin.

Shitou walked onto the ring still holding the steel pipe, and a tsunami-like cheers sounded in the stands.

Born as a commoner, he encountered setbacks along the way, and finally relied on his piety to reach the finals. His legendary experience made Shitou a hero in the eyes of ordinary people in a short period of time.

Ludovico was flushed with excitement in the stands.

He has written an outline of what he considers to be an unprecedented script based on stones, and the final outcome will be determined by the process and results of this game.

Poli and a group of butchers surrounded Adele in the middle. After the girl woke up, her body recovered quickly. At this time, she was so nervous that she clutched the hem of her skirt tightly.

Iron Can quickly walked onto the ring, and some spectators were regretting that a steel pipe might not be able to break through the armor's defense.

At this time, Tin Can said: "I won't take advantage of you."

This was the first time he spoke in the ring, his voice buzzing under his helmet.

Some people thought the voice sounded familiar, including Stone.

"Clang!"

The leg armor, arm armor, and chest armor were taken off one by one and thrown outside the ring. Under the armor was a warrior uniform that looked like stone, and a strong and well-proportioned body.

The audience applauded.

When the last helmet was taken off, short white hair was revealed, and a face that looked older but not old.

Frederick heard the shouts of the Archduke of Milan in the next box, and there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Gunnar was dumbfounded, his mouth opened wide, and after a while he said: "Master... Master Riva?!"

Tin Can's true identity is Riva, one of the sword masters of the Kingdom of Sardinia. No one expected this development, and the entire arena was in an uproar.

Who would have thought that a full-level tuba would participate in this kind of competition?

Shi Shi was stunned for a while and asked in disbelief: "Old... old drunkard?"

Riva stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said happily: "Good boy, I didn't see the wrong person twenty years ago."

"I would rather hear you call me teacher. You are much better than those incompetent guys."

The arena was in uproar again, another unexpected turn.

Ludovico was so excited that he almost jumped up. It was obvious that there was an old relationship between the two. Riva had mentored Shitou twenty years ago, and now he admitted that he was his student. What a dramatic development this development was.

Shitou didn't know Riva's identity yet, but the kindness he received when he passed on the art was genuine, so he bowed respectfully as a student and called "Teacher".

Riva patted his shoulder with satisfaction.

Gunnar had come to his senses and hurriedly asked Frederick: "Have you known this for a long time?"

These days, they were discussing the reasons why Frederick made such a big bet. A group of people had many calculations, but they failed to realize that one of them was a sword master and the other was a student of the sword master.

Frederick smiled and said: "Didn't you go to the training ground with me on the first day I came? You saw the stone at that time, and I saw his inheritance."

"Later I discovered Master Riva during the qualifying round. Although I don't know why he participated, I can't go wrong buying him to win."

Gunnar was about to cry.

Riva and Shitou had very high odds at the beginning, with Shitou winning at 1:20 and Riva at 1:25.

No matter who wins this game, the bookmaker will have to spit out almost all the money made from various games these days.

That’s why the Grand Duke of Milan cursed out loud just now, because he is the banker.

On the ring, Riva said: "I had nothing to eat in the mountains a while ago, and a family member treated me to a meal, but I had no money. I heard there was a competition here, so I borrowed their armor and sword to make some money. Money pays for meals.”

"Originally, I made enough money, but I saw that you were also participating in the competition, so I decided to compete with you."

"I heard that if you win the championship, someone will perform a handstand to have diarrhea. Although I really want to watch it, you also know my bad temper and will not give in easily."

"Let's do this, I will lower myself to the same level as you. If you can hit my torso, neck, or head before you are too tired to move your fingers, you will win."

Shitou said very firmly: "I have promised Adele to give her the championship as a gift."

"Even if my opponent is you, teacher, I will not give up."

Riva nodded with satisfaction and said, "I just like the way you look."

In the box, Gunnar asked Frederick: "How much chance do you think Stone has of winning?"

Frederick said seriously: "The stone can only win if it breaks through itself in the battle."

After he finished speaking, he focused on the ring and stopped talking.

Tony was also watching the game intently, rubbing his hands in excitement.

When the competition started in the ring, Riva and Shitou did not ensure a solid defense first like other players, but launched fierce attacks on each other at the same time.

There has never been such a fierce attack since the beginning of the game. The two men wandered around the ring, and sparks of metal collision flashed in the middle.

After almost ten minutes, Riva and Stone separated, and Gunnar dared to breathe.

"Huh..." Gunnar let out a long sigh of relief, "I was so nervous. I thought they were going to decide the winner."

Frederick ignored him and asked Tony next to him: "Tony, what do you think?"

Tony replied: "Judging from the warm-up, Master Riva has indeed adjusted his strength and speed to the same level as Stone."

Gunnar turned around in disbelief and asked, "What did you say? They were just warming up?"

Tony replied: "Yes, this is how we usually train."

Gunnar opened his mouth. Tony didn't seem to be bragging, and he suddenly lost confidence.

Tony said to Frederick again: "Commander, I'm worried that Stone's weapon can't withstand the next battle."

Stone was holding an ordinary steel pipe, which was already bumpy after a warm-up. It was only a matter of time before it broke.

At this time, Riva said: "Go change for a good sword, I'll wait for you."

Stone shook his head.

He thought this was a part of the test given to him by the God of Light, and he couldn't take shortcuts.

Frederick just reached out for the sword, and saw him shaking his head and took it back.

The real battle began.

There was no spark of steel colliding, only blood splashing.

In the blink of an eye, five wounds appeared on Stone's body, but the blood did not affect his movement.

"Ah!" Gunnar exclaimed, "I clearly stabbed Master Riva just now!"

Frederick shook his head and said, "It was just a hair's breadth away."

Gunnar asked in surprise, "Can you see it from so far away?"

Frederick replied, "You know without looking, don't make any extra movements in this situation."

While speaking, three more wounds appeared on Stone's body.

Although these wounds were not deep, they continued to bleed, and his clothes were soon stained red.

At this time, Tony said to Frederick, "Commander, I think Stone's sword moves are a bit weird."

Frederick nodded and said, "The moment it's not weird is the moment to decide the winner."

"Hiss..." Stone's right hand holding the water pipe suddenly had a wound from the back of his hand to his elbow, and Gunnar felt pain for him when he saw it.

Gunnar asked Frederick, "What's weird?"

Frederick replied, "If you look closely, you can see that there is a sense of disharmony."

Gunnar was puzzled because he didn't see anything at all.

After half a minute, the situation on the field changed subtly.

Tony said, "Shitou has stabilized his position."

Frederick nodded and said, "The frequency of injuries has decreased, and the wounds are shallower, but the pressure is greater."

Gunnar wanted to ask why stabilizing the position made him more stressed, but he remembered that he had asked too many questions just now, and he would look like a fool if he asked again, so he didn't ask.

But he didn't ask, and Frederick still reminded him: "Confidence."

Gunnar quickly figured it out. Stabilizing the position can increase people's self-confidence, but if something unexpected happens at this time, confidence will be shattered, and failure will be a blink of an eye.

Frederick continued to watch the game, and there was one thing he didn't say, that is, although Shitou was getting less and less injured, his wounds were becoming more and more concentrated on the fatal parts.

Tony murmured on the side: "Hurry up, grasp that feeling, cross it, as long as you take that step, you will be qualified to be my opponent."

As soon as the voice fell, a cut appeared on Shitou's neck.

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