The Original Seeker

　　 Bai Mo and the two sent by Chen Boyi went to the competition venue.

　　 "Captain Bai, please." Several people knew that the power of Bai Mo's casual punch yesterday was not comparable to them. Therefore, he was unanimously recommended to play the first game, so that according to the rules, if there is no accident, Bai Mo can run down the opposite five people, and they don't have to play, and they can get a lot of money lying down.

　　 But Bai Mo simply ignored their little abacus, because in his feeling, in less than ten minutes, what should come is coming, and it doesn't matter who comes first.

　　 "Why is Captain Bai still carrying the suitcase?" Rong Jingya asked curiously.

　　 "I'm afraid I won't get it in time."

　　 "Captain Bai, you are really joking. With your movement speed, there is no reason why you can't get it in time."

　　 "There are less than ten minutes left." Bai Mo said without a second word.

　　 "What ten minutes, are you talking about the things that Captain Ye told us this morning?" Rong Jingya still didn't get serious.

"Ok."

　　 "Captain Bai still thinks his premonition is true?"

　　 "Well, we will be there in a few minutes, take care, everyone." Bai Mo said like a magic stick talking about the end of the world.

　　 "Can you take the liberty to ask a question?" Rong Jingya said.

　　 "Selective answer." Bai Mo gave an ambiguous answer.

　　 "Is the premonition your ability?"

　　 "It may be, it may be a recent ability, but it may also be pure illusion, who knows."

　　 "Mr. Bai, please." The off-site staff interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Ok."

　　 Bai Mo stepped onto the stage and saw a middle-aged man with a sword on the opposite side. The middle-aged man asked Bai Mo in poor English: "Sword...is it okay?"

"At random." In Bai Mo's view, it doesn't matter as long as the opponent does not hold an atomic bomb as a weapon. His own speed has reached half the speed of a normal bullet. It is not difficult to avoid the bullet, because the bullet does not turn, and it is cold. Weapons are even more indifferent.

　　 Bai Mo carried the suitcase and swept down the few people under the Yamato team opposite, and found that they were the same as Feng Dong's report said, only this middle-aged swordsman could be considered a threat.

　　 "It seems that they also chose the same plan and directly put the strongest person in the first round."

　　 "There was a scene this time, and the other side directly asked the swordsman Yamamoto to play. Captain Bai would not be easy to deal with him. Anything hidden should be exposed." Chen Bo, who was sitting in the distance and preparing to watch the battle, thought to himself.

　　 "The box... don't you need to put it down?" The swordsman asked again.

　　 "You wear a sword as a weapon, and this box is my weapon." Bai Mo said in English simply, regardless of whether the other party understood it or not.

　　 "The blade is like a fire!" The middle-aged swordsman said in Yamato language, and then his sword began to emit flames strangely.

　　 "The opponent seems to be unscientific. This is no longer a so-called cold weapon!" Although Bai Mo didn't understand what the middle-aged man said, he was still curious about the sudden flames on this kind of sword.

　　 "Chen Bo, can you explain to me a little bit how the Yamato person can make flames gush out of the sword by chanting a spell?" Wen Jian, who was sitting next to Chen Bo, asked inexplicably.

"According to the secret information we have obtained, Yamato researchers have initially found the reason is that this group of swordsmen have practiced swords for many years, and a small number of elites have reached the point where human swords are integrated. The swords are already like a part of their bodies. After appearing, their swords were psyched up with the owner, and the swords can be regarded as their psychic organs."

"I always feel that it is a bit of a subtle violation of the science education I received before." Wen Jian commented after listening to the explanation given by Chen Bo, "But this should also be able to force Captain Bai Mo's hidden strength. Captain Bai Will it be a little big, and even play with a box."

　　 "Let's wait and see." Chen Bo returned his attention to the stage.

　　 After greeted each other courteously, the battle officially started.

　　 "The sword of fierce fire!" Yamamoto muttered a word. Following his words, the flame attached to the sword's body expanded rapidly, looking like he was carrying a five-meter-long giant sword.

　　 Yamamoto was carrying the flame giant sword, and using the swordsmanship he had practiced for many years, he killed Baimo at a speed of over 80 meters per second. Everywhere he went, he was swept away by the flames of sword energy.

　　 It was the first time that many spectators around saw the scene where the capable people were fighting with all their strength, and for the first time felt the hotness brought by the battlefield with flames everywhere in a radius of tens of meters.

　　 "His body seems to be immune to flames. Standing in the center of the fire field, there is no feeling even if you step on a ball of flames under your feet. Team Chen seems that your heating ability has been targeted." Wen Jian teased Chen Bo on the side.

"Although the attack power looks terrifying, it is a pity that the sword user's body is not strong enough and the speed is too slow. If I fight with him, my speed will be about 20% faster than him. That alone, I don't need ability, I can kill him with my fist alone." Chen Bo said nonchalantly to Yamamoto on the stage.

"Don’t think that the capable people have nothing to do when they are restrained. Our physical fitness becomes more terrifying as we move upwards. The body is our most reliable weapon, pure speed and strength. , Plus the stronger defense provided by the life field, these are the most important ones. As for the ability, it is just a subsidiary ability brought about by the deep strengthening of one of the organs." Chen Bo continued.

　　 "Chen Bo, when you talk about this point of view, I suddenly remembered something."

"what's happenin?"

　　 "Is Bai Mo really the one who prioritizes physical strengthening?"

　　 Chen Bo was taken aback for a moment.

　　 "Probably... yes, otherwise his abnormal physical fitness is difficult to explain." Chen Bo tried to convince himself not to think in the other direction. U U Reading www.ukanshu.com

　　 "But what I saw in Dragon Group's files is that his other ability is on the eyes."

　　 "Don't talk about this, let's continue watching the game." Chen Bo simply changed the subject.

In the eyes of most of the audience below, there is completely a fire dragon on the stage that is constantly swimming at high speed, and the thin figure of Bai Mo has been completely submerged in the raging fire. Even the dragon group has many people worried. Looking down on the stage.

　　 "Don't worry, although the killing with a sword is quite sufficient, but it is too slow." Ye Zi and Chen Bo put forward the same view.

　　 Bai Mo, who was still holding the box in one hand on the stage, was lightly avoiding the slash of the flame giant while using his ability to keep an eye on the surrounding movement.

　　 "I still don't have a clue at all, forget it, kill this guy before thinking about it."

　　Before, Baimo had been moving at a speed slightly higher than Yamamoto on the field, giving Yamamoto the illusion that he could cut with even more effort. He kept groping for the limit of Yamamoto's speed, so the battle was stalemate. But Baimo has now changed his mind, intending to kill Yamamoto before the incident happened, so he broke out at a speed twice as fast as Yamamoto's limit speed and went around behind him, continuously coming to him in less than a second. More than a dozen hand knives slapped off the dragon's head.

　　 "It's too slow." As soon as the three words Baimo reached the ears of Yamamoto who was beaten by a hand knife, Yamamoto felt that he was hit by an unmatched force directly in front of his body, and he hit the ground directly.

　　 Yamamoto's life field unloaded most of the power of Baimo's fist to the ground, and the ground cracked a large piece with him as the center, as if he was set on the ground.

　　 Yamamoto was still struggling to get up from the ground, but at this time Bai Mo had no intention of making up his knife.

"finally come!"